Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Graffiti and flowers on a brick wall.
Two friends pose in front of a sea wall.
You have to enlarge this one to understand why my girlfriend
turned the car around so we could go back for me to
take the picture. After enlarging let me know if you don't get it....hint
think Bible Belt irony.
Playing with reflections.
Upside down right side up.
Redo with colored pencils.
Monday, September 28, 2009
They form an obstacle course of slips and falls if accidentally stepped on (especially for my less than surefooted self) into and out of my house. When paired with the aforementioned slimy steps and some wet leaves, an autumn trip to see me is an act of bravery. Perhaps I should post a Visitors Beware sign down by the mailbox.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
I wanted to try and paint one.
I'm not happy with it. It's overworked and doesn't do the original credit. It's clear to me that I need a lot of practice. It's been a long time since I got out my paints and brushes. I'll have to give this one another try.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Lots of rain also makes my front steps slick with slime. Slime which makes them a hazard. I know how slippery they can be and walk down them carefully and slowly when it has been raining. I've watched more than one person slip on them in the past couple of years and always caution everyone..."Be careful."
My number came up this week. I was taking each wet step one careful step at a time. As I reached the third step from the bottom, I thought with relief, "if I fall now at least I won't break anything." Just as fast as I completed the thought, my feet flew out from under me and I slid down the last three steps. Nothing was broken, but I sure bruised my backside. The good news is that since it was raining, no one was loitering around outside to witness me sitting on the sidewalk trying to collect the contents of my purse along with my pride.
As my co-workers say, we're dialing for dollars.
Sing along with me to the tune of Rawhide (for those of you old enough to remember that old western...wasn't Clint Eastwood McDreamy then?) Everyone now sing with me....Calling, calling, calling. Keep those phones a ringing....
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Whatever the cause for any lingering division by adulthood, the truth is siblings understand things that no friend ever will. They know things about us that we don't want anyone else to know. Family dynamics are curious things aren't they?
There was more than a fair amount of animosity between these two boys when they were growing up. I am happy to say they have resolved their differences and like each other now....my two oldest sons.
To the outside world we all grow old, but not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time. -Clara Ortega
PS. These great photos are from my stash of 'borrowed' pictures from the World Wide Web of Delightful Images. This excludes the last 2 cuties.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
B. E. Sunny, President
W.R. Abbott, Superintendent
RULES FOR TROUBLEMEN
Put up a good front. It is not necessary to advertise any tailor shop, neither is it necessary to go about your work looking like a coal heaver. Overalls can look as respectable as anything else, but they must at least show that they are on speaking terms with the laundryman, and shoes must have a bowing acquaintance with the bootblack.
Make the liveryman wash and oil your wagon and harness, and do not tie the harness up with wire longer than is necessary to get proper repairs. The same may be said of your suspenders and buttons.
Don't pitch dry batteries into the bed of your wagon to be hauled around day after day with broken insulators, bolts, wire, pole steps, and what not. Don't neglect to memorize the fact that the supply houses are not running charitable institutions for the benefit of the company.
Go about your business cheerfully and quietly. When you enter a residence don't overlook the floormat. If requested to go around to the back door, don't consider yourself insulted, but try to realize that the lady of the house may not have a maid, and is only trying to save work for herself. Say good morning or evening; it doesn't cost anything and shows you started out right at home.
If compelled to do anything that makes a litter, ask for a newspaper to catch the trash. The lady of the house will be grateful.
Close the door when you go out, not forgetting to shut the front gate.
When you leave be sure you have looked over everything carefully and have anticipated, as far as possible some future trouble.
It is not necessary to tell the lady of the house that her telephone is worn out and no good. She may think as much herself. Tell her that her telephone is as good as anybody's, and back it up by making it so.
Be courteous and polite, and don't be afraid to hand out a little jolly occasionally. It doesn't hurt anybody's feelings to be jollied a little.
Treat everybody as you like to be treated, not forgetting your horse. If you want to feel the horse's side of it, just take off your coat and hat some zero day, hitch yourself to the same post with your belt and stand there about two hours. Hereafter don't forget the horse's blanket.
Don't go pellmell through the streets regardless of pedestrians as though you were going after your salary check. The fact that a man is always in a hurry doesn't always mean that he is accomplishing very much.
Remember that you do more to raise or lower the company's profits per subscriber than anything else except a sleet-storm or a fire, depending on how many times you go back to do the thing that you should have done the first time.
Don't idle away your time, there is always something to do if you will only do it.
Don't forget to report to the proper party things that you see that need attention.
If you will do today what somebody would put off until tomorrow you need not worry about your future.
Cultivate the friendship of the people with whom you do business, it makes friends for the company, and friendship is essential to true success.
Study your business and try to improve the quality of your work.
Remember that you are working more nearly on honor than any other employee of the company, considering that necessarily the troubleman has less supervision than other employees, hence you should come across with a square deal.
Report for duty promptly and don't be afraid to work overtime.
If you don't like your job, resign. It will be better for you and the company.
L. C. Jones, Plant Superintendent
Saturday, September 19, 2009
I stalked the birdies for some close ups...but they weren't having any of it.
This is as close as I could get.
Parked for the evening
Catch of the day
Key lime pie for four
With strawberry sauce on top. Yummy delicious.
Overcast, dreary day....this is not a black and white photo folks.
Just a colorless day....
A good time was had by all
We're already talking about next year!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
So while we are deep in conversation, I notice, out of the corner of my eye, a group of guys come in, place their orders and one by one sit down across from us. It was then that I realized our two groups were displaying a perfect illustration of the differences between men and women.
This is what those guys looked like eating their breakfast together:
While this isn't a picture of us at breakfast that morning, we are sitting in the same format that we were that day.....face to face, ready to listen to each other.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
After driving back and forth, up and down one way streets for 2 1/2 hours, I headed home to download my pictures. As luck (or lack of skill) would have it, none of my street scenes made me happy. I finally decided on the best picture for the theme, posted it and you can see it here if you want to.
Since I have oodles of other pictures, I thought I would post a few of them here.
These two abandoned buildings were in the warehouse district.I think there is a kind of beauty in the deterioration.
The last photo was taken close to home. I drove down a road that has fallen into disuse since a newer larger straighter road was built about 10 years ago. I found abandoned tires, an abandoned boarded up house, lots of potholes, and this....a ladder back chair out in the middle of a field of grass..nothing else around it...no house...no nothing....just the chair....
Sunday, September 6, 2009
grocery store. It's almost completely eaten up.
Unfortunately, the climate of the Southeastern US proved too beneficial for kudzu. During the summer, its vines can grow as much as a foot a day. They climb trees, power poles, cover abandoned structures, anything they come in contact with. Under perfect conditions they can grow as much as 60 feet a year. Whole forests have been choked to death because the kudzu prevents the trees from getting any sunlight. The vines are almost indestructible taking between 4 to 10 years to be completely destroyed by herbicides.
I thought those of you who don't live here in the South might like to know a little more about where I live. As for me, I hate seeing the stuff take over trees and hillsides.