This photo, taken yesterday at Green Hill Cemetery, really represents my day today.
These are the fruits of the female ginkgo tree. They smell like vomit.
I won’t go into details.
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My co-workers often walk in Green Hill Cemetery during lunch. Sometimes I join them. Today the gusty wind was a little too much for me, but I got a few photos. Maybe next time I’ll take some art supplies and make rubbings. It’s a beautiful old cemetery.
Found some great rusty metal pieces in the scrap bin behind the art building. These will make some interesting prints on fabric and paper.
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I have a weird cold and between that and dealing with depression I didn’t feel like picking up the camera for a few days, thus the break in the visual journal entries. I was home sick from work Wednesday and Friday. I felt better Thursday and Saturday, so it is like this virus fools me into thinking I’m about over it, I get up and out and start feeling better, then it wakes me up at 4 a.m. yelling “Fooled ya!” I really need to get some exercise and sunshine to help with my depression, but this damned virus is determined to keep me in the hole.
This is what my bed looked like at 4:30 a.m.I think that I’ll make a doctor appointment to look at changing or moving off my medication, although I’m always afraid that she’ll make me go to a psychiatrist, and I can’t afford that. If she does, I’ll just switch to a different general practitioner. Art retreats are my therapy, and I do have several lined up for the year ahead. Plus exercise, sunshine, and some socialization will help.
Anyway, I may go over to Susanne’s as planned to do a little marbling. I’ve been looking forward to it.
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A boy and his chainsawA retro blog. Yesterday Sandy bought a small chainsaw and we worked in the back yard. The main accomplishment was transforming the 20 foot tall fig tree to a bush again. I raked the leaves out of the front garden and transplanted a couple of foxgloves and lenten roses, then sat on a yoga mat and pulled up ground ivy and vinca. There is still much work to do. I was a little sorry that he took down the redbud tree but it was covered in wild grapevine and getting on the roof of the back building so it needed to be done.
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The weather turned warm today but we still have a lot of snow around in the shade.
What is my husband doing to these cats!!! We try to give Pablocito a dose of his own medicine now and then. I have to say that his constant quest for dominance is really getting on my nerves, and of course on Theo and Lucy’s nerves as well.
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Chuck and Greg took me to Fincastle’s Diner for lunch. They have a special Mardi Gras menu this time of year and the food is great. We all had fried crawfish tails and I had a oyster po-boy on Gambino’s bread that the owner has shipped up for this event every year. Can’t wait to go back. Oh, and Jaybird, one of the waiters, sung a birthday song to me and got everybody in the restaurant to sing along. He’s a great singer.
I turned 53 today.
I loved these crystals in the mud on the sidewalk this morning.
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Sandy and I went out for my birthday, which is actually on the 17th. This was a really tasty porter, smooth and sweet.
There was a beautiful full moon tonight, but I couldn’t get a good shot of it.
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This is the little valentine sachet I wove and stitched for my mother yesterday and today. Now it smells heavily of lavender in here, too much. I am surprised the scent is so strong because it came from a bunch of lavender I got 2.5 years ago from Matthews Farm Museum.
I know I’ve missed Valentine’s Day. I don’t do holidays or birthdays well, especially this one. There are some bad memories associated with it. She didn’t remember it either so it’s okay. I’ll send it to her on Monday.
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This is Ladybug Cupid, aka Shaquana Suggs. She says that every time you see a ladybug, your love life gets better, so she goes out and spreads the love on Valentine’s Day. Sandy and I saw her at Old Town Draught House at lunch.
This is full snow day #2. It is 59 degrees outside! So nice to have an unexpected 4.5 day weekend. Maybe we’ll go hiking tomorrow. Sandy worked from home again today. I am impressed with the way he helps his customers. He doesn’t consider it a skill, but he really does have a gift for customer service. I don’t have the patience for it.
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The Back Forty this afternoon.We’re in the midst of the first full snow day of this storm. Five inches with a layer of ice first thing this morning, more snow coming down now at noon with several more inches expected. My husband is a help desk tech and is set up in the next room taking calls on his laptop. I get to hear what he actually does for a living today, although he says that it is a very slow day for him. The kittens are excited that he is here doing something different.
Pablocito has been following me and showing a lot of dominance behavior toward me this morning. I bent over to pick up some papers he knocked off the counter and he got on the back of my head and “bit” me and held it the same way he does to Theo. Didn’t hurt a bit but I understand how Theo feels now. It was much funnier to me that it was to Theo, though.
Theo got a little taste of paws in the snow, but he did not like it. I remember Ozzie, a feral cat that I loved and finally socialized, sitting in the snow in the yard crying. I went out and got him and dried him with a towel. Ozzie was Squirt’s brother and he and Theo looked very much alike. I’m so glad that I don’t have to worry about my feral cat colony in bad weather anymore.I have been wasting time on Facebook all morning, and once the kittens got quiet, decided to iron some fabric scraps for weaving and mending that quilt. I can’t iron with the boys around because they think that the electric cord is great fun to play with as it moves back and forth. Here’s what I found, along with the iron on the floor.
I guess we know who is in charge here. I think that I’ll take a nap.
