9 posts tagged “purple”
Things on Tuesday:
Yucky list
1. I think I have some sort of bug, grrr. I have a really mean headache.
2. Although it may be connected to my cycle Grr again.
3. my face seems to have decided to break out big time
4. the weather has been so cold. I want sweatshirt weather, not coat weather
5. I just feel yucky, It will pass, hopefully soon
6. was feeling a little sick during class last night, sat near the door just in case I had to make a quick exit
Yummy List
1. I learned a lot in class last night, lots of things that did not quite make sense to me just clicked
2. My teacher was great last night, he must have been sick or tired first night, classmate took a great picture of him too. If she posts it I will link to it. (Hint Sherry)
3. Got to know a few of my classmates a little more and am thinking of extending an invite to my classmates to go to the unofficial dump together.
4. I need to fill the bird feeders because my yard seems to be full of them! YAY!
5. The sun is shining at the moment
6. I am getting to know my camera a bit better
7. fresh smoothies for breakfast are yummy
8. I rode the bus to class yesterday for free
9. my plum tree (non fruiting damn) is blossoming
10. mystery purple flowers blooming in my back yard (shown above)
11. I am alive and breathing and below two handmade blankets, hot cup of pomegranite green tea with local honey swirled inside, really, what is better than that?
well, maybe this
Here is my Friday offering to you.
That store, what we always called the "little store" was where I would walk my baby brother and sister to to get candy, soda, and milk. I would walk with their tiny hand in mine, crossing streets cautiously together, excitedly choosing candy to bring home. Then I would carry their tiny body home on my back, they would be too tired to walk all the way home. I did this with such joy. I was in high school, sister was in elementary school by then, but brother was still a toddler. I did not go out with friends, or attend school dances, I played with them. I would babysit them and watch these amazing little people grow up. Now my Sister is in College, she wants to be a fashion writer for Vogue, my brother is in his last year of high school and wants to be a musician, he plays guitar and writes songs. I am SO proud of them, I feel so fortunate that I had the chance to hold those tiny hands in mine. To be a part of who they have become.
That store, what we always called the "little store" was where I would walk my baby brother and sister to to get candy, soda, and milk. I would walk with their tiny hand in mine, crossing streets cautiously together, excitedly choosing candy to bring home. Then I would carry their tiny body home on my back, they would be too tired to walk all the way home. I did this with such joy. I was in high school, sister was in elementary school by then, but brother was still a toddler. I did not go out with friends, or attend school dances, I played with them. I would babysit them and watch these amazing little people grow up. Now my Sister is in College, she wants to be a fashion writer for Vogue, my brother is in his last year of high school and wants to be a musician, he plays guitar and writes songs. I am SO proud of them, I feel so fortunate that I had the chance to hold those tiny hands in mine. To be a part of who they have become.
So here is my offering from yesterday.
I layered my clothes as much as I could. It was chilly yesterday. The sun was warm though.
I went to my favorite antique store where they gave me a large scrapbook from 1935 with hundreds of pages filled with newspaper clippings about the Dion Quintuplets. They were an oddity back then, for a woman to have 5 babies, and lived through it as well as the babies. The children were basically taken away from the parents by the Doctor who said they needed constant supervision. He made them a sideshow attraction. People drove from all over to watch them play, eat, sleep, and cry. This is how these girls were raised. Reality TV before TV. I saw a documentary about them and interviews with three of the girls. They talked about how hard it was to be raised by nurses rather than parents. Who by the way never saw a penny from the sideshow racket. They were eventually not allowed to even view the children from the visitors area.
Sad.
I layered my clothes as much as I could. It was chilly yesterday. The sun was warm though.
I went to my favorite antique store where they gave me a large scrapbook from 1935 with hundreds of pages filled with newspaper clippings about the Dion Quintuplets. They were an oddity back then, for a woman to have 5 babies, and lived through it as well as the babies. The children were basically taken away from the parents by the Doctor who said they needed constant supervision. He made them a sideshow attraction. People drove from all over to watch them play, eat, sleep, and cry. This is how these girls were raised. Reality TV before TV. I saw a documentary about them and interviews with three of the girls. They talked about how hard it was to be raised by nurses rather than parents. Who by the way never saw a penny from the sideshow racket. They were eventually not allowed to even view the children from the visitors area.
Sad.
How bout some color?
We had a wind storm roll through the area yesterday, a few trees went down in my area and school let out early which my nephew was thrilled about. A tree fell on his street so I got some free wood for next year to keep me warm. So before the wind came in I went to the backyard and snapped some pictures. I was in my slippers and snowman pajamas. Tip toeing around huge mushrooms. I took several pictures of my monkey tree.
Then this morning it poured so hard I thought the roof would give in, then as fast as it started it stopped. The sun came out, I decided to shed the ducky pajamas and take a quick walk before it gets nasty again. It was so fresh out there, all of the trees that were so full of beautiful red and orange leaves were almost all bare. Some completely bare. All leaves stripped of leaves within a 24 hour period. The sidewalks full of leaves, drains clogged. I kicked them around a bit, then it started to cloud over again. I came home, heated up some water and had a cup of blackberry sage tea with a bit of honey harvested near my home. So, here are some photos I took.
I have been under the weather, stupid cold! So I decided to post a few pictures I took the same day I walked on the bridge. I am hoping my fever that i have had for 3 days now will miraculously go away by tomorrow.
Tomorrow is a holiday on my husbands side of the family, it is called Thanksmas. Husbands grandparents move to Arizona and winter there, so they miss the holidays. His family is so large that they really do ALL get together. Husbands mom is one of 5 kids, all 5 kids will be there along with their kids and their grandkids. We give modest gifts, like homemade banana bread, cookies, and crafts. I usually make soap but have not had time to make it, so I mounted some of my photos on cards making a small package of stationary. We have been celebrating Thanksmas for at least 8 years, maybe more. One of husbands cousins is about 7 years old and asked his dad how other peoples families celebrate Thanksmas. CUTE! It is just a time we all get together and talk loud and laugh louder. Hope I feel better *crosses fingers*
Tomorrow is a holiday on my husbands side of the family, it is called Thanksmas. Husbands grandparents move to Arizona and winter there, so they miss the holidays. His family is so large that they really do ALL get together. Husbands mom is one of 5 kids, all 5 kids will be there along with their kids and their grandkids. We give modest gifts, like homemade banana bread, cookies, and crafts. I usually make soap but have not had time to make it, so I mounted some of my photos on cards making a small package of stationary. We have been celebrating Thanksmas for at least 8 years, maybe more. One of husbands cousins is about 7 years old and asked his dad how other peoples families celebrate Thanksmas. CUTE! It is just a time we all get together and talk loud and laugh louder. Hope I feel better *crosses fingers*
And here is what I saw!
Another Hodge podge of photo's from yesterday's walk. It was a bit windy and chilly. I got attacked by yet another orange cat wanting to be loved. Who am I to say no to kitties that want to purr and be scratched under soft chins. I am unsure of a walk today, it is supposed to be nasty. Maybe : )
These pictures don't even capture the intensity of the colors, it actually feels shocking to see them, the yellows and reds almost hurt to look at. It is a GREAT weekend getaway spot for anyone.We dined at the Calico Cupboard where we had Veggie Chili in a homemade bread bowl, fresh salad with homemade dressing, Clam chowder made from the catch of local fisherman, chunks of fresh soft flax seed bread served with farm made butter and freshly made strawberry freezer jam. Everything in the bakery wanted to come home with me, but it was the jam and a couple of giant oatmeal raisin and peanut butter cookies that won. It was really neat too, I heard so many different languages yesterday, russian, japanese, indian, korean, spanish, french, and some I had no idea. Indian women with brightly colored wraps, Monks with heads shaved and brown robes. All of us came together from all parts of the world to look at pretty flowers. All the different cultures just enriched the experience, made me feel like I was in a much bigger community than here in Puyallup. Is this the answer to world peace? Pretty flowers? I felt so peaceful yesterday. Lovely day, now I am off to hide easter eggs for my little niece before she wakes up.
