One More...Ok.. One More....

I could get hooked on this...

First Try...

So I downloaded a FREE program called GIMP, and attacked one of Russell's art pieces. I don't know what I'm doing, but it's a lot of fun. I posted it on Kongregrate's collabs place and actually got some feedback! I feel very artistic! I think it's pretty, but you'd never recognize it in the original.. (strike that.. reverse it)..

Second try.. I called it "Purplish"..

And Baby Makes Three...

My niece... a cell phone picture so it isn't the best, but the expression on her face is, as they say, priceless.. My sister in the background...

As I mentioned, my niece is preggers. Today we met at Mom's and I had a present from "MOM" and me. I saw these little 'onesies bouquet' things, but they were too expensive for too little, so I made my own bouquet box.

The box...
It was filled with flowers and diapers and little outfits and stuff. It was the first time the kids had really thought about dressing and fixing up the baby, and they were cute as little bugs!

Mom had a great time, and laughed and grinned and chuckled. I don't often get to see that side of her, so it was fun. She 'gets' this pregnancy thing (I think). oh.. and forgive her hair (which we now love) she won't let the hairdresser do it anymore...

Man on Wire....

This was a very intriguing movie about an extraordinary accomplishment. In 1974, Philippe Petit walked on a wire stretched between the Twin Towers in New York. Simply this. It wasn't simple, of course, because they had no permission and could not be 'found out' in order to do what they did.

The movie was made more poignant by the knowledge that this feat could, even if sanctioned, never ever be performed again.

Watching it was yet another tug at a memory that will never be lost or forgotten...

or accepted.



It's beautiful though, watching this lithe young man lie down on and dance on the wire (stills only, unfortunately, but the description by one of the policeman is fun to watch). More than a quarter mile above the street...



a picture taken from the ground of him lying on the wire... for TG, who thinks it wasn't wise...




Looking down...

Bird on Wire....

and just as brave (though she doesn't know it)

This little hummingbird was waiting on the high wires in front of my house today. She waited until I went inside and got my camera and let me take several frames and then flew away, content in her historical significance.

and she's got it now...

Incredibly Creative...

I belong to a gaming website called

<Kongregate

where i have a lot of fun catching new games. Recently they added a collab section (for collaboration, I assume) where members can go and post their images and sounds and all the fun things THEY can do with a computer..

The above image is the first one that caught my eye, and I think it's just stellar.. I added it to my wallpaper and it mixes well with Russell's glass...

It was done by a fellow who calls himself "chaosdeath" (catchy name). He has a website of some of these images.

<Chaosdeath

Visit... you'll be impressed! I just read where he won the first prize given by the website for these kinds of things, and I'm as proud as a mother hen!

I need some kind of creative program to play with and design images, cuz this looks like waaaay too much fun.

Ok.. so it took him something like 14 hours, so maybe fun isn't the exact word I'm looking for (grin).

But I may have to try SOMETHING like this...

no ..

really..

Whether or Not the Weather is Wetter or Not...

We've been having some odd weather lately.

I understand we're not alone...

Rain, some snow, wind, thunder, wind... on and off...I feel as if I'm in South Dakota.

I'm so happy that we're not having a negative impact on the world in the form of ... oh... say.. global warming.

It makes for some nice clouds, tho'..

My Hero....A.A. Milne

an odd choice, I know.

I so love his poetry, and quote it often to children (grown or not).

I recently met a gentleman named Weatherby, which brought out the old "James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree" and sent me off with a book in hand...

I quickly found a couple of my most favorite poems just because they are such a different spin on classic themes..

example...

and this is SO true no matter what age or circumstance I have ever been...

Politeness

If people ask me,
I always tell them:
"Quite well, thank you, I'm very glad to say."

If people ask me,
I always answer,
"Quite well, thank you, how are you to-day?"

I always answer,
I always tell them,
If they ask me

Politely.....

BUT SOMETIMES

I wish

That they wouldn't.


and the twin,

Independence

I never did, I never did,I never did like
"Now take care, dear!"

I never did, I never did, I never did want
"Hold-my-hand";

I never did, I never did, I never did think much of
"Not up there, dear!"

It's no good saying it.

They don't understand.


and (I think we've discussed this one at length).. one of my all time faves..


Sneezles

Christopher Robin
Had wheezles
And sneezles,
They bundled him
Into
His bed.
They gave him what goes
With a cold in the nose,
And some more for a cold
In the head.
They wondered
If wheezles
Could turn
Into measles,
If sneezles
Would turn
Into mumps;
They examined his chest
For a rash,
And the rest
Of his body for swellings and lumps.
They sent for some doctors
In sneezles
And wheezles
To tell them what ought
To be done.
All sorts and conditions
Of famous physicians
Came hurrying round
At a run.

They all made a note
Of the state of his throat,
They asked if he suffered from thirst;
They asked if the sneezles
Came after the wheezles,
Or if the first sneezle
Came first.
They said, "If you teazle
A sneezle
Or wheezle,
A measle
May easily grow.
But humour or pleazle
The wheezle
Or sneezle,
The measle
Will certainly go."
They expounded the reazles
For sneezles
And wheezles,
The manner of measles
When new.
They said "If he freezles
In draughts and in breezles,
Then PHTHEEZLES
May even ensue."


Christopher Robin
Got up in the morning,
The sneezles had vanished away.
And the look in his eye
Seemed to say to the sky,
"Now, how to amuse them to-day?"


I also thought that Ernest Shepard's illustrations were spot on, and couldn't imagine any others, especially in the older books. Such joyful, thoughtful, imagineful children! (although he apparently didn't think much of his work on them).


and, of course, I could go on forever...

I plan on reading all of them to my new grand niece...

frequently.