Wimbledon has taken over my life for the past ten days! I don’t watch all the tennis matches but I am interested in a lot of them. So my time has disappeared and I haven’t accomplished much except some sock knitting while I’m watching. The pair I’m working on has another two evenings of work left in them and then I’ll photograph them and post the image.
As far as quilting goes – I’ve started working on the silk quilt – It will consist of an offset inner panel constructed from solid strips interspersed with pieced strips (with the piecing seams going in opposite directions creating a sort of chevron effect). Before beginning, I backed all of the silk dupioni fabric with “Sewer’s Dream” (a high quality sheer, fusible, washable, polyester interfacing) – to stabilize the silk which otherwise frays dreadfully. I have enough strips, both solid and pieced, assembled – but I’m only about 1/3 of the way through assembling that inner panel. Surrounding that panel will be solid strips of the bronze background silk.
I don’t know why, but I’m having difficulty making much headway with this quilt. Tomorrow it’s the women playing at Wimbledon (I prefer watching the men play) so I should be able to get back to work on it.
Yesterday, I took a day off completely to visit with two friends who are attending the Scout Canada Jamboree being held in Nova Scotia this year. I drove out to the site to pick them up early in the morning, brought them back to my place so they could shower and do laundry. Then we went out for lunch, did a bit of shopping, returned to my apartment to relax, have tea, and a light supper before I drove them back to the campsite for the remaining three days of camping. Brave women, let me tell you – aside from the 5,000 youth (and 1000 adults) at CJ’17, there is mud, and long hikes to tents, meals and toilets, and ticks. They smuggled me into the camp to have a cursory look around – I was happy to get back home. I’m too old for that sort of outdoor experience although the youth and adults all looked to be having a wonderful time. My connection to Scouts Canada is that for the past five or more years I’ve been involved in the program development that’s been underway – these two women and I were the driving force behind the preparation of the Scouter Manual. Now that program implementation is in full swing, I’m just on the sidelines watching how the rollout is progressing. Hence my interest in visiting the camp.
Andrea, one of the women, was wearing her outdoor hat day before yesterday when a scout commented on the “face” on the side of her hat! Needless to say, I got a photo – here it is!
A nice clear “face” it is.
So socks, and quilt – I’ll keep working at both and share photos when I have something to share. Men’s semifinals are on Friday, final on Sunday. Then about a month until the US Open and two weeks of disruption, again.
Just received this photo this afternoon. Taken off the coast of Newfoundland somewhere around St. John’s.
You can almost imagine the berg cruising purposefully straight ahead!
My neighbour’s birthday last week. Her kids brought a cupcake for her birthday cake. She was saving it under this inverted mug – “face” was what I saw.
I have a friend travelling in Spain at the moment. This picture of a face arrived a couple of days ago – a fountain in the old Jewish quarter of Barcelona.
Then a couple of days later she sent another face: her tuna and asparagus salad was looking back at her! (Bet the chef had no idea what he’d/she’d inadvertently done.)
Day before yesterday my friend Karen and I were out for lunch. On our way back to the car from the restaurant we walked past a store window and both of us came to a dead stop: “A face!”
Having no idea what the object actually was we went into the shop to inquire. We also asked if the owner would take it from the window so we could capture an image. The shop owner thought we were both mad! Turns out the object is a pair of automatic motion sensitive security lights with a camera (the proboscis).
“That’s all you want? A picture?” How do you explain you see faces in all sorts of unlikely places.
We took pictures and left.
Another security camera and light – I guess the idea is to capture images of unwanted visitors – both animal and human.
Later that night Karen and her husband headed north to their cottage. The next morning she saw another face – the cottage almost smiling because the snow is just about gone.
Yup. Faces everywhere!
While Karen and I were having lunch I noticed a small animal climbing the concrete facade of the apartment building across the street. Too far away and too small to get a photo.
At first I thought it might be a squirrel but it seemed to lack a bushy tail so I concluded it was likely a small rat or large mouse. The animal stopped for a while beside an open window. I watched until a truck obstructed my view. When the truck moved away – rodent was nowhere in sight – I wonder if the occupants of the apartment with the open window came home to an unwanted visitor!
Maybe they need one of these security cameras beside their window?
OK, so what is it?
I got sent this image the other day – an example of a found “face”. I can see the face quite clearly but didn’t recognize that I was actually looking at a crab carapace, probably picked up from the beach sand somewhere in Florida.
I’ve tried tracking down the crab species – the closest I’ve come is it’s likely a smallish stone crab. Many of the Florida crab species have a much wider carapace. Also most don’t have such a profusion of spines along the front (“head”) edge.
Whatever it is, I’ve added the image to my “faces” collection.
I was showing someone a few family photos a couple of weeks ago – I had this one of me and my sisters taken this past July at the Danny Gallivan Golf Tournament in support of Cystic Fibrosis. (Youngest to oldest from left to right.)
Three Sisters – 2015
Now that we’re all “old” ladies we’re looking more and more alike – easy to tell we’re related. Here we are a year earlier – the resemblance is definitely strong.
Three Sisters – 2014
And here we are in 1952 (63 years ago!) – we didn’t look much like one another then at all.
Three Sisters 1952
There are not a lot of photos in between of just the three of us. I have one with my mother and two nieces – the women in our family from 2003:
Six Women – 2003
And here the three sisters are with my niece and niece-in-law in 2014:
Five Women 2014
The middle sister might have some photos of just the three of us – I must ask her – but I suspect she doesn’t.
My mother had a composite photo hanging in her bedroom – four photos: her at 16, me at 16, middle sister at 16, and the youngest at 16. I have no idea what happened to that collage after my mother died – it was striking how similar our faces were at the same age – of course you couldn’t see it when we were side-by-side but as life progresses those family genes sure have something to say about who we become.
A large group of us “older” women were out to dinner this evening. Some of the meals left something to be desired. The gal who organized our semi-annual get together mentioned the complaints to our server who came back to our table with this “happy” face!
A nice gesture!