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Theme Song Thursday: Fourteen Feathers and a Penny

19 May

“It’s not enough to have the feathers. 

You must dare to fly!” 
― Cass van Krah


I believe in lucky feathers and angels and pennies from heaven and the power of prayer and positive thinking. I believe that your own perceptions and beliefs are your reality. The mind is a powerful instrument and the soul its receptor.

When I went for my walk the other day, I noticed a feather in the grass in the park. Then another, and another. The feathers were a sign of good luck for me, but not so lucky for he bird or birds that obviously lost these feathers. The trail of feathers continued along my path. I had picked up the first couple, then decided to see how many I could find. Fourteen in all.

These may look a little rumpled, but I always wash them with antibacterial soap when I get home. 

Later that day, I went to the store, dropped off some groceries to a friend, had ice cream on the square with a new friend, visited with Miss Kathy and Miss Elizabeth at Sweet Spot Bakery, and took some canned  goods over to the Little Free Food Pantry. A long busy fun day. When I got back to my car, right there by my car door was a lucky penny. 

Fourteen feathers and a lucky penny. 

Here’s the theme song for today. The theme Song from Forrest Gump. FEATHER…

Theme Song Thursday:) Clouds

7 Apr

“A compassionate heart radiates rays of beauty that removes the clouds of million hearts.” ― Amit Ray


The day slithered away. It was a cool and cloudy day in Elgin. I was going a bit stir crazy, being used to going to Zumba, walking, lunches, shopping, and constant running around, usually all in one day, by 5:30 pm, I decided to bundle up and go for a walk on the nice path around Mom’s place. I think it’s almost a 1/4 mi. path or 1/5, not sure. My goal was to get around ten times. I went for fifteen instead. Walking inspires me. It’s my thinking time. Then, I rode the stationary bike for twenty minutes up in the exercise room. 

Today, I was inspired by the beautiful clouds that followed me around as I walked. I even sang a few tunes as I walked. Yep. I sing out loud when no one is around.

I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now

From up and down and still somehow

It’s clouds illusion I recall

I really don’t know clouds at all.

Theme Song Thursday:) If I had a Hammer

24 Mar

“Love and kindness are the hammer and chisel that gently chip through barriers and long-held beliefs to reveal the magnificent soul contained within every human.” ― Molly Friedenfeld


It’s been a blustery windy day, fortunately, I’m well anchored, so I didn’t get blown away, but the wind went sweeping in one ear and out the other. A little joke…nothing between my ears to stop it. 

Afterwards, I decided to sit in the backyard, do a little reading, and enjoy the sunshine. As I sat there, I noticed that my back fence was swaying back and forth. Hmmm? I walked back there and saw that the corner section of fence was anchored to… absolutely nothing. It was floating, not connected to the fence next door or the other back fence. There was a center wooden post, that didn’t look sturdier than a fat toothpick. 

All I could think to do was prop up a heavy metal patio chair to prevent the cheap fence from falling over. That didn’t help much. I went in the house. I knew I had a hammer somewhere, but I don’t have a tool box with nails or screws. Mr. Ex took all that stuff. All I had were some small picture hangers and a few nails that I found in the street on my walks.

I attempted to pound a couple of nails from the end of my fence to the one next door. They just popped out with the first gust of wind. I found a piece of old wood to try and join the seems. That didn’t work either, and I had to run off to meet some writer friends at 5:30. I just left the chair to hold up the section.

As I sit here tonight, the fence is squeaking, squealing, and flapping in the wind. I just hope it is still there in the morning. I may have to give my neighbor, Mr. Larry, a call. He has a garage full of tools. (Not just beer) Maybe he’ll have an idea as how to secure the sections. The fence isn’t even three years old. Crazy! 

If I had a hammer…I’d…I’d have a few words with the guys who pretended to put up my fence.

Theme Song Thursday:) Everything’s Coming Up Roses

3 Mar

“I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.” ― L.M. Montgomery


Painting and writing are my favorite creative pastimes. So, writing about my painting projects is a double pleasure. (Plus, I like to show off.)

Last week, I showed you the large glass bowl that I painted for the Empty Bowls Charity event. After the first project exploded in the oven, I went with yellow roses for the replacement. Yep! Pretty nice.

 Because roses are my favorite thing to paint, (easiest for me) I decided to paint more tall wine glasses with yellow roses. It takes a couple of days for different layers to dry. Then, I baked them in the oven. Yes, I chanced another explosion, but I never had wine glasses explode before. The heat setting helps protect the paint from chipping or scratching.

Yay!!! They didn’t explode.

So, everything’s coming up roses…everyone sing along….

Theme Song Thursday:) Yellow Rose of Texas

24 Feb

“When life gives you lemons, sit down and paint a picture of lemons. That’s what artists do.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Just a reminder, if you didn’t see my post from yesterday. I had painted a large glass bowl with white trees and cardinals. It was going to be my donation for the McKinney Empty Bowls fundraiser. Well, it exploded in the oven. I had another large bowl as a back-up. For good luck, I decided to paint my yellow roses. Everyone in Texas loves yellow roses. Heck, pretty much everyone anywhere loves yellow roses. It symbolizes friendship and joy. (I looked that up.)

Here’s a recap of the explosive disaster.

I was upset, but being an artist and an optimist, I dusted myself off, (literally, there were glass shards everywhere) and sat down and painted a lovely bowl in my messy “crap room.”

Speaking of disasters…I just tried to upload some photos, and WordPress won’t allow it. It says I don’t have enough space to upload! 1,411KB needed. Bummer. NO PHOTOS TODAY! I hope I can get this resolved. What if I’ve flooded WordPress with too much stuff???

GREAT…I figured out the problem. I ran out of room so I had to buy a plan with 3 G more storage. Now I can add the photo. Yay!


I guess that’s all for now.

Theme Song Thursday:) Where Flowers Never Fade

10 Feb

I will be the gladdest thing under the sun!

I will touch a hundred flowers

And not pick one.

– Edna St. Vincent Millay


 Every now and then, I’ll buy some roses or other flowers just to brighten my day and dress up my table. I don’t buy live plants because, as my good friends will attest to, I have a black thumb and everything dies. On January 15th, I bought some flowers at Sprouts in the reduced clearance section for $3.99. I remember the date because it was after Mass, the day before the Martin Luther King, Jr. holiday. For $4, even if they lasted a few days, it would be well worth the expenditure.

I have no idea the name of these flowers, but whatever they are, they are spectacular. Anyone know what these are? Today is February 9th, and these are the same flowers sitting on my kitchen table. Twenty-six days later, they still look beautiful. It made me think that wouldn’t it be nice if we lived in a world “where flowers never fade.”
I know that eventually they will whither and die, but for now, I’m living in a world “where flowers never fade.”

Theme Song Thursday:) What a Difference a Day Makes

3 Feb

“The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.” 

― Ralph Waldo Emerson


Yesterday, when I went for my afternoon walk, it was 75 degrees out, gorgeous, sunny, and not a cloud in the sky. I wore a tank top.

So, when I went for my early evening walk today, all bundled up, I thought to myself, “Self…what a difference a day makes.” Then I thought of the old classic song. And yes, I know I’m getting old, but they just don’t write beautiful romantic songs like this anymore. Why is that?

Even Phil, the groundhog wasn’t too happy with the weather today.