The cutest red shoes EVER!

Some gals are fashionistas. Some people prefer purses. Some are shoe freaks. Some are jewelry nuts. Some are cosmetic connoisseurs.

Me? I'm not really in to any of that. Perhaps it's because Paris Hilton and I wear a similar shoe size! That's about all I have in common with that celebra-tartlet.

But... if I were a trend-setter and could find 'em in my size... I'd have to have me a pair of these shoes!




Aren't they just adorable??

Of course... I think it's because of the art on the bottom of the sole that's just so kicking!

Kinda jiggles a memory of watching the women at the Methodist church when they went to the altar rail to take communion and looking for the tell-tale red magic mark across the sole that told the world that they'd shopped at Well's Shoe Outlet or the Arky House in Hot Springs.

Oh- I miss those stores. And, the days when my sore feet could tolerate cheaper and kitchy shoes!!

And, if you just happen to know where I can find a pair of navy spectator pumps in size 11- please give me the heads up!!

One 99 and 99 and one more 9

Today was a momentous day.

During the eighteenth hour on the twenty-fourth day of the eleventh month of the year two thousand aught eight; my father and I watched a milestone. Well. Not necessarily a mile-STONE, per se, but a a quantity of major importance! My beloved red Crown Victoria clicked 199,999 and then over to 200,000 (which isn't nearly as lyrical).

I had been watching the miles tick off for days waiting for it to happen... the anticipation factor alone in watching such an event is akin to... I don't know... watching a turtle hatch? Well- okay, not quite so spectacular, but you get the drift.

It just so happened that at 199,997 I was heading to the p'rents home and I know that it's about 1.5 miles. I got the brilliant idea to "share" this occasion with my Dad (knowing he's game for quirky things and it's his old car anyway) so, instead of running a few extra feet on the way over there- I told Dad there was something I needed him to look at in my car. Wouldn't you know it? He claimed the "no, it's too cold" card.

I finally talked him into coming out with me (you reckon he's always suspicious of paybacks from his children?? haha!) and told him he had to get in and let me drive him around to see it. The first "go around" the driveway (it's a circular thing) and I was on the phone calling mom to tell her to wave out the window. He knew he'd been "had" and thought I had just got him snookered into driving donuts in his own drive!! He has pulled that stunt on us and other unsuspecting passengers or drivers following him and always beams when he's played that joke or had it played it back. Anyway-- after the 2nd time around (and my mother in stitches on the phone) I told him "Quick! Look! THIS is what I brought you out here for" and he realized that not only had I "taken him for a ride" but I really had something unique to show him!!

We took pictures!! And, he wonders just why his children have such a wicked sense of humor?? ROFLMAO!!

It also reminded me of a favorite song... Toto's 99. Enjoy the video!

Celebrating the Feast of Saint Cecilia

Saint Cecilia,

the patron saint of church music and musicians, was said to have been martyred in Rome around the 2nd century AD. November 22nd is Feast Day in her honor. While today is now the 23rd- we can still celebrate. Painting at left by John W. Waterhouse.

Yesterday's offerings on satellite music included this group, Cappella Romana, a real delicacy for the ears as well as the soul. It was so powerful it had to be played again today. Enjoy!

Super-duper Surprise Cake recipe!

Per niece, Elizabeth's, request.... the recipe for a super-duper lemon cake that is moist, tart & sweet (and with alternate variations)!

YUM! Can't have a holiday without this cake!!
Photo: my Mom pulling it out of the oven!

Eye hand Coordination....

My sister thinks I have nothing better to do that play games!

My score: see picture.
Her score: we're still waiting for her to reveal that.
What's your score? put it in a comment

Study: Burned-out Tree Trunk

Early and Mid-day light. Clear or Foggy.





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Stream of consciousness on a rainy morn

Quote for today:

"Oaks that flourish for a thousand years do not spring up into beauty like a reed."
— George Henry Lewes (1817-1878)

Flourish--Русский

flourish (flûr'ĭsh, flŭr'-)
v., -ished, -ish·ing, -ish·es.
v.intr.
To grow well or luxuriantly; thrive: The crops flourished in the rich soil.
To do or fare well; prosper: “No village on the railroad failed to flourish” (John Kenneth Galbraith).
To be in a period of highest productivity, excellence, or influence: a poet who flourished in the tenth century.
To make bold, sweeping movements: The banner flourished in the wind.
v.tr.
To wield, wave, or exhibit dramatically.

n.
A dramatic or stylish movement, as of waving or brandishing: “A few … musicians embellish their performance with a flourish of the fingers” (Frederick D. Bennett).
An embellishment or ornamentation: a signature with a distinctive flourish.
An ostentatious act or gesture: a flourish of generosity.
Music. A showy or ceremonious passage, such as a fanfare.
[Middle English florishen, from Old French florir, floriss-, from Vulgar Latin *flōrīre, from Latin flōrēre, to bloom, from flōs, flōr-, flower.]

flourisher flour'ish·er n.
SYNONYMS flourish, brandish, wave. These verbs mean to swing back and forth boldly and dramatically: flourished her newly signed contract; brandish a sword; waving a baton.

Belle Epoque (French) or "Gilded Age" (westernized)--

I'm not sure why this popped into mind; but, it did... so, the research is here. In it there is a reference to Salon Music of whom -Francesco Paolo Tosti, composer of "O Sole Mio", or "My Sun" represents one of the great titles of this genre.

Love this rendition of it by: Enrico Caruso

English translation
What a beautiful thing is a sunny day,
The air is serene after a thunderstorm
The air's so fresh that it already feels like a holiday
What a beautiful thing is a sunny day
But another sun,
that's brighter still
It's my own sun
that's in your face!
The sun, my own sun
It's in your face!
It's in your face!
When night comes and the sun has gone down,
I almost start feeling melancholy;
I'd stay below your window
When night comes and the sun has gone down.
But another sun,
that's brighter still
It's my own sun
that's in your face!
The sun, my own sun
It's in your face!
It's in your face!

More photos from this past month:
and here in full glory... my son! my street! and an embellished photo/quote.

Now, why don't she write???

.... or call??

OH.
Hello.
She DID.
And, that sorry excuse for a cell service doesn't bother to ring my phone or register the voice mail until days later.

Can you say "fed up?"....

I would advise going back to the hand-written letter... but, I forgot to feed my ponies and now they don't get up 'n go like they used to.

Sorry sister.. I missed your call. I didn't MISS it intentionally-- I was HERE and available. Well-- I was somewhere (within tower range) and I wasn't yaking away inanely to a telemarketer.

Call again- won'tcha?? I know you're busy.

Scenery from Garvan Woodlands Gardens

Kim & I had a great adventure to U of A's Garvan Woodland Gardens today. She was taking some senior portraits for a co-worker, Tammy's, daughter and I volunteered to help tote the gear and style. Tammy's grandson, Trevor, was along for the excursion.

While the temps were great- the wind was a little brisk and we all got a little windburn on our cheeks. Most of the brilliant colors have begun to fade- but, some of the Japanese maples still have colors and several of the encore azaleas still had blooms. The most surprising thing- was the number of visitors; we had to wait in line sometimes to get the prime photographic spots!

The park is getting ready for the Christmas lights spectacular and there is a corridor of trees along one of the paths with these cool, huge chandeliers hanging between the trees. It will be so fun to go when it as lit.

Mosaic Meme and Blog Smog

All the artistic blogs I've been reading lately are so very inspirational that my head just spins with colors and images. The definition I came up with for this: Blog Smog.... but, it's a oh-so-much better than the traditional kind of smog one thinks of-- this is creative and innovative. A fun kind of brain pollution!! Maybe my coined phrase of blog-smog will be the next meme!! haha!

So... just what is a meme??

Meme:

Obscure Words: [fr. Gk mimema; shortening of mimeme]
an idea which spreads

According to Wikipedia: A meme (pronounced /miːm/) consists of any idea or behavior that can pass from one person to another by learning or imitation. Examples include thoughts, ideas, theories, gestures, practices, fashions, habits, songs, and dances. Memes propagate themselves and can move through the cultural sociosphere in a manner similar to the contagious behavior of a virus.

Richard Dawkins coined the word "meme" as a neologism [new word] in his book The Selfish Gene (1976) to describe how one might extend evolutionary principles to explain the spread of ideas and cultural phenomena. He gave as examples melodies, catch-phrases, beliefs (notably religious belief, clothing/fashion, and the technology of building arches).

Me: I think ear-worms and trends are viral! How many times have you heard a snippit of a melody and hummed it for the rest of the dadgum day?? Or, saw a particularly fetching image in a magazine that inspired art for days to come?

Anywhoozies.... friend, Kellie, saw her friend, Ginger's blog and this is where I caught the bug. Apparently it's yet another blogger trend. Kinda fun. Tried it. LIked it. Glad I did it once. You should, too.

Without further ado-- here's my finished mosaic. Explanation and directions following.

• Sarah
• Quiche
• 1980
• Orange
• Colin Firth
• Water
• Italy
• Chocolate
• Artist
• Happy memories
• Flourish
• Cats


Here are the details just in case you'd like to join in.

~Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.

~Using only the first page of search results, pick an image.

~Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big Huge Lab’s mosaic maker or this one from Photo Fun Lab.

~Choose 3 columns with 4 rows.

~The Questions:

1. What is your first name?

2. What is your favorite food?

3. What year did you graduate high school? or name of HS.

4. What is your favorite color?

5. Who is your celebrity crush?

6. Favorite drink?

7. Dream vacation?

8. Favorite dessert?

9. What you want to be when you grow up?

10. What do you love most in life?

11. One Word to describe you.

12. Your flickr name. (kid version: favorite animal?)

Now... go forth. Surf. Collect inspiration. Take the Mosaic Meme Challenge and LINK it to my post here!!

New class-- registering now!!

How exciting!! Jessica Sprague, the hybrid-scrapbooking guru (hybrid = digital + traditional methods) is offering this free class that is designed to get your storytelling into gear and get some real documenting accomplished!!

Several of the gals on ARkansasScrappers have been taking her classes- but, I was just too cheap to spring for something that I would more than likely forget to log-in and/or complete. Besides, I kinda "know" Photoshop. But, THIS is intriguing!!

Things usually come in threes...

Sister, Nan, had sent me a really interesting magazine for Caregivers that included a nice article on scrapbooking with the focus on "getting the story".

Then, the AARP magazine I picked up in the doctor's office had a really nice article titled "Thinking About Memoir" by Abigail Thomas that encourages journaling and storytelling and suggests just journaling single words at first, then graduating to only two pages and springboarding from there.

The third coincidence that is compelling me to get back to writing is that I was contacted by a new start-up magazine focusing on arts and culture for the Little Rock/Hot Springs area and they had seen a photo of the paper dress and asked permission to include it and they want me to write a haiku to go along!! How cool is THAT!!

Random words relating to paper, textiles, designer clothes, etc have been swirling in my head.... hopefully I can pull together something clever or though provoking!

I'm going to be "in class" again soon- okay... it's only for 2 weeks!! Yippeee!! Sign up, too-- and we'll sit next to one another! Virtually anyway!

Furtograph for the Day

The Shoe Thief Strikes Again.... or... Give Reddie a Mile and She'll Take the Boot, or Two, or Three!!

Any volunteers for helping find the "sole owners" of said boots??? haha! I already did! And, thankfully- the one that she really gnawed upon was one of a really old pair and isn't to be replaced.

Can't sleep with zombies roaming the streets....

It's lovely Fall weather here in our little hamlet. The weather (while dry) is most pleasant and tonight I've even had to turn on the A/C just to freshen the house. Before I'd turned it on the windows had been open. But that was before the zombies took to the streets.

Invasion

Went to bed early last evening - even the dogs were tired. Not surprisingly, they woke me up around midnight. But, something really had them agitated... and the dogs across the street were, too. Not all that unusual since the deer and the foxes have been on the move with the nicer weather and the season change- so, I walked the dogs. When out of the darkness I hear shouting. That is a bit unusual for our street... but, HSU had their homecoming earlier today and the "natives" had been restless all week with their pre-bonfire parties and yesterday's unnatural holiday. But, this was a tad different.

This was angry.

I quickly headed for the house and for some reason the dogs shut up and I began to realize these guys were quarreling as they were strolling down the street. Strolling. Not running. Strolling and the conversation was heating up. Ohmi. I have no idea why the dogs remained quiet and I was very anxious to hie myself back inside.

Called 911

The cops (there were three cars full!) showed up within minutes- of course they never saw the guys I called about. But, they said that town was just crazy this weekend with lunatics. Yeah. NO kidding. And, now I can't sleep.

But, I did take some lovely photos of Fall in Arkadelphia earlier today. Talked Mae into a little ride (couldn't believe she agreed!) and we just enjoyed the sunshine, colors and her favorite cappuccino!

Byron exercised the dogs.