Yep, ladies still wear pointy toes. Guess she isn't old enough to revert to tennies.
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Friday, November 24, 2017
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Thanksgiving Day 2017
Hope you all have had a lovely Thanksgiving. I went out with friends and had a steak! Something I rarely eat anymore, it was delicious.
Some years ago I made placemats for friends that used this hand print turkey idea. I traced everyone's hand and added their names to the finished pieces. I hope they are still enjoying the placemats. Even if it not for Thanksgiving Day. All the little hands would be big hands now.
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Sunday, November 19, 2017
Re-visit a quilt by Judith Roderick from 2011 07-19-17
This was a purchase from the SAQA 2011 online auction. Since then I have purchased another at the 2013 SAQA online auction. Another bird - Judith and I are equal bird lovers. This was posted previously on 02-03-13.
"Night Owl" Judith Roderick - Placitas, NM 2011 12"x12"
Whole cloth quilt done with soy wax and Tinfix dye. Machine quilted.
Judith said, "This is my hand-painted silk image of a Petroglyph Owl, that was done with soy wax and Tinfix dye. Machine-quilted and embellished with various buttons."
I do love birds and there are a number of bird quilts in the Collection.
He has such a great look on his face - sort of "who? me?"
Clawed grasping feet that are appropriate for an owl.
Judith has used the buttons on the owl very effectively, I'm not so sure about the green buttons, but they do add some "bling" to the piece.
The back is solid black so the quilting shows very well.
A very rudimentary label. I looked her up in the SAQA directory so I do have her contact.
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Friday, November 17, 2017
Remembering Corky, the Poodle Prince 11-17-17
For sixteen years I was a Poodle Nanny to Corky, the Poodle Prince. His parents traveled and were involved in their business and didn't want to leave him alone, so he stayed with me (at Camp Del), or I went to their house in Long Beach or the desert house in Havasu City, AZ. He was a delightful little dog, well trained and well mannered.
Born 07-29-96. He went over the rainbow bridge 11-17-13
Hard to believe he has been gone for four years.
With his polka dot quilt
Just home from the groomers.
An autumn hat.
In his Trojan coat.
Sometimes he helped me sew!
He tolerated dress up - to a point!
With his lamb (no Froggie).
I especially loved his delicate little feet.
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Thursday, November 16, 2017
Saturday, November 11, 2017
Saturday Stories - Postage Stamps 11-11-17
I was thinking about this story today because I bought a roll of first class (forever) stamps for $49.00. It reminded me of a long ago tale when postage was three cents for first class (until 1958). An interesting listing of postal rates is at:
. https://www.vaughns-1-pagers.com/economics/postal-rates.htm
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When Diane was about 12 years old she took the bus into town to do some shopping and have her hair cut. Her family went almost everywhere on the bus, since their mother didn't drive and the bus was very convenient and cheap. Only ten cents during the day and increasing to twenty cents after a certain time - maybe 4pm. It was a fun day, alone in downtown, looking in the store windows and wandering through several department stores. She even had lunch at the Buttermilk Corner, her favorite diner. But she dawdled too long and missed the last ten cent bus home. By that time she had spent almost all her money and only had about thirteen cents left in her pocketbook. What to do? She tried to talk the driver of the next bus into letting her ride for a dime, but no luck. Her almost last source was going to the post office (the huge building with marble floors and high marble counters) and waiting in line to see if the postal clerk would buy back some stamps. No luck. She tried several people in line, but they just dismissed her. Until a lady standing in another line called her over and asked what the problem was. After Diane explained the lady just gave her a dime! She didn't want the stamps. And Diane was able to take the bus home and have a few cents left over. In 2017 we would call that "paying it forward". She was a nice lady - ten cents would mail three and a third letters. Diane learned a life time lesson and has never since been down to thirteen cents.
. https://www.vaughns-1-pagers.com/economics/postal-rates.htm
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When Diane was about 12 years old she took the bus into town to do some shopping and have her hair cut. Her family went almost everywhere on the bus, since their mother didn't drive and the bus was very convenient and cheap. Only ten cents during the day and increasing to twenty cents after a certain time - maybe 4pm. It was a fun day, alone in downtown, looking in the store windows and wandering through several department stores. She even had lunch at the Buttermilk Corner, her favorite diner. But she dawdled too long and missed the last ten cent bus home. By that time she had spent almost all her money and only had about thirteen cents left in her pocketbook. What to do? She tried to talk the driver of the next bus into letting her ride for a dime, but no luck. Her almost last source was going to the post office (the huge building with marble floors and high marble counters) and waiting in line to see if the postal clerk would buy back some stamps. No luck. She tried several people in line, but they just dismissed her. Until a lady standing in another line called her over and asked what the problem was. After Diane explained the lady just gave her a dime! She didn't want the stamps. And Diane was able to take the bus home and have a few cents left over. In 2017 we would call that "paying it forward". She was a nice lady - ten cents would mail three and a third letters. Diane learned a life time lesson and has never since been down to thirteen cents.
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