Stools in Waiting....

There is an old bar and restaurant that I enjoy going to for their truly excellent food.

The restaurant is upstairs and there is a cut out area where you can

look down to the bar as in this photo.

Every time I go, I think of the many years that lives of people that have interconnected in this

place. It could be as many as 100 because this is a vintage

building in a town that has preserved many of its wonderful old places.

To me, that preservation is about art and life interwoven.....

My mother still speaks to me

Yes, my Mother still speaks to me.

It is from the written page in her own hand.

(Click on the image to enlarge and read it!)

Here she presents herself at the beginning of one of her many sketchbooks.

At at the end, she gives me her customary validation.

I always felt so totally accepted and validated by her.

Now that she is no longer in this earthly plane,

I treasure finding her thoughts and words again.

Remember this when you write everything in an email.

There is nothing like the written word on a piece of paper in your hands.

Without and with....

Here's yet another reason why always having my sweet little Olympus camera in my purse

pays off.

There was no one around dressing these dummies and it just seemed a

moment too good to pass by.

Nuff said.