All you need is a base...a bat...and a ball. And a pitcher and catcher!
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Nice job, Big D.?
Come rain or come shine style icon, Tziporah Salamon always looks absolutely fabulous. I caught her on a way to a meeting in SoHo, when it started to pour all of a sudden. Tziporah and I ran across the street to a semi -covered building and got some great shots.
The Big H celebrated her first birthday recently. The first two were taken early that morning at the local Dunn Bros.
Happy birthday, Big H. Your Papa's got your back.
And, she likes Papa's hat.
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But, she liked the cake more.?
Happy birthday, Big H. Your Papa's got your back.
This past week I got together with Judith Boyd, the 69 year old blogger behind the inspiring and heartfelt Style Crone blog. I met Judith last year and was touched my her amazing story and wonderful style- I have been following her blog ever since.Judith's husband Nelson was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer in 2005. In July of 20120 they started a style blog as means to creative collaboration and healing. I asked The Style Crone to share a few words about how blogging and dressing up have helped her through challenging times. You can read her inspiring words below and make sure to check out her blog HERE."Style Crone was launched in July of 2010 in the midst of living with my husband Nelson's rare form of cancer, which was diagnosed in 2005. Style Crone would not exist without his encouragement and support. Believing that style is healing, we began the blog together. Nelson was my photographer as I created outfits, frequently including pieces from my vintage collection and always a hat, as we faced his treatments, procedures and the progression of his disease. 'What To Wear To Chemo' became a regular series. Taking photos of my outfit in the exam room before the physician arrived provided distraction, a strategy to deal with anxiety and the active choice to thrive in the midst of intrusive treatments when so many things were outside of our control. 'Bloom Where You're Planted' was also an ongoing feature, with a photo of The SC in a favorite hat. It had become clear that our difficult journey included new and meaningful insights along with unpredictability and the awareness that every moment was precious.
Nelson transitioned in April of last year, and I blogged throughout the experience of his death. What began as a blog about outfits, aging and caregiving became a blog about outfits and grieving. Style Crone provided a lifeline as I described my experience of loss through style, painting on the blank canvas of my life. Processing my transformation through creativity became an exercise in mindfulness. I received support from a community of bloggers and readers, and found comfort in continuing the blog that was born in collaboration with my beloved life partner of 33 years, who was no longer physically present. As I approach the anniversary of Nelson's death and internalize his many gifts, I feel hopeful with a softening of sadness and vulnerability. I am aware that I am moving forward, knowing that the magic of our relationship will be with me always."
Judith Boyd
The Style Crone
Judith Boyd
The Style Crone
Meet Big B.
I have two children, a daughter and son. This is B. The daughter is the Big S. Although, she doesn't like to be referred to as the Big anything. B and his lovely wife are the parents of the Big D and the Big H.
B is the creative, mischevious sort. When he was in JH and HS, he and his friends invented a game called Ping Pong Pelt. In short, a game of table tennis was played to a winning score of 3. The loser had to lift up his shirt (yes...all guys) and put it over his head so he couldn't see. The winning player could then SLAM the ping pong ball from across to table into the losing players body. The shirt was to protect the face. The objective was to leave a welt from the ball hitting the skin.
It was a hilarious game. Well, the sound effects were hilarious. There were many nights I heard a "smack" followed immediately by an "OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW" and screams of laughter.
The conclusion of the game always invovled showing off the welts and more laughter.
OK..it's a guy thing.
Here's his new game.
Thanks B!
I ran into artist, Elke Kuhn, at turban making workshop put on by the milliners guild last night. She looked as fantastic as ever in her wonderful accessories and wonderful hat. Elke and I are making a date for me to visit her at her house. I can't wait to see all of her amazing creations!
Last Saturday night, about 11:00 pm, I experimented with longer exposures.
It was a beautiful night, no visible moon, no wind, and no mosquitoes! A perfect night to set up the tripod and see what we can do with the "B" setting. "B" stands for bulb. With this setting, the shutter stays open for as long as you hold it down.
Necessary items:
The first two images are of solar lights on a glass table-top. The exposure on the first was about 10 seconds. The exposure on the second was about 15 seconds (smaller apature setting)
I was rather excited about this last photo. The exposure was about 15 minutes. I was stunned to see shadows on the water and how sharp the image was. The lights are small garden solar lights.
It was a beautiful night, no visible moon, no wind, and no mosquitoes! A perfect night to set up the tripod and see what we can do with the "B" setting. "B" stands for bulb. With this setting, the shutter stays open for as long as you hold it down.
Necessary items:
- Tripod. You can't hold the camera steady without it.
- A shutter release: A cable that connects to the camera with a button you push to release the shutter. This has a lock on it so you can push it, lock it, and walk away while the shutter remains open.
- If you have auto focus lenses, you want to turn them to manual focus. The auto focus activates a small gyroscope which can cause the camera to vibrate in the tripod with the longer exposures. This is NOT good for image clarity.
The first two images are of solar lights on a glass table-top. The exposure on the first was about 10 seconds. The exposure on the second was about 15 seconds (smaller apature setting)
I was rather excited about this last photo. The exposure was about 15 minutes. I was stunned to see shadows on the water and how sharp the image was. The lights are small garden solar lights.
I definitely will try this again. ?
Debra Rapoport always has the most amazing accessories, most of which she makes by hand out of recycled materials. People always stop her to ask about her wonderful industrial felt hats and bracelets and lately she has been selling them right on the spot. Debra says, " Everyone these days is so into E-commerce, well I'm about Me-Commerce-I am my own store." If you do want to indulge in a little E-Commerce, which could eventually lead to some Me-Commerce feel free to email Debra at Debrathenutritionista@gmail.com .
Within the scope of my job, I have the privilege of working with some very smart people. Now, I've had my hands deep inside a number of Windows systems. I've even tinkered a bit with Linux, Open BSD, BSD, and a few others. But, I met my match when I ran into the AS400. Just keeping track of the names is confusing enough for me. It is commonly known as the AS400, the I Series, the System i, and the i5.
I have been corrected for my lack of correct terminology a few times by this gentlemen:
Meet Doug.
I have been corrected for my lack of correct terminology a few times by this gentlemen:
Meet Doug.
Doug is our i5 starship captain. Today we celebrated his 3 years with the company and he was gracious enough to invite me to his celebratory lunch. I had to pay for my own lunch. iSeries guys are like that.
But, he KNOWS this system. And, he's been a great asset to us. And, he's cracked me up more than a few times.
THANKS DOUG!?
I stopped by Ilona Royce Smithkin's apartment to show her a copy of the Advanced Style book. Check out her reaction to seeing herself in print, in the video above. The book also includes an amazing conversation between Ilona and Dita Von Teese! I'm having a great time showing all the ladies their photographs in my book and can't wait to celebrate its release May 22.
About 100 years ago, I spent three summers guiding canoe trips into the BWCA and Quetico Provincial Forest. Those were great times. I spent many nights around a camp fire. I had the chance to see both bull and cow moose with calf (yes, they are really big!), bears (closer than you want to be to them), and plenty of other wild life.
Mike and Jeff were two of the guides. Over the summers, we became good friends. We used to have portage contests. A portage is when you can't paddle any longer because you have either run out of lake or the rapids are too dangerous. So, you pick up everything and carry it to the next lake or around the rapids.
Now, a true guide never put his canoe down. That was...unacceptable and totally unguidely. So, being manly men (note: I did not say smart), we decided that competitions for distance and time were appropriate. Alas, I did not win. Mike did. I could not beat the 23 minutes and 20 seconds for 517 rods into Stewart Lake. At the end of the last year, we decided that we needed to do the Grand Portage, non-stop, of course. We drove to Lake Superior and dropped the canoe in the lake. We flipped a coin. I won..and I elected to carry in. If you don't know, that's 9 miles. 2 hours and 45 minutes later, I dropped the canoe int he Pidgeon River. We camped. The next morning, Mike picked up the canoe out of the Pidgeon River and carried it to Lake Superior. His time: 2 hours and 23 minutes. In my defense, going in included a 600 foot increase in elevation.
When this youthful adverterous time in our lives moved on, we each picked up these figures. Mike has "Jeff and JP". Jeff has "Mike and JP". And, I have Mike and Jeff. Each Christmas when the nativity scene comes out, I carefully place Mike and Jeff next to the wise men. They have their place. And, it makes for excellent conversation when guests are over and see them.
I would have trusted my life with either of them. Mike was the toughest guide I ever met. And, Jeff kept us both out of trouble and was a constant source of humor. I laughed so hard I cried a few times.
I may just need to get into the woods this summer. I wonder what Mike and Jeff are up to.
Mike and Jeff were two of the guides. Over the summers, we became good friends. We used to have portage contests. A portage is when you can't paddle any longer because you have either run out of lake or the rapids are too dangerous. So, you pick up everything and carry it to the next lake or around the rapids.
Now, a true guide never put his canoe down. That was...unacceptable and totally unguidely. So, being manly men (note: I did not say smart), we decided that competitions for distance and time were appropriate. Alas, I did not win. Mike did. I could not beat the 23 minutes and 20 seconds for 517 rods into Stewart Lake. At the end of the last year, we decided that we needed to do the Grand Portage, non-stop, of course. We drove to Lake Superior and dropped the canoe in the lake. We flipped a coin. I won..and I elected to carry in. If you don't know, that's 9 miles. 2 hours and 45 minutes later, I dropped the canoe int he Pidgeon River. We camped. The next morning, Mike picked up the canoe out of the Pidgeon River and carried it to Lake Superior. His time: 2 hours and 23 minutes. In my defense, going in included a 600 foot increase in elevation.
When this youthful adverterous time in our lives moved on, we each picked up these figures. Mike has "Jeff and JP". Jeff has "Mike and JP". And, I have Mike and Jeff. Each Christmas when the nativity scene comes out, I carefully place Mike and Jeff next to the wise men. They have their place. And, it makes for excellent conversation when guests are over and see them.
I would have trusted my life with either of them. Mike was the toughest guide I ever met. And, Jeff kept us both out of trouble and was a constant source of humor. I laughed so hard I cried a few times.
I may just need to get into the woods this summer. I wonder what Mike and Jeff are up to.
One of the other people I had the opportunity to run into at the vendor "happy hour/bar food" event on Thursday was Scott. I've known Scott since about 2008 where we cross paths, and had a chance to get more acquainted, at the RSA Conference.
I like Scott. Nice guy. Polite. Intelligent. Sense of sublte humor. And, a SU (that's Spousal Unit) who has named him Doofus.
So, at the event, as I dragged out the camera and we chatted about the blog, he told me about his YouTube videos and the reason his wife named him Doofus. I promised not to tell. So, here goes.
First, Scott picked up a Flip video camera.
Second, Scott did what anyone with such a camera would do, he took videos. He took videos of the dogs (really a cute puppy, I might add), chipmunks, birds, and even fireworks.
Third, he created a YouTube series of his videos.
Fourth, his wife named him Doofus.
Now, I can't be sure that the name Doofus was formed BEFORE the Flip video camera. This could be YEARS in the making. But, according to Doofus, ahhh...Scott, that was the moment.
At any rate, meet Doofus and his wonderful collection of videos! He knows now, of course, that in all future professional meetings, he will be known as Doofus. EXCELLENT!
Thanks Scott!!! And, make sure your SU knows what she has started!
I like Scott. Nice guy. Polite. Intelligent. Sense of sublte humor. And, a SU (that's Spousal Unit) who has named him Doofus.
So, at the event, as I dragged out the camera and we chatted about the blog, he told me about his YouTube videos and the reason his wife named him Doofus. I promised not to tell. So, here goes.
First, Scott picked up a Flip video camera.
Second, Scott did what anyone with such a camera would do, he took videos. He took videos of the dogs (really a cute puppy, I might add), chipmunks, birds, and even fireworks.
Third, he created a YouTube series of his videos.
Fourth, his wife named him Doofus.
Now, I can't be sure that the name Doofus was formed BEFORE the Flip video camera. This could be YEARS in the making. But, according to Doofus, ahhh...Scott, that was the moment.
At any rate, meet Doofus and his wonderful collection of videos! He knows now, of course, that in all future professional meetings, he will be known as Doofus. EXCELLENT!
Thanks Scott!!! And, make sure your SU knows what she has started!
At 81, contemporary jewelry collector, Arts and Crafts lecturer, and museum curator Helen Drutt is definitely not slowing down. She traveled from Germany to North Carolina, and then hopped on a plane back to New York yesterday to give an introduction to a lecture at Bard graduate center. Helen always looks divine in her signature look of all black, a beautiful hat, and amazing piece of contemporary jewelry.
I occasionally am invited to an event hosted by vendors in the information security space. These typically are at a nice restaurant or bar. They often feature a speaker or two chatting about the market and their products.
I really enjoy these events, not only for the information I pick up. But, I get to touch base with friends in the business. It is an amazingly small world sometimes.
Tonight I was at such an event.
I first met Keith about 8-10 years ago. He didn't have as much grey hair...and I had hair! Keith is one of the smartest guys I know. He was, almost single handedly, responsible for the successful migration of two different data centers into a single, monster data center. I had the priviledge of working with him. And, I learned early on that if Keith is talking, I should shut up and pay attention. He KNOWS!
It was VERY fun running into him again. He is a guitar player and has excellent taste in hats.
This is Mike, I caught him chatting with Keith and someone else as he overheard my blog story. He just caught my movement with the camera. So, you can see he's trying REALLY hard to listen to whomever he is chatting with, and he's trying to figure out what I'm up to. But, he DID say I could use this pic! Mike, if you want another shot at it, let me know!
Finally, this is Jeanne. She was representing one of the vendors. She also overheard part of the blog conversation with Keith and Mike and was trapped! So, she graciously let me take her photo. Nice smile!
My thanks to all three of you.
I really enjoy these events, not only for the information I pick up. But, I get to touch base with friends in the business. It is an amazingly small world sometimes.
Tonight I was at such an event.
I first met Keith about 8-10 years ago. He didn't have as much grey hair...and I had hair! Keith is one of the smartest guys I know. He was, almost single handedly, responsible for the successful migration of two different data centers into a single, monster data center. I had the priviledge of working with him. And, I learned early on that if Keith is talking, I should shut up and pay attention. He KNOWS!
It was VERY fun running into him again. He is a guitar player and has excellent taste in hats.
This is Mike, I caught him chatting with Keith and someone else as he overheard my blog story. He just caught my movement with the camera. So, you can see he's trying REALLY hard to listen to whomever he is chatting with, and he's trying to figure out what I'm up to. But, he DID say I could use this pic! Mike, if you want another shot at it, let me know!
Finally, this is Jeanne. She was representing one of the vendors. She also overheard part of the blog conversation with Keith and Mike and was trapped! So, she graciously let me take her photo. Nice smile!
My thanks to all three of you.
OK. I know this blog is supposed to be about portraits. But, now and then I need to go on a tangent and do something different. Today, I wanted to talk about camera lens calibration and actually show how it is done.
I belong to a local camera club. We have something like 1500 members and we have regular events where any number of us could show up. That is how I ended up at the hot air balloon events in February.
A while ago, we had a lens calibration event. Since I had no clue what this really entailed, I thought I should go.
To begin with, a lens depth of field (DoF) varies with the distance to the subject and the f-stop settings. Let's assume the DoF, given a distance of 10'and an f-stop of 2.8, is supposed to be 12" for this specific lens. That means that 4" should be in focus IN FRONT of the focusing point and 8" should be in focus BEHIND the focusing point. For some lenses, this is adjustable!
Below is the "before" photo where we did the baseline setting of the lens. Notice that on the middle scale to the right, you can see clearly up to almost the 20 mark. And, looking to the back, you can only see clearly to the 4. Since the point of focus is on the red "0", this is bad, bad, bad, bad, bad. Did I say, "bad?"
I belong to a local camera club. We have something like 1500 members and we have regular events where any number of us could show up. That is how I ended up at the hot air balloon events in February.
A while ago, we had a lens calibration event. Since I had no clue what this really entailed, I thought I should go.
To begin with, a lens depth of field (DoF) varies with the distance to the subject and the f-stop settings. Let's assume the DoF, given a distance of 10'and an f-stop of 2.8, is supposed to be 12" for this specific lens. That means that 4" should be in focus IN FRONT of the focusing point and 8" should be in focus BEHIND the focusing point. For some lenses, this is adjustable!
Below is the "before" photo where we did the baseline setting of the lens. Notice that on the middle scale to the right, you can see clearly up to almost the 20 mark. And, looking to the back, you can only see clearly to the 4. Since the point of focus is on the red "0", this is bad, bad, bad, bad, bad. Did I say, "bad?"
This explains why I was a bit surprised when I took the photo below. I fully expected the DoF would include more checkers in the back of the board. I thought I had another 1.5-2" of DoF that just wasn't there.
So, after carefully reading the manual, which states something like, "this is not for the faint of heart and you shouldn't do this at home without a trained professional", the lens was calibrated. The entire process for two lenses took about 15 minutes.
Notice the DoF in the photo below! Here you can see the 10 in the front is almost totally sharp and in focus. But, the 20 in the back is sharp and in focus, too.
Calibration is NOT that tricky. Using this device helped a lot. If I recall, this little set up costs about $300. But, the deal was to bring in two lenses and have them calibrated for $10. With the exception of that date with the McKenzie triplets, this was the best $10 I ever spent. But, that's a different story.
Last night, I was looking through photos of one of my favorite Advanced Style icons singer, Rita Ellis Hammer. I love how she is very consistent with her look-she has developed a personal style that works for her and she sticks with it.Rita uses accessories, like a pair of sunglasses or a great bag, to transform her look from chic and trendy, to effortlessly glamorous. Its amazing how you can change a look by simply adding or removing a few key accessories. Rita chooses comfortable styles and always adds a pop of color and great accessories, to create her signature look. How would you describe Rita's style?
Meet Tyler and Alyssa. They were in the table behind the Girl Scouts at Dunn Bros. I noticed them because hey were FOCUSED on what they were doing. Text books and note books were spread around the table. Well, they were trying to be focused. It was a bit difficult with me wandering about with the camera and chatting with the Girl Scout mothers.
So, as I finished up with the scouts, I asked whether I could also take their photo. They had heard the entire explanation of the blog. And, I handed them a card so that they could check it out.
I really like Tyler's eyes! They are crystal sharp. And, Alyssa has fantastic hair and a wonderful smile.
Oh, the reason for their being focused was that they were studying organic chemistry. Heady stuff for a Saturday morning. They mentioned that this was their home-away-from-home.
I asked if they were married and Alyssa said, "soon, he just doesn't know it yet."
Look out Tyler, I suspect she is plotting a surprise!
My sincere thanks to you both!
So, as I finished up with the scouts, I asked whether I could also take their photo. They had heard the entire explanation of the blog. And, I handed them a card so that they could check it out.
I really like Tyler's eyes! They are crystal sharp. And, Alyssa has fantastic hair and a wonderful smile.
Oh, the reason for their being focused was that they were studying organic chemistry. Heady stuff for a Saturday morning. They mentioned that this was their home-away-from-home.
I asked if they were married and Alyssa said, "soon, he just doesn't know it yet."
Look out Tyler, I suspect she is plotting a surprise!
My sincere thanks to you both!
With the nice weather, I decided to walk up to the local Dunn Bros coffee shop. It's about a mile through a nice park.
While sitting out side, enjoying the weather and a great cup of coffee, the girl scouts moved in. Now, I don't know the duration of the cookie drive. But, it seems to me that the girls, and their mothers, put in a lot of time.
So, here are two mother's extraordinaire. Meet Heather and Tina. Their daughters were on the front line selling cookies.
Good cookies!
While sitting out side, enjoying the weather and a great cup of coffee, the girl scouts moved in. Now, I don't know the duration of the cookie drive. But, it seems to me that the girls, and their mothers, put in a lot of time.
So, here are two mother's extraordinaire. Meet Heather and Tina. Their daughters were on the front line selling cookies.
Good cookies!
Thanks Heather and Tina!
Last week my dad and I visited The Los Angeles County Museum of Art. I was looking at the paintings of Surrealist women artists, including Frida Kahlo, when I noticed this women all dressed in purple. I love how she arranged the elements and color in her outfit, just as the painters whose work we were viewing had. I waited until she was finished with the exhibit to ask if I could take her photograph. What I love about style is that it is a vehicle for personal expression. Style can change your mood and the mood of others around you. As soon as I spotted this women in the gallery, I immediately began to smile. Fashion can also be used as means to making a statement-one that has the power to make you think about the world around you.Older people are often made to feel invisible in our society.I love when older women wear color because it is a way of communicating their visibility in the world.
Many people ask me if the people I photograph are looking for attention-if they are dressing up because they want people to notice them. Anyone of these marvelous ladies and gentleman will tell you that they are dressing up for themselves, because it makes them feel good. As they have gotten older their message has changed. They are no longer saying "Look At Me", but rather "I am Here".
When I was in Rome I was introduced to the most spectacular and inspiring women. One of these amazing ladies was Marisela Ferderici. I met Marisela at her villa "La Furibonda." She welcomed me and my mom into her garden, dressed in a gorgeous yellow dress and perfectly coiffed hair. Marisela told me that usually wears hats(a favorite accessory amongst the Advanced Style set.) She explained that, "Wearing a hat always keeps you neat, especially when there isn't a hairdresser around (for example when you're traveling). Moreover when you get older and your forehead doesn't look as it used to, a hat will always make you look stylish. I will even wear a hat when I am dressed in a gym suit in the garden." Marisela gave us a tour of her beautiful grounds, before moving into the living room to talk a little about her life and style. Check out our interview below:
Have you always loved fashion?I don't like Fashion. I don't follow trends.
So you are more about style?
Yes I love style. I have had the same hairstyle since I was 12. I grew up in South America and there you are already considered a woman at 13. I always wanted to look older than I was. People tell me that I have looked the same for 40 years because I never change the way I dress, it is me.
Did you dress up when you were younger?
No I didn't. I wanted to look like my mum, I wanted to be charming. When I was 13 or 14 my style icon was the Duchess of Windsor; she wasn't an ordinary beauty. She had class and her hair was always gathered up.
How did your mum dress?
She was very classic, just like I am now. That was real elegance. Women from another era, international,elegant with low-heeled shoes.
When did you arrive in Italy what did you think about the style?
40 or more years ago. It was around '68 and women were wearing jeans and taking their bras off. I've never worn jeans in public. I didn't want to look like the others. I wanted to create something identifiable. I wanted a signature, something that spoke of my personality. 
Do you have any style advice for younger women?
Most important is water and soap. You have to be natural and feel comfortable with yourself, in order to give a lot to others.You must be honest with the image that you see reflected in the mirror. You must ask yourself if what you see in the mirror is what you want other people to see.
Any other words of wisdom?
Most important is water and soap. You have to be natural and feel comfortable with yourself, in order to give a lot to others.You must be honest with the image that you see reflected in the mirror. You must ask yourself if what you see in the mirror is what you want other people to see.
Any other words of wisdom? 1."You are not what you are, you are what you want to be."
2."You don't have to look like your friends, you have to be daring."
3."You have to look for your style the same way you look for a boyfriend.You have to keep trying until you find the right one."
How did you develop you personal style?
It was how I always wanted to look. I used to go to fashion shows, but not anymore.People these days don't understand fashion. Its all about brands, fragrances, fabric. Its all business now.
What is the difference between fashion and style?
Fashion is focused on brands. You enter a room and you can see a beautiful dress from a beautiful brand. When someone is stylish you remember the person, not the dress. The whole should be very natural. It shouldn't be too aggressive; it must be harmonious.
How do you feel about getting old?
It's hard, but you have to live your life. There's nothing worse that a young lady wanting to be an old woman or an old woman wanting to be young. You have to live within your moment. Your body has it's own way and you have to accept it.When you get older you love different things. You change your way of thinking. I like being a lady of my age. I have a duty to my family. I always want to be beautiful for my husband, for my family and first of all for myself. Beauty can open a lot of doors, but more important is to keep those doors open. Real and true beauty is something absolute from within. It is other-wordly. Something that never passes no matter what age or gender.
I had a business event this week after work. The weather was nice. And, the restaurants were seating people outside. It necessitated a jacket with the temp a bit below 60. But, the sun was warm and it was quite tolerable to chit chat in the fresh air.
As I was getting ready to leave, I noticed this woman. She wasn't in our party. But, I had to comment on her hair.
Meet Shirley! 75 years young and out in style! If I remember correctly, she is the great grandmother of twins. But, I loved the hair! Mine would be that color, if I had any!
Thanks Shirley!
As I was getting ready to leave, I noticed this woman. She wasn't in our party. But, I had to comment on her hair.
Meet Shirley! 75 years young and out in style! If I remember correctly, she is the great grandmother of twins. But, I loved the hair! Mine would be that color, if I had any!
Thanks Shirley!
Blessed with unseasonably warm weather this week, we have seen the snow disappear 4-6 weeks earlier than normal. I am not complaining.
With the warmer weather, people are outside again. I see them walking dogs. Walking kids. Walking cats. OK...I haven't seen anyone walking a cat yet. But I may!
I was invited to tag along with the Big D one night this week while he was out running errands with his mom. If you remember Sheriff Andy Taylor, Opie, and Aunt Bea, you may remember the small town soda shop.
Meet Rick at Two Scoops and catch a glimpse of his business. It was almost like walking back in time. He was having a great time visiting with both new and old (ahhh..that could include me) customers. And, the shop was BUSY! I thoroughly enjoyed watching him in action. I have a lot of respect for the small business man. Well done, Rick!
The colors and flavors were...enticing! Can you imagine being a little kid and looking at this? Hard to choose. Let's see...I was pretty clear about what most of these flavors were. But, "horehound" does have me a bit perplexed!
Sucker anyone?
I confess to having a thing for chocolate, cherry, marshmallow malts.
Strawberry, orange, and grape soda!!
Ahhhh yes. Good to the last drop.
Even Sasha and Kodiak were hanging around looking for a handout. Good thing the Big D finished his before he walked outside!
With the warmer weather, people are outside again. I see them walking dogs. Walking kids. Walking cats. OK...I haven't seen anyone walking a cat yet. But I may!
I was invited to tag along with the Big D one night this week while he was out running errands with his mom. If you remember Sheriff Andy Taylor, Opie, and Aunt Bea, you may remember the small town soda shop.
Meet Rick at Two Scoops and catch a glimpse of his business. It was almost like walking back in time. He was having a great time visiting with both new and old (ahhh..that could include me) customers. And, the shop was BUSY! I thoroughly enjoyed watching him in action. I have a lot of respect for the small business man. Well done, Rick!
The colors and flavors were...enticing! Can you imagine being a little kid and looking at this? Hard to choose. Let's see...I was pretty clear about what most of these flavors were. But, "horehound" does have me a bit perplexed!
Sucker anyone?
I confess to having a thing for chocolate, cherry, marshmallow malts.
Strawberry, orange, and grape soda!!
Ahhhh yes. Good to the last drop.
Even Sasha and Kodiak were hanging around looking for a handout. Good thing the Big D finished his before he walked outside!
