Sunday, August 19, 2018


This is a post for record keeping
It can also be a post for sharing.

Books to the ceiling,
Books to the sky
My pile of books is a mile high.
How I love them!   
How I need them
I’ll have a long beard by the time I read them
 -Arnold Lobel

Recently there was a FB thing involving posting your favorite book cover, with no explanation.  I had planned on doing that.
But, instead I decided to post some of my favorites (with links) here, in case I need to locate that information easily and quickly.
Because, this conversation has come up with coworkers a few times recently.
And just because I want to.

Feel free to share your own favorites in the comments if you like.

~In no particular order~

 *Note* This is one of the most amazing men I've ever read about.
He will help you put some things into perspective and inspire gratitude.

"What I like in a good author is not what he says

but what he whispers."
-Logan Pearsall Smith

*Note*  Someone here Saskia, Mo? turned me on to this book and I adore it!  
So, thank you whoever you are!
I'm re-reading it (for the third time) again right now ☺

  "Wear the old coat and buy the new book."
-Austin Phelps

*Note* This has been made into a movie, which I have not seen, but heard it was really well done.  I almost always say:  "read the book first" and "the book is better"

How many a man has dated a new era in his life

from the reading of a book.

-Henry David Thoreau

A week on the Concord River


*Note* Sadly Amy Krouse Rosenthal died of ovarian cancer March 13, 2017.  You can check out some of her other books and projects here.
She created some amazing 'things'!  This book is such an original idea!  
I'm so in love with it!  She even inspired me to write some of my own personal Encyclopedia entries!

"Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore."
 ---Henry Ward Beecher

*Note* Again: book first, then movie.  When I saw the movie the first time I was so disappointed because I felt like they had left 'so much' out...
but, now after seeing the movie so many times, 
the acting has totally won me over and I no longer remember what was left out!!

*Note* If you want to read something of a mystic love-life story, this is it.  
It is an escape from it reading that I've enjoyed.  I also read/enjoyed her "Summer of Glorious Madness", but this is the one I return to.

*Note* I read this book when my kids were young (RL 8-12yr).  
I always liked it way more than them! 
That is probably because of the Native American component. ☺
Anyway, to me a good read is a good read, no matter the intended/target age.

"Reading makes immigrants of us all--it takes us away from
home, but more important, it finds homes for us everywhere."
                       ---Hazel Rochman

*Note* I picked up this YA book on a whim, because the title and the cover caught my eye.
I love homemade, authentic whirligigs!  Some of you may remember the one J. made me.

Whirligig: Indian in Canoe

*Note* I bought this book for mere change in a small town outside of Carson City, NV in 1980, while pregnant with my firstborn (son).  I read it while trying to survive the hottest summer in history (at the time...probably not now!!) for that Northern Nevada area.  There I lay, on the couch, sweltering, 8 months pregnant and laughing my ass off!  It was the perfect read to both escape and be in sympathy with as I managed to endure the living conditions of my current residence!  There's nothing like a 25 year old mobile home on 2 acres in 1980!!
More about that, perhaps, another day!
This was also a movie,
which I remembered after reading the book.

"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend...inside a dog, it's too dark to read." Groucho Marx, famous literary philosopher

Here are a few other selections, minus the photos since I don't own them.

*Note* I saw this at the library and her name caught my eye, since I lived in Nevada!
How silly!  Anyway, it turned out to be a great, very suspenseful book!  I've only read this one in the series, but I've not forgotten it.  I think it stuck with me because in the very early pages of the book, something takes place that leaves you CAN the book go on from THIS???  I wondered!  I also was drawn to the area in which the story takes place.
Take a look, you may like it too.

"A room without books is like a body without a soul."
 Marcus Tullius Cicero (106-43 BC),
Roman statesman, orator, philosopher  

I am a real sucker for books in which the main character 'takes off'.  By this I mean, goes walk about, goes traveling, generally just 'leaves it all behind'.
I liked the first few in this series, but for me the later books lost my interest.  
Anyway, I liked this because 
it's a walking book and because it is just such a fantasy book, 
in the way things work out.  Total escape.

And there's this one, which I liked because of her bravery and 
I could imagine some of the locations.
I was not this wild brave after my divorce!

And this sweet one, which I read after following their story on FB.
Aging, illness and grace...we could all take a lesson.

There have been others, but their titles are no longer lodged in my brain.  
If you know of any good traveling books, let me know! 

This is one I picked up in and independent grocery store while visiting the adored Pacific Grove, CA.  I was attracted because it is written by a local author about a place I love.  The simplicity and charm kept me reading.  In fact, I picked it up again last night when I wanted comfort and escape before bed.  No photo of my tattered copy, which has been read more than once and mailed back and forth to a dear friend.  You may like it too ☺

For the sake of learning and personal growth or self-reflection, 
some books are just great resources!  I've often shared these titles with others.
Disclaimer: I've much or most of each book, but not necessarily all of each book.
yet, I still believe they are sound choices.

Pretty much anything (books, TEDX talks etc) by Brene Brown

For sensory sensitive folks:
Years ago, I actually stumbled onto this and had a great A-Ha moment!
So, this is what I'm about!  
then I found this one:

"I suggest that the only books that influence us

are those for which we are ready,

and which have gone a little further down our particular path

than we have gone ourselves."
-E. M. Forster

For those needing hospice support:
These books came to me via my sister as our mama moved through hospice.
I ended up finishing them after she passed and  found great support within the pages.
I learned so much and was put at ease through a difficult life experience.
I highly recommend them.

 "When you read a book as a child, it becomes a part of your identity in a way that no other reading in your whole life does." - Kathleen, in "You've Got Mail"

I'll leave you with my first literary love affair.
As a very young girl, my mama (a book lover herself) read me Winnie the Pooh.
As she read the last words, closing the imaginative story in my mind, bringing to a close the treasured time of personal closeness and magic...
I looked up at her and said, "Read it again mama".
Hence my nickname of Nancy Pooh.
She later read me The House at Pooh Corner,
continuing the love fest! 
You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I, you can never be --
I had a mother who read to me.

-Strickland Gillilan

 I hope you've enjoyed this lengthy, even if it is not totally complete, book tour!
I'm glad I took the time to put this information all in one place.

Happy Reading!
  Photos by NAE ©2018

I meant to include this one:
The Wild Trees 
I loved this book AND I learned so much!!! 
If you love nature, trees and learning,
give this one a try.
I sure wish I know what I did with my copy ;) 

Oh my gosh!!  How did I forget to add this treasure?
This book was given to me by a dear friend, who loves a good story.
It holds amazing artwork and deep meaning.
It holds one of our favorite quotes!
Crow and Weasel 
“I would ask you to remember only this
one thing,” said Badger.
“The stories people tell have a way of
taking care of them.  If stories come to
you, care for them.  And learn to give
them away where they are needed. 
Sometimes a person needs a story more
than food to stay alive.  That is why we
put these stories in each other’s memory. 
This is how people care for themselves. 
One day you will be good storytellers. 
Never forget these obligations.”
-Barry Lopez
Crow and Weasel


Sunday, August 12, 2018

Random Thoughts

You know how thoughts are, they pop in here and there.  
Stay for a while.  
Revisit when they are so inclined.

I suppose they are never truly "random" though. 
Or are they?  That is one of those words thrown out there a lot, not always correctly.

Kind of like "irony" too.

Anyway, I thought I'd capture some of those thoughts, just for fun.
Maybe for posterity, as they say in Princess Bride.
Or maybe because what does one DO with these thoughts?

Like...this morning I woke remembering a vacation from the mid-late1990's (can't quite recall when and it doesn't when Dee recently asked if it was odd that she did not remember taking a house photo, just one of those things).  Anyway, this trip was with one friend to visit another friend in her new home, Lake Havasu, AZ.
It was my friend's first ever vacation without her husband and mine as a girlfriends trip after my divorce, she drove.  Havasu is a very different kind of place than I would choose, but our friend had guest rooms, knew of a good little pizza place, new building projects to share and a birthday to celebrate.  So, why not?  It was time to be brave and have fun. I've always been glad I went and today I wonder why I woke with this trip on my mind.

Recent moon & Venus
Trippy picture!

The days I drive to work (not carpool), I take surface streets ~ staying away from the crazy drivers on local freeways.  It is my familiar drive with my eyes falling on certain folks and landmarks.  New things or people pop up, grabbing my interest.  Old people and landmarks go away, causing me to ponder why?  The two 'folks' I wrote about way back when, under the label of some folks have not been seen since I posted those two posts.  Why?  Where did they go after so many months on the street, in the exact same spot?  Don't you find that curious?

Curb feelers! Ha

 After seeing those 'folks' as regulars for so long, not seeing them was kind of ...
I don't know what the word would be...surprising, unsettling (that sounds rather silly)...
but that feeling when something always there is gone.  Poof, as Jude says.
Later, there was another corner...other people.  There was a group of 4-5 men, everyday, same corner ~ on a bench by a library or directly across the street on a bus bench.  They sat.  They talked, surrounded by their belongings.  
One day, the guy with the shoulder length hair, worn long and in his face...
One day he was not among the group.  He was not there for many, many days.
I wondered where he could be? 
Then, suddenly one day he was back...wearing hospital scrubs and sitting in a wheelchair.
For weeks, he sat again among the group, blue scrubs and long hair.
One day, again, he was gone.  They were all gone. 
Between the bus benches, sat an empty wheelchair.


Lately, same corner, there is a new group spending time.

One becomes two
Then become a few
Men joined by a lone woman
Belongings marking home, 3 feet square
Four or five come together
to spend their days and nights

 I notice as I go by
Peach pieces

I haven't walked as I should lately.
Here are my reasons excuses:
  1. Heat
  2. Air quality
  3. Tired
  4. Sick
  5. Not having my own car at lunch changes things (whatever the heck THAT means!!)
I really need to get back to walking.
PS Does anyone else remember that old comedy bit about "Why is it always 'Sick and tired?  Why not one or the other, but always both?' ~ Or something like that.  I think of it every time I used the phrase: Sick and Tired
Do you ever 'go back' and re-read your own old posts?
Every now and then, usually when looking for something in particular,
I read an old post.  It is actually an interesting exercise as a writer or photographer or
connected to self-reflection or personal history.  Anyway, I did a bit of that lately and guess what I learned about myself?  I have often in the past posted long thought-filled, wordy things...
and then usually don't go back with any kind of a conclusion or follow-up (except when it was about my eyes).  So, how annoying would that be to see so many quilt ideas started or questions asked or things contemplated with no closure!?! 
Probably not at all, really.  We all have such busy lives, yes?
I think this blog turns out to be not a 'conversation' per se or an accurate time sensitive, chronological journal,
but instead, a moment in time, here and there.
That's enough.
However, if you were wondering what I did with that old pottery from this post went in the trash.  No regrets!
And the books I wanted to let go of...gone!  Given to friends or donated.  No regrets!
Last, but not least, the thing-a-ma-jig ??  It is still there, but for how long?! Ha
Yes, none of this matters in the "grand scheme of things" ~ as my mama used to say.
Tomorrow is her birthday.  She would be 90 years old!  
Hard to believe.  Harder to believe she will be gone 10 years in October.

I still miss her every day.  She's been in my dreams recently and I'm glad for that.

Mama Rose bush in bloom

 Seen on a work walk
Shining in the mid-day sun
One plus one plus one
 I don't like mushrooms.  It's a consistency thing.
Spongy ~ Squishy

As a kid, I was so unsure of mushrooms or toadstools
that they all left me scared.
Someone put the 'fear' in me.  
Kind of like the 'fear' of  poisonous Oleander that grew in the back laundry area next to the incinerator.  Which, by the way, was kind of creepy itself, in a "Bad Seed" kind of way!
Anyway, I digress.
How do you KNOW if they are poisonous? 
I steered clear of any wild growing treats or threats!!
However, I made bunches of them in Jr. High art class.
Nothing like a clay mushroom! ☺
On the other hand, I've always been nuts for Sunflowers!
And I so love these that grow by my work.
The color is so deep and rich.  I love how the light shines through. 

Rusty Dream
Shhh...I'm sleeping!


On my work walks, I revel in the beauty of the flowers, birds or sky.
It is a time to step away.  A time to be me.
It is a time when I chat with one of my dearest, long-time friends. 
We haven't connected as much recently and I miss her voice.  I miss her.
I'll email this post to her, so she can see the flowers she's missed recently

The long view
Standing tall
 Recently I heard. or read, or something...
a millennial said that it was or had succulents and that's "what we millennials do".
That cracked me up, as it seems true, doesn't it?
 This rose is the one I really wanted to tell my friend about.
Isn't it gorgeous? 

Well, I guess that's enough rambling for tonight. 
Tomorrow perhaps I will walk at work or notice things or ponder all I see.
May you have days that fill you.

I wonder what Goose will be wearing?
Photos by NAE ©2018

Last Thing First

Inspired by Dee's past post, I'm doing my own...waaay after the fact!  I haven't been too current or frequent in my posting.  Nor have I been too current or frequent in my blog reading.  I've been on a different, quite unproductive, tangent.  It is okay.  I suppose there is a season for everything.

On Saturday June 30th, we attended our local March for the Children...
"Families Belong Together"
right here in our own Valley!  This was really something as we live in a Republican Rich area, so to Even Have a March Here was Something!  We were not only glad to March here for that simple reason of it shockingly being here at all,
but for the more selfish (at least I can speak for me) reason that I did not have to deal with the getting to and being in the one in downtown LA.

Okay, enough of the logistics.  We went because among all of the other things we believe in, and among all of the other things we can't stand about this administration and their beliefs, policies (do they have those?) and their Actions...
This was for the CHILDREN!
And children is what I've been about since I was nine years old.
It's what I do everyday.
Children and Families and Staff...humanity.


The turnout was WAY MORE people than we expected for a local event.
We were pleasantly surprised here was so much diversity represented.
Old  ↔ Young  ↔ Middle-aged 
 ↔Varied income (guessing here!), skin color, level of participation, level of health and religious beliefs  ↔

 ↔ Just about, maybe 500 people standing up for CHILDREN and Families  ↔
The crowd begins to grow
Protest sign
In the moment

Every age and mode of marching!


We marched on both sides of the street...there were lots of folks!
There was a drummer, keeping the beat going!
Protest shirt

Here, here

Starting young

Lots of emphasis on appropriate VOTING!

Creative expression

Katie Hill
Katie Hill spoke passionately from the heart.

So did Christy Smith and Brad Sherman (from our neighboring Valley).

Well, I almost completed this whole post in one sitting, in a timely manner.

Okay,  I'm back after days and days of work, exhaustion and illness...
along with just plain old not getting it done.

During all these days, thoughts have swirled in my head.

Ideas Shared
For some, maybe an A-Ha moment, yes?

Protest family

The children shall lead??

Shouting it out!

At the close of the speeches, the organizer's daughter (I believe) 
led us off for the return walk with the familiar call and response chant:


"This is what democracy looks like!"


"This is what democracy looks like!"

"This is what democracy looks like!"
As the day closes, we were so grateful to have attended, so proud to act on our strong beliefs...and  so full of passion.
J. and I discussed the pros and cons of the young activist 
and the children attending with their own range of knowledge and understanding.
I'm glad for the families that feel this is an important enough issue to educate their young ones.  I'm glad there will be a next generation of those with a social conscience.  Overall, I was pleased to see the huge turnout and be a part of it.
The next day, I went with a friend to see "Won't You be My Neighbor?"
the new(ish) documentary movie about Mr. Fred Rogers.  I've seen it a second time since then.  If you haven't seen it yet...and you can...DO!  It is so worth your time and money.

That weekend, I was filled with warm love feelings from the joining of many to support children and families...from the true gem that is Mr. Rogers, so beautifully shared in this film.  The whole "Love Wins" or "Love trumps Hate" thing.
However, one scene, towards the end of the movie, has really stuck with me in a way I didn't expect.  Mr. Rogers is talking about seeing young children holding hateful signs protesting during that era.
This led me to further consider the role of young children today, in the hopes of a better tomorrow.  I kept thinking: What if the children holding handmade signs were supporters to the 'other side'?  How would I feel then?  Do those parents have a right to teach their young their equally passionately held beliefs, when they clearly, truly believe them to be fact, to be right?  When are the ideas of the children, really those of the adults?  Who has the right to lead, mold, inspire and how?
Of course, you can probably guess where a lot of this pondering led me, especially upon seeing the twin girls and other children at the recent rally in PA.
But, it is always good to keep an open mind and to entertain many ideas.
Even if you return pretty much right where you started.
I find it fitting that I've managed to finish this off on the one year anniversary 
of the protests in  Charlottesville, while protest attempt to rage in DC.
The low turnout there had me chuckling, as did this protest sign from today:
May your days be filled with love, goodness and something to believe in.
Photos by NAE ©2018