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Archive for July, 2017

Flowers in my garden

African daisy as opposed to a regular daisy, it’s a matter of opinion. I like different. It’s not so different any more. I found this plant in Pennsylvania. Lily? The key for me is closeup. Get the stamens in focus. The rest will take care of itself. It’s not so easy. …like salt on the bird’s tail.


Summer BBQ

Bright midday sun is a no no. But sometimes you want that look. It feels so bright. It’s tricky. Food photography is a completely different thing from eating. The asparagus is slightly underdone. And the pineapple is covered in cinnamon. The meal was a fine one. I don’t use a recipe. So, this combo was a one and done. I will do the elements again. But this was a unique meal. … a mighty good one.


You go to a yarn store… oops… a fiber store, and I take pics of the patterns and colors. It works for me.


Day Lily

This was in Chesapeake City, MD. It doesn’t’ matter where. But it was cool. Great display. They are native and grow wild in the northeast. They would be a weed, except people like them. You see them all over. I don’t have any yet. Soon. Hopefully they will take off and give my garden color someday.



Someone I know loves the smell of lavender. So, soap, tea, flavoring in chocolate, you name it, we have it or have tried it. Some you can eat, others you should not. We grow it and have harvested our own. Good stuff. It makes me smile. Too bad you can’t smell or taste in a blog post.

Push Me – Pull You

Since I cannot see any eyes, which is front and which is back?

Drinking Water

More cats. Ha, bet you’d like fish again? They play in the water. Yeah, I thought cats hate water but… They hang out and wait for me to drip the water. Then they drink, then they throw up, they don’t get along with chlorine. Bottled water! I don’t drink bottled water. They do.


And, if you’ve been paying attention, it’s Spice. She’s got less white on the end of her paws. Yes, I grew up with Paula and Margaret in grade school. They were identical and they dressed the same just to make it worse. Patch and Willow are identical too. I can’t tell them apart. But lately Patch has a scar to the left/right of his nose. And when that goes away, I won’t know one from the other, again.


Better Than Before

I’m restoring stuff now. I found a winder. It’s a winder I plan to use for silk cocoons. I thought so. However, there’s no simple way to remove the wound skein. This was probably for clothes line. It ain’t the same. I need the handle on the winder. Silk cocoons will wind off a mile of silk. Yeah, a mile! So, a handle would be very convenient. But I did not plan to wind it a mile back when I was done. Anyway I did make it look a lot spiffier.

Mint with Lemon


Blender fun. In Jeddah it was a popular (lemonade) drink with lots of mint. I discovered our blender and did the same. Somehow homemade is better. We have mint by the ton. So this summer should be a lot of fun. So far so good.

MC Convention

There was a gathering of motorcycles at the air museum the day I was there. Everyone was touring the planes. Then, they left. Just left. Quietly. It was a very civilized group with very nice shiny bikes. Which reminds me… I once operated upon a guy. Just before the operation he asked me if I rode. And I waxed over my spiffy Specialized cross trainer with two sets of brake levers on the handlebar. He listened patiently and then said, “I ride, a Harley, 1500 cc.” Ooops! That’s a bike! Not my kind, but a real bike. And… Eric rode. No license. On the day he went for and took the motorcycle test, he was riding home and a woman backing out of her driveway without looking struck him. He flew over her hood. He saw (but could not hear) her scream as he flew across. No serious injury except… as he flew over the handlebars his groin struck the instruments. You can imagine how that hurt. It was more painful then pride. Finally, one day in the ER… the cops brought in the mangled motorcycle helmet of a patient I was attending. There was a portion of guard rail through and through the helmet. They were so impressed. I was impressed that the guy’s head wasn’t still in the helmet. That would have been truly gory.