February 21, it was a record day all around (72F). Ice skating rinks closed for the day in NYC– melted. It was a record here too. A walk on the beach? Of course! Old people, young people. A good time was had by all. Warm sun, balmy, the smell of salt air, a gentle breeze, what more could you ask for in the middle of winter? There ain’t no climate change… there ain’t no climate change… there …
This is the orchid that came with the Valentine’s cacti. In my home it’s a desert. I forget to water. So, cacti and orchids should be very happy. We’ll see if it survives. Years ago I had an orchid that lived long. The bloom lasted long. Then the petals fell off and the plant died.
Currently my poinsettia and pines (mini/small trees) are surviving the Christmas season. Soon it will be spring. We got one horrible snowstorm this year. Otherwise there has been no inconvenience. Okay!
She does odd things. Her head is out through the rails of the chair. She’s quite alright. No harm was caused in takin this pic. Cute! We’ve come a long way. Earlier Elle was camera shy. As soon as a she saw a camera, Elle would run. Now, she’s like my kids. Resigned.
Here’s a big joke (if you’re not a Republican). Mike Pence, yes, that one, has a new book out. It’s about his bunny. Yup, his bunny. This is the man who supports anything against gay rights and against abortion and is generally not a friend of free thinking. True, all true. Sorry. He’s a sorry character. And he got f’d today. Last night John Oliver on Comedy Central wrote and announced his new counter-book parodying the soon to be released Pence book. Yes, same bunny – Marlon. Only, Oliver’s bunny is gay. Yup, total antithesis of the Pence family rabbit. Today, Oliver’s book has more pre-orders than Pence’s book. And Oliver’s urging even resulted in pushing Comey’s tell all from the top spot on Amazon.
Oh! By the way Amazon. Listen up. Pay attention! You still show the NRA channel. Yes! That channel! So, be aware that I’m going to Washington DC this Saturday to advocate for gun control. And I will refrain as much as possible from using Amazon till you respond in kind.
I’m a lone voice. But you start somewhere. I keep wondering where all the pissed off Democrats have been? There is a lot of anti-Trump sentiment. If your job as a congressman or senator is to be re-elected, then consider that it might just about be time to stand up.
’cause I’m mad as hell and I ain’t taking it anymore.
I got kids. I got kids who are teachers. I know a lot of kids and teachers. They deserve to be safe. The NRA does not deserve to force it’s conservative views upon the safety and health of my daughter and son. Sorry, your poor reasoning doesn’t wash anymore. Let’s start with the premise you can not shoot someone if you don’t have a gun.
See you all in Washington DC on Saturday.
It’s an old sewing box. The holes? Inside, there are spools of thread. The ends are passed through the holes for use as needed. It’s a neat arrangement. Of course, we don’t sew or use thread much. Certainly, not at this price ($175). What I’ve learned? There was a time when folks used sewing boxes quite a lot. The kind I usually see are the wicker ones with Chinese bangles and decorations. No, I can’t lay my hands on one (picture) instantly. (Ha! I took one instead.)
This box (right) is one of the more unusual specimens – one of a kind for me. The one with the beads and rings (bangles) is one I see with some frequency. Sometimes there’s stuff inside and other times not. They don’t seem to have much cache as collectable or much worth.
My camera sits on the counter. Yup, so does the phone. Each day I try to take a few pictures. Some days there are more than others. The cats are always about. They kind of watch over me. They like to know where I am.
We play a game. Sometimes I chase them into the basement through the cat door. A few minutes later curiosity overcomes fear and they return to check on what I’m doing. They like to hang out and nap when I’m in the office. Other times they are napping in designated spots of their choosing. Each has a rug or a basket that is a favorite spot. I bet you care and needed to know this. Anyway, I got three out of five today. Hey! Did I tell you we keep going to the pet shop for food? We get tempted by the little rescue kitties every time. Thankfully we don’t see rescue dogs.
Got cats? They’re curious. Right?
The result of a recent foray into the antique shops was a cane rocker. They vary in price. This one was $20, the low end, a bargain. It’s small, probably fit for a child. Ah! We had one in mind when we got it. It will be a perfect reading rocker. Of course, once we placed the chair in our home, the cats were immediately curious. Two parked themselves under it. Elle parked over the top. They sat content as the cat that ate the canary. Once satisfied, the cats have ignored the rocker since. There is an understanding. We get stuff. They approve.
Another day, another restaurant. Funny. We set off to try a new place. Just something out of our ordinary. We looked up likely offerings in Berlin. And what! We ended up in a place that was somewhere we’d been this past summer. We had not planned to return. The ambience was a bit sketchy. In the dark and in the winter the place looked entirely different. The garden tables where we’d eaten were covered for the winter. Funny. A cousin told us about the place a few days later. It was his latest find. Ummm, we’ve been there too. Coincidence!
This is for Ginny. It was her going away party. Retirement? Nah? Don? He’s a good sport. He does some weird shit?! In this case he was setup by the OR nurses who dressed him in a fake butt and sock filled jock strap. Yeah! You can’t make this shit up. Surprise?! Yup! She was! The photo is priceless and the expression barely recorded. I didn’t know what was coming. So, credit me for not dropping the camera and recording an image or two. There was a group of high school soccer girls in the next room who rapidly departed.
Why today? She’s been asking me to post people. It’s her birthday. She’s old! Really really old. Happy!
I don’t style my food photos. I do some minimal staging. And the lighting is whatever. It occurs to me that there’s a lot to be said to improve my technique. Still, it’s a good remembrance of what I have cooked though pictures hardly do justice to the taste and smell. That said, I do pay attention to light and background. It seems that I see food and extrapolate taste and smell.