Thursday, April 30, 2009


...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!
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!

Tuesday, April 28, 2009


Remember that open space above the front gate? It is now serving it's full purpose. We have waited a long time for the perfect bell to show up and now I feel like I am living in a very old Spanish mission. The bell ring sound is wonderful and the pull rope ends in a very old piece of chain that we found on the land. The bell is old, and rusty and has a wonderful patina. When you come to visit us, please ring the bell. It will make you smile!


Today I put out a proper watering saucer for our birds. 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.
It is a beautiful summer day here in the high desert part of New Mexico; the kind of weather that makes a person happy! I hope your day is going well too.

Monday, April 27, 2009


I have finished reading "A Movable Feast" by Ernest Hemingway and was sad when it was over. Often, after reading a good book, I wander around, still "in the book" for a day or so until my mind lets it go. He has a style I have not read often, if ever. I don't (do not) think there was a single apostrophe in this book. There were NO contractions. Without them, the writing/reading sounds almost child-like and the lack of contractions forces the brain to read more slowly. I suspect this was the plan. As a fast reader, it was uncomfortable at first, but as I got into the rhythm it was good. I will be ordering "Green Hills of Africa" and "The Snows of Kilimanjaro" next week. I am wondering if these also will be without contractions? I will let you know.
In the meantime here is a photo to tease you! This is the arch over the front entrance to the courtyard. Something wonderful is going to happen in this open space. Stay tuned!

Monday, April 20, 2009


Well, three days ago it snowed, but today was magnificent! It felt like a beautiful summer day; warm sun, gentle warm breezes, just perfect! So, we moved all the bird feeders ( five of them) to the East side of the covered deck. 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.
Post Script: My Physical Therapy session today included an assessment and measurements . All segments of my movement have improved dramatically and sessions have been reduced to once a week. My pain level has decreased from a constant "9" to a persistent but tolerable "2". I am very happy! Celebration included coffee milkshakes!

Wednesday, April 15, 2009


I can't wait to get into this book! I think after this one, I will start with his writings, in the order in which they were written.

Friday, April 10, 2009


Some people actually believe that cats don't have expressive faces! Silly people. How can you NOT love a cat?


Some time ago, no doubt when it was really cold, I started stitching. I had two jackets and a skirt from the thrift store, all either wool or velvet. I washed them and cut them apart, and started just cutting and stitching. I had no plan, no direction, just stitching. It got bigger and bigger. I added embroidery stitching to the patches. And still it got bigger. Yesterday I bought 2 yards of black velveteen and today it all came together in a striking lap quilt measuring 39 x 57. I may do a bit more decorative stitching on it, but it is just about where I want it to be. These colors are a different twist for me, as well as the fabric types!

Wednesday, April 8, 2009


Well, actually, we just got a kitchen island which has doubled the counter space. It came in 3 boxes delivered by UPS and was assembled by Roy in an evening.
::::Cautionary note to my local readers; UPS decided it was too inconvenient to actually deliver the 3 boxes. The driver dropped them by the side of the road about a half mile from our house! Fortunately, one of our neighbors investigated the boxes, saw Roy's name, loaded them in the trunk of her car and delivered them. Be assured I am on the hunt for some one's head on a platter.:::::::::::
Back to the island! There were bags and bags of screws and other metal things 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?

Tuesday, April 7, 2009


Oh my! This was extremely difficult! The assignment was to rest your hand on the table and draw it, (whichever hand is not holding the pencil). I finally had to stop because my "resting" hand was getting a cramp in it. I found this exercise to be much more difficult than drawing my face. Even though, as I go back to view that face, it does look a lot like Jim Carey as "The Grinch".
This drawing stuff is kinda fun actually. In fact, yesterday I bought a sketch pad, many more #2 pencils and some charcoal pencils also. I guess that means I am committed to finishing the workbook and doing additional sketching on my own. I am looking forward to learning how to draw Perspective.

Friday, April 3, 2009


This is scary stuff now! Am I too old to learn? Nope. My sister Kathy sent me this book. 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.