29 posts tagged “black & white”

Went to the recycle center this weekend. Our local recycle pick up no longer takes glass, so we have to drive the glass to the recycle center and drop it off. While we were there I took a couple of photos. Then I went to the huge bin containing newspapers and grabbed a huge stack of it. It is time to start wrapping stuff up, priced for sale or boxed up for keeps. But I need to get going on my de-cluttering project, I have been putting it off. I know I need to do it for my own health and sanity, but there is also a layer of fear. I have held on to all this stuff to comfort me when I did not have enough inside to comfort me the way I needed to. Enough talking about it, I need action. sigh.

Also while I was grabbing stacks of newspaper I could not help but think the recycle center smelled like a frat house on a monday morning. Like stale beer and puke. Haha!

some of the black and whites from the past few days.

Husband and I saw the movie There Will Be Blood this past weekend. It was really well acted, really. The story was epic, which means it was slow but necessary for the story. Make sure your theater has comfy seats. I thought it was okay.

I am going to breakfast this morning with my Dad and his Mother. I am bringing my camera, it makes Grandma mad to get her picture taken. Haha! So I will take lots of her. : )

I could not take my eyes off of it, a tack on the wall. Holding nothing, casting a large shadow. So I decided if it was interesting enough for me to look at for 20 minutes, I should try and photograph it.

I love seeing the old cobblestone showing through the worn pavement. When I was a little girl my sister and I would spend a day with Grandma, she lived in an apartment downtown Tacoma. We would get to ride the bus, and pull the cord to let the driver know we were getting off. Sister and I used to fight over who got to pull the cord. Grandma was always very fair, we took turns. While at her apartment I would wear her 1950's high heel dress shoes, pointed toe and skinny heel. I loved the shape of them. The noise they made on the linoleum of her bathroom, I wished they fit me. We would go to the book store, and we would choose a book, I got the light in the attic by shel silverstein, that remained a favorite until.....well i guess it still is. We went to the Woolworth downtown (no longer there) We would have lunch, drink soda from a straw, and sit on stools with red vinyl seats that spun around. I asked Grandma about the bricks in the streets. She told me that ALL of the streets were made of cobblestone under the blacktop. It was easy for the horses to walk on. At that moment I could hear the hooves clicking and clacking on the bricks, I still can. Every time I see the bricks and the cobblestone peeking through, I can hear the horses and the wheels of carts being pulled bouncing on the stones. It is a wonderful sound. She remembered when the streets were mostly cobblestone. She remembered them paving over the stones.

The very first photo, makes me think about how we tend to "pave" over history, whitewash it. Erase some of the most charming and most embarrassing parts. It always finds a way to show itself though, either by repeating itself, or by the people who remember it themselves. It is always there, its form shapes us. I like it when my own cobblestones show, it gives me character.

okay, here are my new boots. I have long legs, kind of chickeny (skinny) so it is hard to find boots, jeans, tights, etc. Most boots give me "double calf syndrome" that is when the boot has a calf built in and my calf starts just before the boots calf ends. I tried to illustrate above. These boots do not give me double calf! YAY! Also, I am a bargain shopper, aka, cheap. So I also gave myself a $50 limit on how much to spend on a pair of boots. I allowed myself more because boots are more expensive than regular shoes (that limit is $25) I just will not spend bunches of money on clothes when I don't have to. These boots were $129 regular price, BUT, macy's had a half off sale +an additional $10 off that day. YAY! SO I got them for $53, I am not sure how that happened, but i was not complaining.

And that cute little hat, it is a vintage wool Pendleton that I got at an estate sale for $0.25. That's right a Quarter! Nice!

Husband and I walked downtown to grab a slice of pizza on new years eve day. It was sunny, but chilly.
I had coffee to warm my bones, husband had a pint of Mack and Jacks. We had pizza with TONS of fresh veggies on top. Delicious! Happy Monday