Thursday, March 29, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
Big Girl Paper Dolls
It's like paper dolls for big girls: Polyvore! If you're feeling the need to play a little, try it out! I can see using it for wardrobe planning, and just plain playing with "paper" dolls.
Labels:
autumn style,
Dorothy Perkins,
fashion,
James Perse,
Laura Ashley,
Melissa Odabash,
polyvore,
Repetto,
style,
Wet Seal
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Still she stays
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Roadside Relic: Old Homestead
This chimney leans as the only remnant of the home that once was here. Standing at the top of a gentle rise, the windows would have caught gentle breezes for relief from the summer heat. Surrounding trees, now broken, would have shielded the home from winter's blast. The laughter of children would have wandered on the wind. Now, only the whispers of the pines break the solitude.
Even this column is now tumbled down, the victim of a March storm. Soon the kudzu will bury all under its emerald pall. But the pines will still whisper the story of the home that was.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Destructive Creativity
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Roadside Relic: King Cotton's Old Ride
One grandfather was, for a time, a cotton farmer; the other grandfather was a cotton ginner. I remember heaping-full cotton trailers wobbling down two-lane roads whose edges were downy from errant bolls. But those days are gone. Cotton is now loaded into module builders in the field before it is compressed into a giant semi-trailer-sized brick which is covered with a tarp before being trucked away.
But those cotton trailers hauled more than cotton: off-season you could see them hauling household goods, and, since ginning season was, hopefully over by Halloween, they were ideal for hay rides.
No more.
What do you remember?
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King Cotton has upgraded his ride. |
But those cotton trailers hauled more than cotton: off-season you could see them hauling household goods, and, since ginning season was, hopefully over by Halloween, they were ideal for hay rides.
No more.
What do you remember?
Labels:
antique,
cotton trailer,
cotton wagon,
roadside relic
Saturday, March 3, 2012
When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed . . .
I am blessed. Whatever else may happen, I cannot forget that.
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Portent |
Today was one of those unsettled days--windy, temperatures in the 80s, angry clouds. The weathermap was covered in red and yellow boxes. Despite the predictions, the resident dragon and I bucked the gale force winds and made the hour trek into work.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Roadside Relic: Ma Bell's Land Lines
Labels:
antiques,
cell phone,
nostalgia,
roadside relic,
telephone
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