...I went looking for reading material. This is the perfect time of year to sit outside in New Mexico. I like to take coffee and book to the porch in the morning and read with the birds and that pesky squirrel. I found this small book on the bookshelf. " The Peddler of Pithole".
I have had it since 1977, as evidenced by the date in the inscription to me from the author. I have absolutely no memory of the book or the author. Perhaps it was a gift from my Mother? Her idea of the perfect gift has always been "a book", particularly for children. She has carefully chosen books for children, grand children and great grand children. Out there in the world there are a lot of people who are better because of her passion for books and reading. This small book is an historical novel which takes place in the Pittsburgh PA area and mentions real towns in the area where I grew up. It was an easy and fun read, but had a curiously abrupt ending. Almost as if the author just said one day, "I am finished writing this". In all fairness, I should be gentle on books and authors I read immediately after reading Hemingway!
I have had it since 1977, as evidenced by the date in the inscription to me from the author. I have absolutely no memory of the book or the author. Perhaps it was a gift from my Mother? Her idea of the perfect gift has always been "a book", particularly for children. She has carefully chosen books for children, grand children and great grand children. Out there in the world there are a lot of people who are better because of her passion for books and reading. This small book is an historical novel which takes place in the Pittsburgh PA area and mentions real towns in the area where I grew up. It was an easy and fun read, but had a curiously abrupt ending. Almost as if the author just said one day, "I am finished writing this". In all fairness, I should be gentle on books and authors I read immediately after reading Hemingway!This next book will take a while longer. (apologies for the glare on that shiny cover)
"Regards From The Dead Princess" by Kenize Mourad is also an historical novel taking place at the end of World War One in parts of Europe and the Middle East. I have just started it and am enjoying it. When my eyes get tired of reading, I am working on 3 altered vests to ship to the Firenza Gallery in Arroyo Seco. I will share photographs with you when they are finished. Do have a good day, all of you and thanks for visiting!
"Regards From The Dead Princess" by Kenize Mourad is also an historical novel taking place at the end of World War One in parts of Europe and the Middle East. I have just started it and am enjoying it. When my eyes get tired of reading, I am working on 3 altered vests to ship to the Firenza Gallery in Arroyo Seco. I will share photographs with you when they are finished. Do have a good day, all of you and thanks for visiting!
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In the center is a large piece of aquamarine glass that catches the sun and shimmers just like the water. I think they will like it! One of the yucca plants outside the courtyard wall has bloomed. 
I managed to get a photograph of it before Bart, our resident and destructive young squirrel, ate the rest of the blossoms. He does have quite an appetite. 
Something wonderful is going to happen in this open space. Stay tuned!
I cleaned and filled two hummingbird feeders and within about 15 minutes they had found them. I wonder how long they have been waiting ? And where? Remember those beautiful yellow roses?
I transplanted them to outside containers so they will get a lot more sun. We sat on the porch steps when we were finished and just soaked up Vitamin D like a couple of lazy lizards. Tomorrow will be just as good. My plan is to have breakfast and coffee with the birds.
These colors are a different twist for me, as well as the fabric types!
and many many pieces of pre-drilled nicely finished boards. 
Here it is finished and in all its glory. It fits perfectly in the kitchen.
I am thinking it would be a wonderful place to put out cheese and wine, yes? 
While my left shoulder is healing, I can draw with my right hand and be successful, so she says. There are a series of lessons for me to follow. The first one is to sit in front of a mirror and draw my face. I had a real fear it would look just like Charlie Brown. I'm not sure who this is on my paper; but certainly this old hag of a librarian (apologies to all librarians) is not me! Ah, but it is.
It was a fun exercise. I think when I finish all of the drawing exercises, I will again have to tackle the self portrait. It is assumed I will have learned something along the way and that the final portrait will resemble me. I plan to take you all on this journey with me. The good, the bad and the ugly will be presented here for all to see. Now, isn't that just so brave of me! For those of you who notice small details, I have signed it with my maiden name.