Views of the Neighborhood – Carol Williard van Ginkel – Needle Painting

Today, we are visiting an exhibition of Needle paintings by Lakeway artist Carol Williard van Ginkel. Needle painting is a process using needles, thread, and multicolored string to produce a work of art.

Carol learned to embroider from her grandmother, who taught her to cross-stitch. She became interested in Needle painting and fell in love with it. The exhibit shows her progress over the last seven years.

 

 

 

 

 

We are catered by Bouldin Creek Cafe in Austin. Our entertainment is Loretta Lynn, Tammy Wynette, and Dolly Parton

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – “Move”

A picture of a string with drops of water- the logo for SoCSA move to the coffee machine is necessary to find out what is taking so long. An investigation turns up the cause. The communication screen clearly asks if a regular cup or something special is required. Neglecting to make a choice sends the machine into hibernation. The original settings called for a regular 10 oz delivery. The machine must have taken some advice from the WordPress Happiness Engineers and decided to do something different. So the question is answered, and in a happy moment, the cup is delivered.

The clock is at hand, and after a sip of soothing syrup, the setting is May 24, 1924. The time is two hours, and the location is the South Lawn of the White House in Washington, DC. The plunger is pulled, and we arrive just in time to witness Calvin Coolidge signing the Immigration Act of 1924.

The act limited immigration in response to public and political anxiety about the country’s rapid social and demographic changes. The 1924 act supplanted earlier legislation by vastly reducing immigration from countries outside the Western Hemisphere: Immigrants from Asia were banned, and the total annual immigration quota for the rest of the world was capped at 165,000—an 80% reduction of the yearly average before 1914.

The law was passed in both houses of Congress with very few dissenting votes. A strong West Coast lobby effort designed to limit Asian immigration proved successful in the final passage of the law. The 1924 act would define U.S. immigration policy for nearly three decades, until being substantially revised by the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1952 and ultimately replaced by the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965. The 1924 act also made provision for the founding of the US Border Patrol.

The act incensed the government of Japan, and some believe it laid the groundwork for the attack on the US in 1941.

It is a lovely day in Washington, and the signing ceremony on the South Lawn is brief. Our alarm goes off, and the couch becomes the new destination. A text notification comes through. It’s from Linda Hill and reads: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “move.” Use it as a verb or a noun; write the first thing that comes to mind. Have fun!

Move by John W. Howell © 2024

“Boy, times have changed.”

“I know. Can you imagine banning an entire culture in this day and age?”

“Yeah, I don’t even want to comment on that.”

“Wise man.”

“I see you snuck the prompt in early.”

“I had to. There was the opportunity, and I took it.”

“Speaking of opportunity.”

“You want to move to the pub?”

“You are a mind reader as well.”

“It doesn’t take a mind reader to figure out your move on a Saturday.”

“Bam. He does it again.”

“Uber?”

“Over there.”

Pixabay photo

“I would say you’re kidding, but I know that is not true.”

“Fully air-conditioned. Room for three. Yes, I’ll stand.”

“What did this cost?”

“Nothing. A friend of mine owns it. We just need to deliver a hay bale, is all.”

“To the pub?”

“No, there’s a farm a little bit out of the way.”

“How far out of the way?”

“Two hours.”

“Aw, man. Let’s just get a car.”

“And miss the fun?”

“I know I’m going to regret this.”

“It’ll be fun.”

“I’ve heard that before. Okay, Let’s go.”

“You won’t be sorry.”

“I think I already am.”

 

 

 

 

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF – Fri-Yay/Good News

 

Baguette stamp – credit La Poste

If you want light-hearted news, there is no better place than France to find it. Today’s good news comes from the Good News Network.

France Celebrates Baguette on Scratch-and-Sniff Stamp, Honoring the World Heritage-Declared Food

The French postal service has released a scratch-and-sniff stamp that will fill your letter room or office with the aroma of freshly baked bread as it honors the classic baguette.

The best thing since sliced bread, the baguette, was recently honored by UNESCO with the status of ‘Intangible Cultural Heritage. ‘ In other words, it is a standout element in humanity’s story that can’t be pinned down to the words on a page, the outcome of a battle, or the bricks making up a monument.

La Poste unveiled The Stamp last Thursday on the occasion of Sant-Honore’s feast day—the patron saint of bakers.

“The baguette, the bread of our daily lives, the symbol of our gastronomy, the jewel of our culture,” La Poste says on its website.

It will cost €1.96 ($2.12 US)  and run for a limited time. Just under 600,000 copies are set for printing. The image depicts a baguette wrapped in blue and white ribbons.

The stamp’s ink is coated in microcapsules that burst when the customer scratches it, releasing the scent. La Poste purchases the special ink pre-made, and the smell is derived from a collection of bakeries.

“And the difficulty for us is to apply this ink without breaking the capsules, so that the smell can then be released by the customer rubbing on the stamp,” Damien Lavaud, printer at Philaposte, was quoted as saying by France Bleu, according to France24.

UNESCO attempts to summarize the value and uniqueness of baguettes over other breads with the following description.

Baguettes require specific knowledge and techniques. They are baked in small batches throughout the day, and the outcomes vary according to temperature and humidity.

They also generate modes of consumption and social practices that differentiate them from other types of bread, such as daily visits to bakeries to purchase the loaves and specific display racks to match their long shape.

In this turbulent world, the good news in this article is that normal can be refreshing. Today’s JohnKu talks about normal I hope you have a lovely weekend.

Normal by John W. Howell © 2024

The world has gone nuts,

Issue a new stamp about bread . . .

And make us all smile.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste Playing

“Do you have to stand over me like that?”

“You taught me that this is the winner’s stance.”

“Well yeah, I did. I may have made a mistake.”

“I don’t think so. This seems like a great move.”

“I think I’ve lost the feeling in my hindquarters.”

“That’s silly. You look fine to me.”

“Are you a doctor?”

“Of course not. I’m just saying everything looks like it’s supposed to look.”

“Well I feel numb.”

“Can you wiggle your toes?”

“Yes.”

“Then you are good to go another round.”

“Isn’t the referee supposed to count to three or something?”

“Are you saying I won?”

“As much as I hate to admit it. Yes, you won.”

“Look at you. The teacher has taught the student well.”

Wait a minute. What are you doing?”

“Nap time, right?”

“See that huge bed to the right. That’s yours.”

“Not as cozy. Come on, just for a little while.”

“Ten minutes tops.”

“I’ll take it.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue #432 by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words. “Using this image (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really. Either put your offering (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before the end of the week. If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here. Thank you for taking part.”

Keith’s post link https://keithchanning.wordpress.com/2024/05/13/kreative-kue-432/

The photo.

Overnight by John W. Howell © 2024

“Long story short, Mom, I want to invite Billy for a sleepover.”

“Oh, darling. That might be hard to do.”

“Why?”

“Well, if we had an empty nest, I would say go for it.”

“But there is plenty of room.”

“For you and your sisters, yes.”

“Billy can sleep in my part.”

“It’s not that easy. Look at me right now.”

“Yeah, so?”

“I’m half out of the place.”

“But you always sit there.”

“Sure, ’cause there’s no room with you little ones here.”

“Can’t the sisters stay with friends tonight?”

“Their friend’s family has the same problem. ”

“But they only have two chicks.”

“Bald Eagle chicks are a whole lot bigger than you guys.”

“Aw gee, Mom. I never get a chance to have any fun.”

“Now you sound like your father.”

“Just one night, please?”

“Have we met Billy?”

“No, he’s new to the neighborhood.”

“Well, why don’t you invite him to dinner, and then we’ll see where it goes.”

“What are we having?

“Rodent, I think. I haven’t gone shopping yet.”

Ew. I don’t think Billy likes rodents.”

“How do you know?”

“He’s a quail. I think he’s vegan.”

“A quail? Does his Mom know you and he are friends?”

“The subject never came up, why?”

“Well, quail and hawks don’t usually get along. In fact, it might not be a good idea for you two to play together.”

“Why’s that?”

“Your dad has been known to attack quail.”

“No kidding. Why?”

“I don’t know how to say this, but sometimes they are dinner.”

“Aw, Mom. Say it isn’t so.”

“I wish I could.”

“He’s my best friend.”

“Well then, let’s just keep thins between us. Don’t tell your father. Dinner or an overnight are out of the question.”

“I can see that.”

“And if Billy’s parents find out he is friends with  a hawk, you can expect they will have something to say about that.”

“Boy, this world is sure messed up.”

“It is sometimes son. But for the most part, pretty nice.”

 

 

 

 

 

Top Ten Things to Never Throw Away When Organizing

Photo by Tim van der Kuip on Unsplash

I am back from my break and want to say I accomplished plenty. I was able to complete my manuscript and got a long way into the first edit. I also had a scare on Thursday. I fired up my Mac, and my Word app was missing, along with a whole week of edits. (No, I didn’t save it in several places like I usually do.) Panic was replaced by research by The Producer, and by reinstalling Word, all was recovered. (Whew)

It is good to be back. I missed you all, and I’ll be around to see you as usual.

This post ran on April 23, 2018. I think it still might be helpful.

Top Ten Things to Never Throw Away When Organizing

The inspiration for this list is wondering why we hang onto things in case they may come in useful someday. This list tries to understand the motivation for holding onto items that may be past their point of usefulness.

10 When organizing, do not throw away that eight-track cassette player. If you do, at best, you’ll hate yourself in the morning. At worst, you’ll see that very same model for sale on eBay, and the last bid is $10,000. (Well, that will teach you to be impetuous after twenty-five years of storage, huh, Eric?)

9 When organizing, do not throw away that autographed photo of Tiny, the WWF champ. If you do, at best, it will be well hidden in a black plastic bag. At worst, Tiny just started as your garbologist after being released from self-esteem therapy and discovers the photo at the bottom of your trash can. (I’ll bet you can guess why he is pounding on your front door, can’t you, Emmanuel? Here is a hint. Grab those running shoes and head out the back door. Your house and belongings can be replaced.)

8 When organizing, do not throw away that hand-knit Christmas turtleneck sweater Aunt Helen gave you when you were thirteen. If you do, at best, no one will know. At worst, you realize your mistake at the reading of Aunt Helen’s will where she leaves you her entire fortune if you wear the sweater once a week for a year. (Looks like she suspected you didn’t like it, Edward. Too bad you tossed it last week.)

7 When organizing, do not throw away those naked pictures of you at the beach. If you do, at best, you shredded them first. At worst, you suddenly discover them on Tumblr on a site called “Naked and Crazy.” (Better think of a good story, Elias, since HR wants to talk to you about a “morals clause” violation in your employment contract.)

6 When organizing, do not throw away old tax records. If you do, at best, your town’s dump is very secure. At worst, you realize when you are shopping at the food store, and your card is denied that you no longer are the only person with your social security number. (It looks like those stocks, bonds, and bank accounts are gone, too, Eugene. It looks like you need to call the police.)

5 When organizing, do not throw away all your children’s school drawings and report cards. If you do, at best, they won’t care. At worst, your children will want those items to relive their experiences with their kids. (Now, what are you going to do, Erik? I suppose you could try to recreate the drawings from memory. Better yet, ask the neighbor if you can borrow theirs.)

4 When organizing, do not throw away that old portable TV. If you do, at best, you’ll never miss it. At worst, you’ll need it to see the last half of the Final Four Championship game since your internet and cell service went down. (Now, aren’t you sorry you relied on twenty-first-century technology, Enzo? Just think, you could have seen the game finish on that twentieth-century set with the rabbit ears. Now you have to wait to read the news.)

3 When organizing, do not throw away that almost new tire that you had to take off your 1978 Chevrolet to replace the front two. If you do, at best, your current car will have bigger wheels. At worst, you will have a blowout on your new vehicle, which has no spare. (See, you could have at least used that tire as a temporary solution, Earl. Well, maybe not.)

2 When organizing, do not throw away that power tool that quit working twelve years ago. If you do, at best, your new device will keep working. At worst, your new gadget will need a small clip that broke, which is unavailable at the parts store but was intact on the one you threw away. (Come on, Emiliano, this would never happen in a million years.)

1 When organizing, do not throw away those worn-out shoes. If you do, at best you’ll enjoy the closet space. At worst, once they are gone, you realize you have nothing to wear to mow the lawn and work in the garden. (Well, now, Elvin, you have a triage problem on your remaining shoes. I know there are some favorites in there, but you gotta make a choice.)

Views of the Neighborhood – Time for a Break

Photo by Radek Grzybowski on Unsplash

Happy Mother’s Day to all Mothers. I hope your day is filled with love.

As my 83rd birthday approaches and the 12th anniversary of this blog is not far off, I find that I need some time off.

I’m not sure if it is age or that for the last eleven years, I have published a post at least six days a week with only four days off.

I do know that with a new puppy and an almost-finished book, some neglected things need attention.

I have decided to take at least a week away from the blog and social media and see how it goes.

In the meantime, I will miss visiting your posts and look forward to my return.

Thank you for your support and understanding. I have turned the comments off. See you when I get back.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt – Loan/Lone

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air. In no time, the faithful and trustworthy machine produces the liquid that validates life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. One sip and the brain comes alive with the lust for travel. The alarm clock is closed and set to May 11th, 1924, in New York City.

The plunger is pulled, and we find ourselves on Broadway. New York is the culmination of a week-long benefit of the National Vaudeville Artists, Inc. Four separate shows are being held in the Hippodrome, The Metropolitan Opera House, The New Amsterdam Theater, and the Manhattan Opera House.

These four shows are the final week’s activities, which saw over fourteen hundred performances across America in support of the 20,000-member organization’s charity fundraising effort. The charity supports the health and welfare of performers and their families so that thetimesot have to secure a loan or feel like they are the loan bearer of their chabearerss in a time of need.

We could stay for the shows but have to choose which to attend. Oops, the alarm finds us back on the couch in 2024. Linda Hill has sent a text. It reads: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “loan/lone.” Use them any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use both. Have fun!

To see how other bloggers have responded to the prompt, visit Linda’s post. Here is the link: https://lindaghill.com/2024/05/10/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-11-2024/

Loan/Lone by John W. Howell ©2024

“Again,, we saw no show.”

I thought I had extended the time.”

“You would think since you are the lone operator of that thing you would get the hang of it.”

“Maybe I should loan it to you next time.”

“At least I would put enough time on it so we could see something.”

“Sadly we don’t know who was performing.”

“Yeah no kidding. I think they might have had a program in the theaters.”

“You are probibly right. The main program lists a bunch of folks.”

“Like who?”

“Full page art by cartoonists Winsor McCay, Briggs,Milt Gross, Hershfield, Goldberg and others. Includes art of Singer’s Midgets who later appeared in “The Wizard Of Oz.” Photos include: New York Giants baseball team, Al Jolson, Harry Langdon, Bill Robinson, Jack Benny, Burns & Allen, Sarah Bernhardt, Thomas Edison, and Adolph Zukor.”

“Where did you see thiis program?”

“It’s on line at https://dn790009.ca.archive.org/0/items/nvasouvenir192408nati/nvasouvenir192408nati.pdf

“Were they al performing?”

“No they were listed in the souviener program.”

“So we’ll never know.”

“Unless we go back.”

“Spare me. I have important things to do.”

“Like calling Uber?”

“Already done. He’s over there.”

Photo by Dan Antion

“That’s a 1953 Chevy. I would be pround to ride in that.”

“Well, I call shotgun so you’ll have to get in the back.”

“What is that? A station wagon?”

“I think it is a modified wagon.”

“I’ve never seen one of those.”

“We;ll. you are old enough to have done so.”

“I know. I think we better go before you age shame any more.”

“You gotta own it.”

“I’ve lived it. So I guess you are right. I think I’ll have an extra Voo Doo Ranger.”

“Me too.”

“You don’t have an excuse so get off my cloud.”

“Yes I do.”

“What?”

“I have to hang out with this old guy.”

“Very funny. Let’s go”