This is one place one who lives nearby must really go more often, especially if you claim to love the beach. Go ahead, get out of Spokane and head a short distance away to the Couer De Alene park!
Isn't it funny how a person can live somewhere and always feel like they have to travel far to have some fun, especially when it's right in your own back yard?
Need to get away? Go ahead, we did, and we did it without the kids. That was fun and relaxing too. But if you have the kids along, it's always a fun time to head out to a nice big park, this one has a great playground and a beautiful beach on the lake. You will see parasalors sailing, swimmers swimming, boats boating around and airplanes landing with floats upon the water.
Eat and ice cream cone or snowcone, shop the shops, take back to school/ senior photos...whatever, (it's quite picturesque,) but you best hurry. It will not be long until summer waves goodbye and the ice cream parlor closes!
Monday, August 31, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Music O' De Day...
My brother-in-law, John Kalb, plays guitar. Click and you can see him playing his guitar.
He has a sort of folk/country style, and I have very fond memories of listening to him play for hours and hours. I still have some of his songs ingrained deeply in my mind.
I liked everything he played, but some of my all time favs are his renditions of Arlo Guthrie's Motorcycle.... and Kenny Loggins' House at Pooh Corner.
Here is one I do not remember.
So the story is that today, I came across these you tubers of him and his guitar on the internet.
That was interesting. I always love a little music o'de day.
Even though it was only a video, I enjoyed seeing him again too.
Here are some more tubes I found interesting...
Buddy Ruckus
Lilac Open @ SFU
more to be added another time, another day...
He has a sort of folk/country style, and I have very fond memories of listening to him play for hours and hours. I still have some of his songs ingrained deeply in my mind.
I liked everything he played, but some of my all time favs are his renditions of Arlo Guthrie's Motorcycle.... and Kenny Loggins' House at Pooh Corner.
Here is one I do not remember.
So the story is that today, I came across these you tubers of him and his guitar on the internet.
That was interesting. I always love a little music o'de day.
Even though it was only a video, I enjoyed seeing him again too.
Here are some more tubes I found interesting...
Buddy Ruckus
Lilac Open @ SFU
more to be added another time, another day...
Monday, August 17, 2009
A Letter from Martha
MARTHA STEWART'S CHRISTMAS LETTER TO ERMA BOMBECK
Hi Erma,
This perfectly delightful note is being sent on paper I made myself to tell you what I have been up to.
Since it snowed last night, I got up early and made a sled with old barn wood and a glue gun. I hand painted it in gold leaf, got out my loom, and made a blanket in peaches and mauves. Then to make the sled complete, I made a white horse to pull it, from DNA that I had just sitting around in my craft room. By then, it was time to start making the place mats and napkins for my 20 breakfast guests.
I'm serving the old standard Stewart twelve-course breakfast, but I'll let you in on a little secret: I didn't have time to make the tables and chairs this morning, so I used the ones I had on hand.
Before I moved the table into the dining room, I decided to add just a touch of the holidays. So I repainted the room in pinks and stenciled gold stars on the ceiling. Then, while the homemade bread was rising, I took antique candle molds and made the dishes (exactly the same shade of pink) to use for breakfast. These were made from Hungarian clay, which you can get at almost any Hungarian craft store.
Well, I must run. I need to finish the buttonholes on the dress I'm wearing for breakfast. I'll get out the sled and drive this note to the post office as soon as the glue dries on the envelope I'll be making. Hope my breakfast guests don't stay too long, I have 40,000 cranberries to string with bay leaves before my speaking engagement at noon.
Love,
Martha
P.S. When I made the ribbon for this typewriter, I used 1/8-inch gold gauze. I soaked the gauze in a mixture of white grapes and blackberries which I grew, picked, and crushed last week just for fun.
Hi Erma,
This perfectly delightful note is being sent on paper I made myself to tell you what I have been up to.
Since it snowed last night, I got up early and made a sled with old barn wood and a glue gun. I hand painted it in gold leaf, got out my loom, and made a blanket in peaches and mauves. Then to make the sled complete, I made a white horse to pull it, from DNA that I had just sitting around in my craft room. By then, it was time to start making the place mats and napkins for my 20 breakfast guests.
I'm serving the old standard Stewart twelve-course breakfast, but I'll let you in on a little secret: I didn't have time to make the tables and chairs this morning, so I used the ones I had on hand.
Before I moved the table into the dining room, I decided to add just a touch of the holidays. So I repainted the room in pinks and stenciled gold stars on the ceiling. Then, while the homemade bread was rising, I took antique candle molds and made the dishes (exactly the same shade of pink) to use for breakfast. These were made from Hungarian clay, which you can get at almost any Hungarian craft store.
Well, I must run. I need to finish the buttonholes on the dress I'm wearing for breakfast. I'll get out the sled and drive this note to the post office as soon as the glue dries on the envelope I'll be making. Hope my breakfast guests don't stay too long, I have 40,000 cranberries to string with bay leaves before my speaking engagement at noon.
Love,
Martha
P.S. When I made the ribbon for this typewriter, I used 1/8-inch gold gauze. I soaked the gauze in a mixture of white grapes and blackberries which I grew, picked, and crushed last week just for fun.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
World Gone Insane
Okay, so maybe it is nothing new,
but I just want to comment here:
the world
has gone
insane.
WARNING
WHAT YOU
ARE ABOUT
TO READ IS
NOT FOR
THE FAINT
OF HEART
The summary of this post is that the the world is rotten to the core.
Don;t need convincing? Simply SKIP this and move on to the next post now.
So anyhow, as I was saying, maybe it really is nothing new that the world..."has gone insane," but I want to talk about the world, the craziness of the world and how utterly lost and rotten it is. However, I am not sure where to begin.
Is it that you cannot get a policeman to come and take a report of a theft when you call.? or maybe that is merely a symptom of the rot. Maybe it is the fact that children, well adults too, are senselessly abducted and murdered by some people who roam the streets. Maybe it's because we live in a world where a complete stranger would simply open fire in a crowd, like what was on the news recently. People killed, violence in the streets. It happens everyday somewhere.
Some say it takes a village to raise a child but the "village," in case you haven't noticed, is ablaze with madness.
but I just want to comment here:
the world
has gone
insane.
WARNING
WHAT YOU
ARE ABOUT
TO READ IS
NOT FOR
THE FAINT
OF HEART
The summary of this post is that the the world is rotten to the core.
Don;t need convincing? Simply SKIP this and move on to the next post now.
So anyhow, as I was saying, maybe it really is nothing new that the world..."has gone insane," but I want to talk about the world, the craziness of the world and how utterly lost and rotten it is. However, I am not sure where to begin.
Is it that you cannot get a policeman to come and take a report of a theft when you call.? or maybe that is merely a symptom of the rot. Maybe it is the fact that children, well adults too, are senselessly abducted and murdered by some people who roam the streets. Maybe it's because we live in a world where a complete stranger would simply open fire in a crowd, like what was on the news recently. People killed, violence in the streets. It happens everyday somewhere.
Some say it takes a village to raise a child but the "village," in case you haven't noticed, is ablaze with madness.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Walking Adventures
On yesterday's walk we found a woolie caterpillar. Linda J. said she heard that to spot these meant that winter was coming. Too bad it was a hot summer day.
Well, later that day, (yesterday) I went outdoors to go somewhere and the air was crisp and cool, a marked difference from the morning.
Ha! Must been that woolie caterpillar. ya think?
Well, later that day, (yesterday) I went outdoors to go somewhere and the air was crisp and cool, a marked difference from the morning.
Ha! Must been that woolie caterpillar. ya think?
We like Kevin
Emus are interesting creatures. I seriously laugh whenever I think about how cool Kevin is. The thing that makes me laugh the most is considering that he is a giant bird!
I like birds. Ever since I was little I have liked birds. I used to catch pigeons with old Albert's assistance of course, and make them my pets. Often times the birds had a broken wing or leg or something and I would simply feed them until they were well again and let them go. I have had conures, parakeets, cockatiels, a cockatoo, chickens, ducks, guinea fowl, and finches, and now we have an emu.
I love that he ( or possibly she) looks so much like a "dinosaur." It reminds me of reading about the dodo bird they say has been extinct since the 17th century an other dinosauric looking bird. I think most people would see a skeleton of such a large bird and easily think it ives millions of years ago simply due to the size if nothing else. We are trained that way. I kinda feel like I have a living dinosaur right in my yard, not only that I can pet it.
Each day we go out, at least one of us and pet the bird who basically turns to mush as we pet it. Kevin is really cute, but still offish in many ways. If we ever find the original owners it would be hard to part with him because we kinda like him being around.
The weather though has gotten cooler and I wonder what to do with an emu in winter.
I like birds. Ever since I was little I have liked birds. I used to catch pigeons with old Albert's assistance of course, and make them my pets. Often times the birds had a broken wing or leg or something and I would simply feed them until they were well again and let them go. I have had conures, parakeets, cockatiels, a cockatoo, chickens, ducks, guinea fowl, and finches, and now we have an emu.
I love that he ( or possibly she) looks so much like a "dinosaur." It reminds me of reading about the dodo bird they say has been extinct since the 17th century an other dinosauric looking bird. I think most people would see a skeleton of such a large bird and easily think it ives millions of years ago simply due to the size if nothing else. We are trained that way. I kinda feel like I have a living dinosaur right in my yard, not only that I can pet it.
Each day we go out, at least one of us and pet the bird who basically turns to mush as we pet it. Kevin is really cute, but still offish in many ways. If we ever find the original owners it would be hard to part with him because we kinda like him being around.
The weather though has gotten cooler and I wonder what to do with an emu in winter.
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