There But For the Grace....

Wyatt Burp (PFS) (in the post below, with Shrieky) came home after their little excursion and the next day her granddaughter, who is 14 and APPARENTLY not very bright, was in an accident. Seems she 'borrowed' her great grandmother's car and went joy riding with a friend. The friend was smart enough to wear a seat belt, which probably saved her life. She... well.. I'll let her grandmother do the talking here..

"they went to see her boyfriend about 12 miles away. It had been raining and they were on the way home. She was apparantely driving too fast and lost control of the car on a bad curve. The car spun around in the road a few times before coming to rest in a ditch. My grandaughter Elizabeth was throw out through the back windshield - she was not wearing her seatbelt either - and landed in a ditch. The car was totaled, as the trunk of the car is now in the back seat. She has several bad cuts on her face, a fairly severe concussion, a bruised lung and possibly some internal injuries since she keeps throwing up blood. She was taken by ambulance to the local hospital and after staying there until 6:00 this morning they transported her to a larger hospital better equiped to deal with what the ER doctor called pediatric trauma.

It seems that she will be ok. They will be doing more test this morning. "


and, since they haven't seemed to get through to her (BLESS THEIR HEARTS!)

it's my turn..

As you all know, I hope to be traveling out 'that way' this Fall. (What, you didn't? Well, consider yourselves warned! (grin))

I've scheduled a talk with the 'child'..

I'm bringing literature and figures..

I sent a hug for Janet to give to her for now, with the instructions to be ready for the talk..

The car..


Rear View...


Side View.. you can see the broken rear windshield..



They were very very lucky...

Very ...

Oh yeah... she was recovering from cracked vertebrae from a fall while cheerleading, too..

We definitely need to have a talk...

soon..

So I Get This Call...

So I get this call (actually a picture) sent to me today from Shrieky and PFS..

Together

Visiting SOMEWHERE in Tennessee..

In the Snow...

With each additional element added to the resultant phone call, I became increasingly depressed..

Two of my favorite people.

Together.

Tennessee.

Snow.

So just for that, I'm closing Tennessee tomorrow...

Prepare for snow.

neener neener back atcha PFS...(and what the hell is that in your hand??)

Andrew Wyeth R.I.P...

I love the dog on the pillow... Where all good dogs belong...

I have always had a fond spot in my heart for Andrew Wyeth's work. I love the feelings expressed and the independence of his landscapes.

I do not, however, have any of his work on my walls because of, oddly enough, his palate. The agelessness of his images draws me to his work, yet I want more color. I find this strange... but, to quote Winona Ryder in Beetlejuice "that's because I myself AM strange and unusual".




This has that 'road away from here' feel to it. Again, if I lived in as dreary a landscape, I'd be gone long before this painting was even a thought! Come to think of it, I feel the same way about where I live right now!

So, I was sorry to hear of his death, but happy that he had a long and apparently happy life.

You couldn't tell by some of his work, tho ...


This image always haunts me. I learned the truth behind it only today, and it gave an entirely different meaning than the one I invented. Funny how things aren't what you think they are... or are more than you think they are... or are..

Oh the heck with it..

Good life, Andrew.. Good life...

It's About Time...

In more ways than one...

I got some fossils last year. I'm fascinated by the age of things on this sweet blue planet. It was my intention to put them in some shadow boxes and put them on the wall somewhere..

Notice I said last year...

I had the boxes (actually, this is the second set), and decided to add them over a poster that I once loved, but was less than the stellar thing I wanted to see every time I turned that corner in the hall.

Last year...

So I did it today.

and, except for the fact that the boxes were harder to hang than they should, and that makes them ... well.. OFF, a little, I'm pleased with the results.

In this grouping over the tree (of life... get it? ha!) you will find some fossilized ammonites (the big curly thingys), some split rock fossils, one crawling thingy that has little multifaceted eyes (a trilobite - Metacanthina, only a couple of million years old), and two flat pieces of fossilized rocks (Stromatolites) that are 2.56 BILLION YEARS OLD. That's B as in Billion... From Wyoming, no less... go figure!

Unless you're one of those "the earth is 6,000 years old' people...

Then these are just a bunch of pretty rocks..


Here's a close up of the eyes...

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Just a Great Song for a Friday....

Hans Theesink, Donovan, Arlo Guthrie - Columbus Stockade

I ran across this while I was researching Hans Theesink for a blues CD I'm making for a young friend who has no idea of the origins of the music (!) he loves...