Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Gobble Till Ya Wobble

The big cat is all dressed up and waiting for Thanksgiving. He says Meow to all who celebrate, and hopes for a choice and juicy mouse. I will not be blogging till after Thanksgiving, and wish all my followers the best Thanksgiving yet! See you later in the week.



“Thanksgiving was never meant to be shut up in a single day.” ~Robert Caspar Lintner

“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.”
 ~Thornton Wilder

Monday, November 25, 2019

Let's Talk Turkey

Around here, there are turkeys in the trees. And they are nicely dressed as well.


This actually looks more like a yard flamingo to me. Nevertheless, I think it is meant to be a turkey!

My header is a turkey I made using an artificial flower, with one of the girls.

“Turkey: A large bird whose flesh, when eaten on certain religious anniversaries has the peculiar property of attesting piety and gratitude.”
 ~Ambrose Bierce

Sunday, November 24, 2019

Bicycling On A Pretty Day

This mural is downtown in the city of Harrisonburg Virginia. I like it for it's depiction of simple pleasures, childhood fun, and innocence.


Do you get the feeling that I was being watched?


“The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets.” ~Christopher Morley

“Nothing compares to the simple pleasure of a bike ride.” ~John F. Kennedy

Saturday, November 23, 2019

Sunday On The Stoop

A few blocks away, there is a little house with a little porch. The porch is so little that it is actually a stoop. But I love what they have done with it!



They have just changed it a bit for fall. I think I like it better the other way, as it is almost too cluttered now.





This is the side of the house.


Friday, November 22, 2019

The Knife Angel

This is a re-post from last year. Because I have found something like the knife angel, almost as cool! But you will have to wait till my next post to see it:

The star attraction of the National Ironworks Centre in England is called “Knife Angel.” It’s a towering, poignant tribute to lives lost by knife violence.

The Knife Angel stands 27 feet tall and is made of over 100,000 knives. The knives were collected from police departments in England. Thirty percent of the knives used in the sculpture were bloodied on arrival and came in biohazard bags.
It was constructed to raise awareness about knife crime. Alfie Bradley, the artist, disinfected and blunted the weapons before welding them to form the angel. Families of those lost to knife violence can engrave a message onto one of the sculpture’s many thousands of blades.


All pictures are from the web.


"For men who think a woman's place is in the kitchen, just remember, that's where the knives are kept."


Thursday, November 21, 2019

It's A Hit!

This was the name of the program the local third & fourth graders performed tonight. It was about baseball. Don't know why they chose this subject, since it is not baseball season. But the kids were great and the songs were very good. Our middle granddaughter Dara was in it, and she was a joy to watch.







Here I am with Dara and her sister after the show!

“A hot dog at the ballgame beats roast beef at the Ritz.”
~Humphrey Bogart

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

The Painting

This large painting hangs in the art building of a collage, over a staircase. It has been there for many years. And it bugs me, because I cannot understand it! What does it mean? Why is the lamb in a chair, and a faceless man is behind him? Any thoughts?



“He paid with Christ’s sacred blood, you know. He died like an unblemished, sacrificial “. And this was no afterthought. Even though it has only lately—at the end of the ages—become public knowledge, God always knew he was going to do this for you. It’s because of this sacrificed Messiah, whom God then raised from the dead and glorified, that you trust God, that you know you have a future in God.”
1 Peter 1



Monday, November 18, 2019

The Russets










“Their gorgeous tints are gone, as if the autumnal rains had washed them out. Orange, yellow, and scarlet, all are changed to one melancholy russet hue.... There is a melancholy and continual roar in the tops of the tall pines.... It is the funeral anthem of the dying year.”
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



Sunday, November 17, 2019

The Camera Creatures

I came across these cute camera creatures last year. How endearing they are!

This lady's head is a camera, her body is a tin box and a bundt pan. Her arms are forks.

And this lady has a pool ball head, camera body,  and is riding a unicycle that appears to be a roll of film.

"Photography is a tough life: you can be taken, framed, exposed, shot, captured, and hung all in the same day."
 ~Author Unknown

Saturday, November 16, 2019

The Grapes

We live amid a whole lot of vineyards. Grapes grow everywhere here, all kinds. We are also near the infamous Trump Vineyards. Here is just one vineyard we drove by. Did you know the vines are curly and grow rather horizontally?









“And when you cut the grapes in your vineyard, don’t take every last grape—leave a few for the foreigner, the orphan, and the widow.”
Deuteronomy 24


Terror Car

 We came across this car in a parking lot. I have never seen anything like it, obviously homemade. Let terror, then, be turned into a treat....