Roadside Relic: At Your Service

Do you remember service stations?  The attendant would run out, fill your tank, wash the windshield, check your tire pressure, and check your oil.  He'd also inquire about the family, pass on community information, and wish you a good day--all for a quarter a gallon.

What do you remember?

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.

Still she stays

Killdeer are funny little birds.  Sandpipers that they are, they scamper along on skinny little legs, and bounce up and down when not running.

Roadside Relic: Patience



Patience

 I wonder:  what are the vultures waiting for?  Are they waiting for some unfortunate to happen by?  Are they waiting to wind to bring a scent of lunch?  What do you think?

Chasing Turkeys--Literal and Metaphorical

Turkeys on the road

Yesterday was one of those days that just seemed to take on a life of its own.

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.



Destructive Creativity

Ideas galore!

Okay, own up to it . . . you have a pile of magazines that contain projects and crafts that you'll work on when you get "'round to it."  I know I certainly do!