tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56354284041317527112024-03-13T21:30:43.294-05:00Mystical GypsyMystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.comBlogger511125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-77682109737710673482024-03-10T17:07:00.006-05:002024-03-13T21:03:15.631-05:00Foggy Woods<p>On a drive around the area where we grew up, I noticed the fog rising out of the woods. It was a gloomy winter day but this scene was so interesting. Of course I had my husband stop the car so I could grab a snapshot. He's so used to this. I shout "STOP" and quickly, but carefully, he pulls off the road. Or he'll say, <i>"I </i>can't <i>stop, there's cars behind us!"</i></p><p>Fortunately, this is not a heavily traveled road. Anyway, I got my shot and in looking at it later, it was kinda blah. But it had potential! I just didn't know how to bring it out. I wasn't even sure what I "saw" but I know what I "felt" - there was more to this scene and I needed to find it.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJyR1wCovZrii8mPllTHoI6U2c37O5JziWAft_yllZ8NzYGNE7OA0YdEDzlixIhFyZHQmoXq3LBL1QtWZDV7oDOO9LrFCRb32d_IkuJJuAU407DJQa4yHpay4TbMyLHYDByC48KKhlz42jUu3ixvGSOtY8rslnbvX1CEaQ5aGlLhegP2BdJJ_kS-KuqL-d/s3872/foggy%20ohio%20road2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJyR1wCovZrii8mPllTHoI6U2c37O5JziWAft_yllZ8NzYGNE7OA0YdEDzlixIhFyZHQmoXq3LBL1QtWZDV7oDOO9LrFCRb32d_IkuJJuAU407DJQa4yHpay4TbMyLHYDByC48KKhlz42jUu3ixvGSOtY8rslnbvX1CEaQ5aGlLhegP2BdJJ_kS-KuqL-d/w640-h428/foggy%20ohio%20road2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>So, here I am over 10 years later and have learned a lot about Photoshop, Lightroom, and now some AI generative toys. I think I've jazzed up this photo to convey what I saw in my mind's eye, thankyouverymuch, Mr. Adobe.</p><p>By the way, when I began my entry into the world of image editing software, I was inspired by an artist I stumbled upon online who created <i>gorgeous </i>digital graphics. Her bio said she was a self-taught, 63 year old. At the time, I thought that was ancient! I was so impressed that an "old lady" could do such a thing. Now, (after an appropriate apology), I wish I could tell her what an important example she was to me. You are never, never too old to learn new things, to be creative, to stay engaged with life.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjs0Xqd6LBRbZMhGFQcEhyg85ATmosUbhiRL9_ub1reZK0pc0pBoRfrvd1Bz2aA2VyoddeTTSNhp7CqhL8kdPGZ7zR7AWKqQXOtiSGYzZ01wk_zSOdOAibUDM3zWu_D1LSutBslYl9fRxp8gnLCdP_IF_uyR1TPlUrhU3ja9lqqOcoZ_5ynr76FTOCHrP/s3872/foggy%20ohio%20road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKjs0Xqd6LBRbZMhGFQcEhyg85ATmosUbhiRL9_ub1reZK0pc0pBoRfrvd1Bz2aA2VyoddeTTSNhp7CqhL8kdPGZ7zR7AWKqQXOtiSGYzZ01wk_zSOdOAibUDM3zWu_D1LSutBslYl9fRxp8gnLCdP_IF_uyR1TPlUrhU3ja9lqqOcoZ_5ynr76FTOCHrP/w640-h428/foggy%20ohio%20road.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><p>"Stay engaged with life." Kind of an ironic statement, considering that my latest tinkerings have dealt with ghostly apparitions, spooky fog, and gravestones. I don't <i>think </i>there's any subliminal reason for that. They just seem to lend themselves to these ethereal effects I like. Did you notice the spectral ladies in the pictures above? I couldn't decide on having one or two. I may have to go back and lighten them a bit if they're too hard to see.</p><p>Anyway, that's the story. Just a quick post for today.</p><br />Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-51857918126699346862024-03-09T21:03:00.001-06:002024-03-13T21:29:59.698-05:00Practicing Digital Art<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I love editing photos and working with Photoshop brushes and effects. Been learning some new techniques lately. The first two images were shot at a cemetery in St. Clairsville, Ohio. (Check out the name on the second picture)</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwjLDkUvuZo2KhrbkKsbwdYo_1GSrRloqlU2QN8a0fdP8N_2uIiZe-CkrgAgZpXX9YwNtM1YVp1EXJhqnwPz9bBwT_CoJ2EBbdMjUSXOuAaLtuJlXhaoKkYXtRN2lJCmoFcgG1U5vhOHSWo2JAWLAjHfW6q58PbPa2d5PBDVUE5LEIHB-_WKtIfg-kLy0i/s2048/Angel%20test.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwjLDkUvuZo2KhrbkKsbwdYo_1GSrRloqlU2QN8a0fdP8N_2uIiZe-CkrgAgZpXX9YwNtM1YVp1EXJhqnwPz9bBwT_CoJ2EBbdMjUSXOuAaLtuJlXhaoKkYXtRN2lJCmoFcgG1U5vhOHSWo2JAWLAjHfW6q58PbPa2d5PBDVUE5LEIHB-_WKtIfg-kLy0i/w480-h640/Angel%20test.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmZSNcVQtIdXnJ66BtvnWaenmhP0p2gi0Hau0daHYDVZRlPotlogn8dQuEK0wZsFZA0cnSO5-p6GQkiD1pYJqM3YCn-d67CUo4VfgHrNzibcia-llaBij0bptKAEv24IBREsAjK8b2YBft7BPEuHBh_sophHUQZ30lSe5oAYoRuOsfaivmHMdNPevrotuM/s1680/Toll%20picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1680" data-original-width="1516" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmZSNcVQtIdXnJ66BtvnWaenmhP0p2gi0Hau0daHYDVZRlPotlogn8dQuEK0wZsFZA0cnSO5-p6GQkiD1pYJqM3YCn-d67CUo4VfgHrNzibcia-llaBij0bptKAEv24IBREsAjK8b2YBft7BPEuHBh_sophHUQZ30lSe5oAYoRuOsfaivmHMdNPevrotuM/w578-h640/Toll%20picture.jpg" width="578" /></a></div><br /><div>The next two images are from an old church in Reno, NV.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHwyy-A2tiilvhbmtP-MXoveAM3UNroe44Cd9ZtMqxG9xmX6NrkcIqkXczQj8WbH1_jIJ-KxuJuYyyZa3v5PlCiUfohnU_BwLfH0e0jNkbmEtZOzG75hoj8XhzZIis_jNfwJ2qpzITPkeZ9MkDm8XdUsoqR9Vaa6KHrrFwps2sPQMBw8ElrjBiP5IsmYUd/s5587/Reno%20church%20practice2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3787" data-original-width="5587" height="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHwyy-A2tiilvhbmtP-MXoveAM3UNroe44Cd9ZtMqxG9xmX6NrkcIqkXczQj8WbH1_jIJ-KxuJuYyyZa3v5PlCiUfohnU_BwLfH0e0jNkbmEtZOzG75hoj8XhzZIis_jNfwJ2qpzITPkeZ9MkDm8XdUsoqR9Vaa6KHrrFwps2sPQMBw8ElrjBiP5IsmYUd/w640-h434/Reno%20church%20practice2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiezMK_B3QP7GsPUZ-GJYK6hWmQZxZKOzceQjtzNZfAtWvnholeARJr17e5VoAHimvO4XbARYDKt7UBujcJpfQvx-6jW0dtuytx0z1CQogHa7QkATBLmwa6clIYQOoG4Skl3zBoS6zFg5gyK2Y1Lc_owvn0mZVVYFaqSMGJUjPo2YDWSJWRug_XQfoLntie/s5664/Reno%20church%20practice3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3744" data-original-width="5664" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiezMK_B3QP7GsPUZ-GJYK6hWmQZxZKOzceQjtzNZfAtWvnholeARJr17e5VoAHimvO4XbARYDKt7UBujcJpfQvx-6jW0dtuytx0z1CQogHa7QkATBLmwa6clIYQOoG4Skl3zBoS6zFg5gyK2Y1Lc_owvn0mZVVYFaqSMGJUjPo2YDWSJWRug_XQfoLntie/w640-h424/Reno%20church%20practice3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />Just wanted to get these on the blog. Don't have any musings this evening.<br /><p></p>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-65531854007405793052023-10-30T21:08:00.000-05:002023-10-30T21:08:10.408-05:00Photoshop Experimenting<p></p><p>I'm sooooo far behind processing pictures and updating the blog! I have a ton of neat photos but I'd have to work every day for weeks to catch up. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi34Mv3y_ANdEw8uABHiidMMMINwAw5Vl0s8bKhDGjiPGjPgjdQSvRDZF30zKPs-xdpjImhvIy0tvDfk_Xkw2gpwgFp7zCdwqS9E2ZNF_6mDJrNNxqOOly7lr8U78Ts2xYYmk4bmEbQBBgEzODf9lA1-e1_5OrjN3JJloQ8xbhyphenhyphen4rDHG3Q8pz5tboRzG5u4/s5760/6Z0A8064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi34Mv3y_ANdEw8uABHiidMMMINwAw5Vl0s8bKhDGjiPGjPgjdQSvRDZF30zKPs-xdpjImhvIy0tvDfk_Xkw2gpwgFp7zCdwqS9E2ZNF_6mDJrNNxqOOly7lr8U78Ts2xYYmk4bmEbQBBgEzODf9lA1-e1_5OrjN3JJloQ8xbhyphenhyphen4rDHG3Q8pz5tboRzG5u4/w640-h426/6Z0A8064.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>Well, ya gotta start somewhere. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOLpAiu5lsBeS6W9kV01_AQXlXuHSwtQEcoxVn96r_kcn-7TaCT2tlOz1yqXNqC_sho1lg3EINhS4cWuZs06fDqjMx4OYrn_DZ5TGba94jUa3WUgOYmC3Mg3_SJAVCkfVS5RchRVpU8cRdchiMz6QkhM0AZfoB0eIDKiyERPsJh9u50Hnc2-ZcCq_4-DKv/s5760/Plan%20w%20photoshop%20AI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOLpAiu5lsBeS6W9kV01_AQXlXuHSwtQEcoxVn96r_kcn-7TaCT2tlOz1yqXNqC_sho1lg3EINhS4cWuZs06fDqjMx4OYrn_DZ5TGba94jUa3WUgOYmC3Mg3_SJAVCkfVS5RchRVpU8cRdchiMz6QkhM0AZfoB0eIDKiyERPsJh9u50Hnc2-ZcCq_4-DKv/w636-h425/Plan%20w%20photoshop%20AI.jpg" width="636" /></a></div><p>While on a drive around Gatlinburg, TN, we came up on a plane wreckage. Don't know the story behind it. Maybe it crashed there years ago, or maybe they just dragged this old thing here and left it.</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYEjv1gW5EQgHa2sRNr5raBLBm3KnUWrdLUm3vk66esugzpNIaAfU4BMTFYHomDs1J92Lh5duAR3FZYFTjwVAiawLiHzTURht6e5qrwl79KZC7obW7GuE0qUMnwDxUJDaFwe5rXHCu2tSFcaW79gCQBYzpcGTlv_m3pAKzFRp-k5ckXOgdoBKvtvS87Wkr/s5760/6Z0A8061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYEjv1gW5EQgHa2sRNr5raBLBm3KnUWrdLUm3vk66esugzpNIaAfU4BMTFYHomDs1J92Lh5duAR3FZYFTjwVAiawLiHzTURht6e5qrwl79KZC7obW7GuE0qUMnwDxUJDaFwe5rXHCu2tSFcaW79gCQBYzpcGTlv_m3pAKzFRp-k5ckXOgdoBKvtvS87Wkr/w640-h426/6Z0A8061.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>Whatever the story, I thought it had potential for an interesting image. Seemed like something I might want to try out Photoshop's new Generative AI on!</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNFIp4CsL9bIpjVBt_IMv5R1iofdzDOzrH0Jb78UoDz4lYO91jb1A7u7inn5pmLf9kgo5iiUZ4GVqiuweEjZY7n6WMz8Ey9zx3Iwkl93zIHz4WCU5mfwfMUaPqzY079gFEr0Bu0uQ7gT3LbfFZeoK-fnQ03pfHIVFLmBisivyfP-eB0X-Xq0m-eBprykCs/s5760/crashed%20plane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNFIp4CsL9bIpjVBt_IMv5R1iofdzDOzrH0Jb78UoDz4lYO91jb1A7u7inn5pmLf9kgo5iiUZ4GVqiuweEjZY7n6WMz8Ey9zx3Iwkl93zIHz4WCU5mfwfMUaPqzY079gFEr0Bu0uQ7gT3LbfFZeoK-fnQ03pfHIVFLmBisivyfP-eB0X-Xq0m-eBprykCs/w640-h426/crashed%20plane.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>So here's my first outing with creative AI, before and after. It has a way to go, but it was fun trying out!<p></p>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-17514373715603365592023-06-12T20:32:00.014-05:002023-06-12T20:39:19.695-05:00Saddle Up<p></p><p>After a little health setback which was causing me to not want to do anything, I'm trying to get back in the saddle. Not literally a horse's saddle, although I'd love that. The figurative kind. Creating, to be exact.</p><p>It's a terrible thing to lose your mojo. You think, "well, that's it. Guess that's all I had." But you <i>know </i>better! You <i>know </i>that's not all you have! As a believer in THE Creator, you know art is yours to make as long as you have breath in your body. It's just amazing how that body can drain your desire to create <i>anything </i>when it's not working properly.</p><p> But, got that little issue fixed and now I'm doing things to get the juices flowing again.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMwZ-cYjnNmExp0Myfi6OpQwthhgtiNarScigOeDXloVnU-3cUr1UysbU_NFIVOo1LvQyPoLRFJsuOuIr-COsofqL6PsAlkEgklmdfEDggMfG1PFptVnmcC5briSwWaImJtctG1NNnYB6FKSTVEe5F0sCjruS1bawMFxrjrfj8bOPGH73KpqFyGQBMA/s2542/66%20a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1567" data-original-width="2542" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMwZ-cYjnNmExp0Myfi6OpQwthhgtiNarScigOeDXloVnU-3cUr1UysbU_NFIVOo1LvQyPoLRFJsuOuIr-COsofqL6PsAlkEgklmdfEDggMfG1PFptVnmcC5briSwWaImJtctG1NNnYB6FKSTVEe5F0sCjruS1bawMFxrjrfj8bOPGH73KpqFyGQBMA/w640-h394/66%20a.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I needed a local iconic photo for a work project. This neat sculpture was installed to celebrate this year's Route 66 anniversary. Problem is, they located it in a roundabout surrounded by light poles, wires, trailers, and all kinds of unattractive structures. It's really unfortunate. But, it gave me good practice in editing and spiffing up images! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEU3plgvJK1hD-hcmP6qL4KSRV8ve1fdArq2SjKbSy9EvawB1yeoI5WuAlEO0dKM7gQOuxmv_gnGbGUyp_f0nu-bc7y1YgRAbmbIXDreZAxyc1U75qZby9w8_XoSXdC9_0kIrzV4EmVrcKL0kowaW1PwMfLry3utXBcHxGvjt_GNRsDKAYRgBRYmhGzA/s5760/boat%20in%20weeds%20P.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEU3plgvJK1hD-hcmP6qL4KSRV8ve1fdArq2SjKbSy9EvawB1yeoI5WuAlEO0dKM7gQOuxmv_gnGbGUyp_f0nu-bc7y1YgRAbmbIXDreZAxyc1U75qZby9w8_XoSXdC9_0kIrzV4EmVrcKL0kowaW1PwMfLry3utXBcHxGvjt_GNRsDKAYRgBRYmhGzA/w640-h426/boat%20in%20weeds%20P.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">I </span><i style="text-align: left;">made </i><span style="text-align: left;">myself get up early one Saturday morning, determined to get back to doing one of my favorite things - drive-by photo shoots. Just grab the camera, put my dog in the car and take a drive, looking for something interesting to photograph. Discovered this abandoned boat near a country intersection, only a couple miles away.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NEY1HUl4l3-beIwLyV1fCJ5TJD1gnaELTooQR904ZpOtaBjVDVKK5K4bdKpL7umeXiSbBwrXrwMlt04v04rrMwIxoIMj2bo0KdzhC1QvbHY4FVy4hMWVlsFCFd4lySHxnNIX7r4oEl6on4o_vkxRnp6lnKnGc1EVd89yxlO-FpNaBhyLZ7cOQn2lEw/s1080/Book%20Collage%20vs2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NEY1HUl4l3-beIwLyV1fCJ5TJD1gnaELTooQR904ZpOtaBjVDVKK5K4bdKpL7umeXiSbBwrXrwMlt04v04rrMwIxoIMj2bo0KdzhC1QvbHY4FVy4hMWVlsFCFd4lySHxnNIX7r4oEl6on4o_vkxRnp6lnKnGc1EVd89yxlO-FpNaBhyLZ7cOQn2lEw/w640-h640/Book%20Collage%20vs2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I was inspired by a book on mixed media to make a photo collage about one day in your life. As I was going through the house this morning, putting things away & straightening up, I realized something. Everywhere I land in my house, I have something to read. There's always a stack on the kitchen island. The bathroom window ledge. Top of the sewing machine. A basket of art magazines next to the desk and galvanized bins-full on top. Bibles and spiritual books on the dresser, next to the bedroom chair. Stacked on the nightstand. And a Kindle charging on the recliner. (The center image is a sculpture in front of the library).</p><p>I've always been a reader. My grandmother was a reader and so was my dad (Westerns were their favorite genre). And thank the Lord, so is my son. I started reading to him as soon as I got him home from the hospital. He started recognizing the alphabet as soon as he could talk. All grown up now, it's a delight to discuss books we're both reading.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLMn_2j2NgwkS7lMqeXRS6ZOIoCzejYKwhz2avISqUDN5pwBwbnIwpeEaH-YLIa1P9StWCXmBVBnb0WqA8YzUn9kWuag0xlt-oxkZAlb54VYyP06AAehx05947F0kakwhOnu8KGqPklQGiVBiKoZWyu45lPSxqOT8rneVIYvaXlN6E7Y7EonIRfUQjgw/s5760/6Z0A6190.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLMn_2j2NgwkS7lMqeXRS6ZOIoCzejYKwhz2avISqUDN5pwBwbnIwpeEaH-YLIa1P9StWCXmBVBnb0WqA8YzUn9kWuag0xlt-oxkZAlb54VYyP06AAehx05947F0kakwhOnu8KGqPklQGiVBiKoZWyu45lPSxqOT8rneVIYvaXlN6E7Y7EonIRfUQjgw/w640-h426/6Z0A6190.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>And speaking of saddles, I do have another set of photos coming from that aforementioned Saturday drive-by. It's a pasture full of miniature horses. I can picture (pun intended) how I want it to look, but haven't quite put my finger on it yet. I'll be working on that next! </p>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-72850311051530894082023-02-09T22:35:00.002-06:002023-02-09T22:35:33.472-06:00Showmen's Rest: final<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVh_QY_cvXUa1vQvxW26uLl_3qXdMTj-y00MwHgziQU3rR6bOXB1TfsdEt9qDK3iJ8QGBlYznI3Hz7wqR3piBpL8BvA2gkwtKpPI4GHNfBJJzZp5rh_7m_KZhyEK6363E7I2P9ZwifDZFM_h94iaW-vyPX307ClJi80MnbhLMMmCbYoMWUeyWSqvNTJA/s1785/Popcorn%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1190" data-original-width="1785" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVh_QY_cvXUa1vQvxW26uLl_3qXdMTj-y00MwHgziQU3rR6bOXB1TfsdEt9qDK3iJ8QGBlYznI3Hz7wqR3piBpL8BvA2gkwtKpPI4GHNfBJJzZp5rh_7m_KZhyEK6363E7I2P9ZwifDZFM_h94iaW-vyPX307ClJi80MnbhLMMmCbYoMWUeyWSqvNTJA/w640-h426/Popcorn%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><i>"I used to tell them
before I retired that if I drop dead in the ring, make it funny and get me out of there."</i> Thomas Sink, aka Popcorn the Clown, lived & breathed circus life for over 30 years. He didn't expect this to be his lifelong career, but said he just had a knack for it. Popcorn also participated in an oral history interview, which you can read here: <a href="https://www.loc.gov/podcasts/america-works/transcripts/AmericaWorks-Podcast_Season3Episode6_transcription.pdf" target="_blank"> https://www.loc.gov/podcasts/america-works/transcripts/AmericaWorks-Podcast_Season3Episode6_transcription.pdf</a></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1jRkLYTTbE8adsEREEncfG9l6C3-yS49AuHVKvJ4r36_YBKQWil6ooajYal3CD4Jn1HwURvDUJQCDw_whXseJP1av0yh_dz05SuxXGV-gHY9NiNYTKgHQNbPeaHzMFokoD6_S0WJ1gT0EuiE2b3FnmNxcVgdUVX5VxILSDOc6oaZEBo1kfgXDzJk5ZA/s1800/Zefta%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1jRkLYTTbE8adsEREEncfG9l6C3-yS49AuHVKvJ4r36_YBKQWil6ooajYal3CD4Jn1HwURvDUJQCDw_whXseJP1av0yh_dz05SuxXGV-gHY9NiNYTKgHQNbPeaHzMFokoD6_S0WJ1gT0EuiE2b3FnmNxcVgdUVX5VxILSDOc6oaZEBo1kfgXDzJk5ZA/w640-h426/Zefta%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Zefta Loyal said to her daughter one day, “Dolly, I will retire
center ring. I will never stay long enough to where I’m going to be in the side
ring.” And that's just what she did. She retired in 1954 after nearly 30 years a center ring
star. "I was center ring from the day I went in until the day I retired.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background: white;">Known as </span><span style="background: white; color: #050505;">"Queen of the Bareback Riders" she was a member of the original
Loyal-Repensky Troup, a family who performed amazing bareback horse riding stunts. For another interesting oral history, click here: </span></span><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #050505;"><a href="https://www.loc.gov/item/2017655385/" target="_blank">https://www.loc.gov/item/2017655385/</a></span></span></p></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP-HCLQzMYOo_vO9EdSQsKYAko19wxEWRdY6n2cTFKV1fe0lpBGQdrVFa0WMZY71Qw2QJKpHEn4Ni4_oncWs6VXSQyGvcGHt9uueZhQMlJZR6U_1pUKpnsvgEV4oTsp6RAFNmm7v-r61Xr2HSWMSCsE7kkClyk2JZSbp-CSSIhQUUhw_QTabrIrrDrhA/s1800/Whatley%20cowboy%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP-HCLQzMYOo_vO9EdSQsKYAko19wxEWRdY6n2cTFKV1fe0lpBGQdrVFa0WMZY71Qw2QJKpHEn4Ni4_oncWs6VXSQyGvcGHt9uueZhQMlJZR6U_1pUKpnsvgEV4oTsp6RAFNmm7v-r61Xr2HSWMSCsE7kkClyk2JZSbp-CSSIhQUUhw_QTabrIrrDrhA/w640-h426/Whatley%20cowboy%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Circus folks aren't the only celebrities buried at Mt. Olivet. There's another section called Bull Rider's Reprieve. Several champion rodeo & bull riders are buried here. We were particularly interested in finding Todd Whatley's grave because an elderly friend of ours used to be a rodeo clown and knew Mr. Whatley.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2EG64UMkG8hwaCM-et8cQ-_IawXG_DVXKvB5GKouUxybBr6ONn1sxszCMkHLxwY1UYgs4mAjzKRj5zAsUasaEuHXUf_Vf1bKNKip8qLODf1ov5Oxy5Q_F6rNcLC0e9KGM-7ndHegVaAdVfhZTnpywf3YaqBBRpnF_LlzM78c81Xg4R18uNCbh6PE7lA/s2048/IMG_1855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2EG64UMkG8hwaCM-et8cQ-_IawXG_DVXKvB5GKouUxybBr6ONn1sxszCMkHLxwY1UYgs4mAjzKRj5zAsUasaEuHXUf_Vf1bKNKip8qLODf1ov5Oxy5Q_F6rNcLC0e9KGM-7ndHegVaAdVfhZTnpywf3YaqBBRpnF_LlzM78c81Xg4R18uNCbh6PE7lA/w480-h640/IMG_1855.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Here are a few snapshots of some other headstones and interesting inscriptions, epitaphs to their life's work.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUG_j0gjXDjR1JvyFFt5Mo886ZqOFhsqvtsGzmXTPt13XAS9fBOiDXFk5lbLnGhkRK465UhPwLq4epGj0OsSpj1HpT3w8dWhK3JprWwEAhjtKf0rQB6QTqMILUnndE9JEnwJqW53ogDsIRPhtSxlzULZ5H62NFJvLVg8Ijr0aIn10pAZN_H2fWDlnk-w/s2048/IMG_1859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUG_j0gjXDjR1JvyFFt5Mo886ZqOFhsqvtsGzmXTPt13XAS9fBOiDXFk5lbLnGhkRK465UhPwLq4epGj0OsSpj1HpT3w8dWhK3JprWwEAhjtKf0rQB6QTqMILUnndE9JEnwJqW53ogDsIRPhtSxlzULZ5H62NFJvLVg8Ijr0aIn10pAZN_H2fWDlnk-w/w480-h640/IMG_1859.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1PyHTK_za_x0cg5_uj4Rfoiieacrh8zw09lbUlKlHatxA67udSF3g7V_m5AE1AnPzIcJhhRBWfZLZX4rp3HsKCXGI2UYIjAM7-DKwXWQ8xpRvKrXvw-dzMCNuwuVEFZgvoDlhVYEIZ41Fbq226wMlB6LgoN8yHmtFXXv0VCfPEkrXLCS1pAkIjbAhIA/s5760/6Z0A5015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5760" data-original-width="3840" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1PyHTK_za_x0cg5_uj4Rfoiieacrh8zw09lbUlKlHatxA67udSF3g7V_m5AE1AnPzIcJhhRBWfZLZX4rp3HsKCXGI2UYIjAM7-DKwXWQ8xpRvKrXvw-dzMCNuwuVEFZgvoDlhVYEIZ41Fbq226wMlB6LgoN8yHmtFXXv0VCfPEkrXLCS1pAkIjbAhIA/w426-h640/6Z0A5015.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0C5eG4n9F7ussxUmwJhrB5wNhDF7eiyoj6vBZmJz9zMR7t3XzD3hKTPvofPBTVbIyblBVeZS72wxGiJR3wsXGpwvstkWTGNGFYHB8SXlT0KY0o-A4P0b-mvhVfsEBXKfQrDuzbdu0RNP3-wU4uEzCrUnTv80X8terD-HMslH8gjUObaid9moLsk7AiQ/s5669/6Z0A5008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3779" data-original-width="5669" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0C5eG4n9F7ussxUmwJhrB5wNhDF7eiyoj6vBZmJz9zMR7t3XzD3hKTPvofPBTVbIyblBVeZS72wxGiJR3wsXGpwvstkWTGNGFYHB8SXlT0KY0o-A4P0b-mvhVfsEBXKfQrDuzbdu0RNP3-wU4uEzCrUnTv80X8terD-HMslH8gjUObaid9moLsk7AiQ/w640-h426/6Z0A5008.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>And finally, as a fitting close to my collection here, the inscription reads:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>We have had the good life but the season ended.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrMoYF9xtLnCl_Ihn5-pFvWG8rsbFa2NvS951UaMy8dILP-1QOijRpVz_WY5Pl5-D_GXfA7U0VtfRWZEXIWVrHiORfJPuT0B27HkZgvdMkktA-c_AUQv5IoGcSE1JwQk1TFNhnHeEYSrGFgQTimXcJwKyPLSsCB6jdHCoFohOrnu2vf2UpZZn-j6Vlw/s1800/McAntosh%20circus%20stone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrMoYF9xtLnCl_Ihn5-pFvWG8rsbFa2NvS951UaMy8dILP-1QOijRpVz_WY5Pl5-D_GXfA7U0VtfRWZEXIWVrHiORfJPuT0B27HkZgvdMkktA-c_AUQv5IoGcSE1JwQk1TFNhnHeEYSrGFgQTimXcJwKyPLSsCB6jdHCoFohOrnu2vf2UpZZn-j6Vlw/w640-h426/McAntosh%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-56072899339757092932023-02-06T22:55:00.001-06:002023-02-09T07:26:03.276-06:00Showmen's Rest: part 3<p></p><p>Welcome to the third installment of Showmen's Rest. This is a collection of photos from Mt. Olivet Cemetery's section of memorials to people who lived the circus life.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghlEI7VVElUa-Eu_5HlPFBcI_GvElC5sQ-v2h2RRU4ImLDw2_sXRcl3epYylv4zJL-1oMxe00bPISFl0XOer-HYNcWn-i1idNfs4EiV_aPSgt99Bh_pYYktLjmgqmETeysCSybiPT7RKUFWJGsmN599eZ-fC37d83ZtNnIrgRDVPWtq4SxFwv0HizPmw/s1800/Hamilton%20%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghlEI7VVElUa-Eu_5HlPFBcI_GvElC5sQ-v2h2RRU4ImLDw2_sXRcl3epYylv4zJL-1oMxe00bPISFl0XOer-HYNcWn-i1idNfs4EiV_aPSgt99Bh_pYYktLjmgqmETeysCSybiPT7RKUFWJGsmN599eZ-fC37d83ZtNnIrgRDVPWtq4SxFwv0HizPmw/w640-h426/Hamilton%20%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>Dudley Warner Hamilton, born in 1929, was once a state highway patrolman, a bread truck driver, and he bred and showed champion Collies. He didn't actually get into the circus life until he was in his 50s! He began as a booking agent, then press agent. In his golden years, he became the groundskeeper of the winter quarters for the Kelly-Miller Circus in Hugo. He gave a very interesting oral history that you can read here: <a href="https://www.loc.gov/item/2017655374/ " target="_blank">https://www.loc.gov/item/2017655374/ </a> His epitaph reads: <i>May all your days be circus days.</i><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4DVlgs14DkK-70eMlvoeKUn4Bvq8HW8nx8CHXleXb-BU9JFTWFSTpRSx3f2-TlY9HMRndWaur-eS_cLSZfU5HAcN31Spmh3Iy7Y8yE7Efs0KZYZM5mjU7pwGQHhDN1OKVwEHPUx9E9nVmJm2cEngsxJVFAT9xPOlbWzSi0o3NEzeq9rgFamnyLZmJEQ/s1200/Strong%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="948" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4DVlgs14DkK-70eMlvoeKUn4Bvq8HW8nx8CHXleXb-BU9JFTWFSTpRSx3f2-TlY9HMRndWaur-eS_cLSZfU5HAcN31Spmh3Iy7Y8yE7Efs0KZYZM5mjU7pwGQHhDN1OKVwEHPUx9E9nVmJm2cEngsxJVFAT9xPOlbWzSi0o3NEzeq9rgFamnyLZmJEQ/w506-h640/Strong%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="506" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>"Big John Strong" has one of the biggest and most intriguing monuments in the cemetery. He got into the circus life the same way most others did back in the day - with a small animal act. John wanted to be an actor. Maybe that didn't work out or maybe his long desire to have his own circus took precedence. As newlyweds, the 6-foot-5-inch John and his young bride, Ruth, trained a dog and a pony and took their little show on the road from Hollywood in 1948. Within 15 years, they had one of the biggest 3-ring tented shows around. On the reverse side of the monument is etched: <i>"Big John" The man with more friends than Santa Claus.</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvmiikHlAckrj3Z4oNTrOVApghNziwbWwkd2xDCIDsTztAxk6b9JrrDnW59nquhYL_OJYRVjxiwZyA2jMTPiZBiDgsZSKe2S-7-d5v4ivIUMHBNiGYFo3oGd_r7CQp1oIDU_4py5up36Ekj7Jr1UPhsd29uhmdFdYfErDKHwau5o85WZPFJvp9UFnYw/s1800/Woodcock%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvmiikHlAckrj3Z4oNTrOVApghNziwbWwkd2xDCIDsTztAxk6b9JrrDnW59nquhYL_OJYRVjxiwZyA2jMTPiZBiDgsZSKe2S-7-d5v4ivIUMHBNiGYFo3oGd_r7CQp1oIDU_4py5up36Ekj7Jr1UPhsd29uhmdFdYfErDKHwau5o85WZPFJvp9UFnYw/w640-h426/Woodcock%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>"Buckles" Woodcock was born in a circus family. His father was a legendary elephant trainer. The <i>Anna May</i> you see written on the center of the monument was not his wife or daughter. Anna Mae was one of the country's most famous elephants, acquired by William and trained by Buckles. She was even in the 1955 film, The Big Circus. His wife, Barbara, was an aerialist and leopard trainer. You can read more about this family of elephant experts and circus historians at this page: </div><div><a href="https://www.circusesandsideshows.com/performers/buckleswoodcock.html" target="_blank">https://www.circusesandsideshows.com/performers/buckleswoodcock.html</a></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOuEXhtMtLR5DOn8TZp5qUIGdlisA_ty8mNHRkajL6aDmU60hEGbkfNXh_dItwjE731wKGDeakFLyGz6893DmW-5bVyNIftQMaaSjrzB03l5_KXWpB0Ne2bD7Dw6ImJqf-WsvTvyIhWooNAqIvq9ba8GuZxZfU6U1dK0oQ9BL2-W1mM4K-GNPfWDHbvA/s1800/Carroll%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOuEXhtMtLR5DOn8TZp5qUIGdlisA_ty8mNHRkajL6aDmU60hEGbkfNXh_dItwjE731wKGDeakFLyGz6893DmW-5bVyNIftQMaaSjrzB03l5_KXWpB0Ne2bD7Dw6ImJqf-WsvTvyIhWooNAqIvq9ba8GuZxZfU6U1dK0oQ9BL2-W1mM4K-GNPfWDHbvA/w640-h426/Carroll%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />John Carroll was an elephant trainer for many years. It seems he didn't have any family. When he died in an accident, his friends put his money into a trust fund. It was established to pay for funerals and burial plots for circus people.<p></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGKEY0jiubrB5al-KjuU6bODFGNuQ7qigHmggHXv1Ooy4CFPxyNX6F9XNLP_fYFxx1gjM97lcO7LcFfoU1FH3ojylrIEd2FEPqQAwqvFrFHzgQOMS6Mm73qrR1Zkd5aBvw8NSIc7p8lWGaK9efiOCXevgqgtSlHLOARahx2QiYbTYYYjukMQ3vA0RfOQ/s5760/6Z0A5043.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGKEY0jiubrB5al-KjuU6bODFGNuQ7qigHmggHXv1Ooy4CFPxyNX6F9XNLP_fYFxx1gjM97lcO7LcFfoU1FH3ojylrIEd2FEPqQAwqvFrFHzgQOMS6Mm73qrR1Zkd5aBvw8NSIc7p8lWGaK9efiOCXevgqgtSlHLOARahx2QiYbTYYYjukMQ3vA0RfOQ/w640-h426/6Z0A5043.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Not all the headstones are elaborate. James O'Donnell's simply reads <i>Acrobat and Clown.</i><div>Bonnie Warner's is just a flat stone in the ground. Underneath her photo it reads <i>Chimp Trainer.</i></div><div><i><br /></i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7UJfAKiHQRVW-g-XPWT2ubNuLtvg8yYsXKJoYKMEXeYWetEvhxyxtKdubupQbtxiIyPaPzlsUN5m8VQbaZ_YCKAV5M3hOlXG9JW6OXAQrdHt6EdOsDqO91xjVmLL83tvmoJhLd4TzYYUvmrdBoijHEQ5yOkuMtYCxwxrAtrUAg1jV4BVjzHYMSPMGw/s2048/IMG_1854.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7UJfAKiHQRVW-g-XPWT2ubNuLtvg8yYsXKJoYKMEXeYWetEvhxyxtKdubupQbtxiIyPaPzlsUN5m8VQbaZ_YCKAV5M3hOlXG9JW6OXAQrdHt6EdOsDqO91xjVmLL83tvmoJhLd4TzYYUvmrdBoijHEQ5yOkuMtYCxwxrAtrUAg1jV4BVjzHYMSPMGw/w640-h480/IMG_1854.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>There are just a few more photos to show. Check back for the final post.</div><div><br /></div></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-67588768634054285252023-02-05T19:16:00.000-06:002023-02-05T19:16:58.387-06:00Showmen's Rest: part 2<p></p><div>Here is another wide shot of part of Showmen's Rest. Can you spot the the ghostly additions? Some are actual images of items related to the Kelly-Miller and Carson & Barnes circuses.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0lTSiw-gXci-4IFevw0RqbLSRwA1zvn_hoobNu4dStGExpvt5tk1ZmIZpT7irOZ7WwOcnMQOB0GTRNRAh7Es9Ibm9y1HU7y6g7Rbdf92nNkQJ8SI4fv85aJDZzmUOu0JDDRgvKlnsSNE6nyi9_BLBjfkENeoOCVS9vjVMYYwChLYioBXBLCJnG6Xtmg/s1800/wide%20shot%20cemetery%20circus%20stone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0lTSiw-gXci-4IFevw0RqbLSRwA1zvn_hoobNu4dStGExpvt5tk1ZmIZpT7irOZ7WwOcnMQOB0GTRNRAh7Es9Ibm9y1HU7y6g7Rbdf92nNkQJ8SI4fv85aJDZzmUOu0JDDRgvKlnsSNE6nyi9_BLBjfkENeoOCVS9vjVMYYwChLYioBXBLCJnG6Xtmg/w640-h426/wide%20shot%20cemetery%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0oJI6sCGYWmGCfQyR5Osnbn8DZHeVRAMVhquZw1Mg_Lu9IQZygJdJTgoexptGM_rICvdpXFPIVIcTNaGvPJbMAQ8f8LuUDCOMHX5SYDraVw06XsFmRyqTaUGSdN3bQ9MW7FJUF8kxQZywIbD8Ms84Y6W6v5NhTtDayNlmlljD4hOV_VbaztKMnCrewQ/s1800/Umberto%202%20circus%20stone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0oJI6sCGYWmGCfQyR5Osnbn8DZHeVRAMVhquZw1Mg_Lu9IQZygJdJTgoexptGM_rICvdpXFPIVIcTNaGvPJbMAQ8f8LuUDCOMHX5SYDraVw06XsFmRyqTaUGSdN3bQ9MW7FJUF8kxQZywIbD8Ms84Y6W6v5NhTtDayNlmlljD4hOV_VbaztKMnCrewQ/w640-h426/Umberto%202%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div>Herbie Weber, <i>The Great Huberto</i>, was in demand and performed with many circuses. He also appeared on Broadway in "Around the World in 80 Days" and in the movie "The Big Circus." He showed off on the low-wire, walking, running, jumping, and dancing across the wire. He would walk up an incline wire to the top of the tent and slide backwards to the bottom. He would also fake a fall by attempting a jump and dramatically falling from the wire. His wife and the ringmaster would run to him begging him not to try again. He would do it anyway, succeeding, and bring the audience to their feet cheering.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYAeINBl7zKBEFU4ANAxcfr9P4O86t-6XPwK6XPohUL7WyNFQLtL4fNVyPHlWkwcfzFC6V4vx6mgEdU3bmCp1QabU1mBNkgiA9i4Ppy0iezeqrULNz9PG07AGgGN1iy5x208bqScbnO2uif8mZtSdRgFgya0m6friyWHNUVesy7C5uPBJkNL-HRudLXg/s1800/Umberto%20circus%20stone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYAeINBl7zKBEFU4ANAxcfr9P4O86t-6XPwK6XPohUL7WyNFQLtL4fNVyPHlWkwcfzFC6V4vx6mgEdU3bmCp1QabU1mBNkgiA9i4Ppy0iezeqrULNz9PG07AGgGN1iy5x208bqScbnO2uif8mZtSdRgFgya0m6friyWHNUVesy7C5uPBJkNL-HRudLXg/w640-h426/Umberto%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />This is the headstone of Albert Louis Vonderheid (and family?) The family name is etched in a festive circus style font. I really can't find information about him, but I think the monument does tell us a little about his life. Member of the United Zoological Assemblies. Other names listed are Maria Louise, National Park Ranger and Susan Annette, Circus Performer & School Teacher. The Riding Conleys and Circus Tow Truck are also mentioned. The quote says, <i>Life on the road was our adventure, Circus or National Parks.</i></div><div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ITzDShpbBgOwqmpHNXs0e_MS6ohKFblQ1xYN-6roBryNp24CI5zkTA0_o1TB9U26MMhkEM1tDG-eTCzCagcVrCWYbMJ4U1eUhPoddYj3ztUDTKBx0vZqVkkSl3N7dUYM93ETTRqlPLBbWAO6VcOBP0Xw2O4mDep2OkgODIKQY0Bcb7cdDPDKkFYGfw/s1800/Vonderheid%20circus%20stone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ITzDShpbBgOwqmpHNXs0e_MS6ohKFblQ1xYN-6roBryNp24CI5zkTA0_o1TB9U26MMhkEM1tDG-eTCzCagcVrCWYbMJ4U1eUhPoddYj3ztUDTKBx0vZqVkkSl3N7dUYM93ETTRqlPLBbWAO6VcOBP0Xw2O4mDep2OkgODIKQY0Bcb7cdDPDKkFYGfw/w640-h426/Vonderheid%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was a lovely October day when we visited. Here's a closing shot. There's more to see so come back for part 3!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHAEyJ7l8tZbZXlPz4SpIJ8dvV9lY07Tzkq1EuT_6hChbrH0-3-pguIvxxdfSlKWRmRbh32aaZpI86C2BybEbvQin306hjno4PeiVkcRSUEffaTsY9n0eqLFz2oj_6KIWpO6jGv_ki4gxU2kWCmN58zRGaPoNaK9PySXYIEIXiMlGt3RJlsgCJJEDnkQ/s5724/6Z0A5025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3816" data-original-width="5724" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHAEyJ7l8tZbZXlPz4SpIJ8dvV9lY07Tzkq1EuT_6hChbrH0-3-pguIvxxdfSlKWRmRbh32aaZpI86C2BybEbvQin306hjno4PeiVkcRSUEffaTsY9n0eqLFz2oj_6KIWpO6jGv_ki4gxU2kWCmN58zRGaPoNaK9PySXYIEIXiMlGt3RJlsgCJJEDnkQ/w640-h426/6Z0A5025.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-19694949481238638802023-02-04T23:27:00.016-06:002023-02-05T19:24:09.306-06:00 Showmen's Rest: part 1 Introduction<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRu_zmL5d15mmI392-Gnt_9UzRgNj3mYdQPTtWvu6OlFIW4EcY3hz-Cv-h4Cn592nFPtKT1wYT-nQ3NDLrlMNFF1qX5fqr0gzKRwNMJwY3zaqcD8u7i6QU3gH4nclwp75skJaEgInP5PMtRpvjOIgckWGI__cTvitVJSvmU8oXs0IkB2Rol0YJvYJctA/s5760/6Z0A4992.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRu_zmL5d15mmI392-Gnt_9UzRgNj3mYdQPTtWvu6OlFIW4EcY3hz-Cv-h4Cn592nFPtKT1wYT-nQ3NDLrlMNFF1qX5fqr0gzKRwNMJwY3zaqcD8u7i6QU3gH4nclwp75skJaEgInP5PMtRpvjOIgckWGI__cTvitVJSvmU8oXs0IkB2Rol0YJvYJctA/w640-h426/6Z0A4992.jpg" width="640" /></a></div> <br />In a little town called Hugo, in southeast Oklahoma, is a most unlikely site. It's a portion of Mt. Olivet cemetery named Showmen's Rest. It's the final resting place for circus owners and performers, most of whom lived in Hugo during the off season. Their granite memorials are unique tributes to people who must have loved the nomadic circus life. Scattered throughout the cemetery are smaller monuments topped with an elephant. A large memorial pays tribute to "all showmen under God's big top."(next photo)<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiajgr-4etDKUD6hx5HG1f52jN6y2LEkEMZz-DMOVdcHtd4jx124WH6-v5tmQw9zMgR_a-tIlOLZFvnlJXY5Or4uYORDBrA3_Dj1gT-7Gn1qkKEkweDuDPuCoMyDrTvUEZ33pOF1fbG7f8LoKhx4m6993t162s8SHbPFDFWmaTpnGTTkD42XqawDuChIw/s1800/Elephant%20Trainer%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiajgr-4etDKUD6hx5HG1f52jN6y2LEkEMZz-DMOVdcHtd4jx124WH6-v5tmQw9zMgR_a-tIlOLZFvnlJXY5Or4uYORDBrA3_Dj1gT-7Gn1qkKEkweDuDPuCoMyDrTvUEZ33pOF1fbG7f8LoKhx4m6993t162s8SHbPFDFWmaTpnGTTkD42XqawDuChIw/w640-h426/Elephant%20Trainer%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I love interesting architecture, and architecture & landscape photography. Cemeteries can be a treasure trove of both, particularly the old ones back east. Since Oklahoma has only been settled a little over 100 years, our resting places are rather plain. To discover Showmen's Rest right here on the prairie was a pleasant surprise.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjJWfUslMSFknEwoGEYRhBlSddxiKudWXRJELalZMTfNbWRsIJ2FKWDDCledEYuTu9SzKiqcAJIfRYtOX8TOATiXz-v_vqNdIYSEtbr8ilNooZvhN_GckDCwTXYu565Iw1PEDcahgoNDQPLaDlLZ7xh0u80nRAF7a2hhfXjZpG04IKE6aM_7wxf5Nt_g/s1684/IMG_1852.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1304" data-original-width="1684" height="496" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjJWfUslMSFknEwoGEYRhBlSddxiKudWXRJELalZMTfNbWRsIJ2FKWDDCledEYuTu9SzKiqcAJIfRYtOX8TOATiXz-v_vqNdIYSEtbr8ilNooZvhN_GckDCwTXYu565Iw1PEDcahgoNDQPLaDlLZ7xh0u80nRAF7a2hhfXjZpG04IKE6aM_7wxf5Nt_g/w640-h496/IMG_1852.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I am normally not into "dark" things, but I was inspired by the artwork of the new streaming show, "1883" and the work of a photographer who lives where I grew up. She does interesting composites of the grand cemeteries and other landscapes in that area <span style="font-size: x-small;">(find her on Facebook - Whispered Tales of the Ohio Valley). </span> I've always wanted to try my hand at that and so here begins a series of blogs with composited photos from Mt. Olivet's Showmen's Rest. Look closely to find some ghostly images from the past.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkTbWRGJdWh2PMLDy2jc-11rxn8sxHvQ6j0GwlrPkMhEL-gTanWA5p2zstRidxOdoba4ma5ZHHbwlmFyXzHoAnIqjcK4-yWEiuG-toYFFe7n4xKcONdoIZGSS5NWqwNPwUyjmBDnaWIe37qfeww2xweUFQGG1g7u15-zrzoTxM9VzlDH59CIPDFY1KHQ/s1200/1883_social_1200x627.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="627" data-original-width="1200" height="167" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkTbWRGJdWh2PMLDy2jc-11rxn8sxHvQ6j0GwlrPkMhEL-gTanWA5p2zstRidxOdoba4ma5ZHHbwlmFyXzHoAnIqjcK4-yWEiuG-toYFFe7n4xKcONdoIZGSS5NWqwNPwUyjmBDnaWIe37qfeww2xweUFQGG1g7u15-zrzoTxM9VzlDH59CIPDFY1KHQ/s320/1883_social_1200x627.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Hugo, for some reason, became a popular winter headquarters for traveling circuses. In fact, even today, two still winter here, Carson & Barnes and Kelly-Miller.</div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxNqMmQve3quoywYyeuV0LxUOUWcVj96_fNIfATxAxAMyI0SGz0K4aFQF9If1kHkBDgbRvurlbs9M5A8igUaxuwAWZgv-T3-uDZcDDtrpZhjdbo93aaRXReuQxumY6OfqkWZgqtRtkpGQYy5FyAo7f3g_XWrTCBU2xbILKNDo1pwk7BrVDeWUuJo_YCg/s1800/Miller%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxNqMmQve3quoywYyeuV0LxUOUWcVj96_fNIfATxAxAMyI0SGz0K4aFQF9If1kHkBDgbRvurlbs9M5A8igUaxuwAWZgv-T3-uDZcDDtrpZhjdbo93aaRXReuQxumY6OfqkWZgqtRtkpGQYy5FyAo7f3g_XWrTCBU2xbILKNDo1pwk7BrVDeWUuJo_YCg/w640-h426/Miller%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Born in 1886, Obert Miller started with a small dog and pony act on the vaudeville circuit. The Miller family performed most of the acts and the small circus was successful in its early stages. Obert and his sons, Kelly & Dorey, purchased canvas and hand sewed a 40' x70' tent. The family created the animal acts, sold tickets, did their own bookkeeping, performed a wire act, trapeze work, and clowned. They moved about by a straight body truck, one semi and a pick-up. You may be thinking, "must have been a big family!" but from what I've read, it was just Obert, his wife, two sons and their wives! Started in 1937, by 1950 the Kelly-Miller circus was one of the country's major motorized circuses. I'm assuming they added more staff and other acts, too!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtgwVBz_CodUGt82jZnPvaD1pgHoQpZyBejlkSb8hyKTHPNFPkneVo1Zb6MAO5dcKXQJJB39uTBpvJj3SiD_fTu4UldJc8ISqIokuKFHQpoOTeJ_8XF0e7wfCpBnKZQRqN4X1GE_jtcIMaxh78j_1QLZEGiR7_6ocp28FVk0j__07O1w64NV-T181P7A/s1800/Elephant%20ShowmanRest%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtgwVBz_CodUGt82jZnPvaD1pgHoQpZyBejlkSb8hyKTHPNFPkneVo1Zb6MAO5dcKXQJJB39uTBpvJj3SiD_fTu4UldJc8ISqIokuKFHQpoOTeJ_8XF0e7wfCpBnKZQRqN4X1GE_jtcIMaxh78j_1QLZEGiR7_6ocp28FVk0j__07O1w64NV-T181P7A/s1800/Elephant%20ShowmanRest%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpCLQgRPCf9eFfJ2GzBJSelO31dkjpZrXlGRQ6YSM90fKP1bzoyuOGTLazNctDTAMNbxE-_6k4bjG28X-KOyWQuqn5X9UCysdOY33muZiWlpg3IuObAvTYvbzw4GZTOiWFf0d4gtPIxm2jyGT1wdviSN3Inx6LDFem06pDAZIvBe0wWHaa6GyYvtAX9w/s1800/Moore%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpCLQgRPCf9eFfJ2GzBJSelO31dkjpZrXlGRQ6YSM90fKP1bzoyuOGTLazNctDTAMNbxE-_6k4bjG28X-KOyWQuqn5X9UCysdOY33muZiWlpg3IuObAvTYvbzw4GZTOiWFf0d4gtPIxm2jyGT1wdviSN3Inx6LDFem06pDAZIvBe0wWHaa6GyYvtAX9w/w640-h426/Moore%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Jack Moore was co-founder of the Carson & Barnes Circus. He also started with a small animal act. In 1952, he moved his family to Hugo where he met Dorey Miller (son of Obert). They formed a partnership where Miller leased tents, equipment, and Mabel the elephant to Moore. Now a larger circus, he called his show the Tex Carson Circus. </div><div><br /></div><div>Jack, his wife and four children all worked and performed in the circus. In '58, he renamed it to the present Carson & Barnes Circus. I cannot figure out how <i>Carson </i>or <i>Barnes </i>fits in, but the circus still performs and winters in Hugo. </div><div><br /></div><div>Scroll down to the next headstone; its owner is also linked to C&B. No wonder circus people feel like family - they're all somehow linked by blood and business!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiziHfFFLFDAf7HkqPcuJWhx9-AV16oH6Qm4L9sl7zjMqMYJoU7ZsDzsKs4dBsnMziIIzcCW28fDNA3vhpcISOnvvwRDcERBybvuWHM09CLVgmfQMD2kGC2VbeWvDQudT0bsi_eIGWlD6mTfbTnkNvHWyQTYvJEB8nnpp_vKLWSNwoIiNChKsOfsEvGQ/s1800/Wagon%20wheel%20circus%20stone.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiziHfFFLFDAf7HkqPcuJWhx9-AV16oH6Qm4L9sl7zjMqMYJoU7ZsDzsKs4dBsnMziIIzcCW28fDNA3vhpcISOnvvwRDcERBybvuWHM09CLVgmfQMD2kGC2VbeWvDQudT0bsi_eIGWlD6mTfbTnkNvHWyQTYvJEB8nnpp_vKLWSNwoIiNChKsOfsEvGQ/w640-h426/Wagon%20wheel%20circus%20stone.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />Ted Bowman worked for a few other circuses before settling with Carson & Barnes where he was general manager for 17 years. Under the circus wagon wheel that makes up his headstone it sadly reads, <i>There's nothing left but empty popcorn sacks and wagon tracks - the circus is gone.</i></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCS1cf6Zx8K1Fe5_zrd7qjs1VqMYXBvIuNGcGj9KoJPBoYh0Kb8Gc9ETQ9VLjH1QNxbRzkOOgA4L5EnKOPmQV4bHSnl48D5NHFutejde3XeKG4E1D7XE5hHdVi12tCaGLUS6VrD91Hd9yaTZxvlSgG6hZU_p81-6blJjO-TAi79rLeTwaDgQAMVhNCAA/s5725/6Z0A5000.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3671" data-original-width="5725" height="410" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCS1cf6Zx8K1Fe5_zrd7qjs1VqMYXBvIuNGcGj9KoJPBoYh0Kb8Gc9ETQ9VLjH1QNxbRzkOOgA4L5EnKOPmQV4bHSnl48D5NHFutejde3XeKG4E1D7XE5hHdVi12tCaGLUS6VrD91Hd9yaTZxvlSgG6hZU_p81-6blJjO-TAi79rLeTwaDgQAMVhNCAA/w640-h410/6Z0A5000.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>That concludes the introduction. Stay tuned for part 2!<br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_nzxrKOCIeThQUx1dhGtVt5c8BjKTjiVJpvogCMsx72yjQAWLUxBZeAQ78JjzeEOEDWQJKo73uC-6Fqx3oTT-_fqKlBkrw4L4LlSIYK3QjckCxNAbYBdEsA8bnm6j23U9SQ7N-imER7RAG4RGLMMFYl1xQ0BBx6DO3brYdXA-SXchilpVohwBX00WzQ/s2048/IMG_1853.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_nzxrKOCIeThQUx1dhGtVt5c8BjKTjiVJpvogCMsx72yjQAWLUxBZeAQ78JjzeEOEDWQJKo73uC-6Fqx3oTT-_fqKlBkrw4L4LlSIYK3QjckCxNAbYBdEsA8bnm6j23U9SQ7N-imER7RAG4RGLMMFYl1xQ0BBx6DO3brYdXA-SXchilpVohwBX00WzQ/w480-h640/IMG_1853.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br />Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-57322650074313783202022-10-09T16:06:00.010-05:002022-10-09T17:27:29.810-05:00'Pacas & Pelicans!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">In late September, early October, the American White Pelican migrates & stays awhile in Oklahoma. One of our beautiful lake areas hosts an annual Pelican Festival. </span><span style="text-align: left;">It's the usual small town festival - food, music, craft tents.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0F7natFmKfbpEutzl-HRUrPjtFLY3W27zpwMRUbrhFxPaSX6YFh_4uPkn6_b6LlH11IWGt1JMLtB_Sa8luheXl8219IRoOgg2zBo4mcnYRnZlglTUmkXnhJ2Au_aqVQgZYRH2LucIUt0SUjlkic2pgVQw92Y0lpqfPX4OBJkhhsH7FaQLpYd9JyhnkQ/s3434/6Z0A4590.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2521" data-original-width="3434" height="470" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0F7natFmKfbpEutzl-HRUrPjtFLY3W27zpwMRUbrhFxPaSX6YFh_4uPkn6_b6LlH11IWGt1JMLtB_Sa8luheXl8219IRoOgg2zBo4mcnYRnZlglTUmkXnhJ2Au_aqVQgZYRH2LucIUt0SUjlkic2pgVQw92Y0lpqfPX4OBJkhhsH7FaQLpYd9JyhnkQ/w640-h470/6Z0A4590.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>When I first read about this event, I wanted to go - not for the festival, but in hopes of seeing a big flock of these birds in one place, like the advertisements show! We went there a couple years ago and only saw a flock flying overhead. We could not find them in the advertised usual spots.</p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwYCJw9WMZVsdut9wuPCPW4lyP_lMDOM8ckh_6Jp0-gpW0yEzdBhGAN3SgJneae9oSk_BkAbwKmw8S77uRZv0JHTP1qH0vSxoCGIoQa0pQzLswo89O4m0iVnesk_wB4d_MaEK4FTebM02qNHeFBnsf9XKHydQOA-RrbYtgPvXsVv-NUBwDWnFkQOs28g/s2300/6Z0A4591.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1223" data-original-width="2300" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwYCJw9WMZVsdut9wuPCPW4lyP_lMDOM8ckh_6Jp0-gpW0yEzdBhGAN3SgJneae9oSk_BkAbwKmw8S77uRZv0JHTP1qH0vSxoCGIoQa0pQzLswo89O4m0iVnesk_wB4d_MaEK4FTebM02qNHeFBnsf9XKHydQOA-RrbYtgPvXsVv-NUBwDWnFkQOs28g/w640-h340/6Z0A4591.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Last Monday, it was our day off and the weather was beautiful. We decided to take a convertible ride to Grand Lake for our Great Pelican Hunt.</p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllS0NIEL7s4oOE8tI0llwsg_QH_yjXGRITLtMkThqcyied12FihsRCmY_0xDMPSVN1GDIjotGCuOodYCTABToQ1J-w9kVsIyoJ3iTphuvqeDa9XznggkjaaAMdjFX8Rp5eBgTwhEUhVASY7jvdgI0xVM8mrZ7_Ernix1TJ3rDGVl_XDMttlugX1Sa9A/s5499/6Z0A4593.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2990" data-original-width="5499" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllS0NIEL7s4oOE8tI0llwsg_QH_yjXGRITLtMkThqcyied12FihsRCmY_0xDMPSVN1GDIjotGCuOodYCTABToQ1J-w9kVsIyoJ3iTphuvqeDa9XznggkjaaAMdjFX8Rp5eBgTwhEUhVASY7jvdgI0xVM8mrZ7_Ernix1TJ3rDGVl_XDMttlugX1Sa9A/w640-h348/6Z0A4593.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>We stopped at the places where they supposedly hang out and finally found a few at Bernice State Park, just outside of Grove.</p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUAKwjSTWlQUYTVoB_K3AVAGn_tFM8nDWBlSe26DjfLEEtSND0-hc9YKFO2GCIF7Vz6TN9u6wNoUEVgt3_0QcTc_Sv36Dab2y-ddrEtbp2cZORc5TqFSe52dZHT2_TrvNWkShemUvv6m_z02KbdH4qV9ogHm-wTp2eSgjwUIHo4uCAleZNiiqJrMy9Tw/s5760/6Z0A4594.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUAKwjSTWlQUYTVoB_K3AVAGn_tFM8nDWBlSe26DjfLEEtSND0-hc9YKFO2GCIF7Vz6TN9u6wNoUEVgt3_0QcTc_Sv36Dab2y-ddrEtbp2cZORc5TqFSe52dZHT2_TrvNWkShemUvv6m_z02KbdH4qV9ogHm-wTp2eSgjwUIHo4uCAleZNiiqJrMy9Tw/w640-h426/6Z0A4594.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>These shots were the best I could get. They were too far away to get a nice closeup and the sun was not in my favor. But I was thrilled anyway to finally find some pelicans!</p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhboK0DUGCTPbhzV8-ZabbJYqYXwwuXHYruqxRNNgPWq78sqeovZBwxtBxhGW64z2sd3RZ0O0NicVxvW8TjUu8MCh33600gqutT4s2xy_v92wRj8AlA0-eE5Z0-ggK2o8Qwk67scEkNv2Ttw7-G7oqhYTK87XCDWHWm7amZgakLS4YRq3gJAmAEiXkBUQ/s2039/6Z0A4595.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1379" data-original-width="2039" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhboK0DUGCTPbhzV8-ZabbJYqYXwwuXHYruqxRNNgPWq78sqeovZBwxtBxhGW64z2sd3RZ0O0NicVxvW8TjUu8MCh33600gqutT4s2xy_v92wRj8AlA0-eE5Z0-ggK2o8Qwk67scEkNv2Ttw7-G7oqhYTK87XCDWHWm7amZgakLS4YRq3gJAmAEiXkBUQ/w640-h432/6Z0A4595.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0FawD2UWO2uh0dZxnwtrxhFdza3DPTdRQQnaNtNnp2c4oQhmPYMqLD5oee4221nE1TzhIP7nzdWe8PgCcGZvWiET2Evi1MLaCDPav4ihik3tRYlCoJNtvuwKWvw5hT6EZJAWnqBs-wJqdFhkjrAnv1iuRw7p2E4eai8ogonMjzGQkhcVkYAgdhv8z5Q/s5760/6Z0A4598.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0FawD2UWO2uh0dZxnwtrxhFdza3DPTdRQQnaNtNnp2c4oQhmPYMqLD5oee4221nE1TzhIP7nzdWe8PgCcGZvWiET2Evi1MLaCDPav4ihik3tRYlCoJNtvuwKWvw5hT6EZJAWnqBs-wJqdFhkjrAnv1iuRw7p2E4eai8ogonMjzGQkhcVkYAgdhv8z5Q/w640-h426/6Z0A4598.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This guy below looks like he's wondering "what's the big deal?"<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3tmuU6U5utBLzXCu3zuLPYwQvmFt2c152nGPuXrV_t75GUE2NQ3hBpFmWHFpLDt-2fUjNHN08kukkM9KiFKKoLMnvpWZ_fgXUtDCOM7m1ObfT4vENfkEgdepEsUQciGLsgR6YXye6F1yAgJQhhukin2RT1gbrMz--4JLwB1JqrLryrLLCG61cfEqTxQ/s3516/6Z0A4599.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1946" data-original-width="3516" height="354" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3tmuU6U5utBLzXCu3zuLPYwQvmFt2c152nGPuXrV_t75GUE2NQ3hBpFmWHFpLDt-2fUjNHN08kukkM9KiFKKoLMnvpWZ_fgXUtDCOM7m1ObfT4vENfkEgdepEsUQciGLsgR6YXye6F1yAgJQhhukin2RT1gbrMz--4JLwB1JqrLryrLLCG61cfEqTxQ/w640-h354/6Z0A4599.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Later, I was excitedly telling a friend about our excursion. She said, "oh yeah, we saw them over at Ft. Gibson Lake." Like, <i>no big deal, they're everywhere</i>. Whaaat?</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjauqd2_qwCtebEIhPiIslaBxJ4IBVSJ4GP_rKPBuINhOVsLBnm8ap6xMP3GPEvp5hRKkRW39DgLnK9WZJODr-QadWNKquETDgHrH310OFtUl-w_FxONY9Th_R3tyUu8XQJi4cbiuIDw4Z39F7z6L_lbVQzlW2T782hbRK7ZP4dMQ-r-UJKtngilVZT-g/s1868/6Z0A4601.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1268" data-original-width="1868" height="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjauqd2_qwCtebEIhPiIslaBxJ4IBVSJ4GP_rKPBuINhOVsLBnm8ap6xMP3GPEvp5hRKkRW39DgLnK9WZJODr-QadWNKquETDgHrH310OFtUl-w_FxONY9Th_R3tyUu8XQJi4cbiuIDw4Z39F7z6L_lbVQzlW2T782hbRK7ZP4dMQ-r-UJKtngilVZT-g/w640-h434/6Z0A4601.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>After enjoying the pelican sighting, I remembered reading about an alpaca ranch nearby. I looked it up and found they are still in operation and receiving visitors. (How did we ever live without cell phones & Google? And Google on our cell phones?)</p></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbt4YKhXl7OVJm2Q9EUHsQGqcawR3zjLV6PG_hcP2GYOk1iS3cvxIzhKrzhnnlfbVadLhWx6V9lz-a1jLu_3hTR_hkw0oFuAof_nSb7b3pL_YaZLY3C7vG90_Fpl00fKbkS5Q9OzQs5u6xPDIf-ip67vC5SCOT0bPSX320KksYp5hXCpUV9_bjp9alg/s5760/6Z0A4613.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbt4YKhXl7OVJm2Q9EUHsQGqcawR3zjLV6PG_hcP2GYOk1iS3cvxIzhKrzhnnlfbVadLhWx6V9lz-a1jLu_3hTR_hkw0oFuAof_nSb7b3pL_YaZLY3C7vG90_Fpl00fKbkS5Q9OzQs5u6xPDIf-ip67vC5SCOT0bPSX320KksYp5hXCpUV9_bjp9alg/w640-h426/6Z0A4613.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>We hurried over and spent a delightful hour at Zena Suri Alpaca Ranch. (<a href="https://www.zenasurialpacas.com/" target="_blank">Link to their website here</a>)</p></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmwmPoc1uwNz9FV7kFlADHhFLDfbeBQJq-8FmDrZZ-zZhv8oxBgogT7IfBdejf6KgGGqXPMaoG-sY_n0CcC06wtgVJ6aoOu9NWt3ziTV4dsCPKRjAFJkY5M_3bGV7NyCeLuLBlSm91o2zbCh07Ct6LdiCwALOtO1A4qpCD418sgk5h_2hniMNkaQKOA/s5760/6Z0A4614.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmwmPoc1uwNz9FV7kFlADHhFLDfbeBQJq-8FmDrZZ-zZhv8oxBgogT7IfBdejf6KgGGqXPMaoG-sY_n0CcC06wtgVJ6aoOu9NWt3ziTV4dsCPKRjAFJkY5M_3bGV7NyCeLuLBlSm91o2zbCh07Ct6LdiCwALOtO1A4qpCD418sgk5h_2hniMNkaQKOA/w640-h426/6Z0A4614.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I loooove alpacas! Their sweet faces! Their gentle presence! Their soft fur!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Y-9p92uyY6l9xbAlqdT6J-vLyXvVVYyWZ9SAi3PWIxsmsWOKnK1WPvcfg-23FnCBuTjngKUkn-_eCrYBC6CVvJSZ4bs7Gk0HaCusgQ17_feyK1WlKKZ3qPxgwN3k-MU7AAUkCVRRFmfinGpgAWJk8tEkmKFRLK8vNqSjpivC7WijCq0SpyDMWIL0zg/s5760/6Z0A4616.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Y-9p92uyY6l9xbAlqdT6J-vLyXvVVYyWZ9SAi3PWIxsmsWOKnK1WPvcfg-23FnCBuTjngKUkn-_eCrYBC6CVvJSZ4bs7Gk0HaCusgQ17_feyK1WlKKZ3qPxgwN3k-MU7AAUkCVRRFmfinGpgAWJk8tEkmKFRLK8vNqSjpivC7WijCq0SpyDMWIL0zg/w640-h426/6Z0A4616.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>My fantasy is to have an alpaca ranch - with ranch hands to do the dirty work, lol.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1HfQ49KU2X0_yWSR8NpJU2X15yV5-gY_8hvb0bkYlaxKb-p2PyTU4CQoXq22v1gx-LH5NKdBeM1nClHTSgf0YZwpnPkrTqltevQgqaazP4KrgzaKtL6_5JZBXkjwfwflzWMOax4UAujjtPWWVlbBr9G5cmvHROvvZQ-jtHnv89UlHxhybE2gjXgHgDA/s4209/6Z0A4618.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3691" data-original-width="4209" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1HfQ49KU2X0_yWSR8NpJU2X15yV5-gY_8hvb0bkYlaxKb-p2PyTU4CQoXq22v1gx-LH5NKdBeM1nClHTSgf0YZwpnPkrTqltevQgqaazP4KrgzaKtL6_5JZBXkjwfwflzWMOax4UAujjtPWWVlbBr9G5cmvHROvvZQ-jtHnv89UlHxhybE2gjXgHgDA/w640-h562/6Z0A4618.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This is actually a llama. I've never seen one with a lion's ruff. The owner said he was left there by a former employee. She sheered the ruff once and Mr. Llama acted as if she'd taken his crown, so now she leaves it. I think it makes him look royal.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4I26nQAonTHp2YIfSsrApqZfe8cAAAn5M7qcak7yLflaJGvXdL1ywhNiZFzUoH6UleCY507YS47zU8r5sMjXT5AzX_r8eT4ijL8OamWUExs5otoe3BRGeLkJ2wiqnoJCRQeSDgMAwmj51ISg4QWg0ZxU6jGhKGq6vsRy2-9kGWw7yVrOxWEM0GZlnOw/s5760/6Z0A4619.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4I26nQAonTHp2YIfSsrApqZfe8cAAAn5M7qcak7yLflaJGvXdL1ywhNiZFzUoH6UleCY507YS47zU8r5sMjXT5AzX_r8eT4ijL8OamWUExs5otoe3BRGeLkJ2wiqnoJCRQeSDgMAwmj51ISg4QWg0ZxU6jGhKGq6vsRy2-9kGWw7yVrOxWEM0GZlnOw/w640-h426/6Z0A4619.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>We visited an alpaca ranch in New Mexico a couple years ago. That owner told us they weren't sociable, they were shy, and didn't want to be touched. On the other hand, at the ranch we visited in South Dakota last year, the owner said just the opposite. His animals acted like house pets! I asked the Oklahoma ranchers about this and they said it's all in how they're raised. I'm suspecting the NM rancher was the skittesh one, not his animals. <p></p><p>But back to the llama... the SD ranch had a guard llama. He was very serious about his job of guarding the gentle 'pacas. The owner said that many ranches have llamas instead of dogs to guard the herd.</p><p>Here at the OK ranch, the llama was very approachable and curious. Again, it probably depends on how they're raised and the temperament of the animal.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHTWVbRr1ppWRectoCwUCIrCO-yj6VFrHlePAHuP4SnR5HBViHGaMVCUji1YWnDCQt5IQJYXYnd09Mjpg00W-zUv1b33dyS_VmlergpWY1s77HFJR1_uRJBev8y5mo_4GidB8-NadGKHtyK2X7ziRsjsY9m9SqQrPBkXjclZHT55fSwiYRk1c8yOYVkg/s3553/6Z0A4622.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3229" data-original-width="3553" height="582" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHTWVbRr1ppWRectoCwUCIrCO-yj6VFrHlePAHuP4SnR5HBViHGaMVCUji1YWnDCQt5IQJYXYnd09Mjpg00W-zUv1b33dyS_VmlergpWY1s77HFJR1_uRJBev8y5mo_4GidB8-NadGKHtyK2X7ziRsjsY9m9SqQrPBkXjclZHT55fSwiYRk1c8yOYVkg/w640-h582/6Z0A4622.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Oh that face!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY53G-cok8He2krKDiaYen3wkNxoUxsIvxEp0bFmR0V8qKWQwoDZ3eBB2W-v-LwF4AOb5ZzNzVrhTmlocheB5rfuu8-bRgVzyLSbneGS6PAWWL25Kn10Fo9r5H4LYbS0WTaoJPaMgxLpPLonV6kK5H6KjB1ktYEitDmquoWdCZgl_6CRnc2RsC9kbf2Q/s2490/6Z0A4624.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2490" data-original-width="2427" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY53G-cok8He2krKDiaYen3wkNxoUxsIvxEp0bFmR0V8qKWQwoDZ3eBB2W-v-LwF4AOb5ZzNzVrhTmlocheB5rfuu8-bRgVzyLSbneGS6PAWWL25Kn10Fo9r5H4LYbS0WTaoJPaMgxLpPLonV6kK5H6KjB1ktYEitDmquoWdCZgl_6CRnc2RsC9kbf2Q/w624-h640/6Z0A4624.jpg" width="624" /></a></div><p>They were all so curious about their visitors. And probably looking for treats, too.</p></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioIx12Ic57eEx1VnsARnykNZhIRveDGYlpY6VOPd_kee-bfbgjOtc4SfrPPGjiADZn66GF25Yuzj5z_ZgAv69fE-sYXascZMNn7ngERPbMYEfNbWWsRGSZbiN1uBPYsdSHe5z87oMmHkXPLtB3t-xfGYVEW9a3kxsgvmak7doBxWP7sfYPGVrnv6fwZw/s4953/6Z0A4625.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3342" data-original-width="4953" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioIx12Ic57eEx1VnsARnykNZhIRveDGYlpY6VOPd_kee-bfbgjOtc4SfrPPGjiADZn66GF25Yuzj5z_ZgAv69fE-sYXascZMNn7ngERPbMYEfNbWWsRGSZbiN1uBPYsdSHe5z87oMmHkXPLtB3t-xfGYVEW9a3kxsgvmak7doBxWP7sfYPGVrnv6fwZw/w640-h432/6Z0A4625.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78DuRO3bWaJs02yLTZP_Sc6lasfUY2CBfGHsXgETplTy-2GujGC2pgssBebRpLOGZtguAl2EId0J7s7GLXp3hE-WXFQyAkBheH_D7M5LmjzpgSZF3z_5GhfVqF7OZeWE0JdUfKVkvqRZWCzBcBUDindtSIE53P5vs6YzekPqt-ragaSpQFAXhUuosRQ/s4686/6Z0A4626.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3281" data-original-width="4686" height="448" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78DuRO3bWaJs02yLTZP_Sc6lasfUY2CBfGHsXgETplTy-2GujGC2pgssBebRpLOGZtguAl2EId0J7s7GLXp3hE-WXFQyAkBheH_D7M5LmjzpgSZF3z_5GhfVqF7OZeWE0JdUfKVkvqRZWCzBcBUDindtSIE53P5vs6YzekPqt-ragaSpQFAXhUuosRQ/w640-h448/6Z0A4626.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This is the same guy as pictured above. Don't know why he pinned his ears back but he looks like an ostrich that way. Maybe he was annoyed at me.</p></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheCVZEYPeOpL4OxbEoeJrK_iBfRW3kPPlG_1gww48cK-nnI4g_VyOWs76oRwvxr2oM9iO_dVkDLDOEv9M7SWeMqdfqcFOv1XkjPPZsC8fEFuCFz-cMfab4bLCBZNMS7kUj-MT_cQeMkjYNSVnT17J04RMMVVYhSphHCucjZJJXXU-4B9mQQbfOe2hvjA/s5760/6Z0A4627.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheCVZEYPeOpL4OxbEoeJrK_iBfRW3kPPlG_1gww48cK-nnI4g_VyOWs76oRwvxr2oM9iO_dVkDLDOEv9M7SWeMqdfqcFOv1XkjPPZsC8fEFuCFz-cMfab4bLCBZNMS7kUj-MT_cQeMkjYNSVnT17J04RMMVVYhSphHCucjZJJXXU-4B9mQQbfOe2hvjA/w640-h426/6Z0A4627.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>And here he is again, on the left. Hasn't moved, same expression!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSn0a-AQk5kdLPQcfohbdnOO8YK9H_lo0EaerbDvfgZsv8p-2gHr4i6y8NBqz_7VyxOz3tRTuA4WJjMbUBYXkhxERgMAjJienOKB6M197I1NjSt4wUjKMVeEwhc4-z3PtvPA2Dgb2hDrf0nrM6pKC-B-hIwBQ75kXTbbpsTvqh63KWKkBUUZfhxf8xQA/s5760/6Z0A4630.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSn0a-AQk5kdLPQcfohbdnOO8YK9H_lo0EaerbDvfgZsv8p-2gHr4i6y8NBqz_7VyxOz3tRTuA4WJjMbUBYXkhxERgMAjJienOKB6M197I1NjSt4wUjKMVeEwhc4-z3PtvPA2Dgb2hDrf0nrM6pKC-B-hIwBQ75kXTbbpsTvqh63KWKkBUUZfhxf8xQA/w640-h426/6Z0A4630.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>I love these nuzzling shots. They could be Valentine cards.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzVRPcythUZXS1wL7a5bRoQgStgQqJJS-3lA-XdlbplxNa1tbwv_TrKHp3tD40nRhQNZPZqG-vbjrKH00-5YIesMiMYgSbLBHbmomsAUoKew0ZHltirYIqHX1dtE2LisfCdcq-CIBckxK4SEQS35RMF_Drcm46WNn3mnfzVqTc_yyrybJObC-384oa9w/s5760/6Z0A4631.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzVRPcythUZXS1wL7a5bRoQgStgQqJJS-3lA-XdlbplxNa1tbwv_TrKHp3tD40nRhQNZPZqG-vbjrKH00-5YIesMiMYgSbLBHbmomsAUoKew0ZHltirYIqHX1dtE2LisfCdcq-CIBckxK4SEQS35RMF_Drcm46WNn3mnfzVqTc_yyrybJObC-384oa9w/w640-h426/6Z0A4631.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNoKDxy3Ka5rDHCNKm-w1XwtT9qwGymFBRZjRMHjdm0gKbG3sV4wrF1VedFf3puj89JOGzxBfhnkNEeu6GyUATOhLYlDeN4s9WaYU1fKQLG4ruG9HnMAOnT8UqiQhPGb61xQjjBHK2TZtTWt0diRPWiSDeZJ7Me-k84deoULYJI5i6p681cN8u_wzArw/s5760/6Z0A4632.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNoKDxy3Ka5rDHCNKm-w1XwtT9qwGymFBRZjRMHjdm0gKbG3sV4wrF1VedFf3puj89JOGzxBfhnkNEeu6GyUATOhLYlDeN4s9WaYU1fKQLG4ruG9HnMAOnT8UqiQhPGb61xQjjBHK2TZtTWt0diRPWiSDeZJ7Me-k84deoULYJI5i6p681cN8u_wzArw/w640-h426/6Z0A4632.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0DaGmfqyBSfflLecUQYUPMGPHpfu0fKexuJymp7mGFtqIJGsL-1BL30_UeDUaVP2pwm6Ghu5CAShtGArrxzTbs0KpEml5KDtqjmBPXdgsuXZKblKtMR_8OpoKa21CpaigR1bpjwigyZp3g6DtQQ_MlEkKUNrnosJRXc9SkQILZbM1SZxunr0XetQuA/s5760/6Z0A4633.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb0DaGmfqyBSfflLecUQYUPMGPHpfu0fKexuJymp7mGFtqIJGsL-1BL30_UeDUaVP2pwm6Ghu5CAShtGArrxzTbs0KpEml5KDtqjmBPXdgsuXZKblKtMR_8OpoKa21CpaigR1bpjwigyZp3g6DtQQ_MlEkKUNrnosJRXc9SkQILZbM1SZxunr0XetQuA/w640-h426/6Z0A4633.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This baby! Such sweetness!</p></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheoC8dX8HRJvHFEhOpRl7vt1WUPuLfvnuph9Fvh3pGfTV-gVwv11Q7ha486dqw20fpRrLBxMnFA4a0-Q5PS6YOybfp5EE-8GDatzHb4DzoPeFFX7A33uBN04hTXmHxsr4arED9oV27RodG5g9juJBOcxPIS3Ukwy8BGVQ25pxNkBReYjI9coCB-3Nzcg/s3609/6Z0A4635.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3609" data-original-width="3456" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheoC8dX8HRJvHFEhOpRl7vt1WUPuLfvnuph9Fvh3pGfTV-gVwv11Q7ha486dqw20fpRrLBxMnFA4a0-Q5PS6YOybfp5EE-8GDatzHb4DzoPeFFX7A33uBN04hTXmHxsr4arED9oV27RodG5g9juJBOcxPIS3Ukwy8BGVQ25pxNkBReYjI9coCB-3Nzcg/w612-h640/6Z0A4635.jpg" width="612" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Coming home, good ol' Maps routed us on all the county roads. They wound around the lakes, up & down hills, on winding roads. But after nearly 3 months of temps in the upper 90s & over 100, when you don't even want to go <i>shopping</i>, it was wonderful to get outside & out of town for the day. </div><div><br /></div><div>October - the best month of the year!</div><div><p></p></div></div></div></div></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-21929263740579964312022-08-15T22:52:00.003-05:002022-08-15T22:52:55.708-05:00Disconnecting in Branson<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNtZG_tm6QnUFxzR9XpbjzbkH3HR8AS6BY5a1ia70l-S1MqFtyGPpXM5H17W6cb6K5b1CoRVkZEGSPKsnpKbXBgQP0QMIAFBdIx0JQq6aPbyTxP5DfPJAu5TyFRm_4zzfrZzam7D1keefmoQ2ySaXsGe2ivSg-pduxS43hSVhDSFRudAEl9Ni6WCY-Vw/s2048/IMG_1046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNtZG_tm6QnUFxzR9XpbjzbkH3HR8AS6BY5a1ia70l-S1MqFtyGPpXM5H17W6cb6K5b1CoRVkZEGSPKsnpKbXBgQP0QMIAFBdIx0JQq6aPbyTxP5DfPJAu5TyFRm_4zzfrZzam7D1keefmoQ2ySaXsGe2ivSg-pduxS43hSVhDSFRudAEl9Ni6WCY-Vw/w640-h480/IMG_1046.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Just doing a little catch-up here. Back in May, we did a long weekend getaway to Branson, MO.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutRpjQfpGvf7dUDh3LlFxpAbhM5xhyphenhypheneGWsFbwmSOMt1_c6_eAjLsi3JooKJ_tgKsDV49BkDdRrWPJcMEeevlwG3h1CYiQSSzF4gqi8JkdQSw2QSUfPpH0Eiqxd_RPUkt9ZeAYe7L-qI61/s2048/IMG_1058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutRpjQfpGvf7dUDh3LlFxpAbhM5xhyphenhypheneGWsFbwmSOMt1_c6_eAjLsi3JooKJ_tgKsDV49BkDdRrWPJcMEeevlwG3h1CYiQSSzF4gqi8JkdQSw2QSUfPpH0Eiqxd_RPUkt9ZeAYe7L-qI61/w480-h640/IMG_1058.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>The weather wasn't great, but the purpose of the trip was to totally disconnect from work and everyday life. We had a view of the lake and enjoyed the sunsets. We did a train excursion. We both love train rides. <i>Please note: these are best done in the fall, when the trees are in blazing autumn color.</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXp2fjpiehIpKGWIxpPyrU7JPqLUfDNRo5MqS23FNrQhmMlBtfrnX-Ut-ae12usLVZIJdyKUkG1sND2uvdcM3x_LM7hEcXs-YrTzpKYqlh3aelHSMuLL79aZlUdJq6SRZ_YTBJtuh91sJ_W8iuRR4Il7mXhTJyZsRK4YXYVwa901iMv8sre7etE2KMg/s2048/IMG_1074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXp2fjpiehIpKGWIxpPyrU7JPqLUfDNRo5MqS23FNrQhmMlBtfrnX-Ut-ae12usLVZIJdyKUkG1sND2uvdcM3x_LM7hEcXs-YrTzpKYqlh3aelHSMuLL79aZlUdJq6SRZ_YTBJtuh91sJ_W8iuRR4Il7mXhTJyZsRK4YXYVwa901iMv8sre7etE2KMg/w640-h480/IMG_1074.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>We did the drive-through cave exploration. You don't drive thru in your car. It's like a wagon for adults. It was really fun!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihvMDC7TkNEHkQaQfi5LtRP7jyBkxfxuJdyPlASRnaNcxH6ZtBOw4380I0IhhdsvxEtLKxV09J2ZqXCg-ohaa_G76hDM0H4AbEhCbTbsszkA5YhcmpOTc7zEXcZYeecWSrHtRpRqyjhJeveDr_EI-4JToAAFcAGqqFOYtEmmaWOiaZAI_owvoVA76KOw/s2048/IMG_1125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihvMDC7TkNEHkQaQfi5LtRP7jyBkxfxuJdyPlASRnaNcxH6ZtBOw4380I0IhhdsvxEtLKxV09J2ZqXCg-ohaa_G76hDM0H4AbEhCbTbsszkA5YhcmpOTc7zEXcZYeecWSrHtRpRqyjhJeveDr_EI-4JToAAFcAGqqFOYtEmmaWOiaZAI_owvoVA76KOw/w480-h640/IMG_1125.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p></p><p>For years, when we would take I-44 through Missouri, we'd see billboard after billboard advertising Fantastic Caverns. Finally, after literally 30 years of this, we decided to go see what it's all about.</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLiXb6NQ97bRk4g9yR4-vVgzVgMYgxX8XF_dLUuyXpYau3FHL1Tg2SZH5tLXzExehGk4YuHsBjHJUifY9oaWWfPx_i02hC0W4AqsSiR5GcpfdyTiL1XjmIIGsWTxEMyCt0GLk6L1R13x6pBvdDAtDBSIhdQP_qf3kJcm5GziB_sm8ToEorJ_rFTMff6Q/s2048/IMG_1116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLiXb6NQ97bRk4g9yR4-vVgzVgMYgxX8XF_dLUuyXpYau3FHL1Tg2SZH5tLXzExehGk4YuHsBjHJUifY9oaWWfPx_i02hC0W4AqsSiR5GcpfdyTiL1XjmIIGsWTxEMyCt0GLk6L1R13x6pBvdDAtDBSIhdQP_qf3kJcm5GziB_sm8ToEorJ_rFTMff6Q/w640-h480/IMG_1116.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>The formations are beautiful. And who knew there were stalactites that looked like cameras and umbrella lights?</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHefkCDc4WrrNqgCxJUuS7NuOPHX2h_e9GoGa5jFDlQz8AmywLLlhLQ-4erPxhOYEMt1CruHINezfR2qX-vp9XOEDErm6KgtNgECZDU1meemIGfTcm5apOLs3D9WEurr8sEK1dmu4P9eXxSrmfiEAfhxH-mFN5sEqn-b2tsRt4u_3e0x8vLz2c_1q4KA/s2048/IMG_1131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHefkCDc4WrrNqgCxJUuS7NuOPHX2h_e9GoGa5jFDlQz8AmywLLlhLQ-4erPxhOYEMt1CruHINezfR2qX-vp9XOEDErm6KgtNgECZDU1meemIGfTcm5apOLs3D9WEurr8sEK1dmu4P9eXxSrmfiEAfhxH-mFN5sEqn-b2tsRt4u_3e0x8vLz2c_1q4KA/w480-h640/IMG_1131.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjoipaN74wxqnXlXMWIb6YBQVKf1RaRZOKaYtx4GDO_VrB05LLAB0pCXoxNjTmxGBtpTKiHjmtTtg80TFlNNzi9CsurVw8c3GWsn491arIRK8RAgpg0jBIontz2cncWJHR3NqrjeMRQD5kPt383aALFDxqUTPjefC5qDzyVXgPRTC6NqdrXZhz3KWeiA/s2048/IMG_1138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjoipaN74wxqnXlXMWIb6YBQVKf1RaRZOKaYtx4GDO_VrB05LLAB0pCXoxNjTmxGBtpTKiHjmtTtg80TFlNNzi9CsurVw8c3GWsn491arIRK8RAgpg0jBIontz2cncWJHR3NqrjeMRQD5kPt383aALFDxqUTPjefC5qDzyVXgPRTC6NqdrXZhz3KWeiA/w640-h480/IMG_1138.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We loved the drive-thru experience. It's fun and easy. No climbing 140 steps like the last cave tour we did! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSxD5rJPDx-dV1aUWBHSMo4GGM0s3EmHKdTFuUAiOoTlewawNaxm81EbMCexQMq736ccbcaDKkJLYff_UQY-XY1lcN_owXX3RFgPhQLjsUifC0d4gjm5KWbtKTdeV4qUzVgEL7vobymr9mYzKJtxFD9X_BcqQjHNdnV2Bch8h9rE2zJaKRd6Tho8-Kvw/s2048/IMG_1145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSxD5rJPDx-dV1aUWBHSMo4GGM0s3EmHKdTFuUAiOoTlewawNaxm81EbMCexQMq736ccbcaDKkJLYff_UQY-XY1lcN_owXX3RFgPhQLjsUifC0d4gjm5KWbtKTdeV4qUzVgEL7vobymr9mYzKJtxFD9X_BcqQjHNdnV2Bch8h9rE2zJaKRd6Tho8-Kvw/w640-h480/IMG_1145.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Fantastic Caverns is a good experience for people of all ages and abilities. The surrounding grounds are park-like beautiful, too. </p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvlb2CWMkG1cn0FEam3FAk8gwZM8HilJlk6tmZ3HQUZCjqZBfzNWO4iFK2TkQQbJVZJynRp2FSwRgOT7r41XaDZcbxUH5BUMQzNgfgZwSmxSjRcT2YjSmyrN8684nNzWw6U27wnxb1oC_TdN6UAh00l7bxmQ6dno0TeqXjqltUSQa61qcXWM_2u8GMAg/s2048/IMG_1146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvlb2CWMkG1cn0FEam3FAk8gwZM8HilJlk6tmZ3HQUZCjqZBfzNWO4iFK2TkQQbJVZJynRp2FSwRgOT7r41XaDZcbxUH5BUMQzNgfgZwSmxSjRcT2YjSmyrN8684nNzWw6U27wnxb1oC_TdN6UAh00l7bxmQ6dno0TeqXjqltUSQa61qcXWM_2u8GMAg/w640-h480/IMG_1146.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil-sl86Bk7AxVm5VzXUY0YLCyu07_ZcNO5lsCB9E2jtGP0b74THLt5wadPsG0ImmZADukZlUbqnKZxcHK_20wZmibGorQrU5iTSSd9T4PeulNV7UmLVMdQgIcTRtW0bX2j_8-DqmyRQnTsCv1MRI5au7VIL-JgZbbdLO2oYST6TcrHKpBtokkUS6XPXQ/s2048/IMG_1147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil-sl86Bk7AxVm5VzXUY0YLCyu07_ZcNO5lsCB9E2jtGP0b74THLt5wadPsG0ImmZADukZlUbqnKZxcHK_20wZmibGorQrU5iTSSd9T4PeulNV7UmLVMdQgIcTRtW0bX2j_8-DqmyRQnTsCv1MRI5au7VIL-JgZbbdLO2oYST6TcrHKpBtokkUS6XPXQ/w640-h480/IMG_1147.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I think these are how the caves were illuminated back in the day?? I don't remember. I just thought they were cool looking.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EyRsNsEMOOaXAS9IEazgU7_4R9gXgFezAbneVfXn4xgba8DviJ6yd40NnfhtAU7EnZRQwC1Hws7KESk_3knLeQG3LvM1DhwdmG8zavwujIeAJgUPp1_g7_fGyLX4x5vCyZX_2_gnbz_oGHS80SHqE4hux3io3y0bSVTX3a0KdWkoMkJEzFGp-2Z_AQ/s1630/IMG_1149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1630" data-original-width="1440" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EyRsNsEMOOaXAS9IEazgU7_4R9gXgFezAbneVfXn4xgba8DviJ6yd40NnfhtAU7EnZRQwC1Hws7KESk_3knLeQG3LvM1DhwdmG8zavwujIeAJgUPp1_g7_fGyLX4x5vCyZX_2_gnbz_oGHS80SHqE4hux3io3y0bSVTX3a0KdWkoMkJEzFGp-2Z_AQ/w566-h640/IMG_1149.jpg" width="566" /></a></div><p>The history of Fantastic Caverns is interesting. It truly was first explored by 12 local women. Part of the cave was used as a bar during the days of Prohibition, even having live music!</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ALXuudOqwtVIu1mjEXLP0HJeoX-cYpZQtj6HXAlFSHjae6xZwbdY0ZMZys_56aLoIgbWEKjv69Go62FVmDnUNORE-yPpsxsJ9OsVF6qSvYuRypX65gIQpj3P6usaM28qGPDgNro2rfsTO_Xbcw5iQ70w0dtztqr5ulytIt-QidIX6PsFauZmvmB3UA/s2048/IMG_1152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ALXuudOqwtVIu1mjEXLP0HJeoX-cYpZQtj6HXAlFSHjae6xZwbdY0ZMZys_56aLoIgbWEKjv69Go62FVmDnUNORE-yPpsxsJ9OsVF6qSvYuRypX65gIQpj3P6usaM28qGPDgNro2rfsTO_Xbcw5iQ70w0dtztqr5ulytIt-QidIX6PsFauZmvmB3UA/w480-h640/IMG_1152.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>I like driving through the hills of Missouri. We only did the two excursions. No shows. No shopping. Had our meals in the condo. Sat on the balcony enjoying the lakeview. Watched tv or read books. Talked and drank coffee and talked some more.</p><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSK-Wfj1PO34fZqmEvVGvpTFR53xFT8M7RME_eZVZDMmhsOB2D-XC2evO5GPjR83by7e4xQcsptEwwqCVnQGy0k8_slAMGpryi1z01oxbza8CeLFag3FDD5yiUbuMWkHgijyzrwMoF4Em6u_zBiTkLJBNq40k4HYxlK62q7uHp3_Oj6mCaTvhjWM86Zw/s1780/IMG_1156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1137" data-original-width="1780" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSK-Wfj1PO34fZqmEvVGvpTFR53xFT8M7RME_eZVZDMmhsOB2D-XC2evO5GPjR83by7e4xQcsptEwwqCVnQGy0k8_slAMGpryi1z01oxbza8CeLFag3FDD5yiUbuMWkHgijyzrwMoF4Em6u_zBiTkLJBNq40k4HYxlK62q7uHp3_Oj6mCaTvhjWM86Zw/w640-h408/IMG_1156.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I also like experimenting with filters and effects. Closing out with another sunset on the lake, a heavily filtered version for some variety.</p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiICuhDZYiijYnTDwg0RobNQKicPAX9G7un0ST5_WEUJX2XDnibgvXteblVXvFlPIgXTx-EvWBTUXjQB5BdZRA8aBX1XOK8015CYlVaXoZcW3GBxsTCjTh5CcFCkmcOghJDfqVC7CtMiByz3hREsgWSpXB0L_UYb1zNozxdF0Y-EwlitZM2bXiWAyGiqw/s2048/IMG_1160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiICuhDZYiijYnTDwg0RobNQKicPAX9G7un0ST5_WEUJX2XDnibgvXteblVXvFlPIgXTx-EvWBTUXjQB5BdZRA8aBX1XOK8015CYlVaXoZcW3GBxsTCjTh5CcFCkmcOghJDfqVC7CtMiByz3hREsgWSpXB0L_UYb1zNozxdF0Y-EwlitZM2bXiWAyGiqw/w640-h480/IMG_1160.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />By the way, I highly recommend a getaway for couples where you totally disconnect from the distractions of daily life back home. Take your laptop & phone, but don't check emails, or Facebook or get into texting with people. And absolutely no communicating with work! Focusing on each other and taking in the peace around you will do wonders for your spirit.<p></p>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-29730772319707724682022-07-17T21:00:00.000-05:002022-07-18T00:16:55.988-05:00The Cincinnati Chronicles - volume 1<p>I haven't blogged in such a long time! I've wanted to, but I kind of overwhelm myself trying to choose pictures to post. And then I think I have nothing to say. Well, I just returned from a short trip to Cincinnati. I posted a few images to Instagram, but honestly, IG doesn't really do pictures justice. All that to say, <i>I'm baaack</i>!</p><p>I call this one, "Not the Upside Down" for all the "Stranger Things" fans out there! This picture cost me $12, by the way. I wanted to get some unencumbered bridge shots and the closest parking we found was at the riverwalk. And wouldn't you know it, a storm quickly thundered up and we had to hightail it back to the car after only 10-15 minutes. We just made it, too, seconds before it down poured! </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyGKQ3UVRLmHdfG2o24qQ4RV3jIwtofMv0w7yDCyp6Psg3-PAmBQS459MOxQI90dHwNo_DAE6rI8xyx9cDyW2OVROBslwdf5UQpqnYb8U6RWZkD_oRsO64vdFQRVpIobm2dWLaTwnhEef-5uhqwr7YgXxobOBPPf7kMVM_qrOWG8ViOGlDnA7soKBnzg/s4828/6Z0A3591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3273" data-original-width="4828" height="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyGKQ3UVRLmHdfG2o24qQ4RV3jIwtofMv0w7yDCyp6Psg3-PAmBQS459MOxQI90dHwNo_DAE6rI8xyx9cDyW2OVROBslwdf5UQpqnYb8U6RWZkD_oRsO64vdFQRVpIobm2dWLaTwnhEef-5uhqwr7YgXxobOBPPf7kMVM_qrOWG8ViOGlDnA7soKBnzg/w640-h434/6Z0A3591.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Cincinnati is home to The Reds (baseball) and Bengals (who, in case you don't know, went to the Super Bowl this year!)</p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONDv1B0eNR95Ekpur1J8vaPZJh94-MZIoaj3aZ_9Gsry31CKyHgh8IOpzNg8yYDUJtgX1HRPuV81PfAFykmKZ4XzvJZ6y8IOXWozBbzj3KxFARyKqAmsxq7fcQnVhrk3cbEUIfsVlB5uuvsjWb7cKmexffHRKMOgAFtY7eum86sIkJDVoSQc4hPkN3w/s4642/6Z0A3677.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3184" data-original-width="4642" height="438" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONDv1B0eNR95Ekpur1J8vaPZJh94-MZIoaj3aZ_9Gsry31CKyHgh8IOpzNg8yYDUJtgX1HRPuV81PfAFykmKZ4XzvJZ6y8IOXWozBbzj3KxFARyKqAmsxq7fcQnVhrk3cbEUIfsVlB5uuvsjWb7cKmexffHRKMOgAFtY7eum86sIkJDVoSQc4hPkN3w/w640-h438/6Z0A3677.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div>This view is from the Eden Park Overlook near Mt. Adams. Beautiful park and Mt Adams is a charming, quaint community. One of several in Cinci. We rode that river boat earlier in the day. More on that later.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivqFvtAOQqGSICbSQ19teDC49mJQeYutAnSndSX2E74M8bAp06CadQ0j_S9cux9vUaZt0-b2SI5BMZPVM7XoUyjtoRK4Y6icxr2Ce-rxNB5N3cnh9z555ymFJOK04aTMBpE0Oe7RVRoQCiC_3zjNYFycqXt2tp9L-cjw5bcJwts11QiGOCUs_7s7AMyA/s5760/6Z0A3682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivqFvtAOQqGSICbSQ19teDC49mJQeYutAnSndSX2E74M8bAp06CadQ0j_S9cux9vUaZt0-b2SI5BMZPVM7XoUyjtoRK4Y6icxr2Ce-rxNB5N3cnh9z555ymFJOK04aTMBpE0Oe7RVRoQCiC_3zjNYFycqXt2tp9L-cjw5bcJwts11QiGOCUs_7s7AMyA/w640-h426/6Z0A3682.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I liked the composition of all the red brick buildings. The city has some incredible architecture, a mix of old & historic and new & modern. <div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnPJktaoLeHJwER_wTmNT4RN4e8hzif3JjLLLFBAaheCPHUXnvuPpKCDHogqCL0JfX7W7k5f3_x9RLxTH28fPARepjsJVjOToFuqIwIGriys4-Rh1BB9kSbc7nr2x1iDIBi-MG2-BrKRcNa5Ip1lbkqZgGucxOMgieyKMpWxmvwfRqtAnRhDMBK-qllg/s4284/6Z0A3594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2334" data-original-width="4284" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnPJktaoLeHJwER_wTmNT4RN4e8hzif3JjLLLFBAaheCPHUXnvuPpKCDHogqCL0JfX7W7k5f3_x9RLxTH28fPARepjsJVjOToFuqIwIGriys4-Rh1BB9kSbc7nr2x1iDIBi-MG2-BrKRcNa5Ip1lbkqZgGucxOMgieyKMpWxmvwfRqtAnRhDMBK-qllg/w640-h348/6Z0A3594.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This is the tallest building, Great American Tower at Queen City Square. It was completed in 2011 and is 41 stories, topped by its signature tiara.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZM_cMxUXAFFSLv65FPCSvqlHRmf2i574TluCkcH-VI_CFGjpdI8iE3HUdQSpOdzV6QvvrgxuRHuxcQ7rl0_YeArsUH3oGkKbdPpbQiZ-KR-AmllXHmV5k4nYj1tMBNQHlpiC4PYJgA443ALb7gFKWoJRVvrkARO1NENOdNbCXI0kudUXwLp1zPmwWQ/s2048/IMG_1370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZM_cMxUXAFFSLv65FPCSvqlHRmf2i574TluCkcH-VI_CFGjpdI8iE3HUdQSpOdzV6QvvrgxuRHuxcQ7rl0_YeArsUH3oGkKbdPpbQiZ-KR-AmllXHmV5k4nYj1tMBNQHlpiC4PYJgA443ALb7gFKWoJRVvrkARO1NENOdNbCXI0kudUXwLp1zPmwWQ/w480-h640/IMG_1370.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /></div><div>Next up - my city grunge collection.</div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-77621083224158727172022-07-17T20:50:00.000-05:002022-07-18T00:25:02.037-05:00The Cincinnati Chronicles - Urban Grunge<p></p><p>I love photos with grungy texture. We were exploring a neighborhood that was well known to our hosts and so we felt safe spending a few minutes in this alley. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE0cjunT9IsqSDwsiS6vUrAS0v6fgyi5OvSzj6s38mYzrkMiU7pUfHuflzFQQfrHUyA8NF-VhydHfuEonuF1S2i1s9dObxXxLfeX3icqJZYX7deaf4mpO5ZgmhgDIVD0YpM60oqDdf-REDcMCKDd7slIrfj_PVdKrW8x_f39Y5Akg1asPKPG-BOL62Lw/s5715/6Z0A3625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3803" data-original-width="5715" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE0cjunT9IsqSDwsiS6vUrAS0v6fgyi5OvSzj6s38mYzrkMiU7pUfHuflzFQQfrHUyA8NF-VhydHfuEonuF1S2i1s9dObxXxLfeX3icqJZYX7deaf4mpO5ZgmhgDIVD0YpM60oqDdf-REDcMCKDd7slIrfj_PVdKrW8x_f39Y5Akg1asPKPG-BOL62Lw/w640-h426/6Z0A3625.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This part of the alley actually appears in a music video our hosts made.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIypw-UzsvEfrhsepO2XY7bH5BqDYTqWx8iHqNjiPhicNpbme01H1MFoo_hPe-SOYBUp2lbCoDZsfqptkyx8XiYhOPfXQbsom916rAfh53aTf5aKGxhEzx_Wt4Y_hwekWra7G8QFvKdm2oNjay_8EVt9nOW65F7IJy0BaXu_HFPJsMzcs3ck1USDlC8w/s5760/6Z0A3621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIypw-UzsvEfrhsepO2XY7bH5BqDYTqWx8iHqNjiPhicNpbme01H1MFoo_hPe-SOYBUp2lbCoDZsfqptkyx8XiYhOPfXQbsom916rAfh53aTf5aKGxhEzx_Wt4Y_hwekWra7G8QFvKdm2oNjay_8EVt9nOW65F7IJy0BaXu_HFPJsMzcs3ck1USDlC8w/w640-h426/6Z0A3621.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDSeVZbWX_8NfKwcPVQFYYJE-H1ouF2PJS3ZqVrCMp9fvqa0FdEwNX1wWK__RSnDu6s9Q34YbRmLye780XPLYcqNrHObYDt7ZdNmxvdP_KsyHGB2KIimmCHlfVvAulNH6RNJZnvWwy2GO6MMn3t6pAKWl5JgwdhqJdTua3VhdIDcpL7KyWzGzvee4CWQ/s5760/6Z0A3622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5760" data-original-width="3840" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDSeVZbWX_8NfKwcPVQFYYJE-H1ouF2PJS3ZqVrCMp9fvqa0FdEwNX1wWK__RSnDu6s9Q34YbRmLye780XPLYcqNrHObYDt7ZdNmxvdP_KsyHGB2KIimmCHlfVvAulNH6RNJZnvWwy2GO6MMn3t6pAKWl5JgwdhqJdTua3VhdIDcpL7KyWzGzvee4CWQ/w426-h640/6Z0A3622.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I'm a big fan of <i>Stranger Things </i>(the Netflix show). The dead vines on these walls reminded me of the Upside Down. A few Lightroom effects and <i>voila</i>! my urban grungies take on a more sinister look.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-glq4DAmSR9W63KTnGyoEH3-zU7bQaiIwxM0dTcgcKOW-GHZ816sZjOEbVM0oTEj4rMQYDIuJGlp_I6mRYl4tdKAuVSFVMBcVKnuWQlDqA4BOc2_BIm11MMvy3oMb8lDdYdZgaW6iGU1NnYlyi74kU-LfnnkekIv0mw9U78bAClmnMe0ZjvKubuG-fg/s5760/6Z0A3632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-glq4DAmSR9W63KTnGyoEH3-zU7bQaiIwxM0dTcgcKOW-GHZ816sZjOEbVM0oTEj4rMQYDIuJGlp_I6mRYl4tdKAuVSFVMBcVKnuWQlDqA4BOc2_BIm11MMvy3oMb8lDdYdZgaW6iGU1NnYlyi74kU-LfnnkekIv0mw9U78bAClmnMe0ZjvKubuG-fg/w640-h426/6Z0A3632.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_KUkKFh5KnOEQcUGu7aTmA5yb8ox1JleEg0jOkljJcuPFlpwfoqTWW8xos9_nAMuIvBTecxUWCgCUMYMIHmQS2OBUg4kLqArmA5-grQbWTA_uDpwYXFdPUJDcTJRPskyBTlXiEF71C_svFjyZCAmnCuT421c54vlOuPuhEAKwRo3zGiJqMs_toPRzjg/s5760/6Z0A3630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_KUkKFh5KnOEQcUGu7aTmA5yb8ox1JleEg0jOkljJcuPFlpwfoqTWW8xos9_nAMuIvBTecxUWCgCUMYMIHmQS2OBUg4kLqArmA5-grQbWTA_uDpwYXFdPUJDcTJRPskyBTlXiEF71C_svFjyZCAmnCuT421c54vlOuPuhEAKwRo3zGiJqMs_toPRzjg/w640-h426/6Z0A3630.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFzyLGW8xcGfshPh-DHyRWe69rJ_Db8ifvdwjzSk4qPwFcz2kDv_MRdPhL3oRhhVkYVvulSq93HBN7llCtFBedu6q4iNtMbkMlPsfl41ODJs4nVGlv1sbUPTnC5T5CKFgO6YXy6NoMw9Go9-SvuvT0i7JsjVEPd2TMTkqxXDzcKpmaR2A8hvsm-50_UQ/s5693/6Z0A3627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5693" data-original-width="3795" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFzyLGW8xcGfshPh-DHyRWe69rJ_Db8ifvdwjzSk4qPwFcz2kDv_MRdPhL3oRhhVkYVvulSq93HBN7llCtFBedu6q4iNtMbkMlPsfl41ODJs4nVGlv1sbUPTnC5T5CKFgO6YXy6NoMw9Go9-SvuvT0i7JsjVEPd2TMTkqxXDzcKpmaR2A8hvsm-50_UQ/w426-h640/6Z0A3627.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>I did a few portrait shots in some alley doorways that turned out really good, but I won't post them here.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEjLZC3YZ1q1Lj6b4yJxpn6uj7skPYelBH3OX4R-b5l_6wqZ9_NTrvEymwYi5rzXXUrLVuwl1xTEwkl4b7kjyQLLiAmLjj3sLbR1N9JIZUeIdHJ9BdZnu9xK7Fpl4sBsZo-NgcPSCZp8BDn_2M91fxSryyVYS0bvMq97kQO8-h_0SYokXd4gX3TyPOTg/s5648/6Z0A3629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3750" data-original-width="5648" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEjLZC3YZ1q1Lj6b4yJxpn6uj7skPYelBH3OX4R-b5l_6wqZ9_NTrvEymwYi5rzXXUrLVuwl1xTEwkl4b7kjyQLLiAmLjj3sLbR1N9JIZUeIdHJ9BdZnu9xK7Fpl4sBsZo-NgcPSCZp8BDn_2M91fxSryyVYS0bvMq97kQO8-h_0SYokXd4gX3TyPOTg/w640-h424/6Z0A3629.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>Next up - the bridge collection.</div></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-2525737617609765342022-07-17T20:45:00.000-05:002022-07-18T00:18:40.560-05:00The Cincinnati Chronicles - Bridges<p> Cincinnati has a lot of bridges! And I was out to get a great bridge shot for my office. I don't think I succeeded, but here they are.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-16m5NFa5c3kppIncQHVR-ity7Lt6nZtbYdK_MRMuTtoCNaKrNi2387WgD5r1h81JoisdAIQ-YBRtA0llcbMf2iqfHCMAClnJBzVDzQ39UJm_TiVtbwZQsOZieKnHoNsDwYkRTbtcn18mlGeZEsveIhvKwKZd6f4UYxo9CSYchpMetxjS05bqwe6duA/s5760/6Z0A3582.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-16m5NFa5c3kppIncQHVR-ity7Lt6nZtbYdK_MRMuTtoCNaKrNi2387WgD5r1h81JoisdAIQ-YBRtA0llcbMf2iqfHCMAClnJBzVDzQ39UJm_TiVtbwZQsOZieKnHoNsDwYkRTbtcn18mlGeZEsveIhvKwKZd6f4UYxo9CSYchpMetxjS05bqwe6duA/w640-h426/6Z0A3582.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxUbV0kQMr7nC5vm7GpoamfGIQdoI-3Nf403tFGE9fmUSrxPdOXKrkHGDUJxnHsJFPjAJxvdztMeeC00HfV383IaM-trP_-d-ksAm9apm-zJBn6TVwLDMfv7KuPI5uOavwVK7dGmyEBuLt343wRP_cwwTODoGnEuoSwuN_AdLLIC6FHycAPSJT6y-Xrg/s5760/6Z0A3583.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-N3bYzQhEPw66b-p6nB5s2IDOwZXYSf8-6xmKoo6hfB3J7GLbIm89xZrd5yvf1eVMM2G682MYVJwcey6XPze6gg4bYgzuCn_kV6vv762DIZo_dY4-sS6F2I_fBq-IF2mitrZR2utIIjVozff1vsaQ_6PPnhdUTEJIL1OJsUQ-eY_ormOT3xDWls-_MQ/s2048/IMG_1334.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-N3bYzQhEPw66b-p6nB5s2IDOwZXYSf8-6xmKoo6hfB3J7GLbIm89xZrd5yvf1eVMM2G682MYVJwcey6XPze6gg4bYgzuCn_kV6vv762DIZo_dY4-sS6F2I_fBq-IF2mitrZR2utIIjVozff1vsaQ_6PPnhdUTEJIL1OJsUQ-eY_ormOT3xDWls-_MQ/w480-h640/IMG_1334.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div>The building itself is a work of art, with a grand double staircase and beautiful exhibit rooms. According to their website, it's one of the oldest institutions in the country, opening in 1886, and housing some 67,000 pieces of art.</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm549JnM0Fl9UKnL7Y_NJZiqyot9wd879wdi8BH6HJqgXVV9aOC0Fb4fNyXuW8h5iI-F4Qmj5CJcqJNlaEZtsEjitJSm8gl_asFu2waz787d4Ths0HAzSB64DNRZksuFbM-V9t-WqQy2L2be5myQyFXYdRNz2GgyJ6zcv5YNL5kFiew_Nonx0NZR2Mlg/s2048/IMG_1343.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm549JnM0Fl9UKnL7Y_NJZiqyot9wd879wdi8BH6HJqgXVV9aOC0Fb4fNyXuW8h5iI-F4Qmj5CJcqJNlaEZtsEjitJSm8gl_asFu2waz787d4Ths0HAzSB64DNRZksuFbM-V9t-WqQy2L2be5myQyFXYdRNz2GgyJ6zcv5YNL5kFiew_Nonx0NZR2Mlg/w480-h640/IMG_1343.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>There are hundreds of classical paintings, sculptures, etc. but this is Cincinnati and Pete Rose is still an important part of its history.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QlUWhcCImXBhcowfUTqcyZMPg-E1r1Ou8zkaBasqXAaYkWSAZHZR9EpULDPfQgHbQB-epWPg1L9kQg7iYnPwffLGS-OOlim5rUbOi_rJcOGI5zKttkvNtyJ3ovJPQlMT8lXXmKjJMw9ZkBVey-VApEPcHsUpzbxKMvTG3Dn_zPvrjX_cpybO2IE81g/s4032/IMG_1337%20(1).jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QlUWhcCImXBhcowfUTqcyZMPg-E1r1Ou8zkaBasqXAaYkWSAZHZR9EpULDPfQgHbQB-epWPg1L9kQg7iYnPwffLGS-OOlim5rUbOi_rJcOGI5zKttkvNtyJ3ovJPQlMT8lXXmKjJMw9ZkBVey-VApEPcHsUpzbxKMvTG3Dn_zPvrjX_cpybO2IE81g/s320/IMG_1337%20(1).jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The tomb effigy of Elizabeth, wife of painter Frank Duveneck.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivCGaah_teBbzwBR96RtvOVjQNynY2_9UjDuTGULNK3SozPQ717iVkofBMSWxOD4gFKFHKdE0dakouPiBaV6tg1_QTlagmVJ19btEYk8Zhtrq7dk6iprWmJrGHgpaTBcYIpuUszMe9eYf9lRymdRp3EAa8D_oGhvXTcJGQopU8yc1BY0XDYTIqL5CoZQ/s3405/FullSizeRender%20(2).jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3405" data-original-width="2824" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivCGaah_teBbzwBR96RtvOVjQNynY2_9UjDuTGULNK3SozPQ717iVkofBMSWxOD4gFKFHKdE0dakouPiBaV6tg1_QTlagmVJ19btEYk8Zhtrq7dk6iprWmJrGHgpaTBcYIpuUszMe9eYf9lRymdRp3EAa8D_oGhvXTcJGQopU8yc1BY0XDYTIqL5CoZQ/w530-h640/FullSizeRender%20(2).jpeg" width="530" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Steampunk style (one of my favorites) glasses and art deco lamps.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZaIDdRkIv7uwFa6_pdGEqRDCc6HLPDUzJ5OrQsLdKQZCdg7Lh7s-ZyEeLX46sFqKwg7YNbPhLnR-O-xKGOGYJTRTttZqfW7GOmZfPvUQh8SvEAvwBhPkeFdU0IgIEv_0BBYeDbcI9wxMnG6lrCE9ttlfftYk5q7pDUGJBxhV9le7WxZ8Wo7_9JeKHcA/s2048/IMG_1345.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZaIDdRkIv7uwFa6_pdGEqRDCc6HLPDUzJ5OrQsLdKQZCdg7Lh7s-ZyEeLX46sFqKwg7YNbPhLnR-O-xKGOGYJTRTttZqfW7GOmZfPvUQh8SvEAvwBhPkeFdU0IgIEv_0BBYeDbcI9wxMnG6lrCE9ttlfftYk5q7pDUGJBxhV9le7WxZ8Wo7_9JeKHcA/w480-h640/IMG_1345.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div>A pair of angels stand guard at the entrance to one of the exhibit rooms.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeL80NfCB3-1aPe7IL5pTsmWrNsoBkqpx4tJxlN5Z_pTgcJ-Jnit5d-XWDdHsep5AVnaj9PK193lW6OHhTBY2Da5G0smcyGz2VFNCuOxQIhZCVLroon_4DZJnuxKg--VABekla4cfDbMQjwqXWP3yTXnZ4lKz-bpV86E437kFW7GzUmYtmUai3FVbLAg/s1393/IMG_1339.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1010" data-original-width="1393" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeL80NfCB3-1aPe7IL5pTsmWrNsoBkqpx4tJxlN5Z_pTgcJ-Jnit5d-XWDdHsep5AVnaj9PK193lW6OHhTBY2Da5G0smcyGz2VFNCuOxQIhZCVLroon_4DZJnuxKg--VABekla4cfDbMQjwqXWP3yTXnZ4lKz-bpV86E437kFW7GzUmYtmUai3FVbLAg/w640-h464/IMG_1339.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Art of a different kind and in a different place - Kiss Gene Simmons stage outfit on display at the Hard Rock Casino. We had a late supper there the evening we arrived because it was close to our hotel. It was fun seeing costumes on display that belonged to Lady Gaga, Barbra Streisand, members of Kiss, and several others, plus Eddie Van Halen's Porsche.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZftFhNwkq8HKE_qBqseNqPCJ2ESuf0Zs1flpK6EZsc-tforyyvPa5WTHNSeub3F9lclnODqBgGghaMQ6AjkivXoo0fnOIkGezX5LydHWoFKduWt3PTvM5cy1ANJSYNIjtX7Dz_iH2IPMdpA9-x_wiOtU4iKz4nhjvs-wCIO8Ew_e9sVXgyr5VUlncw/s2048/IMG_1352.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZftFhNwkq8HKE_qBqseNqPCJ2ESuf0Zs1flpK6EZsc-tforyyvPa5WTHNSeub3F9lclnODqBgGghaMQ6AjkivXoo0fnOIkGezX5LydHWoFKduWt3PTvM5cy1ANJSYNIjtX7Dz_iH2IPMdpA9-x_wiOtU4iKz4nhjvs-wCIO8Ew_e9sVXgyr5VUlncw/w480-h640/IMG_1352.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div></div><div>I always say, "art is everywhere, in everything!" </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb4Da_WCXeRUL9A9QdU71Z-fU4FcuJtN-ocgrqD_CAXa6riWdFRnKQ7czVfkMYz76tDY3zmx2S-8oKdcf5kzy9O15LgQx8JKoOxg6dG3DpeCdqa3-fncwG3D6boXg9P0eVAaqig1v6S71fa4TIrN6PkGJxjgCrkjKj4ccJDdvKOJIZO-JPXO8v4Vmc2A/s5760/6Z0A3640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb4Da_WCXeRUL9A9QdU71Z-fU4FcuJtN-ocgrqD_CAXa6riWdFRnKQ7czVfkMYz76tDY3zmx2S-8oKdcf5kzy9O15LgQx8JKoOxg6dG3DpeCdqa3-fncwG3D6boXg9P0eVAaqig1v6S71fa4TIrN6PkGJxjgCrkjKj4ccJDdvKOJIZO-JPXO8v4Vmc2A/w640-h426/6Z0A3640.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwZJ5iiDx9Ouqxe4SDPuXp7-XVtcXGMsfukIozUKs96xT4fmKv7Rtg2XhhUhVMkH5tWYM2tK0eEbaal7i2NkGQq364NN8gsVdVyCdErOlfiHMi4hsU5f5G75l1AAlqKSy5HGXgvZn19PvW-psVbG4FnEn2m5dna3DOnzdRqsuboVLsJLncps9lpXXyZg/s5760/6Z0A3680.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwZJ5iiDx9Ouqxe4SDPuXp7-XVtcXGMsfukIozUKs96xT4fmKv7Rtg2XhhUhVMkH5tWYM2tK0eEbaal7i2NkGQq364NN8gsVdVyCdErOlfiHMi4hsU5f5G75l1AAlqKSy5HGXgvZn19PvW-psVbG4FnEn2m5dna3DOnzdRqsuboVLsJLncps9lpXXyZg/w640-h426/6Z0A3680.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Probably everyone's favorite activity was the riverboat ride on the Ohio River. Fifteen minutes before launch, we were standing outside on the deck. The breeze cooled and felt so wonderful after the high temps. Then my husband noticed clouds gathering down-river. Pretty soon they were clumping together and getting dark. Then things got exciting. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibEiXLpWLmeJDNzFbxqMXSYk6n2kFZ2zrAnlljC5JGHipHjUpiAl-GoSAg7aX4WgLv9WKxXFRoA9beFyfGW-8EDK25r11YKZljJQ7FpZiN-_dE6ZifnVzGnqRtMKA-zTDZegYHD-z0M7Bt2-Sv1VdfaydJSOF4Hzo4_ND4iaDN1z5c47HPLtkj8kg5iQ/s5760/6Z0A3649.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibEiXLpWLmeJDNzFbxqMXSYk6n2kFZ2zrAnlljC5JGHipHjUpiAl-GoSAg7aX4WgLv9WKxXFRoA9beFyfGW-8EDK25r11YKZljJQ7FpZiN-_dE6ZifnVzGnqRtMKA-zTDZegYHD-z0M7Bt2-Sv1VdfaydJSOF4Hzo4_ND4iaDN1z5c47HPLtkj8kg5iQ/w640-h426/6Z0A3649.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I'm taking pictures and he says we better get inside quickly. We barely made it in (sound familiar?) and a gust of wind whammed past, even blowing a chair downstairs. The wind and rain looked like a small hurricane whipping the trees on the shoreline next to the boat. My biggest concern was that we wouldn't be able to launch and couldn't reschedule because we were leaving the next day (these cruises aren't cheap!) But it whizzed on by and fifteen minutes later, we launched right on time. Unfortunately, as it gathered power on land, it became an F2 tornado and did some damage in a little town northeast of the city.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmwCO-67BEi5u2pnbuHEWc6C7i5Cj3vz6p28QJX7GJuC8JhnISKHd35XKzHYRl7QGyN9dcnHyyBXfre0IW5Y4lORcRTJoDsNnVJjiGLLHdyyRK2bRkFQ2z4DaKWP9ZJtVmm48p1gtWkJ85a4a0YbjCtUwiCz5xrxmFf_QUflAnX4JSVGUBKQlwCplXFA/s5648/6Z0A3650.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3780" data-original-width="5648" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmwCO-67BEi5u2pnbuHEWc6C7i5Cj3vz6p28QJX7GJuC8JhnISKHd35XKzHYRl7QGyN9dcnHyyBXfre0IW5Y4lORcRTJoDsNnVJjiGLLHdyyRK2bRkFQ2z4DaKWP9ZJtVmm48p1gtWkJ85a4a0YbjCtUwiCz5xrxmFf_QUflAnX4JSVGUBKQlwCplXFA/w640-h428/6Z0A3650.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><div>We all enjoyed the river cruise very much. It's a great way to relax while seeing the city and hearing its history. But there was more excitement to come. The storm knocked power out for 10,000 people, including our hotel and many area restaurants. We eventually found one in the suburbs and by the time we got back to the hotel (and walked 5 flights of stairs to our room) we were only without power for 30 minutes. And I was thanking the Lord and my husband/coach for encouraging me to keep up our garage gym workouts!</div><div><br /></div><div>Next up - a castle in the city.</div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-83871170350080103882022-07-17T20:00:00.000-05:002022-07-18T00:21:00.059-05:00The Cincinnati Chronicles - Castles & Other Urban Architecture<p>Our hosts love city life. This park is right in front of their apartment. The arches are lit at night. There's an old church at the end of the street. The city library and a grocery store are within walking distance.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhokjz5q87dCyBQUvBhV2cyL8K1-3OEGB-H9_H804X3ZLQi9DU3pbVivsyIeHuRyv0NDRSlC20dB-I67U_j-z8qh3fBLHq78JcgOilzWWkADMmZU4pCllm1ozZspEoBDjAT-NRlt0XW5wvTD8nGu1MaJMoch7tNQ0vPfC36b__25rSigSLoP0bODQ_ESQ/s5760/6Z0A3597.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhokjz5q87dCyBQUvBhV2cyL8K1-3OEGB-H9_H804X3ZLQi9DU3pbVivsyIeHuRyv0NDRSlC20dB-I67U_j-z8qh3fBLHq78JcgOilzWWkADMmZU4pCllm1ozZspEoBDjAT-NRlt0XW5wvTD8nGu1MaJMoch7tNQ0vPfC36b__25rSigSLoP0bODQ_ESQ/w640-h426/6Z0A3597.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvuIg-Dkibb_b_HZdAs_X6B2St8NI3qZfFaFRLN_EueZk3ndKUkYIDPDPf35fYhL-1Lc9xHElWKrVZms6gWU_1rsiv1iOwhiGg_C3lQu1AAZ8iQ5S0wZbbhTyGKq8gFdqk5PpCaxMSb5R0c5ECTPUdeMRLZ3SSIBaEt_cCLQBDBxxKycxw8j_L8lh0_A/s4340/6Z0A3607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4340" data-original-width="3840" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvuIg-Dkibb_b_HZdAs_X6B2St8NI3qZfFaFRLN_EueZk3ndKUkYIDPDPf35fYhL-1Lc9xHElWKrVZms6gWU_1rsiv1iOwhiGg_C3lQu1AAZ8iQ5S0wZbbhTyGKq8gFdqk5PpCaxMSb5R0c5ECTPUdeMRLZ3SSIBaEt_cCLQBDBxxKycxw8j_L8lh0_A/w566-h640/6Z0A3607.jpg" width="566" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfYZSkfYIguuxVI9L8TwxWSfgQFMUEv-TlVMyDBni0y-Rn04AXkkCNaQ46s6WceJdHXYnm73rLO_4VIf5FsqtKv4N_R13WNfcQjPjKWBnoB2wGYgDEy_sxc0DjJNNzpYLiF6yFTjdpthwFRO3pWgTb67CQPncfQyPnv25C-1urRp2DAyVz9rLUf_aYg/s5760/6Z0A3611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="5760" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfYZSkfYIguuxVI9L8TwxWSfgQFMUEv-TlVMyDBni0y-Rn04AXkkCNaQ46s6WceJdHXYnm73rLO_4VIf5FsqtKv4N_R13WNfcQjPjKWBnoB2wGYgDEy_sxc0DjJNNzpYLiF6yFTjdpthwFRO3pWgTb67CQPncfQyPnv25C-1urRp2DAyVz9rLUf_aYg/w640-h426/6Z0A3611.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>There were so many wonderful building murals and this is the only one I managed to get a picture of.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0TKRdz5JSwkr3PUyDMqY2mzp3BvxTsKk6xIu1wBWzZBV5ambwaaIaJU0zEX4LW0DOq65hxYG9krXrZNZBqDgzogaAt0tBnYzpEIJhY9x0y65UfVBqx1FLP3tUvEpn8_-Iy6hu0RW9N4A6ZRzd0E-cIhIAbdzg5iXs2AhBBxwHQebwM49SDKdwMlLwA/s5760/6Z0A3663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5760" data-original-width="3840" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0TKRdz5JSwkr3PUyDMqY2mzp3BvxTsKk6xIu1wBWzZBV5ambwaaIaJU0zEX4LW0DOq65hxYG9krXrZNZBqDgzogaAt0tBnYzpEIJhY9x0y65UfVBqx1FLP3tUvEpn8_-Iy6hu0RW9N4A6ZRzd0E-cIhIAbdzg5iXs2AhBBxwHQebwM49SDKdwMlLwA/w426-h640/6Z0A3663.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><p></p><p>Near our hotel was a small replica of a castle. It's actually called Elsinore Arch.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWsqg_HMy8z91lgBBo_9B-03EWq31m7sjvbAzRKG6aYgTTUvaIX95Yyi3D4rWnsozPW72qjHpw_JB1sOPuFvDFMIoRtJJviWtGEToA9C_qv18PlhRBFzuW8sQDwCSOqPReL1JhprudXx3c2Wcc9lD51NVvHcfZGbUC6Eia-cI9IgmV4_UfgF4NGGlAtQ/s1440/B78581D5-9D09-424D-BF6D-20DA3162612A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWsqg_HMy8z91lgBBo_9B-03EWq31m7sjvbAzRKG6aYgTTUvaIX95Yyi3D4rWnsozPW72qjHpw_JB1sOPuFvDFMIoRtJJviWtGEToA9C_qv18PlhRBFzuW8sQDwCSOqPReL1JhprudXx3c2Wcc9lD51NVvHcfZGbUC6Eia-cI9IgmV4_UfgF4NGGlAtQ/w640-h640/B78581D5-9D09-424D-BF6D-20DA3162612A.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div>It's such an odd sight in the midst of modern buildings. It was near our hotel and during some down time, we ventured out to, of course, get a picture.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXocMvxWdS-p8IxwyeLbFTSjUZnwL5MQKfW0-trCWJLErONYVe8MEmER4RAq6PzBNNktSEVMElPJ6LqD3fXTv6aIsYySEQC6JZROi-ufAy1EXSHuKIt3u6w3rvf5PDcpRVstqiSWDgj3WajEsoCQ6RJpYelklZEb24xyO5IhvQvBVN8FmiEzqb6wWpAw/s1440/EBA5B4B4-2AB7-486B-B6F9-984EFDCCAED2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXocMvxWdS-p8IxwyeLbFTSjUZnwL5MQKfW0-trCWJLErONYVe8MEmER4RAq6PzBNNktSEVMElPJ6LqD3fXTv6aIsYySEQC6JZROi-ufAy1EXSHuKIt3u6w3rvf5PDcpRVstqiSWDgj3WajEsoCQ6RJpYelklZEb24xyO5IhvQvBVN8FmiEzqb6wWpAw/w640-h640/EBA5B4B4-2AB7-486B-B6F9-984EFDCCAED2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div>The backstory - according to Google - in 1883 Cincinnati Water Works needed to build a new valve house in this spot and decided the structure should be deserving of the existing park's beauty. A Shakespearean Festival was taking place at Music Hall and Hamlet was being performed. The backdrop was a painted image of Elsinore Castle in Denmark. Someone saw it and the idea for a valve house castle was born.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlqypyTP5_riXh_rs9WqROieu2FHsGJLBjq9tSafVouzqdBElLz-oJiX-Cds7Vjm_pn8pGBM3JXAjTdQUejn7Z1X58ad3XloO7OYoj-RVN8ysNwZ255g3tqhSPBUUKdrnvlVsHeGYN_5MWvgWaw4jDSQJ_dzw2Dn0_excfZck3qmZ9drBlNzGTp1iXtA/s1440/C912AF39-4D19-48B3-86EE-19F31B312DA4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlqypyTP5_riXh_rs9WqROieu2FHsGJLBjq9tSafVouzqdBElLz-oJiX-Cds7Vjm_pn8pGBM3JXAjTdQUejn7Z1X58ad3XloO7OYoj-RVN8ysNwZ255g3tqhSPBUUKdrnvlVsHeGYN_5MWvgWaw4jDSQJ_dzw2Dn0_excfZck3qmZ9drBlNzGTp1iXtA/w640-h640/C912AF39-4D19-48B3-86EE-19F31B312DA4.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I tried some atmospheric effects to make it look old and mysterious.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-f973z8l5hanInJVSUaeNJ7KqW0YNJctDqtEF3VpT8BxgxxVpPN49Sv4_HxDGZSoPwsvpTTdSw4n0y2vO_3CxwnQ2Qg7pKV38GS7WfoviI3A1q7MZINAhuF3i2L4f2HluTyJZD5puR2h9xUm4hP76GV8GA5Wk1_RGddB-JAjCxejDmhRxeBVQrW63lQ/s4032/IMG_1362.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-f973z8l5hanInJVSUaeNJ7KqW0YNJctDqtEF3VpT8BxgxxVpPN49Sv4_HxDGZSoPwsvpTTdSw4n0y2vO_3CxwnQ2Qg7pKV38GS7WfoviI3A1q7MZINAhuF3i2L4f2HluTyJZD5puR2h9xUm4hP76GV8GA5Wk1_RGddB-JAjCxejDmhRxeBVQrW63lQ/w480-h640/IMG_1362.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We're not sure where these steps lead. My husband went as far as the turn and said they keep going. We assumed they lead to Eden Park.</div><br /><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5zBd1X15ZylrFimGZB6zgCPwDGNDJm0fKDug2maFiYaZKjUQ71TtsVWYrtz5mP4Poug8aJScelFq1Di6xzlmoCjqmbpDK_ElHKua3OnM92lo-yobCBvMc1ja45XJvc3hOvKMlaqQwxKb9iJlsZQMUZvspVm-HFcSScZqP6_bVWiKDKd6ueR4ubBF0tA/s1440/356B4793-E3A4-46F2-AFD5-2700310BA5BA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5zBd1X15ZylrFimGZB6zgCPwDGNDJm0fKDug2maFiYaZKjUQ71TtsVWYrtz5mP4Poug8aJScelFq1Di6xzlmoCjqmbpDK_ElHKua3OnM92lo-yobCBvMc1ja45XJvc3hOvKMlaqQwxKb9iJlsZQMUZvspVm-HFcSScZqP6_bVWiKDKd6ueR4ubBF0tA/w640-h640/356B4793-E3A4-46F2-AFD5-2700310BA5BA.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0ARM3u_B0WIGRmeMU6i5-qhkJ3q4t1zcnliwnrzV7kyfcPMu4-82QNuWH-4t5fypMI9PW8GWvLjo132WV6AWWCWR_17I2JrKTIq23osCPYFjKX7swuu0O66AMdgNhEAMMYM5fEWiki73pY6DNh0vb-JAMN3nxvq3ni6u4_YpbjiMURrzgFy9Jq-wyA/s1440/52A75885-E404-437B-A43A-760D55BC6E36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0ARM3u_B0WIGRmeMU6i5-qhkJ3q4t1zcnliwnrzV7kyfcPMu4-82QNuWH-4t5fypMI9PW8GWvLjo132WV6AWWCWR_17I2JrKTIq23osCPYFjKX7swuu0O66AMdgNhEAMMYM5fEWiki73pY6DNh0vb-JAMN3nxvq3ni6u4_YpbjiMURrzgFy9Jq-wyA/w640-h640/52A75885-E404-437B-A43A-760D55BC6E36.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyuOVTDaPDyWRkHZmsBZ0bn-sAlvO03mEPYqoezGJmOSOF7Rg0qsUvur1fbvBqZB9inNWdigt-FFMzd_4W_XalKndAqrvUSSN606dwVYhIwJ_r21rKTlWewVnGiYpCp8F_isAX35Ky94mJBpKXQwaO7wn0DvKFlwPwS4aEBARNFo9AdP7G7ezovmGAgw/s2048/IMG_1405.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyuOVTDaPDyWRkHZmsBZ0bn-sAlvO03mEPYqoezGJmOSOF7Rg0qsUvur1fbvBqZB9inNWdigt-FFMzd_4W_XalKndAqrvUSSN606dwVYhIwJ_r21rKTlWewVnGiYpCp8F_isAX35Ky94mJBpKXQwaO7wn0DvKFlwPwS4aEBARNFo9AdP7G7ezovmGAgw/w640-h480/IMG_1405.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Wrapping up with a scene from Eden Park. In my next post, I'll show some views from the road.Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-56400844353574741002022-07-17T19:45:00.000-05:002022-07-18T00:21:45.443-05:00There and Back Again - View From the Road<p>The first stop on any road trip is the McDonalds over I-44. It's a huge building that arches over the highway and gives you a great view. In addition to McD's there's a gas station, gift shop, restrooms, and some Will Rogers history.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAcuprNKdv1iWkuu-nOJSFTVldtQGzhhUbIGN1bqo8by0Hy015Ag-lXeWgfB7vO9gBrA9s9GKp5Y0Ph-7M5hkAjksPom2znJ5cTaocvIWaFgWFKXeBBdpIIT4aOSC2taPAFaWcKPVRKN57ILolrIQjbUhYjxlycJDg0EGoS_euEAc3qq2TtChBh9ES7A/s1440/0088E9C9-4224-41C0-93B3-B1FBEE5667C5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1265" data-original-width="1440" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAcuprNKdv1iWkuu-nOJSFTVldtQGzhhUbIGN1bqo8by0Hy015Ag-lXeWgfB7vO9gBrA9s9GKp5Y0Ph-7M5hkAjksPom2znJ5cTaocvIWaFgWFKXeBBdpIIT4aOSC2taPAFaWcKPVRKN57ILolrIQjbUhYjxlycJDg0EGoS_euEAc3qq2TtChBh9ES7A/w640-h562/0088E9C9-4224-41C0-93B3-B1FBEE5667C5.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>All of these pictures were taken with my phone. It's the best equipment for quick-on-the-go photography, coz in a moving car speeding along at 60-75 mph, there's no time for camera adjustments!<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxgZ-AZVlfhO56GclVa-uwno3Eu_LURuvwHq5C7hsbHmzU1fEI85xlUo_HcMWwtkHfrqx0jL_LkMl3i_FQeO5Gx8TaV7DBUOVVBtHrinkVjBoRDOyw2fJRXcCj4kKqDYeS8Mr2y1YQmQubKd7QJSCh40OL8q8ALq9GKKfIohQ5i4cEV2fD62C6Ntkiw/s1897/IMG_1304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1897" data-original-width="1535" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxgZ-AZVlfhO56GclVa-uwno3Eu_LURuvwHq5C7hsbHmzU1fEI85xlUo_HcMWwtkHfrqx0jL_LkMl3i_FQeO5Gx8TaV7DBUOVVBtHrinkVjBoRDOyw2fJRXcCj4kKqDYeS8Mr2y1YQmQubKd7QJSCh40OL8q8ALq9GKKfIohQ5i4cEV2fD62C6Ntkiw/w518-h640/IMG_1304.jpg" width="518" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We took an easy scenic route going east. I loved it. Same speed but hardly any traffic and no semis! It was 2 hours longer but worth it. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlAryLAkdW18lCczYbULNOKYPJ2xAJzqo0VZcY7s3JH-zeBzPc-H3h-1ukUcW5_7Y6Mdu9aKV7cR4UkpJ0sz7n7uoYEPSCnV4qqO0EDlrfY0LuyPvyE-4mxuWm3CXtuFQ472qb3vzbMAibXSPDyFTRdrtqpHnC5xmmfTo82KcQEg-XqZRn06J5GA0EUw/s1652/IMG_1305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1526" data-original-width="1652" height="592" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlAryLAkdW18lCczYbULNOKYPJ2xAJzqo0VZcY7s3JH-zeBzPc-H3h-1ukUcW5_7Y6Mdu9aKV7cR4UkpJ0sz7n7uoYEPSCnV4qqO0EDlrfY0LuyPvyE-4mxuWm3CXtuFQ472qb3vzbMAibXSPDyFTRdrtqpHnC5xmmfTo82KcQEg-XqZRn06J5GA0EUw/w640-h592/IMG_1305.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9erTvXS0rhTZCKr8HPc49HLYFiQaEKAkJMyBIlGSnFpoqAT5bvVDcUQhGwuxhDurhPON5BkzmjINnI2kDTp-IYPY45FTUfIho5cJxjNq44JcXsTE8_R69iOWnjis_dVRAYby09aKs-RQ0rZ3gm4J9QcE5YTLXah_oOpxegjZnsTnOLH3ZJzmO77k3SA/s1607/IMG_1310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1607" data-original-width="1449" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9erTvXS0rhTZCKr8HPc49HLYFiQaEKAkJMyBIlGSnFpoqAT5bvVDcUQhGwuxhDurhPON5BkzmjINnI2kDTp-IYPY45FTUfIho5cJxjNq44JcXsTE8_R69iOWnjis_dVRAYby09aKs-RQ0rZ3gm4J9QcE5YTLXah_oOpxegjZnsTnOLH3ZJzmO77k3SA/w578-h640/IMG_1310.jpg" width="578" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bridges! Can't beat the old bridges of the east-midwest for photographic texture.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeaCFi5xXhdrKETgbY2fc6G2reZPEu8DaS6OGZ8HQ7eXr10Lu5R2HSWks2cCuTmjx1CdyqSytzJoYQRt_puj7nmMY6gjf5B1z7gJwKCuiTm6wiNuzJDAlZtIu_Zb409ltFGKL_ppnfHgOzrLTFjWZOLqS33Z5liJwwNBDUHys1xMUjNQqYwh7NabEkg/s2048/IMG_1320.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeaCFi5xXhdrKETgbY2fc6G2reZPEu8DaS6OGZ8HQ7eXr10Lu5R2HSWks2cCuTmjx1CdyqSytzJoYQRt_puj7nmMY6gjf5B1z7gJwKCuiTm6wiNuzJDAlZtIu_Zb409ltFGKL_ppnfHgOzrLTFjWZOLqS33Z5liJwwNBDUHys1xMUjNQqYwh7NabEkg/w640-h480/IMG_1320.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMW_qqXOoUXkiWCJfeAZJ7lMKKwUp9AIjQVpnHnxOVhaTDJx280u36VXAOILphURAAKTgCYMYtQJa2jiotEFA7nejqlHladKTRO9XKfEQYB4vBfH2-qY5mfrWcbD7dHpoFEM8be6RM1Sp8SmWkftxO35fxHILprWYBhTqlaAWoEIsYYQHHjTFY78DAGQ/s1440/6281D70F-EE70-4E59-8F41-C98FF25F0496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1265" data-original-width="1440" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMW_qqXOoUXkiWCJfeAZJ7lMKKwUp9AIjQVpnHnxOVhaTDJx280u36VXAOILphURAAKTgCYMYtQJa2jiotEFA7nejqlHladKTRO9XKfEQYB4vBfH2-qY5mfrWcbD7dHpoFEM8be6RM1Sp8SmWkftxO35fxHILprWYBhTqlaAWoEIsYYQHHjTFY78DAGQ/w640-h562/6281D70F-EE70-4E59-8F41-C98FF25F0496.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJSZyk7sp6DLo51tNkX9BGMQ6MwtdlMMIJ31Ggj5M7gkFeTkSSBGP1y-VmlRDmqsykggr55FVvammC9Mp6z79NKiFnA7lgpyi8-yyUKKeVuo_qRUS8CQUodcorzJsSeCRrHmE1r5Cf4tDBPiKorAcICv0o-5L8Oy3zEnHHmI98IbPnhlef7-GOF_9gA/s2048/IMG_1308.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKJSZyk7sp6DLo51tNkX9BGMQ6MwtdlMMIJ31Ggj5M7gkFeTkSSBGP1y-VmlRDmqsykggr55FVvammC9Mp6z79NKiFnA7lgpyi8-yyUKKeVuo_qRUS8CQUodcorzJsSeCRrHmE1r5Cf4tDBPiKorAcICv0o-5L8Oy3zEnHHmI98IbPnhlef7-GOF_9gA/w480-h640/IMG_1308.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgk3yYLc5zqCa9lZVxQzMUbJSRUvzPevEIbmbUxbhiSJWae_4Vx1RmYDvLNpzGZAvF-pV1r8VVhuh62s4eMdK7Og58ifS5RB7Ru3gBQTQgH2A4MeDlZn6DHF8JEPD0QQFmy5tLDPz8Lip_zavLOzbSonm99U_54fO_QIJMt_9kMkZ68sQJp520dKmo9Q/s2181/IMG_1311.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2181" data-original-width="1441" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgk3yYLc5zqCa9lZVxQzMUbJSRUvzPevEIbmbUxbhiSJWae_4Vx1RmYDvLNpzGZAvF-pV1r8VVhuh62s4eMdK7Og58ifS5RB7Ru3gBQTQgH2A4MeDlZn6DHF8JEPD0QQFmy5tLDPz8Lip_zavLOzbSonm99U_54fO_QIJMt_9kMkZ68sQJp520dKmo9Q/w422-h640/IMG_1311.jpeg" width="422" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmVWsDs5oDZ5vmFu2s9FJYDjlCv5DIc5ty7OlauQQWPGertBL0RYmq_ootu-pF20WmjNvVOQndm2AL1yeEDNDuneGpTzaaf0vO0WoZULQabFcHFoUAxjviSvLcFvlbSMAFOM3zHV2jmEUHWPP3l1_mYhTdANH06ZFKWDET64s_O9QlGFXKpq6KX2F65Q/s2048/IMG_1313.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmVWsDs5oDZ5vmFu2s9FJYDjlCv5DIc5ty7OlauQQWPGertBL0RYmq_ootu-pF20WmjNvVOQndm2AL1yeEDNDuneGpTzaaf0vO0WoZULQabFcHFoUAxjviSvLcFvlbSMAFOM3zHV2jmEUHWPP3l1_mYhTdANH06ZFKWDET64s_O9QlGFXKpq6KX2F65Q/w640-h480/IMG_1313.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>We're a very blessed nation. Please don't let .... well, I won't get political here. But I could! Grrrr.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZhgNLPlwyJ0JEBwBMLB9OU7O3C5TVdvQjRwAJM-IjyqG8wOq_cMI2TGKDubisnGXEId__47-yM3yYOXkHBLwn_ldApFtgOK3bm9jy8jE1sXmlc6KRvy1JUdXWxxyXOVeyfwiV_SHV-4yuCjqVb7Fl_NSeuWMOlDplNO_1zDEimuEDEhoyIrw5VS6hww/s444/IMG_1314.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="390" data-original-width="444" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZhgNLPlwyJ0JEBwBMLB9OU7O3C5TVdvQjRwAJM-IjyqG8wOq_cMI2TGKDubisnGXEId__47-yM3yYOXkHBLwn_ldApFtgOK3bm9jy8jE1sXmlc6KRvy1JUdXWxxyXOVeyfwiV_SHV-4yuCjqVb7Fl_NSeuWMOlDplNO_1zDEimuEDEhoyIrw5VS6hww/w640-h562/IMG_1314.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>We were just driving along, not much of interest to see and BAM! there was the Cincinnati skyline! I was so glad I had camera phone at the ready or I would've totally missed this shot.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTZJSguDJtHEQJF_1fYGkdKHEtuhrNPBRxeKGriuxgbwmnGrBrD5z1xWE5Zl-AzKId8fXJQ1TYKQ_UeQ0vUGPIJVau6moUpB2wZ6hl1lHr7xYmGoYRXkmEnhy44w5GL7pbrzWJEJYWpdAi5AlqINAGfgn0ymCM3rlMpjQtyjxVuZ5RtDaTquW2ceqZg/s2150/IMG_1329.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1464" data-original-width="2150" height="436" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTZJSguDJtHEQJF_1fYGkdKHEtuhrNPBRxeKGriuxgbwmnGrBrD5z1xWE5Zl-AzKId8fXJQ1TYKQ_UeQ0vUGPIJVau6moUpB2wZ6hl1lHr7xYmGoYRXkmEnhy44w5GL7pbrzWJEJYWpdAi5AlqINAGfgn0ymCM3rlMpjQtyjxVuZ5RtDaTquW2ceqZg/w640-h436/IMG_1329.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Meanwhile, back home, our girls seemed to be enjoying their time at the boarding kennel.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy1tpweK-5-sPHce3-cLWDvgFEWXeDfpMS5NMqUyxeQZT9D8v2gtAJv4nrFQP0MVKSvW7bQVAiW-Jc68ehLlMeguM1Y5S_XSzLVGKPehzGfNOvHURz4NHL3YwgERbZkCNkHq5Pwx7unAOfQzI7XCnkmFaEAcV0bMSMGLVFlkIjvzSkyClDqtjLQJmHKQ/s2048/IMG_1392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1317" data-original-width="2048" height="412" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy1tpweK-5-sPHce3-cLWDvgFEWXeDfpMS5NMqUyxeQZT9D8v2gtAJv4nrFQP0MVKSvW7bQVAiW-Jc68ehLlMeguM1Y5S_XSzLVGKPehzGfNOvHURz4NHL3YwgERbZkCNkHq5Pwx7unAOfQzI7XCnkmFaEAcV0bMSMGLVFlkIjvzSkyClDqtjLQJmHKQ/w640-h412/IMG_1392.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>It was a short trip but we spent time with loved ones, saw a few sights, and had an enjoyable road trip. We got up early and were on the road at 5am. Goodbye, Cincinnati!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVXZrvNCTTnN7JeVjHJ21nuniKvyo09MM__8eFnZM0KGv1Y0KhoZ8cCuFSTEzrzxUivb1c4SVwAgWfxRgIdOy0ur5UzdZATsemPZ7SE62ZryA58Z6wc7M6X00k5gnf6aeFaFZq36pThrWNR9XTEK02Ckw4Wcvfpopjj8WWTOgGzgQa-e3zbg_BPbhZfA/s2141/IMG_1406.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1468" data-original-width="2141" height="438" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVXZrvNCTTnN7JeVjHJ21nuniKvyo09MM__8eFnZM0KGv1Y0KhoZ8cCuFSTEzrzxUivb1c4SVwAgWfxRgIdOy0ur5UzdZATsemPZ7SE62ZryA58Z6wc7M6X00k5gnf6aeFaFZq36pThrWNR9XTEK02Ckw4Wcvfpopjj8WWTOgGzgQa-e3zbg_BPbhZfA/w640-h438/IMG_1406.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Going home we took the faster route and drove straight through (we stopped overnight going over). Oh, Interstate 70, how many times have we traversed your concrete this past 40 years?!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-dqeq1timI_uGYyx4EAWMgJcJXJErpegofALfZnLgPBApRGsfn1WwMYK76ggWPv4tMEYLvL0Klqd_C8nX1tG6aFoPIRavbeZSJQn8-f_NQ-GHh6HYk5TPKndnlYNGhdOh4f84px2dVx9zhNwsd6H2syQ1_27rprmO03mLo-zrV9mSUtHwIMxPXSPsxw/s1335/IMG_1408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1118" data-original-width="1335" height="536" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-dqeq1timI_uGYyx4EAWMgJcJXJErpegofALfZnLgPBApRGsfn1WwMYK76ggWPv4tMEYLvL0Klqd_C8nX1tG6aFoPIRavbeZSJQn8-f_NQ-GHh6HYk5TPKndnlYNGhdOh4f84px2dVx9zhNwsd6H2syQ1_27rprmO03mLo-zrV9mSUtHwIMxPXSPsxw/w640-h536/IMG_1408.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I bet I have 100 pictures of the St Louis Arch, but still, one cannot go past it without taking one more.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAslbImeCdYsonvDEacOt6FAx_JKfTTQiXJRFvtYtAPKEoB9th0nICQygjfVnwASBHOgSW8_dZUE3AeVZsFj4ZvYVzOH0pkR-d5fBVheNkDApV8ZOwhRjaRD0cX-Gt-3vri4N6R6LF6H2QgC3ahgKTcrO8xShwHyqhF_SFyh7PMe3Iqf4i6VPBbfra6A/s729/IMG_1410.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="237" data-original-width="729" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAslbImeCdYsonvDEacOt6FAx_JKfTTQiXJRFvtYtAPKEoB9th0nICQygjfVnwASBHOgSW8_dZUE3AeVZsFj4ZvYVzOH0pkR-d5fBVheNkDApV8ZOwhRjaRD0cX-Gt-3vri4N6R6LF6H2QgC3ahgKTcrO8xShwHyqhF_SFyh7PMe3Iqf4i6VPBbfra6A/w640-h208/IMG_1410.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The Mighty Mississippi.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy44lCNQqJkJryf_1SGmQr19bvptN82nZzcH0K1t9lxDrEjvD-raGTVvv8az-_mX6MXkS6Igfe0wIRvW7coesK6Qc7-U7DGcHt0pqDey-1TuP5Ls5kKfIVW2vn9HYUliFC42fbMWaIQJDQmfIJEYp93M3O3s041CpIkndcNWs2JUUS1L_1o0Fo-g7VvQ/s2048/IMG_1412.JPEG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy44lCNQqJkJryf_1SGmQr19bvptN82nZzcH0K1t9lxDrEjvD-raGTVvv8az-_mX6MXkS6Igfe0wIRvW7coesK6Qc7-U7DGcHt0pqDey-1TuP5Ls5kKfIVW2vn9HYUliFC42fbMWaIQJDQmfIJEYp93M3O3s041CpIkndcNWs2JUUS1L_1o0Fo-g7VvQ/w640-h480/IMG_1412.JPEG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>On our last trip to Branson, we discovered the Joplin 44 rest stop. They have the best Caribou lattes!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVvr3R1mBukw5dfD3g-tM1YNO9HeGuh_h0vhKIdbCAzr9cS-YJ3Tl1LNH9us0lTpbUaML_YkxL0-H4PeSGkkYzh0fjgbVZxnCcHYb4Phm3dGB0Bd-0f2VZu6k-hTTGenL8T1UJaJc9HpmmIei06zTawBLUK2VdGsyX5kxfbAaK5wQLtNHz1Us8wFMhxA/s1845/IMG_1413.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1845" data-original-width="1704" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVvr3R1mBukw5dfD3g-tM1YNO9HeGuh_h0vhKIdbCAzr9cS-YJ3Tl1LNH9us0lTpbUaML_YkxL0-H4PeSGkkYzh0fjgbVZxnCcHYb4Phm3dGB0Bd-0f2VZu6k-hTTGenL8T1UJaJc9HpmmIei06zTawBLUK2VdGsyX5kxfbAaK5wQLtNHz1Us8wFMhxA/s320/IMG_1413.jpeg" width="296" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Jkp-o3XD-WvFlmoAWk9EFKp5BkkhkprYz8vA-hXWIiORo4U8X29jDLaCz7Y-gt2JYISKcz7u8TFji_7GMuY_6XOpaXodx9iyC4fy8Mktw9IpwoiPlVALJXTwxn5X_LiS_-0NNGSuGmDFxY2qh4R50yBOa2xLk2BX1iGBlkETagsdmkVedCex41zZxA/s3149/IMG_1040.JPEG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="998" data-original-width="3149" height="202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Jkp-o3XD-WvFlmoAWk9EFKp5BkkhkprYz8vA-hXWIiORo4U8X29jDLaCz7Y-gt2JYISKcz7u8TFji_7GMuY_6XOpaXodx9iyC4fy8Mktw9IpwoiPlVALJXTwxn5X_LiS_-0NNGSuGmDFxY2qh4R50yBOa2xLk2BX1iGBlkETagsdmkVedCex41zZxA/w640-h202/IMG_1040.JPEG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Joplin 44 is huge. There's an actual semi inside, all jazzed up. Truckers can buy equipment. There's gift shops with really cute stuff, not the usual truck-stop junk. A food court, clean bathrooms, snacks, and the aforementioned Caribou coffee shop.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr-fROLoc10SeAHcxowiKACzBFjOSjik8EvKsKDRTEbniuiiILlWu3wRnxzNMMPiW0LuwPc--wtFjlRV2qDK0pmuq0hgYUAIQ4ZZGic6egTKElK3Z3BIFcenaniZoUpstVTbT0yKSaV1wf0z72nKVM4K5t0UKndtLYNx6dFxPN7b4k6zl68QuexIynMQ/s2048/IMG_1039.JPEG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr-fROLoc10SeAHcxowiKACzBFjOSjik8EvKsKDRTEbniuiiILlWu3wRnxzNMMPiW0LuwPc--wtFjlRV2qDK0pmuq0hgYUAIQ4ZZGic6egTKElK3Z3BIFcenaniZoUpstVTbT0yKSaV1wf0z72nKVM4K5t0UKndtLYNx6dFxPN7b4k6zl68QuexIynMQ/w480-h640/IMG_1039.JPEG" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div>As I've said before, I believe art is everywhere, in everything! Even semis!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlCmbd97U2uAgYEzmw-SMP43721w0EiRIlh_Zz9Xuvb7kvBku8IxheyA5DQLV444Gv1JPKR3ZNPU8P-eNAz1onUyAlLpgMj2XdaAd6UA-7h_Icwwsch6vTjZqLzNEvz6Ib7kaqNc84PqN5lOK834RlSIVWPcw5Y7A4W_4WrTsxjBj1ccyjhDdVwl8BVg/s2048/IMG_1037.JPEG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlCmbd97U2uAgYEzmw-SMP43721w0EiRIlh_Zz9Xuvb7kvBku8IxheyA5DQLV444Gv1JPKR3ZNPU8P-eNAz1onUyAlLpgMj2XdaAd6UA-7h_Icwwsch6vTjZqLzNEvz6Ib7kaqNc84PqN5lOK834RlSIVWPcw5Y7A4W_4WrTsxjBj1ccyjhDdVwl8BVg/w640-h480/IMG_1037.JPEG" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><div>Back home, safe & sound. Until next time!</div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-69820165772845952232021-11-08T21:12:00.043-06:002021-11-08T21:29:01.966-06:00Crystal Bridges, Forest Lights, & Fall Foliage<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyg_U0qvJLCUzTYk-p_rxypHLG7hYRrOFeeN9OGAcZyJ_v_Yd0LApLeTLINt9OCHupjW6zH_KIW64grpyMb2GcwiF5g6vn8zBp_Mwo-eaxO1Z4NoadtRhWdv6vm5cMx1YOiU4CamPBIaAK/s2048/6Z0A1144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyg_U0qvJLCUzTYk-p_rxypHLG7hYRrOFeeN9OGAcZyJ_v_Yd0LApLeTLINt9OCHupjW6zH_KIW64grpyMb2GcwiF5g6vn8zBp_Mwo-eaxO1Z4NoadtRhWdv6vm5cMx1YOiU4CamPBIaAK/w640-h426/6Z0A1144.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>Last weekend we ventured to Crystal Bridges in Bentonville, AR, to see the North Forest Lights exhibit again. We saw it at the end of 2019 and loved it. Rather than lug my camera around, I took pictures with my phone. Alas, those pix were lost in cyberspace whilst trying to update and sync my iPhone and a new iPad. But the exhibit is the same with just a few minor additions, so <span style="color: red;"><a href="http://mysteregitan.blogspot.com/2019/12/" target="_blank">click here</a></span> to see the same photos taken in 2019.</p><p></p><p><i>Irony - in 2019 my lens fell off the camera and tumbled over a bridge rail. This time I lost some pix off the phone. If we ever go again, I think I'll just leave all electronic gear at home.</i></p><p>We stayed at the exhibit until 10:30pm. It's such a magical, mystical, enchanting walk through the woods. They're saying this is the final run for North Forest Lights, so better <span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://crystalbridges.org/calendar/north-forest-lights/" target="_blank">get your tickets</a></span> and get over there!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchPobgmerr5VZfQuQz32GeHJfp5CPBDDGLYYTf8gUhxMilJoC-yxEJ0YpawTSJzsr2OasXNM6rd_2636HTaa9XGyso5X7-CZzPRNkZygHuIpV9QSpIFbF-xm4Dfg6VU-q2UXF4Y36c8H5/s2048/6Z0A1056.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchPobgmerr5VZfQuQz32GeHJfp5CPBDDGLYYTf8gUhxMilJoC-yxEJ0YpawTSJzsr2OasXNM6rd_2636HTaa9XGyso5X7-CZzPRNkZygHuIpV9QSpIFbF-xm4Dfg6VU-q2UXF4Y36c8H5/w640-h426/6Z0A1056.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Curved hallway.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicraNEWyUpyjy4lyz9kt29QZjtpakQ2OIkBXKwKZCe2BluXN_t7nLyMFPbRrpkTM7TiVaxXjTJxLFXQ6NsqZxICMe_D2oG4VczBivattqOczoDjfltXpPPT5dSKYg9pK4RLGRn2sgs1nPG/s2048/6Z0A1058.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1578" data-original-width="2048" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicraNEWyUpyjy4lyz9kt29QZjtpakQ2OIkBXKwKZCe2BluXN_t7nLyMFPbRrpkTM7TiVaxXjTJxLFXQ6NsqZxICMe_D2oG4VczBivattqOczoDjfltXpPPT5dSKYg9pK4RLGRn2sgs1nPG/w640-h494/6Z0A1058.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Dale Chihuly glass sculpture.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_j_7EqbtA_0jZyedik0_SE0SrTKdi4z8K1sMo12vWPn7kShqfhBW6C04nFAnW9taHi9ld1Qg7K073dnwjyGARRciFG2cmXreyRJtWN6pPcv9gti1dWC2SHqFKHdqavnDm43C8bFywcWuK/s2048/6Z0A1062.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_j_7EqbtA_0jZyedik0_SE0SrTKdi4z8K1sMo12vWPn7kShqfhBW6C04nFAnW9taHi9ld1Qg7K073dnwjyGARRciFG2cmXreyRJtWN6pPcv9gti1dWC2SHqFKHdqavnDm43C8bFywcWuK/w640-h426/6Z0A1062.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><p>The next day, we toured the museum and walked the surrounding trails. It's a top notch art museum and the grounds are gorgeous.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimZ7sa4JlG15WMwfhiXXF-W3eqFIbhB8XQLd_zWUa8c9jGaPObI9VbUNcKPnCQC51hF7z4ancxhBllY8t2YrYe0gZBYrUMUjIc5Tl4UEbe-pbwuuQh-2j8NU4BItPsonZXpO9-y7FFbiqC/s2048/6Z0A1069.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimZ7sa4JlG15WMwfhiXXF-W3eqFIbhB8XQLd_zWUa8c9jGaPObI9VbUNcKPnCQC51hF7z4ancxhBllY8t2YrYe0gZBYrUMUjIc5Tl4UEbe-pbwuuQh-2j8NU4BItPsonZXpO9-y7FFbiqC/w640-h426/6Z0A1069.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdr4g7rk2SkMGym_NA1d1ieLCe8Zi2QfCGzXtjG7_l0r3MrKI0kezqYDpkV5eFUeModYTua6FQPW-rk5Q_A9SkMFCi1PZFQrTuLWsea1XHhSK3-xm1kj0N0g14TZpBleXBc-WfHbGri-kd/s2048/6Z0A1080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdr4g7rk2SkMGym_NA1d1ieLCe8Zi2QfCGzXtjG7_l0r3MrKI0kezqYDpkV5eFUeModYTua6FQPW-rk5Q_A9SkMFCi1PZFQrTuLWsea1XHhSK3-xm1kj0N0g14TZpBleXBc-WfHbGri-kd/w640-h426/6Z0A1080.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This is from the "Infinity Mirror Room." We took some video but it got lost. It's beautiful to experience. If you want to see someone else's video of it, <span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5lXpp7ADar4" target="_blank">click here.</a></span><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhYKCvIybF4F3icDGiSn8npGONrQV2Lx22ENU_mrYCZ07QnDzZMvMXVhUh4c6ZgShvMQkJRZGvbSLc7dqmPxKVvSZSeFK9crrfBYMKfXupqP7QKEQ5Hiq4jF5rkWzRZ8_TMK0FW7yJ4Og9/s2048/6Z0A1072.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhYKCvIybF4F3icDGiSn8npGONrQV2Lx22ENU_mrYCZ07QnDzZMvMXVhUh4c6ZgShvMQkJRZGvbSLc7dqmPxKVvSZSeFK9crrfBYMKfXupqP7QKEQ5Hiq4jF5rkWzRZ8_TMK0FW7yJ4Og9/s320/6Z0A1072.jpg" width="213" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZs6aVSCh-t4lGR544iRl1lxoDTi38tKr0C50YlcwG1oiMAZE_d7SAtqEN468uEjBSlMV0rO-CmDS5T-pPFg7hWU4mQkupmNAGnKL9rq9GYuWXUCZdC3Ea1tW0FmF-BjUB-SIPjF9dsI_O/s2048/Queen_FC8.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1432" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZs6aVSCh-t4lGR544iRl1lxoDTi38tKr0C50YlcwG1oiMAZE_d7SAtqEN468uEjBSlMV0rO-CmDS5T-pPFg7hWU4mQkupmNAGnKL9rq9GYuWXUCZdC3Ea1tW0FmF-BjUB-SIPjF9dsI_O/s320/Queen_FC8.jpeg" width="224" /></a></div></div><p>I had to include this picture. I think it looks like the Borg queen from <i>Star Trek: First Contact </i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(picture on the right). </span>It's actually supposed to be the famous dancer, Martha Graham. Not sure I'd be flattered if I were she.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw3AVe_afX_23oyO4Ay59LAV1g79sdMdHI6aNF3ohGvI-qGV7Emg3J-l-BLo6T6ZtUB-kRbBeOGursBbWjHLYLs-kXoPjdoMzwIbRJUg98DeCI3HpdSW_sua10BQu4kgUv0Vq1gsAYbabE/s2048/6Z0A1075.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw3AVe_afX_23oyO4Ay59LAV1g79sdMdHI6aNF3ohGvI-qGV7Emg3J-l-BLo6T6ZtUB-kRbBeOGursBbWjHLYLs-kXoPjdoMzwIbRJUg98DeCI3HpdSW_sua10BQu4kgUv0Vq1gsAYbabE/w426-h640/6Z0A1075.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><p>I love mixed media art and sculpture. I always say "art is everywhere and in everything."</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Ep4QKuCgWzMRR0a3lKo8LjEq1owuP1GOun0rVFSPy2H6ESNaQTEnl5EkPvtQ-AyelMOVnSwSvMWgjKP2NRNYmZpawOnMrm3BfofHDTM0dg5cl19mGAVSIWFsyl4vmNxPC8C9evC9Vgm_/s2048/6Z0A1077.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Ep4QKuCgWzMRR0a3lKo8LjEq1owuP1GOun0rVFSPy2H6ESNaQTEnl5EkPvtQ-AyelMOVnSwSvMWgjKP2NRNYmZpawOnMrm3BfofHDTM0dg5cl19mGAVSIWFsyl4vmNxPC8C9evC9Vgm_/w426-h640/6Z0A1077.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><p>This photo is not out of focus. That's how this piece really looks in person. I thought it was a quartz of some sort or some strange coral thing. It's made of 1000's of buttons! See description below:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHRI_ZD5kmW55ANdqrZKel-dwuRl7xmJkbZrhq4Kr2DABSVLxgKP0N27iuvrIX0xF7BWyuG9lEdvGZ6X3CVJkXVJuckxjDc_K9Sdl1LVQIeWwRZs9VyIUFbvzPI0AyOcFrqjOlCHdA5ybR/s2048/6Z0A1079.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1897" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHRI_ZD5kmW55ANdqrZKel-dwuRl7xmJkbZrhq4Kr2DABSVLxgKP0N27iuvrIX0xF7BWyuG9lEdvGZ6X3CVJkXVJuckxjDc_K9Sdl1LVQIeWwRZs9VyIUFbvzPI0AyOcFrqjOlCHdA5ybR/w296-h320/6Z0A1079.jpg" width="296" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEopCCuNxFRkfvkJx5gOuM_wYMbAigVeBUrlLAntdxST7PpIG4XcDmnAuvWcafA_4KE9ecPmFsT_gzhPjMgEE2bKaBjqP8WO_Q9o6Sm9jDtYTIFQEEHrVV6cDCmSLN3PQwsDwb9_pmI5E3/s2048/6Z0A1093.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEopCCuNxFRkfvkJx5gOuM_wYMbAigVeBUrlLAntdxST7PpIG4XcDmnAuvWcafA_4KE9ecPmFsT_gzhPjMgEE2bKaBjqP8WO_Q9o6Sm9jDtYTIFQEEHrVV6cDCmSLN3PQwsDwb9_pmI5E3/w640-h426/6Z0A1093.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I'm pretty sure those are Dale Chihuly glass balls in the water. I saw the same thing at one of his exhibits in OKC. He has several pieces at the museum - even outside! There's one in particular that is huge & part of Forest Lights. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiln5eUWX51-KHTApAUfQNIB5aQM5VvOVHYJ58AwDCZf3GomkGlwIlF6CvYvq7UQBYF_MG8XAKHwhAU9dSmdFgohGp2PNFikIFTaQICEpmoej1QEQe7zxxl-XoV2-7p6hyphenhyphenjUoiYr-8UBZUU/s2048/6Z0A3448.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiln5eUWX51-KHTApAUfQNIB5aQM5VvOVHYJ58AwDCZf3GomkGlwIlF6CvYvq7UQBYF_MG8XAKHwhAU9dSmdFgohGp2PNFikIFTaQICEpmoej1QEQe7zxxl-XoV2-7p6hyphenhyphenjUoiYr-8UBZUU/w426-h640/6Z0A3448.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(from 2019)</span></i></div></i>I asked a docent how they protect it in bad weather. He said they don't! And if a piece were to get damaged, Dale would just replace the broken bits. He said the only time one of the spirals have gotten broken was when a deer hit it. They got the culprit on camera too!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe6Ctvmb9GK37sGjri8lMzLUOSzhySoErsSehReXB0QmlgUS3sj6Kd_RM0CFi8JcIKR9SsUOprP-T4fGRKSpz0yq1HfHn7KYyuxzAmwgLqgUHGFDXHQa3Hr1n563Lixy2nAtL9iZIja5XN/s2048/6Z0A1094.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe6Ctvmb9GK37sGjri8lMzLUOSzhySoErsSehReXB0QmlgUS3sj6Kd_RM0CFi8JcIKR9SsUOprP-T4fGRKSpz0yq1HfHn7KYyuxzAmwgLqgUHGFDXHQa3Hr1n563Lixy2nAtL9iZIja5XN/w640-h426/6Z0A1094.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This installation is outside. It was one of my favorites.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVFyjPQI7QR9umRN-HQZheWzZiBw1qw8x9oI-4kbQ5rQlTqSEC_yny5BJX_4Lg3z4AE92A-QolJB9nuIwOY-sXU14W5NmicOO_9tapAP_Jn8YfXObIhqwek2Ragq0LxsVrrMctZu6fyDED/s2048/6Z0A1095.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVFyjPQI7QR9umRN-HQZheWzZiBw1qw8x9oI-4kbQ5rQlTqSEC_yny5BJX_4Lg3z4AE92A-QolJB9nuIwOY-sXU14W5NmicOO_9tapAP_Jn8YfXObIhqwek2Ragq0LxsVrrMctZu6fyDED/w640-h426/6Z0A1095.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">900 silver spheres are sitting on the pond.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshLFNiFdthMqRYIv5pVWG-PAdKMWjaiYeQyYAhi2WwnjtPQBGe03X4C4I0ATu_cXQhYitGPTg5K5xuZfFC9m_q4w83pVjJGf2hzoIikdR6r7vMHROcJUMcZ2G8sGXHHSMa1jctBXoT1v8/s2048/6Z0A1104.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshLFNiFdthMqRYIv5pVWG-PAdKMWjaiYeQyYAhi2WwnjtPQBGe03X4C4I0ATu_cXQhYitGPTg5K5xuZfFC9m_q4w83pVjJGf2hzoIikdR6r7vMHROcJUMcZ2G8sGXHHSMa1jctBXoT1v8/w640-h426/6Z0A1104.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>The artist must have known that everyone would stop in front of it and take a selfie. So, can you guess what he called this?</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguYPWj7x0A-6uh_Ar8WlRJbVBRME63d5Y3V2ZWQ58wiWIwJ2WywUFqKVEMX1bbzxj3clEPdgRsLgbQWVWNOpjoCyPHokvid52UZiv0jL48oUxgpj8CVRwJgr-Jro0D7R0gh6DxRTorvOh9/s2048/6Z0A1107.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguYPWj7x0A-6uh_Ar8WlRJbVBRME63d5Y3V2ZWQ58wiWIwJ2WywUFqKVEMX1bbzxj3clEPdgRsLgbQWVWNOpjoCyPHokvid52UZiv0jL48oUxgpj8CVRwJgr-Jro0D7R0gh6DxRTorvOh9/w640-h426/6Z0A1107.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">"Narcissus Garden"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicP-EPWPxWTehxfyeRj5-uEeY8-3pFHop-QxfU_SksI-14tlewY9Ze24micUwmrbucwaz8YITdNy6gAId9zuu3-JFOkwi-p6dGJWaknkd0qVcp01IzKNBBd8Vp2LTZGe9Q0dZwFNdERAh1/s2048/6Z0A1111.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicP-EPWPxWTehxfyeRj5-uEeY8-3pFHop-QxfU_SksI-14tlewY9Ze24micUwmrbucwaz8YITdNy6gAId9zuu3-JFOkwi-p6dGJWaknkd0qVcp01IzKNBBd8Vp2LTZGe9Q0dZwFNdERAh1/w640-h426/6Z0A1111.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>It was a perfect fall day. Sunshine, mild temps, and beautiful leaf color.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghl7m29yaH9UhewWkAEIN3thRlWUklKAGFPpwy4c6q-OgRnCTrS_SxaL_Mi3H2EdLDyAjoT7eL-VE9nRD0xT4wk5Ms9JWFAJ06H2JvAnUaVKV3Ga630iJmPF1DUPwPaDfZV52g98ellya7/s2048/6Z0A1112.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghl7m29yaH9UhewWkAEIN3thRlWUklKAGFPpwy4c6q-OgRnCTrS_SxaL_Mi3H2EdLDyAjoT7eL-VE9nRD0xT4wk5Ms9JWFAJ06H2JvAnUaVKV3Ga630iJmPF1DUPwPaDfZV52g98ellya7/w640-h426/6Z0A1112.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAqttvtYQV7T8VGgQRvvO6Webqf-zAD66XJP9a1yMOUOmWsy77-SZrdabWinkw8H0l-3mTvFf6KbYpG5BxQi5SVQThXI0iCMCdFBxh_1G0cH_nGNoc55rcsFG03YS8zwzo5itXuK3u56US/s2048/6Z0A1116.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAqttvtYQV7T8VGgQRvvO6Webqf-zAD66XJP9a1yMOUOmWsy77-SZrdabWinkw8H0l-3mTvFf6KbYpG5BxQi5SVQThXI0iCMCdFBxh_1G0cH_nGNoc55rcsFG03YS8zwzo5itXuK3u56US/w640-h426/6Z0A1116.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>The giant spider used to stand at the entrance courtyard. They've enclosed the courtyard with a beautiful domed skylight and moved spidey outside where he belongs.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTjGb5z2OzDI_TdBe4Rt6PZssqIoOPWywqobo7kOOtaVLWbpoDOj4Ez3OMGJsimkMkFMst9Nj6FycyZHdZ462SAcRlqPyI_FjIQEcf0bjDYHBs1_rhzW9VBTuTMiEYVMabFMwK5igjpZxs/s2048/6Z0A1119.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTjGb5z2OzDI_TdBe4Rt6PZssqIoOPWywqobo7kOOtaVLWbpoDOj4Ez3OMGJsimkMkFMst9Nj6FycyZHdZ462SAcRlqPyI_FjIQEcf0bjDYHBs1_rhzW9VBTuTMiEYVMabFMwK5igjpZxs/w640-h426/6Z0A1119.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIRZ8XD85U5fq-0EBMqYCjs68nUxi9jEvHmdSawIFlPMgAyiFr1AR5YLPYOjMZ4SdKdBB7MNHLy7eGEaquLFh6SQx7F4L9tJVAQScCHdi5fw6v655lSNqGuNIUHezWhhnAURcJy7zMdHv-/s2048/6Z0A1125.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIRZ8XD85U5fq-0EBMqYCjs68nUxi9jEvHmdSawIFlPMgAyiFr1AR5YLPYOjMZ4SdKdBB7MNHLy7eGEaquLFh6SQx7F4L9tJVAQScCHdi5fw6v655lSNqGuNIUHezWhhnAURcJy7zMdHv-/w640-h426/6Z0A1125.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>There are several bridges, but not a single one made of crystal :(</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuvs22BAr2DBqxhUJNcbTHNNo-617JCgExQkh-CPTEmKGom-QHY-5xOKQIg9Xlu9WezDOypzj7q39aEOg8A1dYdN0e36S_mconWTGdwG0RZSk_5HFBfwim0EmRGffcOWsRDpnoC2I1pR7a/s2048/6Z0A1126.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuvs22BAr2DBqxhUJNcbTHNNo-617JCgExQkh-CPTEmKGom-QHY-5xOKQIg9Xlu9WezDOypzj7q39aEOg8A1dYdN0e36S_mconWTGdwG0RZSk_5HFBfwim0EmRGffcOWsRDpnoC2I1pR7a/w640-h426/6Z0A1126.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It's on one of the trails.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDw-RuI3FU9MsvZAYgBrPsdT36Cf5_e0iwcqgmlzfdmS4bzwXQZJ__5_R8roHaflH2ptpZpMgxq_cjURsAfzxEz0VZkeejMKrnamYNPFUKcY15NMQNeugBP6t_gtW-JJ85tvzV8sE2D9DH/s2048/6Z0A1169.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1586" data-original-width="2048" height="496" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDw-RuI3FU9MsvZAYgBrPsdT36Cf5_e0iwcqgmlzfdmS4bzwXQZJ__5_R8roHaflH2ptpZpMgxq_cjURsAfzxEz0VZkeejMKrnamYNPFUKcY15NMQNeugBP6t_gtW-JJ85tvzV8sE2D9DH/w640-h496/6Z0A1169.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>And finally, here is my (silver) Tree of Gondor waiting to greet you or bid you adieu at the museum entrance.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnInbO4u3P6T7v1O40CFql-gVFDeqAo9ksgO5_obQqxrMQShcJxJkSKxa4n8m85-lXlfY53ydIJTh0Iguxfn_7HGI2Bdrn5-Unj6ct9yHC4gAvZx1qzYdA7H4ArYNXuGYVoOBrzGY_58sq/s2048/6Z0A1172.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnInbO4u3P6T7v1O40CFql-gVFDeqAo9ksgO5_obQqxrMQShcJxJkSKxa4n8m85-lXlfY53ydIJTh0Iguxfn_7HGI2Bdrn5-Unj6ct9yHC4gAvZx1qzYdA7H4ArYNXuGYVoOBrzGY_58sq/w426-h640/6Z0A1172.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /> The whole Crystal Bridges complex is world-class. I highly recommend a visit!<p></p>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-81454504351804205992021-08-08T20:58:00.000-05:002021-08-08T20:58:32.081-05:00Another Small Town<p></p><p>Last weekend, I felt like taking a drive on a pleasant weather Sunday. Not too far, and maybe someplace that might serve up an interesting photo or two. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFkUQtg95b9hbeMEeyG5HT6sAC4oFAq3Vev_7LWCLXfxSeWcVUxLlQ_WvLLSpz6UsAsOxzAvgVJMox4AuhmeJyo9L1JZkS4rVbjN7MkOY1KcYgy2iwMgrHbhqxznNGySbwBlxeZQKfYy9P/s2048/6Z0A9697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFkUQtg95b9hbeMEeyG5HT6sAC4oFAq3Vev_7LWCLXfxSeWcVUxLlQ_WvLLSpz6UsAsOxzAvgVJMox4AuhmeJyo9L1JZkS4rVbjN7MkOY1KcYgy2iwMgrHbhqxznNGySbwBlxeZQKfYy9P/w640-h426/6Z0A9697.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Just up the road lies Claremore, Oklahoma, former home of American humorist, Will Rogers. After all my years here, I just learned that he was born in a Cherokee family and his father was a leader in the Cherokee Nation.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_o-Q3dkzLC5MfuaV0_iHENxnODuU-fE-cVJNXwxqzesC5i8A-Ucw-khNdYTgQB6cxXEmOEu5lDjNR8BsEuVLHorUnNCsC80mgbp3Nv6A4v0bLQJAjOAR6QKqB7vCH5CsWDm8DkJsk0KMk/s2048/6Z0A9695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_o-Q3dkzLC5MfuaV0_iHENxnODuU-fE-cVJNXwxqzesC5i8A-Ucw-khNdYTgQB6cxXEmOEu5lDjNR8BsEuVLHorUnNCsC80mgbp3Nv6A4v0bLQJAjOAR6QKqB7vCH5CsWDm8DkJsk0KMk/w640-h426/6Z0A9695.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>My husband is always such a good sport for me and my camera :) You could actually read the content of the newspaper. I wonder if it was based on a real newspaper from the published date (1837 or thereabouts)?<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqF-c_0PoWGxG8QK1OPS6LY9dHKpJ7lwvlLSCyHM8F_axa30J-2RmAjhkcYDCfOr61_Ymy6Yq2TCcMZA2dG0SSVSjFhI_Il1cJiQQ7-pdopB_DiHxRJ3IMV6WA-NUXptNqtk4XebVoXGr/s2048/6Z0A9699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1606" data-original-width="2048" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqF-c_0PoWGxG8QK1OPS6LY9dHKpJ7lwvlLSCyHM8F_axa30J-2RmAjhkcYDCfOr61_Ymy6Yq2TCcMZA2dG0SSVSjFhI_Il1cJiQQ7-pdopB_DiHxRJ3IMV6WA-NUXptNqtk4XebVoXGr/w640-h502/6Z0A9699.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Pretty much everything was closed for Sunday in downtown Claremore. They have several antique stores that I always enjoy browsing when I visit, but only one was open that day.<div><br /><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVaP5z6lhhWckynnABfzbyblskyGMEW-l3lx0btEIynMbYy_FxpodtcwOq9ObrgUfn9jQDdVMONfZmqxMzD7fQV_aN97Pt4fyMVTgQ1VWQB2h6FJvsFWcJYuEP-tPE9ZmhfRSV2R7EIPe1/s2048/6Z0A9703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVaP5z6lhhWckynnABfzbyblskyGMEW-l3lx0btEIynMbYy_FxpodtcwOq9ObrgUfn9jQDdVMONfZmqxMzD7fQV_aN97Pt4fyMVTgQ1VWQB2h6FJvsFWcJYuEP-tPE9ZmhfRSV2R7EIPe1/w426-h640/6Z0A9703.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div>But I can always spot a bit of architecture that interests me. What do you see in the wood in the image above?</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FYPG9Do4MKsTjEU8F3ykD9wjv7tnChzdIreLTzvPq_2fIhuh-Qdm33Je22GRmJCUavFyobJ3NgwUL95j0JRu2t8nmbqJze3XKmX7m4bKBJBh8rf5pmqHaybSW4vHRFGtChB-LoxnXANU/s2048/6Z0A9705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FYPG9Do4MKsTjEU8F3ykD9wjv7tnChzdIreLTzvPq_2fIhuh-Qdm33Je22GRmJCUavFyobJ3NgwUL95j0JRu2t8nmbqJze3XKmX7m4bKBJBh8rf5pmqHaybSW4vHRFGtChB-LoxnXANU/w640-h426/6Z0A9705.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Notice the blackbird sitting on the window ledge? </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJpntKrHpVd-TodZte0LjR1tf39Y1jD7755inJZap4QsAfpQPHPP2IwvbwrISmBnSKemWiiITP-4SxpYmgw1Rdt2Jap0gmWZtrD4Da2AknINYCQjsGDxCcAfSaOuwgkILQLRXmX76hTOG-/s2048/6Z0A9709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJpntKrHpVd-TodZte0LjR1tf39Y1jD7755inJZap4QsAfpQPHPP2IwvbwrISmBnSKemWiiITP-4SxpYmgw1Rdt2Jap0gmWZtrD4Da2AknINYCQjsGDxCcAfSaOuwgkILQLRXmX76hTOG-/w640-h426/6Z0A9709.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Some ladies were setting up for a baby shower in the town square gazebo.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixwAitPqXXeoT7PZawyHpYRvJIsxy2GByYjyh1G-f9Mp5IiDpZ00T8IRmjWWXMakliN8EmxRoESfzno_fgl6CNmb7TFUErMyMDyysgqpGJDu9I4zNVBelObAOlkonAwCP9Wf2exzDLEjtF/s2048/6Z0A9713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixwAitPqXXeoT7PZawyHpYRvJIsxy2GByYjyh1G-f9Mp5IiDpZ00T8IRmjWWXMakliN8EmxRoESfzno_fgl6CNmb7TFUErMyMDyysgqpGJDu9I4zNVBelObAOlkonAwCP9Wf2exzDLEjtF/w640-h426/6Z0A9713.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Some building art.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4HULBVau6zzQ7LWz0mErKb925eWCfli9szH6GZwnW6pfwjU4Ffkz8xJlPFT-nlaavJbAq2n5_fVlJi_vcl658J5u24YTriPZNbzX4DJerpxIhTfIFqoLiYaLdZwdBuUVazYLqXEBtT6cP/s2048/6Z0A9717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4HULBVau6zzQ7LWz0mErKb925eWCfli9szH6GZwnW6pfwjU4Ffkz8xJlPFT-nlaavJbAq2n5_fVlJi_vcl658J5u24YTriPZNbzX4DJerpxIhTfIFqoLiYaLdZwdBuUVazYLqXEBtT6cP/w640-h426/6Z0A9717.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>A quaint little cafe.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizQpgpc-2OqcEDoWQsUDBoKbnPebRow-zGNgh_rTj-L_G3O8DR1Z2xLU2wxE4_7k5gATORI16veJRp0peHd3q4asM7_v7w8B9GaSebW2YdMeYwqdyqftiMZGa_tXcCScuDnET__BLUb6_w/s2048/6Z0A9718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizQpgpc-2OqcEDoWQsUDBoKbnPebRow-zGNgh_rTj-L_G3O8DR1Z2xLU2wxE4_7k5gATORI16veJRp0peHd3q4asM7_v7w8B9GaSebW2YdMeYwqdyqftiMZGa_tXcCScuDnET__BLUb6_w/w426-h640/6Z0A9718.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /> It was a short walk around town but the convertible ride to get there was worth it! <p></p></div></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-18307455906947796222021-07-25T22:55:00.000-05:002021-07-25T22:55:19.919-05:00Just Some Random Pix<p></p><div><div>It's time for some new pictures! I'm tired of looking at the last post already.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3qVxURSUXoSxREmsbFbuVRWHLHwcQjxwr46ha3s3bWSu4AC4wLSo6QXcG9ySups12QYP6ylIPNLcq6ypo8u0xXYJtrCATnQFfRleUmx6xO5esnZWJILLhEljTFb0sb1WLjwf-XZaF7edg/s2048/DSC_0307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1371" data-original-width="2048" height="429" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3qVxURSUXoSxREmsbFbuVRWHLHwcQjxwr46ha3s3bWSu4AC4wLSo6QXcG9ySups12QYP6ylIPNLcq6ypo8u0xXYJtrCATnQFfRleUmx6xO5esnZWJILLhEljTFb0sb1WLjwf-XZaF7edg/w640-h429/DSC_0307.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div>I was going through my folders looking for something specific and came across a folder from 2012 labeled AprilMayMisc.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh812zLps0VQxtbX0U172CxP2ymbrlPQP0T8IPem5SC58DM2o8FEXCytsCs3U-iIYWI51BNEwU4E3GUc3PCRqMdXZNNES3NdxDxh48IMfWHRj7E6Nqk6cEl_jS7_9Il4C4kr2HnWh4S5w9i/s2048/chair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1459" data-original-width="2048" height="458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh812zLps0VQxtbX0U172CxP2ymbrlPQP0T8IPem5SC58DM2o8FEXCytsCs3U-iIYWI51BNEwU4E3GUc3PCRqMdXZNNES3NdxDxh48IMfWHRj7E6Nqk6cEl_jS7_9Il4C4kr2HnWh4S5w9i/w640-h458/chair.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div>So here's a collection of random photos. Some were taken at an art deco building in downtown during a photography class field trip. Talk about random - <i>that turquoise chair</i>...! I think another student brought it along as a prop and we dragged it all over downtown.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu8cHSMsNptwDCzF1kKAV6bRudJibIfy97stFEqO0M296aJO72o1bvhlLTtOOU83qLLT_sIKXzcnQHJdODjyWT0yFuSdfQIl1sciPNuyixY8H0LFuanrVyvLCsRczzhcqWAB3sHsgWq-bY/s2048/DSC_0108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1371" data-original-width="2048" height="429" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu8cHSMsNptwDCzF1kKAV6bRudJibIfy97stFEqO0M296aJO72o1bvhlLTtOOU83qLLT_sIKXzcnQHJdODjyWT0yFuSdfQIl1sciPNuyixY8H0LFuanrVyvLCsRczzhcqWAB3sHsgWq-bY/w640-h429/DSC_0108.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Who knows how this pic of a mess of wallpaper got in that folder. If I remember correctly, that was around the time we were redoing the bathroom and I probably thought that pile would make a neat texture image. Which, I think, it kinda does!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzkFgmP-HhBWDqh0WrdsadclNUsOi1_KHX6tbzKn9bxJB1cYCw6ABPunjR7asmWeN1PYiDvkHv8WTE_Oan8FPztrpPMhIIYo6XzhxBrQzQc-wh7PpdSRCsgkcQr8_grnb9s54IaG68fmL/s2048/DSC_0308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1523" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzkFgmP-HhBWDqh0WrdsadclNUsOi1_KHX6tbzKn9bxJB1cYCw6ABPunjR7asmWeN1PYiDvkHv8WTE_Oan8FPztrpPMhIIYo6XzhxBrQzQc-wh7PpdSRCsgkcQr8_grnb9s54IaG68fmL/w476-h640/DSC_0308.jpg" width="476" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkiWEJlak0vDiMfc8UU2P3p_YvhABQUEDYa3c9Qg9QMm6YPdMrBj7YSIpywLsQ3bQdaIer7HEDm_7pvGvF1noZtxQXv5seY-0I-7UpRXb0Kv5ycJDELVWAILZMYNe7Fml9FWMGxfJyF67/s2048/DSC_0360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1371" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkiWEJlak0vDiMfc8UU2P3p_YvhABQUEDYa3c9Qg9QMm6YPdMrBj7YSIpywLsQ3bQdaIer7HEDm_7pvGvF1noZtxQXv5seY-0I-7UpRXb0Kv5ycJDELVWAILZMYNe7Fml9FWMGxfJyF67/w428-h640/DSC_0360.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Qy8-elu9SuXjkXprFMedNs_IMxn5OQihG5xFhzwzAmDzDJwwPhu0x-e_Un4nTcmauxK1DGsDGkv-Ohpl4lZOiyDMC1S-RqAJQJ-cyOYp2CSS7fOdSD7r2P3sx4VeWb22RjfNHMWVNyQf/s2048/DSC_0361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1371" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Qy8-elu9SuXjkXprFMedNs_IMxn5OQihG5xFhzwzAmDzDJwwPhu0x-e_Un4nTcmauxK1DGsDGkv-Ohpl4lZOiyDMC1S-RqAJQJ-cyOYp2CSS7fOdSD7r2P3sx4VeWb22RjfNHMWVNyQf/w428-h640/DSC_0361.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I like these old lamps and details in the ceiling, too. Totally reminds me of the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem. There are dozens (maybe hundreds?) of medieval lanterns or lamps hanging from the ceiling. You can <i>feel </i>the ancientness there. I expected that old crusader from Indiana Jones to appear at any moment.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5WzX7HBcamU-u00it9ryr0ww5rRZ_rcvaduGjP58QmFaSMi4q8-G0VyAWeGhb2HheLkHsYdHTXvYsuWh_Tp6Qc9DACOHm1CdSiNanEiViWhRSaWfHH9QclaHVtRKsavnu-amOqgghUvp/s2048/DSC_0394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1371" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5WzX7HBcamU-u00it9ryr0ww5rRZ_rcvaduGjP58QmFaSMi4q8-G0VyAWeGhb2HheLkHsYdHTXvYsuWh_Tp6Qc9DACOHm1CdSiNanEiViWhRSaWfHH9QclaHVtRKsavnu-amOqgghUvp/w640-h428/DSC_0394.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>But this is not the Church of the Nativity. These images are from one of Tulsa's famous art deco buildings.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZlAcsLAGGrqcXEDIqqKAGya8Y5OyMSZNyfTrqQwIHogd0TvnZf6KmJ0h6Dvb4ro8fS-H18pTUSZbP3VVedei1BHa4H92EteWJcarz_fl_cYj5ElRSzNwVP_IRLTpZurlL7eZeClFOdIa/s2048/DSC_0437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1371" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZlAcsLAGGrqcXEDIqqKAGya8Y5OyMSZNyfTrqQwIHogd0TvnZf6KmJ0h6Dvb4ro8fS-H18pTUSZbP3VVedei1BHa4H92EteWJcarz_fl_cYj5ElRSzNwVP_IRLTpZurlL7eZeClFOdIa/w428-h640/DSC_0437.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUMZwRuXhNm-BPS3HyxCfO64OtJvWGksvvXZgVPVXU2Mao9MQRTHrH29pcK3l__0IMnx-UL45pAU77AaMc1oHbs5lMwG0sVS0kzDrZRMBOKSYI5NiaJVdyoEkrGNYqGCMqzyLkeZqRv7gE/s2048/DSC_0482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1371" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUMZwRuXhNm-BPS3HyxCfO64OtJvWGksvvXZgVPVXU2Mao9MQRTHrH29pcK3l__0IMnx-UL45pAU77AaMc1oHbs5lMwG0sVS0kzDrZRMBOKSYI5NiaJVdyoEkrGNYqGCMqzyLkeZqRv7gE/w428-h640/DSC_0482.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Not sure where these flowers were, but I liked the contrast above and the shape below. Told you this was a folder of randomness.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeNfieM58B82NZpaS3ZbzH8scVnPTJMt-_kp658yiJh0YcBX_dEiBwCnJuPyIX2lCxVGAiHLcDRiALAB0Cwyv1ipLZnfIy8Dp8R6INXNGLSViQadmP8YagiWWbZzO7Q8sJTtFzHbSdmQ8T/s2048/DSC_0515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1371" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeNfieM58B82NZpaS3ZbzH8scVnPTJMt-_kp658yiJh0YcBX_dEiBwCnJuPyIX2lCxVGAiHLcDRiALAB0Cwyv1ipLZnfIy8Dp8R6INXNGLSViQadmP8YagiWWbZzO7Q8sJTtFzHbSdmQ8T/w640-h428/DSC_0515.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />I really want to write an interesting blog but there just hasn't been anything burning on my mind lately! I seem to be in a creative flat space. I figured I'd start by just manipulating some old pictures and maybe it will stir up those juices. Might have to repeat the process a few times, but this is a start :) <p></p></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfOqUcrX462PuYQ44t28YrgS2L2AFt8BuuZAIlFKbSTa5Pf7Wf-3UFeEvvE6tvvT0-ZFYyIsGiLIo7ddlAJD9i4nWDq_zagYCUacvMIMNvcQ1ZOXxblsJPEMnSdjvavxMX1kC5_sXSNLSe/s2048/DSC_0296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1371" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfOqUcrX462PuYQ44t28YrgS2L2AFt8BuuZAIlFKbSTa5Pf7Wf-3UFeEvvE6tvvT0-ZFYyIsGiLIo7ddlAJD9i4nWDq_zagYCUacvMIMNvcQ1ZOXxblsJPEMnSdjvavxMX1kC5_sXSNLSe/w428-h640/DSC_0296.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div><br /></div>PS: Yep - that chair was from a photography class on urban wedding portraits. One of my least favorite classes. Here's a couple photos from that session.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDkraO8p-fJ4UC7nF9dMwnMik2k2bsJ9MCVmkWzEUE20NcH3pd4ucI8g9JLwVtD49XL5dEuZXn8-xGOaFDqf2FcxmTnE_hj1Cfqn7q1uVLkwCRegcKXqw8HPJxcxUHQtf9F8uSJSltJuhu/s2048/DSC_0376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1371" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDkraO8p-fJ4UC7nF9dMwnMik2k2bsJ9MCVmkWzEUE20NcH3pd4ucI8g9JLwVtD49XL5dEuZXn8-xGOaFDqf2FcxmTnE_hj1Cfqn7q1uVLkwCRegcKXqw8HPJxcxUHQtf9F8uSJSltJuhu/w640-h428/DSC_0376.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>While it was fun shooting around downtown, and this model was very nice and game for anything, there were some really aggressive and obnoxious students in that class. They acted like papparazzi. I think that class is the reason I don't do weddings as the principal photog. I like being the second photographer and getting the photojournalism shots.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWs8kJrhiVctGjNVWxRtBmMKhzusQ49Zxw4zBnHB60F2AE_W31Eiw-UTzvESbGJXmBcWXqjq98fbUex9fLpxTQ0LZyQS0Osqpna3L3XOgFgnVKr5Ar5XrWRie0RxV47e2hyphenhyphen-4k9mwXtK46/s2048/DSC_0339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1371" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWs8kJrhiVctGjNVWxRtBmMKhzusQ49Zxw4zBnHB60F2AE_W31Eiw-UTzvESbGJXmBcWXqjq98fbUex9fLpxTQ0LZyQS0Osqpna3L3XOgFgnVKr5Ar5XrWRie0RxV47e2hyphenhyphen-4k9mwXtK46/w428-h640/DSC_0339.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><br /><div>One guy especially stands out in my memory. He would jump in front of other students to get his shot and when we had class critiques, he was pretty cruel. Who knows, he's probably making megabucks as a wedding photog now. Or a celebrity papparazzi.</div></div><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-28973333306036851432021-06-26T15:09:00.001-05:002021-06-26T15:09:31.898-05:00Small Town CharmI recently made a short trip to Rogers, Arkansas to visit a dear friend. It's one of those friendships where there might be several years go by that you don't see each other, but you pick up the conversation right where you left off!<div><br /></div><div>Before I left for home, I did a short drive around town and saw some neat architecture that I just had to photograph.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq4NcmGjvYHkhl-gYdNewTh6ZmWIqyeDLTAOKhqho5foRK3i-KCT8aAxxXjvktpxVaV_b-rvLMA4UKoyKIIDNbUEemItABM4tmXwKD4MkTbwG61J7TwAYvJ1tiTktV3imjLa7TGjYE6uOz/s2048/6Z0A9112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1379" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq4NcmGjvYHkhl-gYdNewTh6ZmWIqyeDLTAOKhqho5foRK3i-KCT8aAxxXjvktpxVaV_b-rvLMA4UKoyKIIDNbUEemItABM4tmXwKD4MkTbwG61J7TwAYvJ1tiTktV3imjLa7TGjYE6uOz/w430-h640/6Z0A9112.jpg" width="430" /></a></div><div><br /></div>There's a little museum for the Daisy airgun (I would call it a BB gun, but what do I know?)<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqTuZHG0xdeLifbzO0aQSU4yV0QSG5cA4HXEpbUrhmrRV-vLn4XOrb7o12LXxbapRow1oemU209a7C7-Elv0vNahyphenhyphenp4GdJL8pQPcMc7H6nmBPidiKWoLz4aaGCMechZZu8SQP1-dRkLKc1/s2048/6Z0A9113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1294" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqTuZHG0xdeLifbzO0aQSU4yV0QSG5cA4HXEpbUrhmrRV-vLn4XOrb7o12LXxbapRow1oemU209a7C7-Elv0vNahyphenhyphenp4GdJL8pQPcMc7H6nmBPidiKWoLz4aaGCMechZZu8SQP1-dRkLKc1/w404-h640/6Z0A9113.jpg" width="404" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Beautiful downtown church.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TZHneTM7pcf-eU7VbtBwgRDJ72_DLv7USbLNc0GD8Fl_lDnBqUuxymgmKl7ZEwvisqy-DaouDVwBxSa-1QdlbM9C_KJsYGFeKXKz8hmWkWsXdfh0myZzDMto68kJFQoMvj76CL9HtF9O/s2048/6Z0A9117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1594" data-original-width="2048" height="498" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TZHneTM7pcf-eU7VbtBwgRDJ72_DLv7USbLNc0GD8Fl_lDnBqUuxymgmKl7ZEwvisqy-DaouDVwBxSa-1QdlbM9C_KJsYGFeKXKz8hmWkWsXdfh0myZzDMto68kJFQoMvj76CL9HtF9O/w640-h498/6Z0A9117.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV1nRWEoem-wX_tw5BfA5zEwDXWgBH5ajphyphenhyphenshZbf0YxiGBLOp9u4zAAgy1yuGYE-RUHeXG5obuu2UYyTKVPD4dE4s9t1reiCeIzMns_83XMlTf47VSyccU3Mb8m7GD8o4Hw_CvzxXDXbw/s2048/6Z0A9118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV1nRWEoem-wX_tw5BfA5zEwDXWgBH5ajphyphenhyphenshZbf0YxiGBLOp9u4zAAgy1yuGYE-RUHeXG5obuu2UYyTKVPD4dE4s9t1reiCeIzMns_83XMlTf47VSyccU3Mb8m7GD8o4Hw_CvzxXDXbw/w426-h640/6Z0A9118.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This tower stands out from all viewpoints. Had to try multiple filter effects on it.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrk4LX_h7SHPSRmVJv-po8LAIIINcJRFB6SPfu1qTDwVFk6Ol5Q2ZEuGHkn3786F4SWqaLf67GSQ5dcsVsTkYDyTINRVNTP_V1j-TkZkY-0B2p6F2k2eEQDFmb_8T5WJpNtuxoG8-ENOHJ/s2048/6Z0A9119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1245" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrk4LX_h7SHPSRmVJv-po8LAIIINcJRFB6SPfu1qTDwVFk6Ol5Q2ZEuGHkn3786F4SWqaLf67GSQ5dcsVsTkYDyTINRVNTP_V1j-TkZkY-0B2p6F2k2eEQDFmb_8T5WJpNtuxoG8-ENOHJ/w390-h640/6Z0A9119.jpg" width="390" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO3B7wu5RI3YcgGtBAuqgi1MaFWwbx0AiNN4rz0EZCElsKIENWLlt6_1-cLaZO_TSbu_EcU1RwGNHq9pTi2cbXCO3EEupXDv5oywFO5VPnYrQF1yImJBCzefS-tlO7mcK6CORHD8RCVJNL/s2048/6Z0A9120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO3B7wu5RI3YcgGtBAuqgi1MaFWwbx0AiNN4rz0EZCElsKIENWLlt6_1-cLaZO_TSbu_EcU1RwGNHq9pTi2cbXCO3EEupXDv5oywFO5VPnYrQF1yImJBCzefS-tlO7mcK6CORHD8RCVJNL/w426-h640/6Z0A9120.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div>They appreciate vintage ads and have refreshed this sign and a couple others.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALvPKckSxKO_wrf3JoZfk-KyxbhN2zCk9bN8fiEiXvj0Wbvpgkm4vGYAJNcOZynOrfkSsk49hqLnSG4fttdPofSwbOPh5M7QmP3I9dGw1NKbJ6Ym6_F2DoAL49FoCSouXqSNJolvvoRyM/s2048/6Z0A9123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1364" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALvPKckSxKO_wrf3JoZfk-KyxbhN2zCk9bN8fiEiXvj0Wbvpgkm4vGYAJNcOZynOrfkSsk49hqLnSG4fttdPofSwbOPh5M7QmP3I9dGw1NKbJ6Ym6_F2DoAL49FoCSouXqSNJolvvoRyM/w640-h426/6Z0A9123.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>There's always an abandoned building, but they make such interesting images.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfqK_Yw-K7h0noWHGBiSvyMyY8LAUfT8LKM4272QXwg4ZdpBH2gTyatmGAAfKOVH9yD6LOfcQMkVC7Zk7i-klvcCI5cN6nKITJ64UbaUA1lLpo03mwE4L4ClGTf8H_4-y5lok5hA5tG6Mb/s2048/6Z0A9128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfqK_Yw-K7h0noWHGBiSvyMyY8LAUfT8LKM4272QXwg4ZdpBH2gTyatmGAAfKOVH9yD6LOfcQMkVC7Zk7i-klvcCI5cN6nKITJ64UbaUA1lLpo03mwE4L4ClGTf8H_4-y5lok5hA5tG6Mb/w640-h426/6Z0A9128.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Right across the street is a new park.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqkPfJbTx-YbHCxJF4KovzbztfPqX3BLo4mV1aJzAUcvxHXdlP41pOeqBapjuEQ2Nh-GpmmdCDTS94RkcyH-ggIs2dgJq2IKy1glratyGU7zxy02LAvAqQSOCvIIxzCcee0h_8ZKSKYjNf/s2048/6Z0A9129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqkPfJbTx-YbHCxJF4KovzbztfPqX3BLo4mV1aJzAUcvxHXdlP41pOeqBapjuEQ2Nh-GpmmdCDTS94RkcyH-ggIs2dgJq2IKy1glratyGU7zxy02LAvAqQSOCvIIxzCcee0h_8ZKSKYjNf/w640-h426/6Z0A9129.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUpMfaEh6o6GZr0OpaSsaIMvhxC4Dvx5gflTY5QO5Q-Lkqrr3DhQxE8u1o-0KkjCNYUhMPkugJZ7FkR6CI3EdKMUPTw1qmkgPK-2GxQg_c7TrtnAn1gWf8y53Ej6Xysz1FqP1tYhtdCPhf/s2048/6Z0A9133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div>I love that they incorporated the former train rails into the park. It looks like the picnic tables can actually be moved, but I didn't try it.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOvj2EiXZ_9yqbD2XNeUwHOspuB5D9FqyGLNYsU2lFjhixseRnNlU8ttTN2VyGQ9u4YPL0yNb9un9THHrmnbPIxYhyphenhyphenkoO5eQ-KhK0eKdhosOgyBuf89s88G9Ax0Th8DcBUWljg2nu8GV_/s2048/6Z0A9134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOvj2EiXZ_9yqbD2XNeUwHOspuB5D9FqyGLNYsU2lFjhixseRnNlU8ttTN2VyGQ9u4YPL0yNb9un9THHrmnbPIxYhyphenhyphenkoO5eQ-KhK0eKdhosOgyBuf89s88G9Ax0Th8DcBUWljg2nu8GV_/w640-h426/6Z0A9134.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div>A view towards another vintage building with the geometric shade thingys framing it.</div><div><br /><img border="0" data-original-height="1273" data-original-width="2048" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUpMfaEh6o6GZr0OpaSsaIMvhxC4Dvx5gflTY5QO5Q-Lkqrr3DhQxE8u1o-0KkjCNYUhMPkugJZ7FkR6CI3EdKMUPTw1qmkgPK-2GxQg_c7TrtnAn1gWf8y53Ej6Xysz1FqP1tYhtdCPhf/w640-h398/6Z0A9133.jpg" width="640" /></div><br />This and the red tower are my favorite shots.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOXIUVdZjaWUH409reqbXuGAUpAP2-sdI2YgN3T0L6b5kWL8zidNdNQa-KpR2Psn_IVeWZgc9Vc7n5EdpdPwdQvNBNklaJnBSSNvTtV4gN2gb84SK_jeEFModgIugK68-Nfr-dH3DhVUDy/s2048/6Z0A9135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOXIUVdZjaWUH409reqbXuGAUpAP2-sdI2YgN3T0L6b5kWL8zidNdNQa-KpR2Psn_IVeWZgc9Vc7n5EdpdPwdQvNBNklaJnBSSNvTtV4gN2gb84SK_jeEFModgIugK68-Nfr-dH3DhVUDy/w640-h426/6Z0A9135.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Certainly a timely message. Good for you, Rogers, Arkansas!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-22758255480300961022021-05-07T07:45:00.001-05:002021-05-07T07:45:41.153-05:00Art is Everywhere 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFkYc5Rkx4NHRuPkAE9q5pCS63gggyfosgZwhWeTGaofLLaAo_F40IQlkelWuB411GaY33zG-aD_6DrFDGOYlnZB4tZ0KS4KTfcI8R2-PLnZ7HiV35JmIdOXcgLLjliF6mctuqgt6e3liy/s2048/6Z0A8008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFkYc5Rkx4NHRuPkAE9q5pCS63gggyfosgZwhWeTGaofLLaAo_F40IQlkelWuB411GaY33zG-aD_6DrFDGOYlnZB4tZ0KS4KTfcI8R2-PLnZ7HiV35JmIdOXcgLLjliF6mctuqgt6e3liy/w640-h426/6Z0A8008.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>The most ordinary things can be art.<br /><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBHsL2A93qoEOP6SaKLvhyphenhyphenGnzc_LXiq3FJBP7p-TXu7xAYhLlQEpmAiujl1s_IbF5-d_ktO0idbcciGfbGqh2rPYwXMSL03khuwOxrlMN7wLaLWWOnP7TNvDQz7IG08OBf5X3RiUS0TwXn/s2048/6Z0A8010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBHsL2A93qoEOP6SaKLvhyphenhyphenGnzc_LXiq3FJBP7p-TXu7xAYhLlQEpmAiujl1s_IbF5-d_ktO0idbcciGfbGqh2rPYwXMSL03khuwOxrlMN7wLaLWWOnP7TNvDQz7IG08OBf5X3RiUS0TwXn/w640-h426/6Z0A8010.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You just have to view it from a certain perspective.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWuzmNJ0eXwxzHV-aLoOUPpNwiS0vKylS5ZUUz7p8Z8tel1MXLmlMBipLCLW62seWUgT7po47bBwRT6XS8IFeuEmqqA_vbtxZceBkr8_m0R-sx9W6v-89Knyxo7OebIoI2E1exVoI1fMY/s2048/6Z0A8019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWuzmNJ0eXwxzHV-aLoOUPpNwiS0vKylS5ZUUz7p8Z8tel1MXLmlMBipLCLW62seWUgT7po47bBwRT6XS8IFeuEmqqA_vbtxZceBkr8_m0R-sx9W6v-89Knyxo7OebIoI2E1exVoI1fMY/w640-h426/6Z0A8019.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Sometimes you have to add a bit of filtering.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxCoVTMx9K2gWvMEXd2iYnXhTzPtPl2UhN92IMQ-ivbvxONKzSFUzUHryPKaBXaibpXifCzrZCF0EP_bUJX3fG_nW5fsDRDYqhc_pzxxfTNthXsATi_WEsQAPKjkzsRNrdMDGMp1XZ8Kpv/s2048/6Z0A8016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxCoVTMx9K2gWvMEXd2iYnXhTzPtPl2UhN92IMQ-ivbvxONKzSFUzUHryPKaBXaibpXifCzrZCF0EP_bUJX3fG_nW5fsDRDYqhc_pzxxfTNthXsATi_WEsQAPKjkzsRNrdMDGMp1XZ8Kpv/w640-h426/6Z0A8016.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This is why art is like life.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xzkq1HG760ire739DM2fzlHKRVO2oAYPEyVJGmL8aY7xCooVQ4L4kPkUzn0JE0GPLNMAgBxwKaP6hiyMdpsMRydoGJE-uMyB-KnnNk1g-tRcAlvmoVtnpfCyY0PjySd4v9CJmjUpo6aZ/s2048/6Z0A8013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xzkq1HG760ire739DM2fzlHKRVO2oAYPEyVJGmL8aY7xCooVQ4L4kPkUzn0JE0GPLNMAgBxwKaP6hiyMdpsMRydoGJE-uMyB-KnnNk1g-tRcAlvmoVtnpfCyY0PjySd4v9CJmjUpo6aZ/w640-h426/6Z0A8013.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>It's all perception.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-83414856031948606792021-04-16T21:29:00.001-05:002021-04-16T21:29:20.492-05:00Art is Everywhere<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc5IvZNyn7s5vFqL0j8JRe0-4UL__nNYlrCsGBb4Sa_s8paao2ADcTH048p2-4eedeJqeLYwkr0WbjU7y-oJOHe3RkqgbjT039iRzA5aDggwFkn7kJCLriLYD9WBondhLVcq3Kzw2fTFYx/s2048/6Z0A7970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc5IvZNyn7s5vFqL0j8JRe0-4UL__nNYlrCsGBb4Sa_s8paao2ADcTH048p2-4eedeJqeLYwkr0WbjU7y-oJOHe3RkqgbjT039iRzA5aDggwFkn7kJCLriLYD9WBondhLVcq3Kzw2fTFYx/w640-h426/6Z0A7970.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-59276806795413234682021-03-28T22:31:00.014-05:002021-03-28T22:41:24.574-05:00Holy WeekToday is Palm Sunday, the traditional start of Holy Week. Think about the range of emotions evoked in the events of this week. It started with excitement, joy, expectation, hope, exultation, triumph. Shouts of "Hosanna!" rang out. The crowds were celebrating because they were expecting something totally different than what their Champion had in mind.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUn3_af-tLcQ9ZfIvYxzriTu1ad_HpR_W2X-tQZBQXQGCp7CTzpD15laqoKasLjpvancySw0CIl8u9keliTHJ0OscKyJGeRKH06WSuE8599w-DvKi2JcUWakU2J5fDJ3u5U6OlCG4_HZ0i/s2048/6Z0A9626.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUn3_af-tLcQ9ZfIvYxzriTu1ad_HpR_W2X-tQZBQXQGCp7CTzpD15laqoKasLjpvancySw0CIl8u9keliTHJ0OscKyJGeRKH06WSuE8599w-DvKi2JcUWakU2J5fDJ3u5U6OlCG4_HZ0i/w640-h426/6Z0A9626.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>By Thursday evening, the mood was more somber. Questioning, confusion, maybe even a little doubt.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXDeLQ30vIc1I12NjQgibDiwgHdyhNc7UqKOLtvdLOpONd-hNK4qIaq20wZi8bnJJrHE-TG3NEU0fLVuASSfVdp9omvOYWRb2cEKpgnTPbqFtZgwVIYJutJK-PPr6JomPajF8ESF7TrVt/s2048/6Z0A9690.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXDeLQ30vIc1I12NjQgibDiwgHdyhNc7UqKOLtvdLOpONd-hNK4qIaq20wZi8bnJJrHE-TG3NEU0fLVuASSfVdp9omvOYWRb2cEKpgnTPbqFtZgwVIYJutJK-PPr6JomPajF8ESF7TrVt/w640-h426/6Z0A9690.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>Friday was a dark day. Defeat, despair, and paralyzing fear morphed into sorrow and mourning. A dreadful loss. A crisis of faith.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2j_cZnlRL35jrRhJg4uYJfarVYwytMN3dItjxIhpECgDNdOAcX9EA4eFgO1TuTpp-eUCrXcXdyJ9B_pTTo83HhlxVy9SpqZ731Jhbgjr1NK_K96mPe107rmcrRJ15H7AFG-VbyzpgBEt/s2048/a97cdb26-0624-4789-bdae-8c2af9159a4f.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2j_cZnlRL35jrRhJg4uYJfarVYwytMN3dItjxIhpECgDNdOAcX9EA4eFgO1TuTpp-eUCrXcXdyJ9B_pTTo83HhlxVy9SpqZ731Jhbgjr1NK_K96mPe107rmcrRJ15H7AFG-VbyzpgBEt/w480-h640/a97cdb26-0624-4789-bdae-8c2af9159a4f.jpg" width="480" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Good Friday 2019)</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW-y5agkvAu6RcvtFonIXWnIL51F4A8SRtAV4aESdnvpV_USek_3SSCa1CcWE0QZgWkbhMlPsg8VdBNAUnOFTLZMBAg_lGXI6mrLyu_kdc7Ts8CIlan1h0TcSp4-oKODt1yGaIF2trqExO/s2048/6Z0A4174.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW-y5agkvAu6RcvtFonIXWnIL51F4A8SRtAV4aESdnvpV_USek_3SSCa1CcWE0QZgWkbhMlPsg8VdBNAUnOFTLZMBAg_lGXI6mrLyu_kdc7Ts8CIlan1h0TcSp4-oKODt1yGaIF2trqExO/w640-h426/6Z0A4174.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Good Friday 2020)</span></i></div></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3D82-nFNvCbjI2a9qwHk_NsdiQY976hhAUMJwVM07EkF5xqJRoMHLdEDbaZwetVL6X8axF4W1tpXNupMS8JlBudTHhJUbESM4qKTulfJzUHdsOTylwOWOBwU85x_pXPs7i3KI7fxLsMLD/s2048/6Z0A4272.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3D82-nFNvCbjI2a9qwHk_NsdiQY976hhAUMJwVM07EkF5xqJRoMHLdEDbaZwetVL6X8axF4W1tpXNupMS8JlBudTHhJUbESM4qKTulfJzUHdsOTylwOWOBwU85x_pXPs7i3KI7fxLsMLD/w426-h640/6Z0A4272.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf2km3yJ1vY3YuzJtsZ3awnb5urrj57ZF85Mx-5L0uCDrHJs47oaodeH-70F-XKav1n6HCQtCtnY-Fze9JnB8GJt7fm8yKr_DoDYrrgnvCYbqwYFeoDmpm74rgfo92XrxtqtAxlwGgPaTQ/s2048/6Z0A4271.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf2km3yJ1vY3YuzJtsZ3awnb5urrj57ZF85Mx-5L0uCDrHJs47oaodeH-70F-XKav1n6HCQtCtnY-Fze9JnB8GJt7fm8yKr_DoDYrrgnvCYbqwYFeoDmpm74rgfo92XrxtqtAxlwGgPaTQ/w640-h426/6Z0A4271.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><i>Last year, most churches were closed due to covid, or got creative holding Holy Week services online or outside. Our church observed Good Friday outside. A member had a stage, cross, and tomb constructed. We all stayed in our cars on a beautiful evening, taking communion as the sun set in the west. Covid was still mysterious and reports were confusing. Nobody ever imagined not being able to gather together in our churches for the most important week of the year. But now, as I look at these pictures, I remember it as a special time. Funny how trials and challenges really make you appreciate the things you always took for granted.</i></div><br /><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtV8GirGxtz_mggfLS2wUS7nKIGgdRwHLCAKzoUp0Wr8CrJ9wQDFurHUkel5vnn3MdA1rORIXDH3KGTGuSbTuvEuT-2_z8uTaR6RR8GrVFdNCsjFhco92Rv8CEvsyrCI6JSmj5VNkTyam0/s2048/6Z0A4181a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtV8GirGxtz_mggfLS2wUS7nKIGgdRwHLCAKzoUp0Wr8CrJ9wQDFurHUkel5vnn3MdA1rORIXDH3KGTGuSbTuvEuT-2_z8uTaR6RR8GrVFdNCsjFhco92Rv8CEvsyrCI6JSmj5VNkTyam0/w640-h426/6Z0A4181a.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><div>And then the Resurrection. Amazement and wonder mixed with a bit of doubtful reservation.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8A3331sdnnYMvFLYG69-8hdxBXkymw770Ca3VooZ9C2fFYdvcNIh2J4wG5Lv90kGwd4uaSM__2HWBsU0LQXhp2Mjkrif7uWY83V-auqYuQ04q11Sl3Vuhpuwxb27mYFBVfA1SxCPOgBm3/s2048/6Z0A9630.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8A3331sdnnYMvFLYG69-8hdxBXkymw770Ca3VooZ9C2fFYdvcNIh2J4wG5Lv90kGwd4uaSM__2HWBsU0LQXhp2Mjkrif7uWY83V-auqYuQ04q11Sl3Vuhpuwxb27mYFBVfA1SxCPOgBm3/w426-h640/6Z0A9630.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCa6YXB0RQMI_9Pux8SLNd0Oz1ZpNfXC2yFVIaLYzYnMqufJTNFHDOGz7RSfupHQYeVVdWEFesBNzP9L8WaXiE_vFAPjp5OEi18_gm_Ng9s6-8MG2Ybe-2sNSnFUxavJc440VwzGVe4MF/s2048/6Z0A9632.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCa6YXB0RQMI_9Pux8SLNd0Oz1ZpNfXC2yFVIaLYzYnMqufJTNFHDOGz7RSfupHQYeVVdWEFesBNzP9L8WaXiE_vFAPjp5OEi18_gm_Ng9s6-8MG2Ybe-2sNSnFUxavJc440VwzGVe4MF/w426-h640/6Z0A9632.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I love this week of the liturgical calendar. It's a time to pause, <i>really </i>pause, and reflect on the events that took place over 2,000 years ago, yet are remembered today even by those who don't embrace what faith in Jesus Christ is all about.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBT3YgiOZPiUZFBxo2VAKxb7AWOU57hjxliXFhdpDJ_75UaMvILtvM1Y_FCA0w7v-TTatRLTjH1Ut5b9byBhhKzy5JdEJJf4AG2G1NKpdWEQSY9EKv_C3fLZYatOCzD1NSQusIsWZnkYSy/s2048/DSC_0530.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1371" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBT3YgiOZPiUZFBxo2VAKxb7AWOU57hjxliXFhdpDJ_75UaMvILtvM1Y_FCA0w7v-TTatRLTjH1Ut5b9byBhhKzy5JdEJJf4AG2G1NKpdWEQSY9EKv_C3fLZYatOCzD1NSQusIsWZnkYSy/w428-h640/DSC_0530.JPG" width="428" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZUysYiEMRxpnxXiH7WwM7XN9cCrsxWHy3GbX74FfX4UkNXIGnB2Dj-FLuUXmaY7Ruh402OSORhzP6_Ukx4Z9lsUgLO3DkBi6Ya8Y5pYfujRKQOp8UeerXvFv33YRGty-djPXBQ64RB5Tp/s2048/6Z0A2638.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZUysYiEMRxpnxXiH7WwM7XN9cCrsxWHy3GbX74FfX4UkNXIGnB2Dj-FLuUXmaY7Ruh402OSORhzP6_Ukx4Z9lsUgLO3DkBi6Ya8Y5pYfujRKQOp8UeerXvFv33YRGty-djPXBQ64RB5Tp/w426-h640/6Z0A2638.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRhFWW_qilCbR-qZu6RhvSXrxo2E_qBHhN6HkP4Engc181OCXuO5xk_WBhCSZIop3a93vvETtw5Pm0d6hcwGjxRdHuKLyo2Ozc28EUbs3TRLF4nqnKvd-xoD6wujfXovONM41vmnZMiW0m/s2048/6Z0A9616.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRhFWW_qilCbR-qZu6RhvSXrxo2E_qBHhN6HkP4Engc181OCXuO5xk_WBhCSZIop3a93vvETtw5Pm0d6hcwGjxRdHuKLyo2Ozc28EUbs3TRLF4nqnKvd-xoD6wujfXovONM41vmnZMiW0m/w640-h426/6Z0A9616.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>These images are from my files of pictures I've taken at some local churches over the last few years. I love symbolism. It's a tool dating from ancient times, when people were uneducated, to help them understand the profound divine. Now we have a wealth of knowledge and understanding. This was prophesied in Daniel 12:4. But traditions, symbolic objects, and sacred ceremonies are still important today because <i>they pull us out of the daily -</i> the mundane but necessary routines of life - and help us put our attention on things beyond our tiny selves.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1MZ6d-_c_b4CSAm8ghg79iqVD_raVV_EkSDuDnuULD7fWTU1KD0OOVruiTlRLlySV409A_2pNYkB9mODJYjxMrJ9Rp_08BrKhk_FztSqwH37FUU2n3Y9gcVvqcJNmixE87NSFSNPXv6Hj/s2048/DSC_0499.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1371" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1MZ6d-_c_b4CSAm8ghg79iqVD_raVV_EkSDuDnuULD7fWTU1KD0OOVruiTlRLlySV409A_2pNYkB9mODJYjxMrJ9Rp_08BrKhk_FztSqwH37FUU2n3Y9gcVvqcJNmixE87NSFSNPXv6Hj/w640-h428/DSC_0499.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I found a good article you might enjoy to begin your own week of meditation and reflection.</div><div><a data-saferedirecturl="https://www.google.com/url?q=https://www.danwilt.com/the-10-emotions-of-easter/&source=gmail&ust=1617072293904000&usg=AFQjCNGwx8dScA1IEFF18Vh27PH6T9Hawg" href="https://www.danwilt.com/the-10-emotions-of-easter/" style="background-color: white; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;" target="_blank">https://www.danwilt.com/the-<wbr></wbr>10-emotions-of-easter/</a></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0OJMjePTImCfWQTwQFRIzlB_dMZAwP2c6LR7AqtRBHTPC9Zrn1OVEh-uwy6Nnm5z7v8mJKNQ4xhZlxwu70dEWYM6SXvZIc5MQzoQNpMSxPQLNGqCMrnDnmUULObCrVYUWrCs2anXbHWS7/s2048/DSC_0501.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1371" data-original-width="2048" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0OJMjePTImCfWQTwQFRIzlB_dMZAwP2c6LR7AqtRBHTPC9Zrn1OVEh-uwy6Nnm5z7v8mJKNQ4xhZlxwu70dEWYM6SXvZIc5MQzoQNpMSxPQLNGqCMrnDnmUULObCrVYUWrCs2anXbHWS7/w640-h428/DSC_0501.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><h4 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800180;">"But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives,<br />and He will stand upon the earth at last."<br />~ Job 19:25 </span></h4></div></div></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-18890039068984848532021-03-06T23:13:00.000-06:002021-03-06T23:13:12.685-06:00What 5000 Souls Looks Like<p></p><p>Yesterday was Friday and traffic was the usual "let's get the weekend party started!" When I exited off the highway and saw the line to turn left at the traffic light, I knew I would be sitting through at least 3 red lights before it was my turn. So I cheated and went straight to take a shortcut. It's a small church on the corner, whose property sits a bit below street level. As I turned in, I saw this scene and at first thought it was a planning plot for a community garden.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUTPBF2Bca1YApwac-MNokaBbEmsyPbctDbtFe-I-R51KQswAwzlan35lCBNsGltuPzikko63Pgv_AwHPJznpLmRBTQ8RroV72sk9ElFk3amN5b-nnZcGKo-VNzUoiiNX9AzQOhagCLNC/s2048/6Z0A8109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1139" data-original-width="2048" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUTPBF2Bca1YApwac-MNokaBbEmsyPbctDbtFe-I-R51KQswAwzlan35lCBNsGltuPzikko63Pgv_AwHPJznpLmRBTQ8RroV72sk9ElFk3amN5b-nnZcGKo-VNzUoiiNX9AzQOhagCLNC/w640-h356/6Z0A8109.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>You can't see this from the street. Continuing down the driveway, I realized those were crosses. Then I saw the sign:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2vtaL0bRTjd-eoWj2wnV50AhdLSroHwZM3-Io9LxI3jd63lMObJt5Z_XDP7mxR6spjBlIXR6Tef1XGIE9_bThYgShyYdoOs8IE2DkNKH8or1Mwc9sPriwQCxoVXuWtN8du_3goHe9sLfO/s2048/6Z0A8090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2vtaL0bRTjd-eoWj2wnV50AhdLSroHwZM3-Io9LxI3jd63lMObJt5Z_XDP7mxR6spjBlIXR6Tef1XGIE9_bThYgShyYdoOs8IE2DkNKH8or1Mwc9sPriwQCxoVXuWtN8du_3goHe9sLfO/w640-h426/6Z0A8090.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>I went back this morning to take some pictures. It was a rather sobering moment, realizing that each cross represented a human life and a grieving family. And there were so many of them.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_qmHeBNxDZSHtL9sTqaBPXieoL5Fxbb3b2IEkIGPvcJFQOLvjaBu3fphZKdnwq7ijn-W4b2UkU0TWdg73c6dVsoZd06Q5uJYl5GsLVxjuuM_3edjER041QuXOdU_gUhZh41Oio2G-1Ve/s2048/6Z0A8092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_qmHeBNxDZSHtL9sTqaBPXieoL5Fxbb3b2IEkIGPvcJFQOLvjaBu3fphZKdnwq7ijn-W4b2UkU0TWdg73c6dVsoZd06Q5uJYl5GsLVxjuuM_3edjER041QuXOdU_gUhZh41Oio2G-1Ve/w640-h426/6Z0A8092.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I thought I'd read somewhere that there were 5,000 crosses here. A recent story says Oklahoma has lost 7,100 people. Another story said the artist will keep adding crosses until March 18, which marks one full year since the first covid death in the state. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnwJ1Vad89j6ioh0lr3R-g0wg2Xfe-JKn9-ODODjCqJGScy5n_lnZRcho7jByMTSM4SOi5atzF5S9YQV8i-x2HV6s2p4tZ36IxKHCg567PSRB693Uq_TOrRpgdnI47wEtKE1a9-qwnJif2/s2048/6Z0A8100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnwJ1Vad89j6ioh0lr3R-g0wg2Xfe-JKn9-ODODjCqJGScy5n_lnZRcho7jByMTSM4SOi5atzF5S9YQV8i-x2HV6s2p4tZ36IxKHCg567PSRB693Uq_TOrRpgdnI47wEtKE1a9-qwnJif2/w640-h426/6Z0A8100.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">A year ago my friends and I were asking each other, "<i>do you know anyone who's had "it"? I don't</i>." We were skeptical and wondered if it even existed. There was a time it was only happening on the coasts. We maybe felt a little untouchable. Things have sure changed in 12 months. Now we know dozens of friends, church members, and friends of friends who have endured the nose swabs, the negative results, the positive results, and such a wide variety of symptoms and recovery stories. Nobody will ever convince me this virus was not man-made in the Wuhan lab. Whether it was for medical research or an experiment in bio-weaponry; whether it was released intentionally or by a careless accident, at some point it became politically and economically weaponized as it unleashed it's evil sickness on the global population.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYf5OTS6qyiqxUUNrHsvMRVi34_MAuArhlrWK6K89nvRgZ4OuSl-FNjFzuebe_-heUqDXWRAYf5kbmDzIQfFhYEXLZY6FbBPFUQNnhDXmqF1ONeC2JY7VHHmTIu2EDDPcWV7VpXoPEidgR/s2048/6Z0A8094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYf5OTS6qyiqxUUNrHsvMRVi34_MAuArhlrWK6K89nvRgZ4OuSl-FNjFzuebe_-heUqDXWRAYf5kbmDzIQfFhYEXLZY6FbBPFUQNnhDXmqF1ONeC2JY7VHHmTIu2EDDPcWV7VpXoPEidgR/w640-h426/6Z0A8094.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">I know 4 people who are represented here. They had other health issues, but not something of immediate</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;">danger. They would still be alive if they had not contracted the <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">CHINA </span></b>virus.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmgsB7OoEDuvuk2Z46MKhMHOEP3vgUoRGuKDRb9lgDdeQLjXBlOJVXCW08aKqvHGsqM823_cqibJ9RG_O5gG0B3rOt1mm2XTJ2AWdeRN77MVlE5HlM9ycI-jqmzk76lLh6vyYfYcwMKuJJ/s1679/dew+on+cross+cropped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1649" data-original-width="1679" height="628" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmgsB7OoEDuvuk2Z46MKhMHOEP3vgUoRGuKDRb9lgDdeQLjXBlOJVXCW08aKqvHGsqM823_cqibJ9RG_O5gG0B3rOt1mm2XTJ2AWdeRN77MVlE5HlM9ycI-jqmzk76lLh6vyYfYcwMKuJJ/w640-h628/dew+on+cross+cropped.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="text-align: left;">The morning dew sheds a tear.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /> <p></p>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5635428404131752711.post-34869168979751433892021-02-03T23:31:00.055-06:002021-02-12T14:16:52.492-06:00My 2020 Book Review<p><span style="font-family: inherit;">I'm so bored lately, I think I'll do a 2020 book review tonight. Winter is dragging on. Covid is dragging on. We've watched everything of interest on all the streaming platforms. Yep, it's the dregs of winter.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">So here's what I read last year:</span></p><p><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"><i>Update: I left out Elton John's autobiography!</i></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9zAbvyfcsTuXVz7541-3q-tlOre7B7Uza8N8CgsPz2Lobw2aJL4jIT40_OyyIN-akMou-Vc3C64Cie9Ebv6oarz6HyRL7tyTOyhTEthBrMMyLWvGNDD83dmid4y8McBZ_RxUwO6l7kW_f/s115/elton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="75" height="148" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9zAbvyfcsTuXVz7541-3q-tlOre7B7Uza8N8CgsPz2Lobw2aJL4jIT40_OyyIN-akMou-Vc3C64Cie9Ebv6oarz6HyRL7tyTOyhTEthBrMMyLWvGNDD83dmid4y8McBZ_RxUwO6l7kW_f/w97-h148/elton.jpg" width="97" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Me: Elton John</span></b> by the Sir Himself<br />Elton wrote a thoroughly entertaining and seemingly honest story about his life. I think most of the movie was based on the book. He's quite transparent about his faults, failures, and problems. He didn't have the typical 70s rock star look and he played piano. Elton is definitely one of a kind and you have to applaud him for always being himself. It's what made him such a success.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz6RBlAyhhOIaapVPJ5-xVBoQuH79BefRzKzYvvZhsi0P9EuM-iwOSZAnRgAfes9mV7pFYN00tPyTQirYd7KH8eRZd4WEh4UNUUxPR3U6VJFJYV1Z3NKirazooTRwdKBfHeOw8xqh1yzdm/s218/neilyoung.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz6RBlAyhhOIaapVPJ5-xVBoQuH79BefRzKzYvvZhsi0P9EuM-iwOSZAnRgAfes9mV7pFYN00tPyTQirYd7KH8eRZd4WEh4UNUUxPR3U6VJFJYV1Z3NKirazooTRwdKBfHeOw8xqh1yzdm/s218/neilyoung.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="218" data-original-width="145" height="167" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz6RBlAyhhOIaapVPJ5-xVBoQuH79BefRzKzYvvZhsi0P9EuM-iwOSZAnRgAfes9mV7pFYN00tPyTQirYd7KH8eRZd4WEh4UNUUxPR3U6VJFJYV1Z3NKirazooTRwdKBfHeOw8xqh1yzdm/w111-h167/neilyoung.jpg" width="111" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /><br /></span></b></span><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Waging Heavy Peace: A Hippie Dream</span></b> by Neil Young<br />I ended up skip-skimming through this book. It wasn't as interesting as I expected.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTvjl1n9wGVmhI_S3NAwU6rqssagW5TYGbtsiLm0qy4T94aHazVd0v23wUTYHuATrO3LnyJSW87jvmzJXNns6Db_pZ-H7QRyN50uXZp2OuMDHDrE3ax-oLfNJdaNK394xRUncc3Vi0gO8r/s218/outliers.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="218" data-original-width="145" height="165" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTvjl1n9wGVmhI_S3NAwU6rqssagW5TYGbtsiLm0qy4T94aHazVd0v23wUTYHuATrO3LnyJSW87jvmzJXNns6Db_pZ-H7QRyN50uXZp2OuMDHDrE3ax-oLfNJdaNK394xRUncc3Vi0gO8r/w110-h165/outliers.jpg" width="110" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Outliers: The Story of Success</span></b> by Malcolm Gladwell<br />Interesting book that explores what makes high achievers different from the rest of us.</span><p></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJHLErrTd9aaEobGDdNq-czIKsnJhJl1pehxRmAIuO7N_Yfp8TYGqLUA70n-JwnPgX5AgmTdPEWwtzDtMkfEQ601ivPAIW10Tgy2b3P2CMrk7QNEKVcXkpu7r0zC3comFHyNu8dAY_ZRz/s500/snowden.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="142" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJHLErrTd9aaEobGDdNq-czIKsnJhJl1pehxRmAIuO7N_Yfp8TYGqLUA70n-JwnPgX5AgmTdPEWwtzDtMkfEQ601ivPAIW10Tgy2b3P2CMrk7QNEKVcXkpu7r0zC3comFHyNu8dAY_ZRz/w119-h142/snowden.jpg" width="119" /></a></b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b><br />Permanent Record </b></span>by Edward Snowden<br />I know people despise him, but I find Snowden fascinating. Read this and discover what was really going on in the name of national security and Snowden's journey in exposing it. My opinion is, we all owe him a debt of gratitude.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFkEes1iAcHPzsMRBWy-ZVy6X05JC0h5_J_6OpcIyNwl4lOMZM2bVWnMoG9ptQQheYgvBhtRkGeM5r5iiDaUoZigHe1GP63bYTaHLanwD-fZ-eyRcj0DO-nebZ8nRrOuym-xF-I6i6q3t/s500/jackie.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFkEes1iAcHPzsMRBWy-ZVy6X05JC0h5_J_6OpcIyNwl4lOMZM2bVWnMoG9ptQQheYgvBhtRkGeM5r5iiDaUoZigHe1GP63bYTaHLanwD-fZ-eyRcj0DO-nebZ8nRrOuym-xF-I6i6q3t/w117-h140/jackie.jpg" width="117" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jacqueline Kennedy: </span></b><span style="background-color: white;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Historic Conversations on Life With John F. Kennedy, Interviews With Arthur M. Schlesinger, Jr.</span></b><span style="color: #3f4344;">, by Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis</span><br /><span style="color: #3f4344;">She is one of my favorite historical people. She never wrote about her life, never gave interviews. In 1964, she sat down with a trusted Kennedy friend while he taped his questions and her answers. Those tapes were locked away for an agreed upon number of years, then edited for this book by her daughter. Read her memories of life with JFK, the politicians and socialites they interacted with, life in the White House, and after.</span></span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy9kpWUvhwq7tEkU5u6Yyu2rCEMmLCReW0hd5ez5nlCfapTYqZFzJ_PAo1OnIExupAEED0sUKFrcsnxeZuz2PrclMLl3bnEwL43CPvPv-EuNtbwgrG11CP-MZ6AW596EhAByRThtKhVBkn/s500/keith.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="144" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy9kpWUvhwq7tEkU5u6Yyu2rCEMmLCReW0hd5ez5nlCfapTYqZFzJ_PAo1OnIExupAEED0sUKFrcsnxeZuz2PrclMLl3bnEwL43CPvPv-EuNtbwgrG11CP-MZ6AW596EhAByRThtKhVBkn/w106-h144/keith.jpg" width="106" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Life </span></b><span style="color: #3f4344;">by Keith Richards</span><br /><span style="color: #3f4344;">This one surprised me. Other than his drugs and extreme rock&roll lifestyle, he seems like a neat guy! This was an entertaining book with lots of stories about Keith, the Stones, and assorted other rockers whose music most of us grew up listening to and whose lives were fodder for celebrity gossip rags.</span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b></b></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp4Baho7-NP5L7Wto2MLj81SmXlkseRran3vxq7Zs_D7EytuSil-NKEK-I7MDe2Q0AjNBC3Jdm1gLl6Z0yJsAwYmZo4PnS6xNHNWdLE9dQM3lvJIdAq-4NhbAps7cSF5oCvbkfUSuApz8q/s500/joel.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="111" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp4Baho7-NP5L7Wto2MLj81SmXlkseRran3vxq7Zs_D7EytuSil-NKEK-I7MDe2Q0AjNBC3Jdm1gLl6Z0yJsAwYmZo4PnS6xNHNWdLE9dQM3lvJIdAq-4NhbAps7cSF5oCvbkfUSuApz8q/w104-h111/joel.jpg" width="104" /></a></b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b><br />The Power of Favor</b></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3f4344;"> by Joel Osteen<br />From Keith Richards to Joel Osteen. Nobody can ever say I have narrow interests. I find Joel to be immensely encouraging. In these harsh times, I don't know about you, but I need all the positivity I can get.</span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b></b></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIH0lD9ljuBA33Qtk0QwoMVEBaCYhd0VENh78L1nkfj1eOajJ8BSNSwvJaj6uehXN9IS2_KNpRtyx4LTdydHhazOt4OxNz1g60yH3XBzDfJBVL3yX7Pkk1N3XtsLQvzDzsuFrp8uK4SmZ5/s115/nancy.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="77" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIH0lD9ljuBA33Qtk0QwoMVEBaCYhd0VENh78L1nkfj1eOajJ8BSNSwvJaj6uehXN9IS2_KNpRtyx4LTdydHhazOt4OxNz1g60yH3XBzDfJBVL3yX7Pkk1N3XtsLQvzDzsuFrp8uK4SmZ5/s0/nancy.jpg" /></a></b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b><br />Lady in Red: An Intimate Portrait of Nancy Reagan</b></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #3f4344;"> by Sheila Tate<br />This was another skimmer. I enjoy inside looks at the world of politics and entertainment, but this book was a bit of a snoozer. Sheila was Nancy's press secretary and it's evident she greatly admired her. She treads ever so gently around her memories of working with Nancy Reagan. Not juicy.</span></span><p></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqFJ2HMJh7cGq2so18hhwo0QObON7-apc6dT0ixuQagDStmC-2fEza9x7Y39iOYUR8P48XcTkAtuII2BBpq0WMoKf1ah1COmleES-xaPGOpIrzR_-vte09Ulo_AAeVrsRescTebNCzTMrY/s115/profiles.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqFJ2HMJh7cGq2so18hhwo0QObON7-apc6dT0ixuQagDStmC-2fEza9x7Y39iOYUR8P48XcTkAtuII2BBpq0WMoKf1ah1COmleES-xaPGOpIrzR_-vte09Ulo_AAeVrsRescTebNCzTMrY/s0/profiles.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Profiles in Corruption: Abuse of Power by America's Progressive Elite </span></b><span style="color: #3f4344;">by Peter Schweizer</span><br /><span style="color: #3f4344;">So, like, what else is new? Yawn.</span></span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK0EfABKnKHD_ZjgxlFoerC40JSXoG-iOQNU-wqJlW_M8b4sIQQUBLySJijs9SjyHlCxODu3MD0zQ418EtQy04jwYdst7arTvuT-FK3KfBioMZP_re78V9J82T54Q_OfmUxa0-7IBPMGJ-/s115/hannity.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK0EfABKnKHD_ZjgxlFoerC40JSXoG-iOQNU-wqJlW_M8b4sIQQUBLySJijs9SjyHlCxODu3MD0zQ418EtQy04jwYdst7arTvuT-FK3KfBioMZP_re78V9J82T54Q_OfmUxa0-7IBPMGJ-/s0/hannity.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Live Free or Die: America and the World on the Brink </span></b>by Sean Hannity<br />Unless you're a student of history, civics, or government, you'll want to pass on this book. It was like reading a high school textbook. Besides, it's too late. The reason he wrote it was to sound the alarm about the dangers of the extreme left before the 2020 election. Apparently, not enough people read it.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2zbclaSDYfcpCM0HIbEdN4Npb6eGwrnoU7xzkq4Agn4foL48CI28R9h_23XG7Z45xwpP0dv7jPRlzLaGjMhXNJR1jYReg-vedyiZLDsDQ-WFDUpS0WOK6mxPaQ8_8AQX8AInH-sYsvvhy/s115/songbirds.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="74" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2zbclaSDYfcpCM0HIbEdN4Npb6eGwrnoU7xzkq4Agn4foL48CI28R9h_23XG7Z45xwpP0dv7jPRlzLaGjMhXNJR1jYReg-vedyiZLDsDQ-WFDUpS0WOK6mxPaQ8_8AQX8AInH-sYsvvhy/s0/songbirds.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes</span></b> by Suzanne Collins<br />I love back stories. This one tells how Coriolanus Snow developed into the cold, ruthless President of Panem and the origin of the Hunger Games.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM-NVA4ydoF1TB6dNZ-xD1YYDdCD6XzOmg2_CDoNIZkaGMlsqgZwFX7f4xcl20PS_5PpS-ygDUf2WIUhfEjjYAHGwf-ismnFN7iOSaTpfw7iPJIsIwf6nOWMlekkhDcvraYISA-CPkoYEm/s115/waco.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="77" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM-NVA4ydoF1TB6dNZ-xD1YYDdCD6XzOmg2_CDoNIZkaGMlsqgZwFX7f4xcl20PS_5PpS-ygDUf2WIUhfEjjYAHGwf-ismnFN7iOSaTpfw7iPJIsIwf6nOWMlekkhDcvraYISA-CPkoYEm/s0/waco.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Waco: A Survivor's Story </span></b>by David Thibodeau<br />After seeing the movie on Netflix, I had to read this to see if the movie was accurate. What a horrific event. I don't understand how the government and EffBeeEye got away with murder. Oh wait, I answered my own question...</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHO631ID0TUhHv0AHL1E_0hzRtomyyTo4ZeKurf96z2BkSrgyVauqXzv6JQ_vSUrz9VFuub31368Cl4kKr1TbhHmTU-jEGsm4cor9ks6xQ_dPlAF4aR-IKKXgnPDVP2m2v_zVo4FHEc_i-/s115/diana.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="77" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHO631ID0TUhHv0AHL1E_0hzRtomyyTo4ZeKurf96z2BkSrgyVauqXzv6JQ_vSUrz9VFuub31368Cl4kKr1TbhHmTU-jEGsm4cor9ks6xQ_dPlAF4aR-IKKXgnPDVP2m2v_zVo4FHEc_i-/s0/diana.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Diana: Case Solved, the Definitive Account that Proves what Really Happened</span></b> by Dylan Howard<br />Oh my word. Do not ever bother with this author's self-back-patting account of how he "thinks" he uncovered all the answers to this tragic moment in history. I can't give this book enough thumbs down.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjait_UEc7ipV5EkUC6bj_3Ea7oXQi2AYhqxyCtivw_13I5cPC-dSrOAyy_zpQXR1VRUaT_K2dIyMoeRfx4irnGHL2RGYnMLTMbLunwc9wj3cUcW1Sd8X_ykbOx39LhyKyzGnBW2L7vbCWi/s500/unortho.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="328" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjait_UEc7ipV5EkUC6bj_3Ea7oXQi2AYhqxyCtivw_13I5cPC-dSrOAyy_zpQXR1VRUaT_K2dIyMoeRfx4irnGHL2RGYnMLTMbLunwc9wj3cUcW1Sd8X_ykbOx39LhyKyzGnBW2L7vbCWi/w98-h150/unortho.jpg" width="98" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Unorthodox: The Scandalous Rejection of my Hasidic Roots </span></b>by Deborah Feldman<br />Another Netflix series that made me want to read the book. It was disappointing to learn that the series took a lot of artistic liberties with Deborah's story. Nevertheless, it was a fascinating look into a world that I had no idea still existed today.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEWKIGw16ynOl1-ShUtBAzZE3ubObj8-Kl57CIJLH8NRGsDYGJ888rRzzrRd4pdbuDoJJKFRNndMeRjcDfckJ372aOqrBUUTv_AqJ9F7NCrigb0H8-mI_JiUEXhde6q6FuEroOR2UyQ3aw/s500/gondolin.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="111" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEWKIGw16ynOl1-ShUtBAzZE3ubObj8-Kl57CIJLH8NRGsDYGJ888rRzzrRd4pdbuDoJJKFRNndMeRjcDfckJ372aOqrBUUTv_AqJ9F7NCrigb0H8-mI_JiUEXhde6q6FuEroOR2UyQ3aw/w102-h111/gondolin.jpg" width="102" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />The Fall of Gondolin </span></b>by JRR Tolkien<br />I almost didn't include this one. I checked it out and tried to read it, but couldn't get past the first few pages. I used to love Tolkien's prose, but now I don't have the attention span to follow it. Only for die-hard Tolkien fans.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrdIwl3AMlCtOfrJ_3o7fOgzVD2DjdnixVdglGhW_lXXMCJ_qNlkCmcg4yBNHb7Q1w-A6Y4ARR7LG6vM5STjhjN2tnS548UWNnjxWXcaOu0Ta8YCdKYUW_UoMihbR7BHJTRLv2fZLev4l-/s499/brave.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="499" data-original-width="310" height="157" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrdIwl3AMlCtOfrJ_3o7fOgzVD2DjdnixVdglGhW_lXXMCJ_qNlkCmcg4yBNHb7Q1w-A6Y4ARR7LG6vM5STjhjN2tnS548UWNnjxWXcaOu0Ta8YCdKYUW_UoMihbR7BHJTRLv2fZLev4l-/w97-h157/brave.jpg" width="97" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Brave New World</span></b> by Aldous Huxley<br />Yet another streaming series that made me want to read the book. The series deviated a little bit from the book. What's really fascinating is that Huxley wrote this in the 1930s about things that are commonplace today. It's like he had a window into the future. Fortunately, we are not quite in the world where most of his story takes place. <i>Yet</i>. A good book, but the series was better.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzu1e5hOWiSi_fhTXLyMKPBPuqosltVVQ4WPISsEamPeoYnosuknBmbciWapJJoMZiMSfnrYdaJJbLGDxggxF1I2KmgKP7dtrmBUpgb9sa0eKqZ0A2rmyv4Adp97dxF2tTGNkGk60Im3xH/s115/sarah.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzu1e5hOWiSi_fhTXLyMKPBPuqosltVVQ4WPISsEamPeoYnosuknBmbciWapJJoMZiMSfnrYdaJJbLGDxggxF1I2KmgKP7dtrmBUpgb9sa0eKqZ0A2rmyv4Adp97dxF2tTGNkGk60Im3xH/s0/sarah.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Sarah Sanders: Speaking for Myself</span></b> by Sarah Huckabee Sanders<br />I really enjoyed this book. I thought Sarah did a great job as Trump's press secretary. She provides some interesting behind-the-scenes stories and several heart-warming ones. She had a warm relationship with the president and presents a side of him that the media never will.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp6IRoglDNrJnnoGOjTNezWiKs3R63MOzg_i9eMAx-MDmNHYaGt_Xq3YovS67ZcweqPVJOJH6wPZcJQQk7lG3Stblqt75T11zYuND-VNYGg6Lo7J0uCv4aOdOVHr65SSDd8WTsrKy_DfU_/s499/fonda.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="499" data-original-width="329" height="141" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp6IRoglDNrJnnoGOjTNezWiKs3R63MOzg_i9eMAx-MDmNHYaGt_Xq3YovS67ZcweqPVJOJH6wPZcJQQk7lG3Stblqt75T11zYuND-VNYGg6Lo7J0uCv4aOdOVHr65SSDd8WTsrKy_DfU_/w93-h141/fonda.jpg" width="93" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />What Can I Do? My Path from Climate Despair to Action</span></b> by Jane Fonda<br />She inspires two things in people - love and hate. I've read all her books and really enjoy her acting. So I guess you could say I'm not one of the people who hates "Hanoi Jane." I also find her so inspiring. She's 80 years old and still doing meaningful things! While I don't agree with a lot of the information in this book, I did find it educational and it helped me understand the concerns for climate change.</span><p></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWe4zlaboSIpoi0EeUKcawzyTeJYua6duxTwVrtixwQZf8I3FQrbf02DdytW74dncVMNgw0j0hYrXD__WZW7IbRF_IFL7hdey6uG3qN03vol9Juh-A-lfLI10XMnKix50t3VvpBnuTRlx/s218/41V831Cck5L._AC_UY218_.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="218" data-original-width="142" height="127" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWe4zlaboSIpoi0EeUKcawzyTeJYua6duxTwVrtixwQZf8I3FQrbf02DdytW74dncVMNgw0j0hYrXD__WZW7IbRF_IFL7hdey6uG3qN03vol9Juh-A-lfLI10XMnKix50t3VvpBnuTRlx/w83-h127/41V831Cck5L._AC_UY218_.jpg" width="83" /></a></b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>Too Much and Never Enough</b></span> by Mary L. Trump<br />The family history of famous people is always interesting because it can give insight into the person (we think) we know today. But when that history is written by a woman angry at how her father was treated by her grandfather, angry about how it affected her own life, it loses some credibility. I dunno; her bitterness stained a lot of the pages in this book.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3N6d7di9l_UJ0Jp9Xr1DdL9dFH7LQLPGtbFbD6c4bc_Zn7Uo4ULSEosi7_o2hg3ip6RAXlcqv9zXI1AHvAgfdgk9gLl-rjO-gavm6S42Lj9omQ8Pdlfw2s3_btuew0b6Fk405q66aLW7/s115/breath.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3N6d7di9l_UJ0Jp9Xr1DdL9dFH7LQLPGtbFbD6c4bc_Zn7Uo4ULSEosi7_o2hg3ip6RAXlcqv9zXI1AHvAgfdgk9gLl-rjO-gavm6S42Lj9omQ8Pdlfw2s3_btuew0b6Fk405q66aLW7/s0/breath.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Breath: The New Science of a Lost Art</span></b> by James Nestor<br />A friend was reading this book and raving about it. I confess - it came with several others I had on hold and I didn't get around to reading it before it had to be returned. But it is one that I plan to check out again, based on the enthusiasm of my friend's recommendation.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTSXoBBEdqjCpQXTi82aZQmR0z5R-MfXF_dDCILNAUq5toajMJyCkLt5Cn900xpTbhv-FazwsUgBHER_7pHT_dtmH5DkeJgDZ8Wx3t3CsmAJsYuXwtJGBt-wX0VbAjv947Cg-2jfsZTsyJ/s115/got1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="75" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTSXoBBEdqjCpQXTi82aZQmR0z5R-MfXF_dDCILNAUq5toajMJyCkLt5Cn900xpTbhv-FazwsUgBHER_7pHT_dtmH5DkeJgDZ8Wx3t3CsmAJsYuXwtJGBt-wX0VbAjv947Cg-2jfsZTsyJ/s0/got1.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />The Unofficial Guide to Game of Thrones</span></b> by Kim Renfro<br />You know I love all things GoT and this book didn't disappoint. It brought back memories of key scenes and great stories in the series and I really enjoyed reading about how it was made.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcQpaQlrcYl_89pzIP_iiQS8FVC6HV4fN58trq3Xz27VEfOlr49rMSHpaL4JS4wt-k8cjtEw7SeB_wR36zekh2osjI7MTw4VaYamc3C1KhtVJmhhEZFqv3S4H1AVOWPFEYCcUG5JZ76es3/s115/got2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcQpaQlrcYl_89pzIP_iiQS8FVC6HV4fN58trq3Xz27VEfOlr49rMSHpaL4JS4wt-k8cjtEw7SeB_wR36zekh2osjI7MTw4VaYamc3C1KhtVJmhhEZFqv3S4H1AVOWPFEYCcUG5JZ76es3/s0/got2.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Fire Cannot Kill a Dragon: Game of Thrones and the Official Untold Story of the Epic Series</span></b> by James Hibberd. Very similar to the Unofficial Guide mentioned above but entertaining nonetheless.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwTkbYYHv5dOpycB9v40A7zsLwycgjbomcsPjKfmvtZx2KCRZae_7anURBtVJMDSx6aJ9Q66henXteYM2jaqDElZCEwvw1ru8LQv1Hu1BbTFPV9moKwAxLRk6vNDZlh9Q_2thlOf0sxbd5/s115/jr.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwTkbYYHv5dOpycB9v40A7zsLwycgjbomcsPjKfmvtZx2KCRZae_7anURBtVJMDSx6aJ9Q66henXteYM2jaqDElZCEwvw1ru8LQv1Hu1BbTFPV9moKwAxLRk6vNDZlh9Q_2thlOf0sxbd5/s0/jr.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Triggered: How the Left Thrives on Hate and Wants to Silence Us</span></b> by Donald Trump Jr.<br />Nothing surprising or new here, but it reads as if Don Jr is sitting there at your kitchen table, kvetching about the left. </span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTzoYOr2FCCMsSS5kq1k3fYU8jbSiyYynCK35gMfd9jycldsBuLUhHHLqjNP63j2y3apWBF0w_xfMEP45q_5aTveGJHfpmxLznfXRpbmGIODWUf5ZLC3W6oYA8Fgfhr_VMS4aajM8Vd7Y/s115/sussex.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTzoYOr2FCCMsSS5kq1k3fYU8jbSiyYynCK35gMfd9jycldsBuLUhHHLqjNP63j2y3apWBF0w_xfMEP45q_5aTveGJHfpmxLznfXRpbmGIODWUf5ZLC3W6oYA8Fgfhr_VMS4aajM8Vd7Y/s0/sussex.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Finding Freedom: Harry & Meghan and the Making of a Modern Royal Family</span></b> by Omid Scobie<br />The author breathlessly takes us from the moment the lovebirds met up to their departure from "The Firm." She's a shameless fangirl, fawning all over the royal love story. It got interesting when she wrote about the events that swirled around the Sussex's decision to break away, the negotiations, and the move to the west.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbJ6Nt5GIkTV7ZkOy_MrYj8v5brTVXf3r7REqFmzVdjfsdnO3gi8hepxboHW99lQySZnPLf5Chy3ApBqm4ghVNzOTT7D3W0Ajs79Vfgr040b0UNYCq-0MmiJWGtvF7mlw1cf3ES4NU32ZO/s115/matt.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="90" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbJ6Nt5GIkTV7ZkOy_MrYj8v5brTVXf3r7REqFmzVdjfsdnO3gi8hepxboHW99lQySZnPLf5Chy3ApBqm4ghVNzOTT7D3W0Ajs79Vfgr040b0UNYCq-0MmiJWGtvF7mlw1cf3ES4NU32ZO/s0/matt.jpg" /></span></a></span></div><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Greenlights </span></b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit; font-weight: bold;">by Matthew McConaughey<br /></span><span style="font-family: inherit;">Matt talks about his life growing up, his family, his career. He's as adventurous (outrageous?) as some of the characters he's played. You can hear that slow Texas drawl in every paragraph. An entertaining book, maybe a 6 on a 1-10 scale.</span></span></p><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9OQotYzWjU3P3baUXNNj9GnhTnEqkSJie4OLboKuwjO0Sd048M1riet5bob4PLTALHKhuojVSLRk-GP8tXZGVPNwotsPe2AlH3tAruyrfLzkdqDoNIndO-QLBhCgnBQ1oMbJS19GMfQu/s115/rage.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9OQotYzWjU3P3baUXNNj9GnhTnEqkSJie4OLboKuwjO0Sd048M1riet5bob4PLTALHKhuojVSLRk-GP8tXZGVPNwotsPe2AlH3tAruyrfLzkdqDoNIndO-QLBhCgnBQ1oMbJS19GMfQu/s0/rage.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Rage</span></b>, by Bob Woodward<br />I saved this one until the last days of Trump's presidency. I've read most of Bob's books and always thought they were objective and informative. I didn't think he could pull that off when it comes to the controversial president. But, for the most part, I think he did. I wasn't surprised by anything; however, the most illuminating information had to do with the current pandemic. I recommend this book for that alone.</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRnTYlgOX15HykGNSASBZ_lrzzbAeNpJnkuJfvjiIwvLoHO_u3DJfxvacG9M_phF0s2nnmL3DO3J0QRxKImzf2uv26Nrrw58_7XOU9437i62S40BsqPeSxksjBMp_GNWwzKHBH0X1hoA9/s115/dog.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRnTYlgOX15HykGNSASBZ_lrzzbAeNpJnkuJfvjiIwvLoHO_u3DJfxvacG9M_phF0s2nnmL3DO3J0QRxKImzf2uv26Nrrw58_7XOU9437i62S40BsqPeSxksjBMp_GNWwzKHBH0X1hoA9/s0/dog.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Where Mercy is Shown, Mercy is Given</span></b> by Duane Chapman<br />Duane Chapman is also known as Dog, the Bounty Hunter. In our winter boredom, we watched some of his old shows. I had to know a little more about this crazy guy, where he came from, how he got into bounty hunting, his family (who were all part of the team). It's an older book, but had some interesting info.</span><p></p><p><b><i><span style="color: #800180; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p><b><i><span style="color: #800180; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Going into 2021....</span></i></b></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnexFfFI0K4nqLkim3E3RluIf68iocgHqtE0JzoV_xJAzq3wKafj3EnC09Veph8JExP3vzGULtgShE2NQdGJlRQBg_5M4BCnNhPak1jB4lJlrfGj0kjRYk7lWSzGnLZhZko3DyylWcLJlp/s400/harbing.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="271" height="121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnexFfFI0K4nqLkim3E3RluIf68iocgHqtE0JzoV_xJAzq3wKafj3EnC09Veph8JExP3vzGULtgShE2NQdGJlRQBg_5M4BCnNhPak1jB4lJlrfGj0kjRYk7lWSzGnLZhZko3DyylWcLJlp/w82-h121/harbing.jpg" width="82" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">The Harbinger II: The Return</span></b> by Jonathan Cahn<br />I hated the first book. But in light of the election outcome, all the controversy surrounding it and the "prophets" wailing and travailing, I decided to have a look at Harbinger II. To be honest, it just made me mad. The style he's chosen to use to make his prophetic point is annoying at best, terrible at worst. I completely disagree with Cahn's conclusions and/or his theology. He does connect a lot of dates and historical events that are seemingly insignificant, until it's very uncanny. However, the guy who wrote "88 Reasons Why Jesus Will Come Back in 1988" also had extremely logical data for his prophecy. 88 of them to be exact. Yet, obviously, we're still here and He's still There. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"></span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuxGvbOQHh2JwT4VK_Xsc2azF5NGVKd7F41EF9PwImWify0SUAAByWrnOY0I8-5J6WZZzC_xaL3u8VpOf7EZxP0_t4AamEb1FodIkMgn0abJcacJ3dynmbwBAZNEA2iYmEOy2nABsCSEI9/s115/dune.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="76" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuxGvbOQHh2JwT4VK_Xsc2azF5NGVKd7F41EF9PwImWify0SUAAByWrnOY0I8-5J6WZZzC_xaL3u8VpOf7EZxP0_t4AamEb1FodIkMgn0abJcacJ3dynmbwBAZNEA2iYmEOy2nABsCSEI9/s0/dune.jpg" /></a></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br />Dune: The Duke of Caladan </span></b>by Brian Herbert & Kevin Anderson<br />I'm currently reading this one. Of the last 3 or 4 books in the Dune series, at least this one is holding my attention. I was SO disappointed in Sisterhood of Dune (about the Bene Gesserit). This is the first of a new trilogy which will focus on the Atreides family of Caladan.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">So that wraps up another list. It gave me something to do tonight and, if you have insomnia, maybe it helped you fall asleep!</span></p></div>Mystical Gypsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03031803311786498451noreply@blogger.com0