On this day of parades and picnics, please take a minute to remember those who lost their lives so that we can have parades and picnics.
Take a look at My Town Monday to see what others have to say about their towns on this day. And, as always, feel free to leave me a comment, or a stone (o), to let me know you’ve been by.
It’s been a little while since I’ve been here. We spent the last week in New York City for our oldest daughter’s college graduation. Its been a long time since we’ve had time away from the Village of Peninsula, population 602. Being surrounded by 8 million people is a bit different from being in my Valley. So much to see and to do: we walked miles and miles, and ate French, Thai, Japanese and diner food. We visited the Metropolitan Museum of Art a couple of times, and would have gone back if they had been open.
Ellis Island, part of the National Park Service, was a powerful place. Between 1892 and 1954, more that 12 million immigrants entered the United States through this small island. Stories and artifacts gave a taste of the experiences of many or our ancestors. I was deeply moved.
Now we are back in NE Ohio, where rain has become a 4 letter word. Rivers and fields are flooded, and ducks and geese glide where crops should be planted. Wednesday’s storm, with high winds, rain, thunder, lightening and hail damaged my garden, and changed my planting plans once again.
The sun is out today, a welcome change from the gray we have experienced this spring. What’s happening in your neck of the woods? As always, feel free to leave me a comment, or a stone (o), to let me know you’ve stopped by.
Spring has finally come to my town, the Village of Peninsula, population 602. We have had 2 days with sunshine and without rain! The redbuds are in bloom; people are emerging, smiling, welcoming the green that isn’t mold. Take a look at Spring in my Valley. And, as always, please feel free to leave me a comment, or a stone (o), to let me know you’ve stopped by. Then wander on over to My Town Monday to see what other folks have to say.
I love color and texture; the way different materials and surfaces react to light. A symphony for the eyes and a feast for the spirit. In the studio and gallery, we have lots of new work. Here’s a closer look at a few pieces.
So there we were, working on new pieces, when, in the distance, we thought we heard bagpipes. It was hard to be sure; the river was running fast and high from all the rain we’ve had. I ventured outside, grabbing my camera, “just in case.” And there he was, playing his bagpipes to the river. I’m told he comes by every now and then to play to her; this time we were fortunate to hear him, too.
See what other folks have to say about their towns over at My Town Monday. Did you know this is the 100th MTM post?