Aside from the striped awnings, which are great, I loved the wrought iron details on the porch of this house. I’ve not been to New Orleans, but I imagine this to be a very NOLA house.
Nice detail
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A poem for today by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I was looking for a specific type of poem and this is not that poem, but I couldn’t resist it.
I Love You
I love your lips when they’re wet with wine
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the lovelight lies
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh
Your kisses against my face.
read the rest at:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/180677
Postcard from California
From regular commenter Jan who visited while her brother was visiting. She hopes to go back. I can see why.
City of Roses update: walls.
Based on where the walls are, it looks like there will be no parking in whatever this will be.
This part of the construction seems to go so slowly. I think it’s probably because the concrete has to set and that takes time.
Shrug snafu.
I wanted the tie to hide under the apron. But it keeps popping up. I’ll have to move it down some.
New ironing board. Also, completed shrug.
The old model. Not shown: how it would shriek while setting it up, causing Antares to flee in horror. Also not shown: how it would fall down unexpectedly, sometimes right in the middle of me pressing something.
Our new ironing board friend? Looks cheery. Is manufactured in a way so it will not fall down unexpectedly. Also has the same kind of legs as the old one, so I can still use the same closet hangers.
Meanwhile, here’s a picture of my completed shrug. If I make this again I will size up one size (to accommodate my large arms) and extend the front pieces so they meet. Still, this is fine. And its very cozy.
Grabbing a photo of this house while I can.
I’ve always liked this cheery little house on Interstate, one block north of Killingsworth. I’m a fan of houses that have most of their yard in front of them. However the “zoned RH-D” sign in the front yard tells me this fellow is not long for this world. The shadow encroaching on the house is a multi-story mixed-use building of condos that went in a few years ago. Which means someone is going to want to put three or more townhouses on this lot.
Progress on Lined Swedish Shade.
Pinning so sewing can happen. It did.
Postcard from Hawaii
From my eldest Auntie who was vacationing there.
Requiem: Chain wallet.
I was 17 when I bought this wallet from a kiosk in the mall. For years it reminded me of boyfriend #3 because he had one too, though it was bigger than mine. Then it just became my wallet. I bought it because it was bad-assed, and I liked hooking my keys to my wallet. I was probably in my 20s the last time I had the wallet in the pocket and the chain attached to my belt loop. Now I appreciate the chain because I can hold the wallet and wrap the chain around my wrist, keeping my wallet and keys handily together.
Once upon a time the front had an embossed leather Harley Davidson symbol, but it fell off sometime in my 30s.
Aside from the leather giving out on one of the snaps, I’ve spent the last year or so worried that the pockets are too loose to hold the cards in anymore. So it was time to shop for a new one.
Thanks to a birthday amazon.com gift card (!!) I paid $0.38 for this wallet.
Things I like: the amount of pockets it has to hold cards, plus the bigger bill holder part (made for larger Euros, as you can see by the “money” that came with it).
Things I don’t like? The chain. It’s too thin, too long and I don’t like the clip that holds my keys. I’m going to see if a jewelry shop can swap out the old chain for the new one.
Thanks Jan! If I keep this wallet as long as I had the last one I will be 63 before I need a replacement.