Sunday, August 31, 2014

I am a pluviophile...


pluviophile (n) a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days




photo:  "Tompkins Sq. Park" (1967), James Jowers (American b. 1938)  

Friday, August 29, 2014

Decanter...


This afternoon my good friend Megan and I made a trip to our local junk store. Spotting a collection of newly-arrived perfume bottles, she informed me of their presence.  After making my way towards them, I found they were a group of old Avon cologne decanters.  Nestled amongst the lot was a happily-familiar black bottle in the form of an old-fashioned schoolroom desk, complete with an apple perched on top.  It was just the same as the little decanter my mother used to have sitting atop her piano when I was a boy.  Responding jubilantly, I bought it.  Now it sits next to my laptop here bringing me much joy.  



Inferiority...


"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
-Eleanor Roosevelt



A Gift from a Friend...


-four sweet gourds...three on my bookshelf, one on my coffee table; lovely as-is, or sanded lightly and waxed to accentuate their pallid, ochre tones; possibly even primed and painted in bold navy and yellow...



illustration:  "Seed Annual" (1898)

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Satisfaction...


How satisfied I am to scrub free of resin an old burgundy-colored tile I found in the creek bed last year.



Monday, August 25, 2014

Dun...


Despite the presence, in my garden, of hummingbirds and blue jays,  I do have a fondness for the little dun-colored ones and the ones which look as though they have been dusted with soot.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Repurposing...


Yesterday, I finally gave in and dismantled my old standing fan.  In spite of many applications of WD-4O over the last couple of years, I was unsuccessful in getting it to stop squeaking, and a squeaking fan I cannot tolerate.  

Anticipating a wall art crafting project in the near future, I happily salvaged the fan's wire caging and am now looking forward to a productive trip to the local hardware store for supplies.  I'm thinking:  high-gloss spray paint in exquisite colors, the addition of old brass or bronze pieces to the caging, and mirrors!

Friday, August 15, 2014

Trust, Rest...


At the end of the day, the great secret is this:
to know Jesus and to trust Him, trust Him, trust Him.
To be in Him and to trust Him, there is happiness.



-image from "The supreme sacrifice and other poems in time of war" (1919), John Stanhope Arkwright
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