Time moves in uneven blocks.
The long block stretches out, sometimes in a blur. The short block flies by, leaving me wanting more...before another long block starts again. I am picturing my life as these rectangles.
Lunch break, walk out to Crow calling loudly, announcing something unknown to me. "Hello", I say and go my way. I admire his vocal strength, the beauty of the Jacaranda tree where two nests rest - waiting.
The next day, right under this spot, I find a long Crow feather. Many inches of shiny black spirit. I wonder which Crow dropped it? The one I saw?
Saturday, between the dentist and the eye doctor I spy another long Crow feather on the grass near a commercial building. I wonder if anyone else has found joy in seeing it?
Commute Time: A crate of goats in a pick-up truck, industrial area of Sun Valley, CA. Makes one wonder.
This week Lunch Drawings were of "Critters" in Capes! Monday (top left) was going to be a Dog, similar to the one I drew for Saskia. Yeah right. This one is wearing shoes of some sort 😉 I added a cape to keep drawing and thus the week began! Tuesday's "Strong Critter" is a wiggly thing with really only one muscle to see and a very wide 'second position'. Heehee. On Wednesday, I thought I'd try for a Bobcat, since some of the neighbors here saw one right outside the back door to the parking lot, by the trashcan. It's hard to tell from this pic, but one of his feet ended up looking backwards. 🤣 The fact that I stink at drawing somehow cracks me up. On Thursday, that poor Rabbit-like thing got blown off his feet! Ears were easy, but how to draw arms in a gust of wind?! ha And last of all, Friday, the jaunty lil Piggy did a song and dance for me. I wanted to add a top hat, but I didn't want to hide his ears, so I left well enough alone.
I wonder what will come out of my pen next week?
Also in this moleskin journal are the lyrics to a few songs that I like to sing, that we love, that I often forget some of the words to. Friday before work I sang them to myself. What a good place to be, right?! Drawing and singing.
I spontaneously remembered that I have this small "Airline Bag" that belonged to my son. It was bought at a yard sale for change. With it in the photo you see "Farmer Man" also bought at a yard sale at a very old house on the town square, Minden, NV, 1982. He cost 10 cents and my two year old son paid, handing the kind elder a shiny dime. His doll "Baby" (whom I've written about before) came from that same house/lady. She had many antique dolls. Farmer Man has been a staple in my house ever since.
Anyway, the Airline Bag (with the "L" pronounced as a "Y", because he did not have the "L" sound yet) was a favorite for car rides...just big enough to take a few goodies with him and a great way to learn how to work zippers! He had another one (can't think of the airline) that was a bit bigger, but this one the first and his favorite.
Any little figures, like Farmer Man, whether they were human or animal or something else altogether, were called "friends". Both of my children had a large amount of these lil bits of fun! Some came from McDonalds 'Happy Meals' - remember those? Do they still do that? I've been away from that world for a very long time. Farmer Man is the last and just waiting for his new small friend, Orlo.
Back to airlines...do you remember those old Western Airline commercials..."the only way to fly" ~ and then the flash of destinations on the tail wing? You can watch one (10 seconds) HERE. Our dear family friend made a game of trying to guess the locations, before they flashed on the TV at the close of the commercial. Ah, back when TV was new, charming even. sigh.
I went to the dentist and got my new glasses this weekend. I like them, even if the tightness needs adjusting. They are different colors than I usually get, which is fun. I may be kinda hard to tell, but I did not want to put a giant me here!
May you try something new
May you hold onto the old that you still love
May you float away in a beautiful blue sky
xo
Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2023
