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Back in the OR

I made these (heddles and the jig)! The jig was supposed to look more professional. This is the experiment – the jig made out of scrap before the final design is agreed upon. Heddles? Any weaver knows. They are made commercially. But we have an old barn loom. The request was for a handmade look. I’ve made/built the harnesses. Why not go ahead and make a jig for heddles too? Are you with me? No? Don’t fret. I have to tie the 8/2 cotton with (surgical) knots to create a hole/eye at the top, bottom, and middle. They need to be consistent. i.e. they need to be uniform. Damn! It ain’t easy. But yes! I started tying the heddles up and realized that my precision tying surgical knots gave me a distinct advantage. Don’t ask. I started. Then I was told there were four harnesses and that each harness required 200 heddles each. Maybe 400. But 200 for now. Per/each! Damn! I got myself into a load of work. Maybe I should make a nicer jig. Nah! No! That would change the eye holes. Yarggggh! Oh well! I’m back to work (OR). Remember that book? – Everything I learned in life, I learned in kinder garten. The very good news is that this operation can take days/weeks as opposed to an operation which is finished in the same calendar day. Oh yeah! I bet you have trouble even knowing what a heddle is? I’ve got about 750 to do as I write this post. Oh boy oh boy…


Pairs

Here’s a technical challenge. You don’t “stage” cats. They simply don’t pose. Ever! They sit. You get what you get. It’s an utter mess (in our house). They sit separately. They have messy backgrounds. They are not both in focus (at the same time). On and on, you get the idea. These are outtakes except that sometimes is superseded by the memory of what was “almost.” There are things Photoshop cannot help. You’d never see nuthin’ if I were to wait for the pic to happen.


Look-out

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You can fool some of the people some of the time, but you can’t fool all of the people all of the time. Just when you think it can’t get worse, you realize that a serious mistake was made. Things never felt right since the election and inauguration. Things feel right; well, a bit better.

It’s not over by a long shot. People still believe in 45. But they were always a minority. Each day becomes a little more desperate. Just because Fox says “it is” doesn’t make it so. There is no fake news. It is what it is. Platitudes. But the truth is becoming more apparent with each passing day. One news show opens with, “Today is Day 432 and counting” as though the count will end at some point. We are getting nearer and nearer to the Day of Reckoning. We don’t need no stinkin’ yard signs to tell us which way this one’s going. Pack your bags.

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Do you suppose they might pass gun control laws if they took away security at the Capitol and the White House? You know? Replace it with the same security they have at the school. How long will congress put up with the same security like the kids in Parkland or in any other public venue near you? You should have equal security and equal healthcare to congress. Why not?


Gnocchi

I made these! Ha! I’m happy, almost giddy, even now. Jules taught me how simple it can be. I had considered it a task that was beyond my (interest) skill. We made butternut squash gnocchi. They are irregular to emphasize that they are homemade. Ha! The photography lags way behind the taste and smell of a fresh dish covered in parmesan. Yes, we’ve been eating well at my house.

 


Side By Side

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Look close. Side by side. I see this in retrospect as I view the edit. The ladies chose to take stand not by chance but by determined design.

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They are in front of Trump International Hotel. On the margin… things played out. There will always be someone to try to change the dialog and shift the argument. It’s magic. Watch one hand while the other does magic. 800 demonstrations around the world. One purpose and one voice. For once, I am encouraged. Hopeful. But it ain’t over till it’s over. I’m voting. Another republican announced he would retire. Reason: He couldn’t win with Trump as president. A republican would have to deal with Trump’s base versus an aroused moderate base repulsed by Trump.

 

 


Mexican Night

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It was an excuse for a themed pot luck supper. Barb won a raffle. It was “fixed?” it’s not her first (win) rodeo. Ha! My contribution was the cut tomato, lettuce, and onion. Really? That was what I was asked to do. How much? My tendency is to always cut way too much. I prepare with the idea that everyone would eat an entire meal out of my preparation. In reality, one eats a small amount or not at all. So, you need way less than you imagine. With that in mind I cut judiciously. And, there were still leftovers… just not so much as usual. Barb? She teaches ESL to immigrants too. Laudable. And no, this dinner theme was not some sort of ethnic aspersion.


Marginalized… no more

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I don’t ordinarily post twice in a day. I’ve been traveling. I’ve been processing. I’m moved. I’m hopeful. Maybe you weren’t there. Or the news did not mention. Fox reported crowds of “tens of thousands” grossly misstating the actual numbers of 800,000 upwards of a million.

Folks were on the margin of the rally for “March for our lives.” They chanted against gun control. It happened in DC and I read about the boy on a hill in Utah saying, “Take it from me.” (his AR-15). I passed folks who were chanting to the passersby that Planned Parenthood was a sponsor of the rally for gun control. Margin, they were marginalized on this day. This crowd was just one of more than 800 demonstrations around the world. Even with my extended telephoto the stage is barely noticeable in front of the Capitol.

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The NRA has a war chest of more than $1 billion dollars to tell you that the second amendment is sacred. That’s more than enough to hand Marco Rubio $3 million in contributions. And there is much more money that has gone to many other members of congress.

“No more.” “Vote them out.” “Enough is enough.” And on and on. Slogans signs. Peaceful demonstration.

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What I realize is that the boy on the hill and chants from the margins are indeed marginal. They are not the majority. There is a debate. It ends when no more kids are killed by guns. I got kids. Mine are at risk. Do you have kids? Are you a kid? Were you a kid once upon a time?

I’m old now. I saw 9/11 up close and personal. I was moved. Sad to say I’m am again moved deeply by what I witnessed. I bear witness to you who see this post. I’ve heard the arguments. Nothing can win against one more dead child.

If you are a Congressman who is not listening – one student speaker spoke, “Get your resume ready!”


Surprise

A few surprises. The lighthouse is in a traffic circle. It’s a mini not really a true one. Not much traffic this time of year. It’s cold and nasty, too early for beach traffic. I sat in the middle of the circle and took my pictures with nary a car in sight. Nicola? I’ve yet to go. I’ve tried a pizza. Not memorable. And the famous Nico-bo-li? Don’t know and haven’t a clue. The spinners? I’ve got a spot for one on my deck. I should pick one. Yup, it was a surprise three images in a row? Surprise? Three consecutive images – one post.


Group Photo

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I get melancholy looking at this image. I’m thinking about what lasts in life. Fran was a “good person.” There are few who qualify for this designation in my world. I know a few and am blessed. She was a quiet dependable friend.  What can you say? She was just there for me on so many occasions. I never ask/asked for help. It’s just me, how I operate (pun). I miss her… both Ginny and me and a lot of others.

Don’t laugh. I don’t fit into this tux any more. The occasion? It was a formal dinner for a hospital fund raiser. I do believe it was the infamous dinner where Richard left after the soup. Yeah, he was a weird guy. … just left without even a “good-bye.”


Iron Hill Brewery

We tried to break out of our old pattern. If we are up near Wilmington, go eat in Jessop’s Tavern in New Castle. This place was chosen after perusing the internet selections. Ha! Another brewery! It drew a larger crowd. It’s a large restaurant. Standing room only with folks out in the parking lot. We had a reservation and were early diners. Fortunate. The food was good. The beer was dark. The atmosphere was ok. We’ll go back to Jessop’s soon. It’s about the “ je ne sais quois.” (I don’t know what?{shrug?!}) Yeah, yeah, another place emphasizing ETOH (alcohol). No, I’m not an alcoholic. But, you might think so? It’s the food! Veggie burger, quinoa salad, schnitzel… Hey! Coincidence! They are opening a branch (Iron Hill) near me – soon!