<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:27:56.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SylviaS</title><subtitle type='html'>My feet totter along the path of the unusual...which is probably why I have the partner I do, Jonathan. Throw in a mutt, piles of books and art makings, and there you have it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-116598162310523723</id><published>2006-12-12T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:47:03.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes for the holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sylviasometimes/315760239/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/105/315760239_2e6e66a6ec_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 90%; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sylviasometimes/315760239/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sylviasometimes/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yikers! It can't have been so long since I was here!  But it has been a twirlywhirly time, to be sure. Sad happenings...one of our nurses had a very quick run of cancer and lost the battle.  Another of our nurses, the rolling chair scooted out from under and she smashed her head on the hard linoleum floor...first an intercranial headbleed...then a stroke. For a few weeks she was one of our patients! Heartbreaking...she is 41 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Then crazy mischief occurred.  As I was outside the house seeing Jon off for a walk, this teener casually walked up and slipped into my car...right there in front of us!  Jon went flying over to the car, banging on the windows, yelling "What do ya think you are doing?!!! Get outta there!". Well, cool as a cucumber, the guy slowly got out and started walking away. We didn't pursue him as we were too stunned...and didn't know if he might have some weapon!  A few feet away the guy had the cheek to turn around and give Jon a dirty look! Uh oh...trouble. This was right before Thanksgiving.  Well, the day before Thanksgiving I came home from work and again parked my car out front. When I was leaving for work the next 6:00 AM,  someone had smashed into the side of my car!  Maybe a coincidence...maybe not. But the police couldn't do anything...no witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;Know what...ordinarily I would have been totally miffed...but the earlier happenings I mentioned put things into perspective. At least no one was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, but one more thing...was taking pictures (imagine that! ;-) when all of a sudden the lens came half out and froze.  Well I pulled &amp; I tugged, and that baby wasn't budging.  Stronger tactics needed! Out come knives, pliers...groans, and a few choice words later, I conceded that my camera was indeed ready for the emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it can be "healed"...but at the factory....weeks and weeks of waiting!!!  I tried not to whine but I felt like my best friend had just left town...for good!  Jonathan took pity and graciously, wonderfully, miraculously bought me a new one for Christmas...and let me have it as an early gift. Hey, he can be tought at times!!!  So much to learn about it but much better quality and ability to do what I want with images...hopefully it will show as I learn.&lt;br /&gt;So...Christmas tree is up and trimmed...and the advent candles lit.&lt;br /&gt;Time to remember what this season is all about...and to remember&lt;br /&gt;there are so many brothers &amp; sisters out there having a really hard time...so...time to give...patience, love, understanding, tolerance, and if all possible, something to help it be a sweeter day for them.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I've rambled again...sure feels good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;Roger...sending you Love and Hugs...hope your holidays are chock full of good times and music and poetry...&lt;br /&gt;Michael...Hazel...if you see this...only the best wishes to two of the best people I've had the pleasure to meet.&lt;br /&gt;And to the rest of you...wherever you are...Peace...Joy...and some Rockin' good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-116598162310523723?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/116598162310523723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=116598162310523723' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/116598162310523723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/116598162310523723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2006/12/wishes-for-holidays.html' title='Wishes for the holidays...'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-115500631901873743</id><published>2006-08-07T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:05:19.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinyl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/205663121/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/79/205663121_291a25b14c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 90%; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/205663121/"&gt;Vinyl&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, Michael came up with this new fun toy...making fake records...and everyone seems to be having fun with it. Here's my go at it! And since the weather has been like a frying pan, I head towards water every chance I get...river, pond, ocean...heck, the sprinkler if that's all I can get. BUT...already the light is changing &amp; a subtle night cooling...fall is no too far off.  SO got a nice pair of Wellies...pumpkin colour. These are the Hunter ones, made in Scotland and I think they will work out great.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what your thoughts are about the situation between Israel &amp; Lebanon is...but for weeks I've woken up to news of more shellings, bombs, and people being killed. No one is "winning", nothing is being resolved...and I don't believe it will be as long as their way of responding. So, I've done the only thing I can do and made several pieces for different groups I thought were meaningful...just as a united voice. Maybe if enough people speak out, the powers that be will listen. Don't know what else to do!&lt;br /&gt;Music...latest CD's I've gotten &amp; really like are James Blunt (back to bedlam) and Richard Ashcroft (Keys to the World)...both have some fine listenin' &amp; very good lyrics. Also at the arts festival, got to hear some foot-stomping fiddle playing cajun...that'll get those elbows swinging!&lt;br /&gt;Saw first part of brit series The Singing Detective....never heard of it before but everyone kept raving...well, it's different all right &amp; didn't fall asleep...but need to see more before I know what to think.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime really really soon, I need to book room in London...and maybe Cardiff or Cornwall...decision/action time.&lt;br /&gt;OH! Did you hear the Pope has the flu? that bird flu?! Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;the Cardinal told me!  :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ok all you dreamers out there...have a cool nite where ever you are...and...Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-115500631901873743?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115500631901873743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=115500631901873743' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/115500631901873743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/115500631901873743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2006/08/vinyl.html' title='Vinyl'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-115464721991560895</id><published>2006-08-03T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:20:20.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiddling around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/194673373/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/77/194673373_83e0c5b777_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 90%; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/194673373/"&gt;Fiddling around&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, after a long interlude, here I am...yeah, been fiddling around...&lt;br /&gt;Here, lots of good music...local arts festival...Hey, what's that music?! Someone is playing a fiddle...sweet, I mean...like you're body is jigglin and those feet doing the 2 step &amp; ya didn't even know how!  If you like cajun, bluegrass, appalachian ground roots music, listen to the link Art Nahpro put on...guaranteed!&lt;br /&gt;Holy Schomolly...the garden's gone Kaboom all at once! Well, we've either been steaming or paddling here...nuttso weather...just need to be a nudist and carry a big umbrella!&lt;br /&gt;Finally finally a brilliant day...head off to Plum Island Nature Reserve...armed with old 35 Minolta SR T 102 camera &amp; MD 75-200/45 zoom lens. Carrying the big guns...well to me. Going for birds &amp; butterflies.  Wouldn't you know those birds must have been 201 cause it wasn't happenin. Someone had a telescope set up on some bird though that made it look like it could peck you on the nose.  Ok Ok, so it's going to be butterflies...oh, and they were gorgeous &amp; plentiful.   Shot up a roll in no time and folks let me tell you...I KNOW there are some once in a lifetime pics in there.  Well, outta film &amp; eyeballing now considered dinky little digital camera &amp; decide what the heck...let's go swimming in the ocean.  No, of course we hadn't dressed for it!  No stopping this lady...cool, cool, more cool. Jonathan used sense &amp; just walked the beach &amp; climbed over stones alongside me.  Let me say I was reminded on the walk...long walk...back to the car, that sand has a way of getting into all kinds of unmentionable places...think sandpaper!  Almost dry back at the car so decide to head back to the mainland for lunch at Michael's restaurant...overlooks the harbour.  Hide your eyes &amp; cover your ears, all ye true veggans!  I ordered a 1 1/2 lb lobstah!  Out comes a Caesar Salad big enough for a meal on it's own...take a few bites and deligate to Jon...cause hot hot steamy fresh rolls just came up.  Get off 2 bites then here comes big boy!  Ready for him! Only...next to him is piled haricot verdes &amp; julienne steamed carrots.  Take a bite...ahhhhh. Excellent! But I know is either the lobster or them....I reach for the nut cracker. Out comes a platter of onion rings to die for.  Mouth just sorts gapes about then...How, I mean HOW do they think anyone could eat all that? Do they think people have washtubs for bellies?!!! That was it...settled back for a nice glass of Pino Grigio &amp; just watched the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;Time to head back home...drop off the film so can be picked up one hour later...soooooo excited I will have some really cool images to share with you.   Turns out the film was for *&amp;1@X*!!!  slides!!!  Jon had been taking some for his work resume &amp; forgot that was what was in the camera.  And film was Kodachrome, which can't even be developed here. Has to be mailed to Timbuktu practically for development....then made into prints.  Well, S**T happens...whatcha going to do...anyway, got trip coming up to UK...been way too long since I was there so that is what I am working on now...A flickr friend was just in London and found so many new awesome sculptures &amp; must see things that I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way it is in Boston tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...Peace.  Good Music. Good Laughs to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-115464721991560895?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115464721991560895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=115464721991560895' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/115464721991560895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/115464721991560895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2006/08/fiddling-around.html' title='Fiddling around'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-113756433044633094</id><published>2006-01-18T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T01:05:30.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Places to Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/87266265/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/87266265_a6dac99994_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 90%; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/87266265/"&gt;Places to Go...&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been brought to my attention that I've been a bit like a lumpy slug pulling on its thermals. Well, there's a lot to be crammed in there, let me tell ya...there's the assembly line of untold clippings piled on the kitchen counter...Why did I not notice the soup I was making was beginning to send the Morris code? I knew all those lost snippings would show up! Ah, walks to the river...frozen now...watching the gulls gallop across to the tune of "Blazing Saddles", or was it Mortenza's Waltz?  Out to an Irish pub...friends doing a gig...my body now in morgaritis from doing the jig...Mail from Art Nahpro. Ha, I've won his quiz...beautiful pen and ink of a horse. Don't think he has a clue that I've owned and ridden horses since I was knee-high so was serendipity. Well, not in the last 7 years since here...sweet memories still.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find something to cook in the state of the art pot I got for Xmas...big enough to bath in, it is! I've got it...I'll open a spa. Relax in your favorite herb...shall it be thyme (there's always time) or are you feeling sage tonight? (that's 50 pence a phrophesy).&lt;br /&gt;Mean time...hey, we've got places to go! Come on! You haven't seen anything yet!&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...it's a new day!&lt;br /&gt;So, that's the way it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-113756433044633094?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113756433044633094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=113756433044633094' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113756433044633094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113756433044633094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/places-to-go.html' title='Places to Go...'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-113209725974087341</id><published>2005-11-15T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:07:16.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed Giecek Envelope 15 Nov 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/63663650/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/33/63663650_e4a842f824_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/63663650/"&gt;Ed Giecek Envelope 15 Nov 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;A yuck wet, cold, windy day...well, until the post came. Could have been a blizzard and I'd be smiling cuz mail from Ed is so way cool. That the packet was crammed with more and yet more goodies had me doing a Celtic jig.&lt;br /&gt;If you like Celtic, try Run Rig. But I just put on my new bootleg Dylan (another gift from Ed), listened to the banjo picking and Dylan pouring on the soul. Something I miss about most new groups...lyrics that say nothing. Sometimes a nice rhythym but music should offer more.&lt;br /&gt;Talked with Jon at the Cape (Truro) earlier...all the guys arrived and are doing their thing. Which at this job is turning a client's home into what they pictured in their mind. When it's done, Jon will make sure it's all gleamy new.&lt;br /&gt;Not an easy task, working with and in part "reading" what a client really wants. Jon excels in this.&lt;br /&gt;So tonite it's a grilled cheese sandwich and split pea soup. I tend to go more veggie when on my own. Since there is little entertainment-wise in Truro, Jon took his computer. So it really looks bare in his side of the computer room and I really do feel "on my own." Luckily, I've managed to learn to manage quite well during these times. I actually hear a bird pecking on the windowsill and know to check the feeder. New books ready to dive into...and an overflowing file of clippings ready to be set to paper.&lt;br /&gt;Oops, that glob of glue on yer face was not intended...but do you mind rubbing your cheek against this cutout here? We do recycling here.&lt;br /&gt;Well, wherever you are, hope the plumbling is working. We don't want any accidents there! Peace to each of you...and hope your feet are tapping to the sound of music. Surrender to the night...surrender to the light.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-113209725974087341?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113209725974087341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=113209725974087341' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113209725974087341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113209725974087341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/11/ed-giecek-envelope-15-nov-2005.html' title='Ed Giecek Envelope 15 Nov 2005'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-113201103027283768</id><published>2005-11-14T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T20:02:59.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/62570244/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/24/62570244_811b677895_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/62570244/"&gt;Music Talks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Dad loved music, especially jazz...so I probably listened to BB King and the likes with a pacifier poked in my mouth. Thing is, even then, it talked to me. Dear ole Mum saw to it that I saw people from all over...tried their cuisine and listened to the local music. And to what they had to say. Learned to love the food, music, and definitely question what our newspapers had to report. Too many a journalists learned too late that honest reporting wasn't to be tolerated. What?! In the US?! If you believe what you read, you haven't stepped out yer door except to water the flowers. Not saying that isn't important too.&lt;br /&gt;So Jon has taken off to the Cape for a week...not without taking his computor and the extra TV. This is work...I imagine a house full of guys, each easily overstimulated, doing their own version of "One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest". But with precision. And in musical harmony. They are artists first!&lt;br /&gt;My collage just speaks to the way I "see" music. It's true you don't have to know the words to understand the meaning of music-no matter where it comes from. But what I concede is that with knowledge of the language, you will hear music that tells of the times as surely as art records it.&lt;br /&gt;But I also think trying to play this keyboard might be a bit tricky! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Wheverever you are...smile, laugh, cry...listen to the music. You'll hear something that expresses what you feel.&lt;br /&gt;Take care...Peace to you tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-113201103027283768?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113201103027283768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=113201103027283768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113201103027283768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113201103027283768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/11/music-talks.html' title='Music Talks'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-113167081706623302</id><published>2005-11-10T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:37:11.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Mums...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/61363913/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/26/61363913_92d191eb2b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/61363913/"&gt;Wild Mums...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Suddenly, way pass time, out comes all this scrumptidelicious fall colour...and yes in New England it can be spectacular...and after a few days, redundant. Now don't get me wrong but maybe it's oversaturation. So, I look out my back window and..OMG, what's that?! I see tremendous clumps of pink? No way! These wild mums had just taken over my neighbors back yard and I want to tell you, it is refreshing! Plus he invited me to help myself for indoor flowers. So life is sweet and colourful..but...!!!&lt;br /&gt;Did you bother to look at todays headlines? Did you notice that people are being blow to bits...because the US thinks it needs to tell the world how to run it's business. Democracy...well it's worked here ok but didn't anyone ever pay attention in World Politics? It's a different culture and yes there needs improvement...but it will never be another little US . Atrocities have and do occur. Know what...it isn't only in "those" countries. I just wish we would stop killing and being killed...and could find the peace to be able to appreciate each other..the wonderful musk of a flower. Sound trite? Try it...&lt;br /&gt;But...the world warbles on...tika tika tika...and what should appear but...OMG, someone has taken the time to look at our children. Yes, children deserve the time (and need it!) to be children. And there is nothing better than Roger Stevens innocent, fun and laughs in his new book. Roger just opens up yer eyes. check out his site.&lt;br /&gt;And if you've come across a quite handsome pollywog lately...I might want to trade.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy natures gift...for us cheapskates, it's a bargain.&lt;br /&gt;Look &amp; look &amp;amp;amp; look. You'll be amazed.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...well, I didn't tell you to go there! ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-113167081706623302?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113167081706623302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=113167081706623302' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113167081706623302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113167081706623302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/11/wild-mums.html' title='Wild Mums...'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-113130267598816935</id><published>2005-11-06T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:51:19.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare...collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/60383167/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/25/60383167_c737416caf_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/60383167/"&gt;Dare...collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So yesterday we headed off to the Peabody Museum for the much promoted Taj Mahal exhibit, which frankly was a disappointment. Rather small, a few good photos and nice inlaid tile piece but not what we expected. But a great aerial photo show (forget the photgraphers name)...as a pilot he realised that lines do not appear in nature...but only when man has intervened. His shots supported that and were pretty amazing. Later on to a local artist opening at the Clark Gallery in Lincoln...Donald Saph. Wonderful light in woodsy scenes, and the appearance of this strange thin little man with a hat in many of the paintings. Knew instantly that is was the artist and he later confirmed that. Donald also illustrates childrens books and I was able to get one. Unusual, it also has a CD of music with it. Haven't had time to check that out. Then finally on to the market. We picked out the makings for a wonderful meal, but since we had had a large Japanese lunch, no one was hungry. Happens every time so I don't know why we bother...go figure. As for collages, there is the same dilema as with mailart...handwork,cut &amp; pasting is very rewarding, but digital offers some other possiblities. For me, I like blending layers. Same could be done with paper but it takes a lot more resources for the materials needed. To be honest, working with paper, paint, etc. does give one more satisfaction ( I think).&lt;br /&gt;Time flies &amp;amp; I've not accomplished nearly as much as I wanted to today.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...stay safe and dry. But better keep an oar close just in case. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-113130267598816935?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113130267598816935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=113130267598816935' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113130267598816935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113130267598816935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/11/darecollage.html' title='Dare...collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-113089387383881549</id><published>2005-11-01T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T20:12:35.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well blow me over !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/57290787/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/28/57290787_1399a6f997_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/57290787/"&gt;Well blow me over !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, totally messed up the wake-up call in changing to DST...didn't matter as I've the day off to romp about...but I quess one should really know the time. Time...well it comes and goes faster and just when I think it is bikini weather (well, once upon a time) it's drag out the snow gear. And I've read a totally honest account of a marines tour in Iraq (One Bullet Away, by Nathaniel Flick). He never said he agreed with the politics or reason for being there...just a mission to do his assignment with honour and give his men the best leadership possible in the situation. Protect each man under his guard. Why would I reach such a book? My Dad was a Marine. He loved his men and managed to keep all in touch after the war...they came from all over to a beach in Florida, to share once again that special relationship that they only can understand. Dad died there...but I know in my heart it was with the people he loved most. And, I wanted to try to understand some of that. He made each occasion a celebration...camera in hand...because it captures a special moment. Today, so many years later, I also carry a camera...and at times make art...to celebrate life. That pigeon up there is looking suspicious...and it's a mighty wind. One could get glaceed in a heartbeat. Pidgeon Pie anyone? We are WAY too civilised, and will settle for lentil soup, and chickpea salad...and nan. Where ever you are...Popeye will fend off the demons. Sleep tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-113089387383881549?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113089387383881549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=113089387383881549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113089387383881549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113089387383881549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-blow-me-over.html' title='Well blow me over !'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-113080517455379729</id><published>2005-10-31T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T14:54:22.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/57857287/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/32/57857287_3e6626de72_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/57857287/"&gt;Looking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow, how could a month have passed?! So poor Jonathan has sneezing wheezing and been all out of sorts the last few days, but finally came back to life! Meanwhile the idiotic administrators at work seem to care nothing about patient care and pile up more paperwork on nurses...it's frustrating! But hey, we had a gorgeous snow...light fluffy...wonderful to walk about in snapping pictures. Tonight we've had visits from dracula, samurai, and evil souls...with a fluffy bear and Ninja Turtle thrown in. Too funny to see the grown men around racing to give the treators goodies...they are kids themselves &amp;amp; it's lovely.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the door bell is ringing again so off I go...Wherever you are, don't let the ghouls get ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-113080517455379729?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113080517455379729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=113080517455379729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113080517455379729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/113080517455379729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/10/looking.html' title='Looking'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112807388418811036</id><published>2005-09-30T05:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T20:34:52.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Study in Pink 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/47934722/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/33/47934722_f47410d6f3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/47934722/"&gt;Study in Pink 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A strange sleepless night. With Kitty dying, then Sue, then my bike being ripped off, then the burglary...I feel empty. I sit down to do a collage and nothing comes. I know this will change...but for tonight, I struggle. Tomorrow I will remember that my losses are so little when compared to so many. My heart goes out to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112807388418811036?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112807388418811036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112807388418811036' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112807388418811036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112807388418811036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/09/study-in-pink-4.html' title='Study in Pink 4'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112777004880988525</id><published>2005-09-26T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:27:28.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Leigh Collaged Bday card Sept 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/46784368/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/46784368_44c0fc2148_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 90%; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/46784368/"&gt;Michael Leigh Collaged Bday card Sept 2005&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, back from Montreal &amp; Ottaway. If you haven't been to Montreal...stop!!!Right now start looking for a way to go, cuz it's an experience you won't forget. Why...food, charm, atmosphere, culture, Biodome, Insectorium, Botanical gardens...and did I mention shopping? Wherever you walk, you are sure to find fabulous little shops to browse, musicians on the street to entertain,and the people-watching is guaranteed to keep your interest. So, I did a little experiment...camera on, watching how people would react. Amazing how many strangers played into it...doing little bows and poses...total fun. People dress here...whew no nakies running around! But what I mean is...one sees it all. A charming joie de vivre. After a few days it was on to Ottaway. Massive, open-air feel...something interesting to see which ever way one looks. May I suggest dinner at the Fish Market? As we entered a satisfied customer exclaimed "Wow! The fish was FANTASTIC!!!". Downstairs is more formal and expect to wait...but upstairs offers most anything just as good. Reasonable prices and a view. Hated to leave, but back to Montreal at a B&amp;B on Fontaine Park...different in feel...more residential. We actually enjoyed it more than being right in the center of the Latin Quarter. A serene place to wander about taking in wonderful old homes and spaces. After a death march walk across town to the Musee des Beau Art and back, our feet were refusing to walk further. Just in time...a pub to lift the spirits until dinner at L'Epress at 9 PM. Reservations just about mandatory. Prepare to be WAY spoiled by the staff...and anything, I mean anything one orders I am sure is superb! Two hours later we are sated. And the place is still lined up with people wanting to get in. Fresh cool air on the walk home. And what should we see? Budget hearts and brains on sell at a medical supply store. Jon is sure that is where his brain comes from. Oh, we will go back...maybe this winter to see the glow of night lights on the snow...&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stops on the way home...taking pictures of landscape (hopefully fodder for futures paintings by Jon). Home...yes, sweet home. YEAH!!! Everything intact and welcoming...but holy cow-a BOX of mail. Some things one develops a radar for. Mailart!!! Michael Leigh has sent one of his great envelopes...always a treat. But oh wait...inside a delicate, beautiful collaged birthday card. THAT was my present and I couldn't have been more pleased, but Michael also included a Crosby, Stills &amp; Nash collector's CD. Thanks to Michael, Hazel, &amp; Archie for putting this big grin on my face!&lt;br /&gt;I feel totally spoiled...thank you, Jonathan, for introducing me to Montreal. And thank you everyone for being you! Til later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112777004880988525?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112777004880988525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112777004880988525' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112777004880988525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112777004880988525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/09/michael-leigh-collaged-bday-card-sept.html' title='Michael Leigh Collaged Bday card Sept 2005'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112691954931199813</id><published>2005-09-16T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:12:29.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>frame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/43784648/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/43784648_2a8da3657c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 90%; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/43784648/"&gt;frame&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So thanks to Michael (A1WastedPapiers), there was this new stamp toy to play with so I used an old collaged ATC and voila! Have to say I've been pleased with the flickr community...so much to see out there that is kicka** good!&lt;br /&gt;Readying for the holidays...piles everywhere that will no way fit into the suitcase...but hey, we're taking the car. Oh man, passport picture is godzilla awful....and I'm stuck with it for 8 more years. Raining...could be worse and I shan't complain. And now it's time for dinner...Beef Wellington...um, slightly botched. :-)&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you are...don't forget the galoshes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112691954931199813?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112691954931199813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112691954931199813' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112691954931199813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112691954931199813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/09/frame.html' title='frame'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112640864019711401</id><published>2005-09-10T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T23:17:20.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed Giecek collage Sept 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/41773602/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/41773602_705d4eb9a6_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 90%; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/41773602/"&gt;Ed Giecek collage Sept 2005&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I was puttering about, head in the sand..."and then along comes Sally"! That would be the postman and looky, looky what he brought! Mail from Ed Giecek is a special treat...it's just full of energy &amp; heart &amp; fun. Changed my mood to "I'm walking on sunshine...yeah, yeah". Then we make a quick run to the market for snacks for tomorrow's family birthday celebration. My special choice is a baked bean &amp; cheese dip...bit of cumin, oregano, chopped chilies, tomatoes, pintos, and sharp cheese. Yum Yum, I seez. Let me tell you, the skies were a brilliant deep blue...perfect for a picnic and that's what we all did...leisurely. Full of good talk and company.  Sangrias for the ladies, and you name it for the gents. Eventually, it was time to share gifts (Jon's family has many birthdays in August but they get together whenever all can meet to celebrate). So, gifts were being directed to the honorees...when suddenly there were presents handed to me. I was puzzled...thought it a mistake! No...this wonderful family somehow learned I have a birthday coming up...and they spoiled me thoroughly!!! What a gracious people.&lt;br /&gt;Later, a fire was built and we all gathered 'round...just enjoying. &lt;br /&gt;I hope your day was as good as mine...and if not, hang in there...it will be soon. Wherever you are...if you are reading this, you are in better shape than so many. Stay safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112640864019711401?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112640864019711401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112640864019711401' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112640864019711401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112640864019711401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/09/ed-giecek-collage-sept-2005.html' title='Ed Giecek collage Sept 2005'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112596131200822988</id><published>2005-09-05T19:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T20:07:01.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding High</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/40595118/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/28/40595118_9413fa1735_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/40595118/"&gt;Riding High&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, fiddlely dee and fiddlely dum...What a day! We must not be the most observant people because yesterday we were burglarized...and didn't realize it until today. Doh. Jon noticed the contents of his carryall were dumped into a chair. "What the h***!!!" Then realized the carryall was gone...then the cameras...change jars, etc. Strange because more expensive items-computers, art, silver were here. Obviously they went for the smaller stuff they could dump into the bag. It wasn't until I called the police and reached into my larger handbag that I realized my wallet &amp;amp; contents were dumped all inside. Yep...credit cards. I usually use a smaller bag and the wallet doesn't fit. I just carry drivers license and debit card. So you know what I've been doing the last few hours...frantically calling. Turns out they have charged $700 already on one card!!! In a town 15-20 miles away. OHHHHH! I hope they get them. Thankfully I found out I have fraud coverage but that's not the point. Our home feels violated. And was this just a quick one time occurrence...or now they know what is here, will they be back. AND, we leave for holiday in 2 weeks. Just won't feel at ease the whole time. Well, I don't want to be totally down here...we are having brilliant weather and walkabouts to enjoy. Thankfully, New Orleans is getting help now...and from so many different areas that it makes one feel good. There is an auction that is doing well, where I and many more offered up art/autographed photos, etc...proceeds to the ARC. People all over our country are pitching in. So when I consider our little loss, it doesn't weigh much...considering. Our news here is giving primary coverage to Katrina's devastation...little on Iraq. Surely, it must be as dreadful as ever. Hopefully some progress being made there. Our world seems so turned upside down. Or maybe I should have my glasses changed. Where ever you are, I hope you are safe and happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112596131200822988?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112596131200822988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112596131200822988' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112596131200822988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112596131200822988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/09/riding-high.html' title='Riding High'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112475640431623797</id><published>2005-08-22T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T00:10:44.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ain't Pink Floyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/35092527/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos23.flickr.com/35092527_a6708935de_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/35092527/"&gt;I Ain't Pink Floyd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been forever since I blogged...blame it on the hazy days of summer! Oh... guess me glasses needed cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the Kinks...as Jon just bought an old CD. I'm likeing the lyrics to Yo-Yo, he's on to Destroyer...paranoia!&lt;br /&gt;Well, after much back and forth discussion over where to take our holiday, we just decided Montreal. All booked and bleeding already from the prices but oh fun! The Musee de Beaux Arts, the Botanical Gardens, art galleries and museums...shopping, did I mention shopping? : ) Ah, the Latin Quarter...fooood...musique...eeekkk, the Insectarium! So yes, I am ready!&lt;br /&gt;Around here, If I don't water the garden it won't rain, quaranteed, so I soak it all and get soaked by the unexpected thunderstorm. Mother Nature, are you playing with me?&lt;br /&gt;Working on collages...my mailart output has been neglected lately. Darn, have to talk to God about why he made a day only 24 hours!!! If you have any God complaints, send them to me as a lists is soon to soon go out. God, Allah, whoever you speak to...Peace. This little world sure needs it.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...holidays...they are gone before you before you've pulled up the blanket and said good night.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...the loo is further than you think. Prepare. ; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112475640431623797?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112475640431623797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112475640431623797' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112475640431623797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112475640431623797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-aint-pink-floyd.html' title='I Ain&apos;t Pink Floyd'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112277517286986004</id><published>2005-07-30T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T23:16:31.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/29556504/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos22.flickr.com/29556504_656e6adcb1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/29556504/"&gt;Life is a Puzzle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is, indeed, and I certainly have nae grand answers...just know it goes on, so here we are. Brilliant day to start, only to see the fire trucks finishing up a burntout property. Now, it's under construction and supposedly no one there...so who started the fire? Suspicious! Later to Japanese Miso Ramen. Tasty. Funny, we had this sudoku puzzle...fellow next to us was from Australia/England/Boston...just salivating for a go at it. He did swell and it was a fun lunch. Later, home improvement time. Light fixtures to be replaced...stairways to be again made safe. Jonathan was brilliant. Never swore, least that I heard! So night comes, and somehow appropriate to listen to John Lennon "Acoustic". To me, "Working Class Hero" shows such insight...I mean, he's made millions by then and yet feels the conflict of his upbringing and world just a few years before. Anyway, "Imagine" now plays...brilliant. Peace...well, it seems hard to come by. I think, in todays world of communication, that we can make it happen. There is just no excuse for it to be otherwise. I guess what I am really saying is there is a world out there...we each live in it...let's help each other so that it is a good life for us all.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...scratch the dog, feed the cat, and give a hug to someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112277517286986004?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112277517286986004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112277517286986004' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112277517286986004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112277517286986004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/life-is-puzzle.html' title='Life is a Puzzle'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112187908820159141</id><published>2005-07-20T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T18:17:32.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss...Sue</title><content type='html'>I miss the sound of clicking paws&lt;br /&gt;the expectant look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the feel of your warm body snuggled close&lt;br /&gt;the sight of your goofy grin....&lt;br /&gt;knowing I shall never see you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112187908820159141?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112187908820159141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112187908820159141' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112187908820159141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112187908820159141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-misssue.html' title='I Miss...Sue'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112163311195771466</id><published>2005-07-17T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T16:45:12.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lady Rocked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/26426326/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/26426326_b56637086a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 90%; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/26426326/"&gt;The Lady Rocked!&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So off we went to the ArtBeat Festival in Somerville. Bigger and better this year. Music is always a favourite and Andrea Gillis knocked my socks off. &lt;a href=http://www.andreagillis.com/music.html&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;. One cool lady! Food...did I say food? Jon started off with a hotdog, later went back for papadoms &amp; extras...and still had room for ice-cream! The SKUL Bike Club were challenging each other on crazy modified bikes...the cane bellydancers were next door...and 2 artists had handmade panties made from vintage material. Yep, had to have some! All types of jewelry, pottery, handbags, and art to temp...I settled for KennY's OUTSIDE the line studio tee shirt. Let me tell you, if you enjoy people-watching, this was the place to see it all! Later, hot and a bit tired, we walked a rather long way to the Nave Gallery to see/hear visual poetry performances by Matt Chambers, John M Bennett (NO ONE could ever read his poetry but him I am sure!), and Geof Huth. Matt interestingly wore face masks of the poets whose work he read. I loved his Ginsberg interpretation of "Please Master"...though it always rather shocks me. John ka-huh'd, pssss'd, and ru-rrrrr'd through his work, totally giving it a vivid animal quality. And Geof instructed, informed, and finally primalized in a cathartic vocal release that was amazing. I joked with his son about practicing this at home. Definitely get your attention!  Finally we walked back to the car...commenting that the long walk back seemed much shorter and refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;So...looking forward to the North End festivals coming up. It's something we've done each year...and since the best Italian food around is here, we have long leisurely lunches...just enjoying. &lt;br /&gt;That was my day...hope yours was as much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112163311195771466?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112163311195771466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112163311195771466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112163311195771466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112163311195771466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/lady-rocked.html' title='The Lady Rocked!'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112120265611999467</id><published>2005-07-12T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T19:19:15.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Any Language</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/25507087/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos23.flickr.com/25507087_f28e3aa5a3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/25507087/"&gt;In Any Language&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ever notice how you can hear some song and even if it's in another language, you just understand? Or maybe you put a totally new interpretation...still it speaks. Same with art... And maybe perhaps poetry. The connection superceeds culture, beliefs...whatever. I think it is because there is a fundamental need and excitement to communicate! And in todays world, communication can be almost instantaneous. The world is at yer fingertips. And it would be a sorrow not listen and learn and help each other. What can I, or you, do? A million times a million ears has to have some power...has to have some effect on this world we live in. I think only when we agree to listen to one another, is there hope for all our futures. There is not one of us, not one, that doesn't have something to offer.&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you are...don't forget that time passes quickly. You'll be sagging and hobbling about before ya know it! Don't waste precious moments.&lt;br /&gt;Today is for you. XXX all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112120265611999467?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112120265611999467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112120265611999467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112120265611999467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112120265611999467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-any-language.html' title='In Any Language'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-112061819678487567</id><published>2005-07-05T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T19:57:09.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Dance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/23303448/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos17.flickr.com/23303448_10d08a4485_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/23303448/"&gt;Let's Dance!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well...somewhere out there in gaga land is my last blog! so here we go again...and you KNOW it's got to be about music cuz that's what gets those feet going and makes you smile. Michael Leigh aka wastedpapers aka Al...check out the blog. He always has fun downloads. Or you could check out bigaldavies for original uke tunes one keeps humming.&lt;br /&gt;July 4th came...nah, we didn't make it to the esplanade. Sat quite comfortably at home and watched. During the 1812 Overture we pretty much were awed by the music and the accompanying fireworks. Spectacular this year and we would mute the sound to hear the actual bings and bangs sounds easily heard here.&lt;br /&gt;Jon was going for a bike ride...his bike needing repair and was going to take mind. Nope...not happening! NO tire repair kit and nothing open. He remedied that today so back in business.&lt;br /&gt;Ed Giecek emailed to say he has a CDRom for documentation of his Bob Dylans 64 birthday project...should have copies sent out soon after Michael checks it out.&lt;br /&gt;Out walking...taking pics and down the road zooms a guy...no hands...all is good. He catches my camera and such a cool grin. Life whizzes by and is good.&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO many interesting mailart calls out there...and really finding it hard to find the time. Priorities...hate 'em sometimes. BUT, Jon says there is to be a mailart performance in Somerville by Geof Huff soon. Will try to photograph his performance.&lt;br /&gt;Meantime the pigeons murderized my sunflowers at the birdfeeder...trying to find a way to steal the seed. Pretty cool actually to watch them turn their heads this way and that trying to defeat the weight setting. It's set so only light wgt birds can feed.&lt;br /&gt;As for collage...Michael presented this month's challenge for collage kids. Thus we have "Let's Dance". I have to say I can't even imagine floating along like he did...but Fred Astaire always amazed me.&lt;br /&gt;Poems...I only write such silly things...but I do write with reaction to what I see/hear. Good for anyone to do! Catharsis? yep...but I think anyone can write and it is worthy. Why? Because it reflects your world...what is happening...it is a picture in words.&lt;br /&gt;Well...hope you offer words that give us a glance at &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; world.&lt;br /&gt;Til then...take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-112061819678487567?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112061819678487567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=112061819678487567' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112061819678487567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/112061819678487567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/lets-dance.html' title='Let&apos;s Dance!'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111958517897212969</id><published>2005-06-23T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:15:04.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Maine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/21212326/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos16.flickr.com/21212326_39d94802c0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/21212326/"&gt;Hello Maine!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So ahoy, and off we go! We thought we would check out the whales first. In a brilliantly warm, sunny clime we headed out to see the big guys. Extra layers were there, but let me tell ya...a change of 25-30 degree temperature in an hour, in a boat buzzing along at 33 mph will put a chill on! NO sighting...at least that we saw. But did see a seal colony, a bit intimidated with our approach. Big Daddy seal half committed to loft himself off to safety...then had the choice taken away as his weight tossed him in. Later, tide out, we walked the sandbar to Bar Island. Even later, Cadillac Mountain...a view from the highest point on Eastern coast. Spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;Maine, obviously, is known for it's lobsters. And I did indeed tackle the guy. Succulant the meat, but that timale...yeck! Hey, didn't send any parts flying across the room as I manuvered so a successful encounter.&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan was to install an art piece in a unique home...which took little time, but totally cool of the house/grounds keeper to give a "tour" of the house.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to say that any where one looked, the view was spectacular. But I think we both agree one of the highlights was the oceanarium...I'm talking holding in your hands sea creatures. Okay, you are probably thinking fish, tadpoles? Well let me tell you, sea urchines, starfish, horseshoe crabs, cucumbers are neat...and not what you would expect! But later for all that.&lt;br /&gt;Home again...whew...hey! it's good to go...good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you are...check yer head gear. One does want to be fashionable!&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111958517897212969?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111958517897212969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111958517897212969' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111958517897212969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111958517897212969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello-maine.html' title='Hello Maine!'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111872531736861423</id><published>2005-06-14T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T16:15:47.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Nahpro Self Portrait 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/18524010/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos14.flickr.com/18524010_856e875e35_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/18524010/"&gt;Art Nahpro Self Portrait 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So...finally on the wall, Paul's painting. It speaks for it's self.&lt;br /&gt;Trip planned to Mount Desert Island&lt;br /&gt;aka Arcadian National Park. Oh yeah...camera's will be on hand. No, we gave up on the camping plan...I know...sorry wimpies, the both of us!But we will hike miles and miles, enjoying one of the most beautiful areas in the U.S. Later, looks like a&lt;br /&gt;trip to Montreal. We are driving as takes less time than flying these days.&lt;br /&gt;Coupla mailart projects in the workings...always lagging behind cause there aren't enough hours. You know the routine. Jack Webb...up against the wall...and where were you 10 years ago at 2AM? Sleeping?!! Prove it. Busted. No witness to Zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Paypal sent us both checks for 7 dollars. Don't know why...some settlement. Will pay for gas to the gas station? Ohhhh, what era are you living in?! I can start the car...mission aborted! Yes, we love you oil providers of the world. Sorry, dinosaurs are short this month.&lt;br /&gt;Off I go...where ever you are, I just put a mint on your pillow. That would be a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111872531736861423?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111872531736861423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111872531736861423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111872531736861423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111872531736861423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/art-nahpro-self-portrait-3.html' title='Art Nahpro Self Portrait 3'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111794465557236640</id><published>2005-06-05T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:56:59.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Bread for All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/17460992/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos10.flickr.com/17460992_c710c72294_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/17460992/"&gt;Fresh Bread for All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today was Jonathan's and my 6th "anniversity"...rather amused that&lt;br /&gt;that it was he who reminded me! Finally a brilliant day to put on the walking shoes and follow yer nose. We decided on the old Italian area in the North End...full of history...Paul Revere's house here...with 12? children, he couldn't have been making silver all that time. The North Church..remember " One if by land, two if by sea..and I on the opposite shore will be...? Visited the old cemetary...skeletons marking the graves of this time...wondering what the beliefs were of this time that they should adorn their headstones with such an image! Yes, bread is baking, the garlic of multiple restaurants fills the air...We worked up quite the appetite while we revisited history. Finally, we find a restaurant that welcomes...we chow down. The just wigwagging about, taking in the sites. In the park, I strike up a conversation with a guy strumming his guitar. Snap, snap...different pics of things about...he sings to me. Mind if I get one of you? Sure...not missing a beat. A kid decides to obliterate me with bubbles...bubble gun today. Let's hope he finds another occupation eventually. Finally home...Ginsberg playing...mesmerizing voice. He is crude and abrasive, yet some things brilliant. Makes one think anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that's all for now. Where ever you are, take care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111794465557236640?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111794465557236640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111794465557236640' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111794465557236640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111794465557236640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/fresh-bread-for-all.html' title='Fresh Bread for All'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111766322979932081</id><published>2005-06-01T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T16:21:07.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Nahpro Envelope and Stamps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/16946242/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos9.flickr.com/16946242_74b8f3610c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/16946242/"&gt;Art Nahpro Envelope and Stamps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Always good to receive mailart, but especially from Art Nahpro. His art is incredible...he often mixes his own renegrade ink...the images lovely. But over the years, many, he has been active in mailart...carving his own stamps...making each envelope and piece truly art. Take a look at this site!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111766322979932081?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111766322979932081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111766322979932081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111766322979932081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111766322979932081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/art-nahpro-envelope-and-stamps.html' title='Art Nahpro Envelope and Stamps'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111750023133813496</id><published>2005-05-30T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:21:26.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant Poppies 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/16474743/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos9.flickr.com/16474743_18130e392d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/16474743/"&gt;Giant Poppies 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey, hey...it was actually &lt;b&gt;hot&lt;/b&gt; today! Perfect for getting those new flowers into the rock garden. Jon separated some that came back really too big, and then we filled in. WORMS!!! ooooooooooer! But I know they mean the soil is good. So finished up there and walked to a local restaurant. Ever read Pluggers in the comics? Well it was that sort of place! But we ate well enough, knocked off the crossword, then went for a walk...which is where we saw these granddaddy sized DEEP orange poppies. Just gorgeous george!&lt;br /&gt;Jon had thought I was going to the Plough with him, as some friends had been asking, but I fudged and stayed home and played. And ordered new courses needed for yearly certification &amp;amp; licensing. Should be here soon and I shall be with my nose in a book for a while. This means not much time for flickring, but gotta do it!&lt;br /&gt;Grilling steaks out tonite and a nice salad of goodies to top it off.&lt;br /&gt;Rented Local Hero last night, recommended by BigAl. Hope to go to the coast next time I am off...soak up some delicious sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers all! Oh...and check out poetry zone...look for Roger Stevens new CD called Wonky Finger! Order...you'll love it if you like funky make-you-smile music!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111750023133813496?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111750023133813496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111750023133813496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111750023133813496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111750023133813496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/05/giant-poppies-3.html' title='Giant Poppies 3'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111723742381382456</id><published>2005-05-27T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T09:28:21.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/15995193/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos11.flickr.com/15995193_c0b31a8694_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/15995193/"&gt;Against the Wall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Slogging along the rain soaked path...because it stopped for 5 minutes. Grabbed the freakin' camera cuz I didn't really believe...ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Colour! Felt sure these had been wind-blasted, torpedoed to the neighbors! But, the most fragile of all held steady.&lt;br /&gt;So...I've got Wonky Finger, by Roger Stevens, on the way. His last CD was great fun...and this one surpasses, I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;Listenin' to Ian Drury. Knock, knock...the postman has a wee packet. Now why didn't he just poke it thru the slitslatbingbat?! Think he's getting an attachtment to some of the mailart eccentricites! From Sweden, Tennessee, UK today...packets holding jewels...well, the equivalent, I say. And Snapatorium/Swapatorium sent Betty Boop dollies &amp;amp; lunchboxes, Popeye...and a painting you'll see somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I say...you are welcome to spend the weekend at my place in Montreuse...take the helicopter...but remember you phased out the pilot.&lt;br /&gt;Ta all...what a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111723742381382456?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111723742381382456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111723742381382456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111723742381382456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111723742381382456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/05/against-wall.html' title='Against the Wall'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111673832615657237</id><published>2005-05-22T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T18:51:22.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon playing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/14834284/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos12.flickr.com/14834284_77f5ada991_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/14834284/"&gt;Jon playing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ya know, sometimes it works out right. Our friend stayed over...in from the Berkshires. And soon off to Brazil and Colombia. Always a treat...and you know there is gonna be singing. No sooner than the dinner plates are toted off the guys are at it and I, with trusty camera in hand, settle in. Stories start...our friend will be acting as interpretor for tribal rituals, of which he has been welcomed and initiated by locals in these exotic if troubled countries. Rick blogs and he's under "junglejerk"...eventually there will be pictorial and dialogue of his fascinating journies. Check it out sometime. But stories lead to music and that's the way the nite ended. As you can see under comments from this pic, Jon eventually took the guitar. You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go". Great song on it's own but he sings it the way it should be. Finally I have to leave it to them...work at 5AM tomorrow. Later, trip to the nursery for fill-ins in the garden. Then to Concord for sausage cooked in Cognac...for dinner. Then off to see Jon's mum for her birthday. The Mother is all akilter from massive work being done on the house. But she's cool...didn't raise this lively family without knowing how to handle the next "emergency". Time to leave...raining yet again...arrrrgh. Decided we wanted Pork Pies for dinner instead. Well, sorry...we drove every where...CLOSED. Decided what the heck...Armenian would do. So beamed in on an old Armenian store and later feasted on stuffed grapeleaves, hummus, eggplant, and the equivalent of little meat pies. Unloaded and unloaded the car. Why do we alway end up with twice as much as we left with. Later, watched a few Britcoms...Keeping Up Appearances...Are You Being Served? Never tire of the humour there. Getting late...Listening to Warron Zevon. So much left to do. But isn't that the way it is? Tomorrow, rain or shine, I need to...well, you know how it is! Til then...wherever you are...stay safe. We need you 'round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111673832615657237?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111673832615657237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111673832615657237' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111673832615657237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111673832615657237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/05/jon-playing.html' title='Jon playing'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111603194040482590</id><published>2005-05-13T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T20:27:30.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleeding Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/13726016/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos11.flickr.com/13726016_b1c3776bf7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/13726016/"&gt;Bleeding Hearts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, today was one of wonderful breezy days. Decided to check out the garden here first, and the bleeding hearts were bloody near down to the grown they were so loaded! Guess they like their spot, right under the lilac tree. Lilacs are just breaking out...oh lovely scent so opened up the windows hoping to fill the house with their fragrance. Unfortunately, the poor old Sue (corgi) beat 'em out. Walked around a bit, snapping pictures...actually had a man who came up telling me where all the best flowers were. I love this neighborhood. Jon was through with errands about then so bopped over to our favorite Japanese soup restaurant. These people are yummy good and always busy, so while waiting I checked out the aquarium. WOW, blow-fish in there, about the size of a small wadded fist. Little guy had these &lt;b&gt;big&lt;/b&gt; round eyes...kept following me around...and an almost human little mouth. Looked almost like it was talking to me...probably saying, "Beat it, Lady!". So, soups on...Miso Ramen for me. Bowl is practically the size of a washtub! No way to ever finish, but we read the local mags, leisure time, and manage to do some damage. Afterwards stopped to look at nearby Japanese grocer. Ummmm, octopi, anyone? Great packaging tho on candy. Colourful, cool stuff. Jon then decided to walk to the pub, and I ran errands...bought some sneakers which was like...what's going on here?! Have a skinny foot that seems to have had a growth spurt. I mean it may come down to wearing ski's!&lt;br /&gt;Back home to hear from my flickr friend in UAE whose photos are amazingly stunning. Also, great to hear from Snapatorium aka Swapatorium. One classy lady who has more energy than your local nuclear power plant. Coincidence, since I had just posted her a card today.&lt;br /&gt;Superstitious? Friday the 13th...oooooooo! Nah, it was a lovely day. Hope your luck held out too!&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...it's more fun to boogie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111603194040482590?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111603194040482590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111603194040482590' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111603194040482590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111603194040482590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/05/bleeding-hearts.html' title='Bleeding Hearts'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111587385957562638</id><published>2005-05-12T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T19:14:42.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Fox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/13463562/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos10.flickr.com/13463562_0935efb41a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/13463562/"&gt;Red Fox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So the guys at the Cape are working???they say, at the poolhouse, when along come this handsome guy. Oh, he may be eye-balling but he's cool. Sticks around for a bit of sunning. Taken by Rick Harlow...and how he got so close speaks to Ricks ease with nature.&lt;br /&gt;So, back here in Boston...weeding...up to my neck in the horrid things...well, that's what rain and more rain does. No, we are not having mud-slides...we are just sliding in the mud! Remember when May meant "&lt;b&gt;HELLLOOOO Sunshine&lt;/b&gt;? Ha, got ya...you are a decrepit anthropod! Okay, okay...let's make that a "we" then! But enough about the confounding weather....There was a scare today...yep, some poor bloke meandered into Whitehouse airspace. Evacuation. Let's give him an "F" on piloting and an "A+" for surviving..lucky he wasn't shot down. Moral...if you are learning to fly, Washington isn't the place to read the crip sheets.&lt;br /&gt;So...another night eases in, or out, depending on where you are...come on, be honest! Did you drink your prune juice?! We want you fit for the day!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111587385957562638?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111587385957562638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111587385957562638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111587385957562638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111587385957562638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/05/red-fox.html' title='Red Fox'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111556675692820681</id><published>2005-05-08T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T00:32:06.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello W2KR  ATC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/12836087/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos9.flickr.com/12836087_b798cd192a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/12836087/"&gt;Hello W2KR ATC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, hello out there, and today we have a fine show planned for you! What?!!! Someone has offed with me music! In truth, I don't know how to&lt;br /&gt;put a music link on here...so hoping the great maestro Michael might throw something on!?&lt;br /&gt;Was totally blown away to receive a self-portrait I had admired from mailartist, artist, and flickr-pal Art Nahpro! Took it to the framers yesterday so that it will be done justice and properly protected. Should have it in 3 weeks and will probably show here. Thank you, Paul...it is excellent!&lt;br /&gt;Have been in touch with flickr friend Al...who recently left flickr. He is indeed ok, just needing to "get things under control". Very easy to spend the entire day chatting with people, checking out each others artwork and such. Have rather made a pact with myself to spend less time here and more time do something creative. Plus there is something immensely satisfying about grubbing around in the dirt, making things grow. Neighbors wild raspberries have rooted all along our fence and into the birds sunflower patch. Ohhhh, I do love those berries so me and the birds shall have to sort that out!&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan spent last week down at the cape...looked out the window and there was this BIG fox in the yard! It was leary, but still stayed around to sun and be photographed. Surprised it let them get as close as he did. He was perfectly safe...no really strange rabies type behavior. Eventually he eased back to the wooded area.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Jon walked in with a &lt;b&gt;gorgeous&lt;/b&gt; bouquet of yellow roses for me...cool surprise. Since it has been spewing rain the last few days, they add sunshine inside. Thank you, Sweetie-doo! Yes, I lapse into those little names around here...he only occasionally rolls his eyes!&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to get going...W2KR signing off. Wherever you are, here's to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111556675692820681?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111556675692820681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111556675692820681' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111556675692820681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111556675692820681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello-w2kr-atc.html' title='Hello W2KR  ATC'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111524721418821164</id><published>2005-05-04T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T20:27:06.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Goodnight ATC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/12372478/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos11.flickr.com/12372478_6954b551bb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/12372478/"&gt;Hello, Goodnight ATC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Strange mood I was in making this...don't know why, just happens. Then logged on to flickr only to find&lt;br /&gt;a very fine friend is not too well right now and has left flickr for a bit. I am stunned. Get well soon, my Friend.&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you are, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111524721418821164?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111524721418821164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111524721418821164' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111524721418821164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111524721418821164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello-goodnight-atc.html' title='Hello, Goodnight ATC'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111499115879739340</id><published>2005-05-01T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T17:16:37.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rick-Yurupari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14025672@N00/10600387/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos8.flickr.com/10600387_e53762cd46_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14025672@N00/10600387/"&gt;Rick-Yurupari&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/14025672@N00/"&gt;rickharlow&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;JJ during Yucuna tribal initiation ritual, Yurupari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the story to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111499115879739340?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111499115879739340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111499115879739340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111499115879739340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111499115879739340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/05/rick-yurupari.html' title='Rick-Yurupari'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111481560794843154</id><published>2005-04-29T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T19:14:58.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Flower ATC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/11487386/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos10.flickr.com/11487386_39ded49e47_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/11487386/"&gt;Wild Flower ATC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, after being at the Cape 2 days, Jon returned. Not having to think about preparing dinner, I buried myself in "Geisha", finished, then still trying to read Dylan. Slow going, for some reason but honesty there and like the way he thinks.&lt;br /&gt;Weather permitted gardening...should I say weeding? so flowers a mindset for recent ATC's. Okay stuff, but need to get on to fresh ideas. Hmmm, &lt;b&gt;like&lt;/b&gt; being fresh! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Decided against a trip 1000 miles away to visit the Mum... Needed the time to recoup from managements frenzy in anticipation of JCHO's visit. Nursing did a superior job and it was senseless...but the powers that be. Anyway, have been enjoying way too much the luxury of making my silly artwork. Have received such wonderful pieces from other mailartist like Michael Leigh and Ed Giecek, that I feel far inferior. "Stealing" music from Michael...love his eclectic taste...and SO enjoying the poems that Roger Stevens offers up. What I love about his poems is the combination of astute observation, the ability to create wonderful images in the mind, and his humor just when you didn't expect it!&lt;br /&gt;Listenin' to John Lennon's Acoustics...cold turkey has got me on the run!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I listen to the newer music...XTC yeah! But this particular CD is primal emotion. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;Work tomorrow...just when everyone else is headed out for their weekend. Bejeebers! Next lifetime, I'm gonna be a...&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...stop that! You know better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111481560794843154?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111481560794843154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111481560794843154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111481560794843154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111481560794843154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/wild-flower-atc.html' title='Wild Flower ATC'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111455682013893984</id><published>2005-04-26T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T02:42:00.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love That Jazz! ATC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/10882158/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos7.flickr.com/10882158_d11eaf07de_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/10882158/"&gt;Love That Jazz! ATC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mailman was good today...great packet from Michael Leigh, including Bjorg CD. If you haven't heard her "One Day", you're missing something hot!&lt;br /&gt;Posted 4 packets, mostly with traded ATC's. Can't just send it out in a plain envelope-boring (and reserved for Mr. Bill Man ;-P!&lt;br /&gt;You bet I love jazz, whick prompted this ATC. Thanks to Michael who found the music to Jazzbo Ball and put a link. If you want to hear, click on the pic.&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan was to send off his painting...found at at last minute the crate was too small. Rushed to home depot for supplies then I've never heard such carrying on. Actually, he is quite good at building things, but his patience...bahama mama!!! Finally, he got that off and had earned a trip to the Plough, our friendly Irish Pub in Cambridge.&lt;br /&gt;Best be off...tonite's dinner...prosciutto, cepes, and parmesan pasta. Chow! er ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111455682013893984?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111455682013893984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111455682013893984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111455682013893984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111455682013893984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/love-that-jazz-atc.html' title='Love That Jazz! ATC'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111440028297596665</id><published>2005-04-24T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:52:07.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Favs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/10775979/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/10775979_6b400ac39e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/10775979/"&gt;Recent Favs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I find I am rather infatuated with the internet, especially flickr. Why? because it is so diverse and offers the ultimate dessert. The day started off stormy...I elected to ignore that and pretend it was a brilliant day. Folk music filled the house. nae, I'm not talking jingles and jangles of yesterday but today's folk and jazzy stuff that gets you going! Worked on collage and mailart to go out...and was invited to view a nude series from an extraordinary photographer. Awed by the eyes that say they have seen tragedy, empowered by the hand that shows such strength, humbled by the beauty of the human body...it's flaws only adding to the realization that life is not perfection but a process of refinement.&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I see that the empowered hand needs to be preparing dinner, and the humbled beauty of my legs would welcome the lawnmower. Yes, my eyes have seen tragedy...most recently looking at the stack of bills to get out. I don't mean irreverance...I do understand true tragedy. I am just dealing with today. And today, the pidgeons decided my freshly washed car was...&lt;br /&gt;So what was your day like? Ohhhhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111440028297596665?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111440028297596665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111440028297596665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111440028297596665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111440028297596665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/recent-favs.html' title='Recent Favs'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111404546614506618</id><published>2005-04-20T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T19:30:02.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Mask</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/9959376/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/9959376_b4b06cff38_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/9959376/"&gt;The Red Mask&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My friend said his son commented "She has her own hanging baskets"! I looked at lo &amp;amp; behold, he was right! boys will be boys...&lt;br /&gt;so worked today...uh oh...JAHCO visiting...doing good so far. Actually it's a wonderful place...staff gives it their all to help people reclaim their lives. Each day we laugh..and sometimes cry...at the situation. We SO take our health for granted.&lt;br /&gt;So back home taking probably 60+ photos of brilliant plants...and not a one I'd care to see again. Just wasn't happening. Then the light was gone. Sounds like time to hear an Iggy Pop song...I am the passenger...I drive thru your city tonite...In my mind, maybe. There are mask...and nothing is what it seems. What I know is that there are a thousand veils...and I want to uncover them all.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers...hope each veil you uncover brings an unexpected surprise. Read..."Dare to take the next step!".&lt;br /&gt;Ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111404546614506618?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111404546614506618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111404546614506618' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111404546614506618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111404546614506618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/red-mask.html' title='The Red Mask'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111357805006033739</id><published>2005-04-15T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T16:18:57.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me ATC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/9159450/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos4.flickr.com/9159450_e3f50c819b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/9159450/"&gt;Tell Me ATC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Be careful what you ask for! Thought I wanted to sleep in as I was up way too late, so Jon didn't wake me. Now I am up, it's a brilliant sunny day...and I feel like I've wasted half of it!&lt;br /&gt;Making a few ATC's and have to get some off in the post. This one mailed to Michael yesterday. A great way to get some original miniature art pieces by some very gifted people!&lt;br /&gt;Discussing taking a week long camping trip to the Acadia National Park in Maine. Awesome country...but we've not ever camped together, or at all for years...so not sure if an adventure or misadventure.&lt;br /&gt;Off to check off those items on the TO DO list...no.1 is make more coffee!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111357805006033739?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111357805006033739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111357805006033739' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111357805006033739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111357805006033739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/tell-me-atc.html' title='Tell Me ATC'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111318446959428948</id><published>2005-04-10T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:56:25.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evidence of Spring 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/9020148/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos7.flickr.com/9020148_464d297aa2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/9020148/"&gt;Evidence of Spring 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a pleasure to wake up to sunshine, endless blue skies, and surprising bits of color everywhere!That song "It's A Beautiful Day" is right on! Slept in til the last minute...smells of freshly brewed coffee drawing me downstairs. F, the friendly tax accountant due shortly, so showered while J did a last minute table clearing. He came &amp;amp; went, then worked on ATC's a bit, but just couldn't resist getting outside to absorb the sun...warm these bones! But the hour is getting late...and to each his fate...celebrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111318446959428948?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111318446959428948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111318446959428948' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111318446959428948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111318446959428948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/evidence-of-spring-1.html' title='Evidence of Spring 1'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111310606460436106</id><published>2005-04-10T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T22:00:12.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan Keeping Watch  1 ATC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/8665578/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos8.flickr.com/8665578_9d0ae4bf18_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/8665578/"&gt;Dylan Keeping Watch 1 ATC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today we went to Ipswitch...scanning the antique shoppes...a find here and there...calls back &amp;amp; forth ...LOOK! Toted way too much out of there! Then on to lunch...clam box for JOn...me, the haddock. Mosied...reading The Phoenix...people watching. Bob, can you spare a dime? Scenic route home..cause the day asked to be enjoyed. Home, Jon prepared for tax time tomorrow...accountant making an house call. Dibbled with collage...not happening. John&lt;br /&gt;wright playing..."Taking my vacation time"...that's what I need. I feel scattered...too many things I want to do. What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111310606460436106?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111310606460436106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111310606460436106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111310606460436106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111310606460436106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/dylan-keeping-watch-1-atc.html' title='Dylan Keeping Watch  1 ATC'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111284273721207514</id><published>2005-04-06T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T22:52:45.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Binge ATC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/8627228/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos4.flickr.com/8627228_3c1b590154_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/8627228/"&gt;Binge ATC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blimey! It's what time and I've forgotten to eat! OPEN the fridge...&lt;br /&gt;cucumbers, carrots, and limes! Slam that door...da dup da dup...heart beating faster as approach The Dunkin'...3000 cals for that one itsy bitsy donut, you say? I'll have a dozen! Marches home...I'll &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; be denied!!! Take a huge chomp...what's this? It's multiplying...growing like a sponge taking up water! eerahhhh! Out it goes...do birds like donuts...apparently, now at least, they do. Think of emdot's sweet ripe avocado...that's the ticket. In CA, maybe...in Boston, there is hard, unripe gords. so I make a collage..tiny little thing...ATC. Food enough for me!&lt;br /&gt;So what's on your table? Ah well, and that's another story!but I'll listen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111284273721207514?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111284273721207514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111284273721207514' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111284273721207514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111284273721207514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/binge-atc.html' title='Binge ATC'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111275467549878950</id><published>2005-04-05T22:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:38:58.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Street scenes around Somerville</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/8118706/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos7.flickr.com/8118706_dd65f7e13d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/8118706/"&gt;Street scenes around Somerville&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Attention! I have escaped! Camera on the ready, I am creeping along the streets...not trudging, not slipping &amp;amp; sliding...what?! Overnite the snow is gone and a winters worth of trash has emerged on the streets. Slobs...but the Mighty Streetsweepers have emerged from hibernation. That means you better not be on their side of the street or $25 fee to say Welcome to Spring. Yep, a few blokes were a bit slow...hope they wake up or next time they will be towed. We, however, had sun fever and took to a walkabout...Mr. Space eyes in this pic had materialised.&lt;br /&gt;Well, had to hit the garden...cleaning and gleefully seeing a whole new town of people popping up...color returns!&lt;br /&gt;Trying to work on ATC cards...such exciting ones offered in Collage Kids. Having a darn hard time trying to formate in this smaller scale...I love to enlarge and hit that canvas with colors and shapes I fancy. So I struggle.&lt;br /&gt;Started new book...Memoirs of a Geisha...a true account of a life in a culture that still exists...but another world. For some reason, I am always hungry for knowledge and experience of the different. Translate "yep, she's antsy again!"&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the travails of the day...but hey, you have yer own!&lt;br /&gt;What's happening your way? Did you even notice your day? Make it happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111275467549878950?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111275467549878950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111275467549878950' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111275467549878950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111275467549878950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/04/street-scenes-around-somerville.html' title='Street scenes around Somerville'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111205633832017787</id><published>2005-03-28T19:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T21:50:08.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Leigh Beatles collage postcard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/7719050/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/7719050_fc8c42c505_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/7719050/"&gt;Michael Leigh Beatles collage postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, the rain poured down and the poor postman delivered a very wet packet. Globs of junk and whatever, but the eyeballs zeroed in on this distinctive USA label...could only be...Michael Leigh! Well, blow me away, a packet full of surprises...Popeye book, mailart piece, and this postcard from Michael's Beatles collage. Well, my comments are on flickr so click on the picture and not only see a brilliant pic but also a link to a must-hear George Harrison tune. Thanx to Michael.&lt;br /&gt;Land line down..cut me right off, it did, in middle of fiddling about on line. Thankfully, Jon was painting and offered up his connection. Back in business to post a few of today's goodies. Yesterday, sunny and a perfect day to spend with his family. His Mum makes me right at home...and good eats galore there. Fun day! But, Jon has managed to share his cold with me...drippy nose, two heads today. The weather said gotta wait for Spring again. So was moping about...hack hack...when I received this from Michael. Good timing and excellent pick-me-up. Now go listen to the music...sing...who cares if you sound like a gargling goose!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111205633832017787?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111205633832017787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111205633832017787' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111205633832017787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111205633832017787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/03/michael-leigh-beatles-collage-postcard.html' title='Michael Leigh Beatles collage postcard'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111186699281781239</id><published>2005-03-26T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T12:48:59.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed Giecek Easter Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/7496021/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/7496021_3805c08414_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/7496021/"&gt;Ed Giecek Easter Card&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a thrill to receive, Ed. beautiful quality of work. I'm a lucky girl today!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much, and again, the best to you and your wife Pam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111186699281781239?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111186699281781239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111186699281781239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111186699281781239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111186699281781239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/03/ed-giecek-easter-card.html' title='Ed Giecek Easter Card'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111154169276810096</id><published>2005-03-22T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T12:43:18.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/7085491/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos8.flickr.com/7085491_d5b7157970_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/7085491/"&gt;Happy Easter collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, doesn't matter if you celebrate Easter...I mean, we're talking bunnies here! Actually, Easter is a special time for me...and I wanted to show acknowlegement but not offend. But does seem strange in March!&lt;br /&gt;So...oh let me tell you, the sun was shining and all systems &lt;b&gt;GO&lt;/b&gt;! Over to the accountant...yep, couldn't put off the tax man any longer. Then grabbed my camera and walked...shopped...everyone and his dog was out! PALE people, I'm telling ya! But all smiling like they won the lotto. Into the market I go...poked my head into the peppers and snap...snap...snap. Guy that stocks the place, and oh so well, must have thought I was from the Drug and Food Administration...kept nodding his head and smiling a worried little smile. Hit the salad bar...yummy stuffed grapeleafs, curried rice, and enough variety to satisfy all.&lt;br /&gt;Home to collage and put on some pics...well, if you are into mailart, who else but Ray Johnson would bring the bunny to mind. Was lucky enough to catch one of his shows in NYC. And see the movie How To DRAW A BUNNY. Wonderful but sad. I think the stress of being an artist...the ability to see so much more than the common lot like me...has caused the suicide of too many gifted souls. But strangely their work so often has such vitality! Anyway, a little sun goes a long way. And there's work waiting on us. So, wherever you are...enjoy the rays. Spring is sneaking in...take yer Allerest and smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111154169276810096?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111154169276810096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111154169276810096' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111154169276810096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111154169276810096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-easter-collage.html' title='Happy Easter collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111116008826380116</id><published>2005-03-18T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:07:57.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Envelope to Roger Stevens Mar 2005 a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/6739138/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/6739138_37d214e4b8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/6739138/"&gt;Envelope to Roger Stevens Mar 2005 a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Listening to Groucho Marx sing "Lydia" as I type, thanks to Michael. Last few days we've had brilliant blue skies and my spirits have emerged from hibernation. Finally completed my part of Gee Whiz so up to the post office. oops, 30 cents short so bought a sheet of Dr Seuss and squeezed it in. The clerk had fun too and barely touched the cancellation stamp on postage...but she missed Seuss totally, Roger ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Also got the redesigned tee shirt card off to Italy and only beginning work on The Path of Peace project in UK. Not enough to complete collages for CK group yet...will work on it as it always has high quality work and a great group of people. Collage Kids, for those who don't know, is administered by A1 (Michael) and Snapatorium (Angelica). They have set up a terrific format, with someone in the group coming up with two themes to work on every 2 weeks or so. What makes it special is that it is only collage made from cut and paste(glue), not using other program enhancers. Takes me back to my old school days when the fun part of the day came...art. Teacher would drag out paper, mags, etc and say something like "Make an Easter card for your Mum and Dad". Love it.&lt;br /&gt;Jon has been wanting a porkpie so I made my first...even the crust from scratch. Turned out very tasty...whew. Didn't know if I would end up with a brickette or a soggy mess but it crisped and browned fine.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make vacation plans...decide whether to visit UK or Montreal. Jon's come out of the winter season with both feet running...very busy. Good thing but hard to take off time too. We'll see. I'm still bratty I suppose-I want to do both!&lt;br /&gt;Found courtesy notice on windshield of car...street sweeping begins 1st April. They will tow you away if you are on the wrong side of the street. Parking is at such a premium here, even when both sides of street can be used, that everyone frantically dashes out at the last minute...hoping a space might have opened up! That's Boston for you.&lt;br /&gt;Time to take a walk in the garden area...hey, in normal shoes NOT snowboots, for the first time in months. Start planning additions. Eager to see what late planted bulbs are peeking through. Recharge the birdfeeder.&lt;br /&gt;Then off to the market cause I'm working this weekend. I protest the 24 hour day! How's a person to do everything?&lt;br /&gt;Best get going then. Where ever you are, wiggle yer ears and have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111116008826380116?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111116008826380116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111116008826380116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111116008826380116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111116008826380116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/03/envelope-to-roger-stevens-mar-2005_18.html' title='Envelope to Roger Stevens Mar 2005 a'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111077377344507414</id><published>2005-03-13T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T05:27:24.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Envelope back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/6487690/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos7.flickr.com/6487690_6bfa41334d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/6487690/"&gt;Envelope back..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blue skies above...and I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;with my gal's pussy. Oops, sorry...listening to a bit of R Crumb here!&lt;br /&gt;Drug out the paint...envelopes to make...spent the day catching up on projects WAY overdue. Dog yanking at my pantsleg, wanting attention. Three Hail Mary's and that was my religious experience of the day. Well, I did covet my neighbors snowplow. However, he only went within an inch of our property then...'ell with it! Used the ole elbow grease-am I tachycardic yet?...shovelled the dang Mt. Etna into smitherings. Reward? came inside to see my loveable mutt decidely missing the paper and causing a river to flow. Out comes the mop and Mr. Clean. Realise the priest may faint at confession from my murderous plots. What happened to the day of rest? It's all a test...and I'd rather be in Kalamazoo.&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished and one weary chick. I'm going to bed...what about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111077377344507414?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111077377344507414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111077377344507414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111077377344507414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111077377344507414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/03/envelope-back.html' title='Envelope back..'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111041378930960966</id><published>2005-03-09T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T22:29:19.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Window collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/6187898/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos7.flickr.com/6187898_bccac9461e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/6187898/"&gt;The Window collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, wasn't satisfied with original so here is modified version...call it winteritis cause out my window right now the snow is howling. Oh, sorry, that was the dog.&lt;br /&gt;Roast capon tonite...sorry sorry, I love 'em too but am not allowing memories of little cheep-cheeps to deter me. Will throw in some oven-roasted spuds, carrots, and broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;Alternative was Healthy Choice rubberoid.&lt;br /&gt;Have to, I mean seriously, half to get out that mailart. Hey, Ed...it'z coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;Internet is too easy...love the convenience but miss the satisfaction sometimes of the work and anticipation. Rather like when you took THE BIG TEST in school and had to wait for the professor's "verdict". You thought you had done good, but had you?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, getting later or getting early, depending on where you find yerself at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, all. Tomorrow's another day. 'least that's what the man on the&lt;br /&gt;radio said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111041378930960966?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111041378930960966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111041378930960966' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111041378930960966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111041378930960966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/03/window-collage.html' title='The Window collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-111033426861886563</id><published>2005-03-08T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T07:27:35.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Dreams One Can Go Anywhere collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/6157021/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/6157021_e61eb9e8fb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/6157021/"&gt;In Dreams One Can Go Anywhere collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Looked out the window...snow whipping by like I've never seen it before! That lump on the ground might be you before you were reported missing!&lt;br /&gt;But way earlier than that I started the "F" day...full of surprizes, that is...but fill in at will. Cell phone started quacking at me...message! Since I'd hardly begun my morning coffee I was slow on the draw. Try to hear message and phone is frozen like last years expense account! Do I &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; want to hear it ring? Nope...today I want to be invisible...so was gonna go tomorrow. Now, winter storm so will be incommunicata...not really. Otherworld, land phones about the place for emergency. Unless you are dead, don't call. So, on to read about Roger's latest trip to Italy...Rome this time.&lt;br /&gt;His impression was about the same as mine. Some wonderful things there BUT...&lt;br /&gt;see his poem &lt;a href="http://rogerstevens.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Made some collages...trekked to the market...read a bit of Dylan's book. NOT in the mood...decided to take a look at Museum of Useful Things. Nothing useful at the moment. Hear man sounds that a meal would be nice. Guess I'm off!&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in your day...take time to dream. Hey! wake up, you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-111033426861886563?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111033426861886563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=111033426861886563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111033426861886563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/111033426861886563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-dreams-one-can-go-anywhere-collage.html' title='In Dreams One Can Go Anywhere collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110973830311513018</id><published>2005-03-01T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T16:08:46.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisies collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/5536959/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5536959_d12a4a9899_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/5536959/"&gt;Daisies collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Holy Schmolie! More snow! The daisies can't be too far away tho.&lt;br /&gt;So up way too early for a civilised world to shovel that dandruff from the gods...then shot outta there like a blast from last nites gas.&lt;br /&gt;Whew...made it to work. Realised snow&lt;br /&gt;was nothing compared to the job ahead...some days you just jump in...and hope you are an heck of a swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;Back home. Suddenly hit unexpectedly...Kitty not here to snuggle up to. Funny how these hairy little guys dig out a big place in our hearts. But...there is one cat I have to say brings out the smile every time. This &lt;b&gt;BAD&lt;/b&gt; guy does it every time. I mean serious cat here and lives in Sweden no less. Take a look at &lt;b&gt;Svanspervot&lt;/b&gt; who in this shot is residing over the flickr Union of FEZ-HEADS &lt;a href="http://photos6.flickr.com/5620812_790f13b29e.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Well, one can only keep up such an image so long...even the big boys need a rest..&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/steffe/5619716/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...but notice that paw. Is that...is he...even slumbering, giving me the er...sign?!!! Love the guy and thanx Steffe for introducing us to the true Yetti!&lt;br /&gt;So...wherever you are, think Spring. Pick a Daisy. And remember, Svanspervot is very adept at tracking yer arse.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110973830311513018?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110973830311513018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110973830311513018' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110973830311513018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110973830311513018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/03/daisies-collage.html' title='Daisies collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110946732450889429</id><published>2005-02-26T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T22:55:31.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed Giecek Envelope feb 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/5482422/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5482422_58008cbfe4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/5482422/"&gt;Ed Giecek Envelope feb 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A brilliant sunny day...natures' way of teasing as Monday we have a Northeaster headed our way. Wanted to go out and play but Jon &amp; I had both looked around recently and realised we needed a major cleanup. yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! too much...sensibly he said one room at a time. So we dismantled the living room...yep, dragged the artwork off the walls, pulled out the furniture, washed the sheer drapeds...yes, we are clean again! Took the major part of the day, but we are pleased.&lt;br /&gt;To reward our efforts, had wonderful mail...Mum sent her self-designed envelope, this time with a chrysanthemum and news of blooming camelias. Teasing me for all our snow!&lt;br /&gt;Also mail from Ed Giecek, and so pleased he sent an original collage by him...see here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27585809@N00/4828509/"&gt;well here!&lt;/a&gt; With a few minor changes which I appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;posted envelopes &amp;amp; old drawings from jstangrooms archives to Ruud Janssen which he posted. Phenomenal all the goings on at his site! Wondering if he is triplets! How can one person do so much!&lt;br /&gt;Jeepers, creepers...lots of mail and collages to do...better quit playing!&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...quit wasting time and get to work! Oh, we can be bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110946732450889429?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110946732450889429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110946732450889429' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110946732450889429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110946732450889429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/02/ed-giecek-envelope-feb-2005.html' title='Ed Giecek Envelope feb 2005'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110902924017447347</id><published>2005-02-21T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T19:22:11.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Bluez 2 collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/5194425/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5194425_d2f60f4f1e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/5194425/"&gt;Winter Bluez 2 collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Woke up this morning...well that might have been the mistake right there! Snow...hoooours later, snow. Still going-must be the duracel Snow God up there today. Peck peck peck. What's that? Sparrow having a go at the window! Trying to get in? Look out and see the feeder looks like an ice sculture. Oh, ok...wade out toting sunflower seed, wreck the sculpture and&lt;br /&gt;feel a psycho moment...like a thousand birds ready to descend! High-tail it outta there. Jon's pacing, not knowing what to do with himself. We decided to watch a movie then walked up to the deli for fresh goodies for lunch. Email from Ruud saying he got my mail. Check out his site at IUOMA and indeedy, it's there with lots of other good mail. Wonder if the post office has to hire a special person just to deliver all his mail!&lt;br /&gt;Made a collage then worked on different effects on photos...either I go into a trance working on this stuff, or last nite's wine is playing tricks cause suddenly it's nite. Peak outside...yep, whiteout...which is better than black out I suppose. I know, candles can be romantic but I don't feel like snuggling with the 'puter right now, Sue dog needs a bath, and so does Jon! Just kidding, Sweetie...sniff sniff. Speaking of, he went to NYC to work &amp; play, caught the Cristo "Gates" at Central Park. Some great photos...will pick one he's not showing to give a feel for the scope of this project! Work wouldn't let me off ;-( Nurses have to call in from their own hospital beds to miss a day...but only griping a little. One needs one good gripe a day to keep the doctor away. groan&lt;br /&gt;So how did you spend YOUR day? You did WHAT?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110902924017447347?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110902924017447347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110902924017447347' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110902924017447347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110902924017447347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/02/winter-bluez-2-collage.html' title='Winter Bluez 2 collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110841778695849727</id><published>2005-02-14T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T17:44:04.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Envelope to Ruud Janssen #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4770207/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/4770207_5266ec5a50_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4770207/"&gt;Evelope to Ruud Janssen #1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Envelope I mailed to Ruud today in celebration of his 25 years in mailart.&lt;br /&gt;But at times being a potato-head, I misspelled his name in the address! jeepers! Later worked on collage for Collage Kids group and swapped corruptions of photos back and worth...setting a properly grown up example, thank you. Ooh'd &amp;amp; Ahh'd over collages in John Evan's "Collage" book...studying it too. A definite influence.&lt;br /&gt;Jon's home now. We decided not to go out for tappas afterall, at least for tonite. So...I got goodies early! New Popeye toys which I'll be creating scenes with and putting on flickr...also, Olive Oyl socks! Does he ever know the way to a gal's heart!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...did I see Billy Goat Gruff on Bootsale songs??? Off to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;And Ruud...congrats again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110841778695849727?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110841778695849727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110841778695849727' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110841778695849727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110841778695849727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/02/envelope-to-ruud-janssen-1.html' title='Envelope to Ruud Janssen #1'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110834041426039098</id><published>2005-02-13T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T16:20:16.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lady In The Heart collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4589945/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4589945_79ba44e82a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4589945/"&gt;The Lady In The Heart collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, it's Valentine's Day...what did you expect?!Admit to getting totally mushy as there are too many "holidays" I don't care a whip about....but love? A day to remember those who make our lives more meaningful? Yeah. Know what I realised? Our sibblings count too! Forget those bratty years of tormenting each other...they rate! To who else could you spill your guts and have them remain calmly tell you you have a buggar hanging out yer nare...and you aren't offended?!&lt;br /&gt;So...where ever you are...remember to tell someone you love them. So it's only the dog? That's fair. Had a silly Kitty that liked to sit on my chest come morning...eyeball to eyeball...Wake UP! Play with me! Wish she were here to say "I Love you". So,&lt;br /&gt;don't miss your chance...today it's okay to be a bit mushy.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs, all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110834041426039098?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110834041426039098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110834041426039098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110834041426039098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110834041426039098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/02/lady-in-heart-collage.html' title='The Lady In The Heart collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110816598942364370</id><published>2005-02-11T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T18:42:10.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruud Janssen 25th yr Postcard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4633228/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4633228_3e3ee32ead_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4633228/"&gt;Ruud Janssen 25th yr Postcard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey, Ruud, thanks so much. This postcard, celebrating Ruud's 25 years worth of contributing to the growth and networking of mailartist, is a wonderful piece. The picture here doesn't do justice to the lush layers of paint, with the bronze areas a subtle shimmer. Lovely. Now I need to do a little something in return!&lt;br /&gt;Back to Somerville, the snow alert turned out to be more ice than snow so out WAY too early to scrap and do the winter thing. Then hussled to work where the gods deemed I needed a normal day. Able to leave on time...yes! Home, but Jon had been brilliant on chores then absconded to the Plough. He deserved it. Tried to see what I should do here, but drawn by a magnetic force to the computer where I found invite for "Winter of Discontent" collage from grocky. Collage"!!! Could write a book! Heart pounding...am I feverish? No, I think it's called collagitist. Projects to do and a weekend to work on them...sigh. And Valentine's Day coming up...;-) Am told I'll be taken out for a special dinner that nite...five years plus may not seem very long, but it's also forever it seems. Nice to be spoiled on occasion, and amazing we two strange souls (the artists' temperament is not to be ignored) have neither hidden a body in the cellar nor grown flowers over a "well fertilized" garden! Actually we are more likely to collapse in giggles, forgetting the movie we are watching, and remembering life's little calamities. Picture Jon reaching out for a hug and his chair, in slow motion, tossing him into the mail shredder. Or another meal I've prepared, half from the kitchen, half from the computer room..."Oh!" he bravely says..."Lovely charcoal! Shall I use the chisel or the hammer?". No wonder the poor man makes Tiny Tim look like Paul Bunyon! Teasing of course as he's strong as an ox.&lt;br /&gt;Article in the paper today showing picture of Christo's "The Pont Neuf Wrapped". 450,000 suare feet of woven polyamide fabric used to wrap the 12 arches of Pont-Neuf in central Paris. Interesting because we have signed postcard of the Pont-Neuf of original arches by Cristo. Can't imagine a project of that size!&lt;br /&gt;Well, work to do and a man to feed...so better pay attention here. A charcoaled hotdog might be pushing the limits?&lt;br /&gt;Wheverever you are...don't forget those you love...yeah, that Valentine's thingy!&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110816598942364370?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110816598942364370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110816598942364370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110816598942364370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110816598942364370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/02/ruud-janssen-25th-yr-postcard.html' title='Ruud Janssen 25th yr Postcard'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110747765374765590</id><published>2005-02-03T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T18:11:14.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Care of Business collage a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4222610/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4222610_0c6b309e86_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4222610/"&gt;Taking Care of Business collage a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, nice to sleep in! Actually, Jon beat me up this morning...already had collected the paper and was well into his cup of coffee! We decided to stay in and catch up on mailart, collages, and general maintenance here...but that only worked for a while before Jon was antsy for his daily walk. Found some photos Michael had sent from our trip there...might be showing a few. Ruud Janssen emailed that I pestered him enough to get one of his 25 years cards...just teasing Ruud! And I've been trying to come up with something appropriate to send back in return. Pleased to see John M Bennett's piece I did arrived on Five Million Copies, and Madge found a home on kenbmiller's site. Nice piece of Michael Leigh's there too! Hate that for some reason my blog will no longer let me have nedstat or links without throwing the whole site ablunder, but hey...doesn't really matter. Roger Stevens says the collaborative between he, A1 wastedpapiers, and myself arrived (sorry I took so long!). Think we might be close to finishing this, so eager to see final craziness...it's almost 3D considering the personalities!&lt;br /&gt;Watching that mail as Ed Giecek has something coming, and oh, I LOVE his eraser carvings! Talk about detail and just plain talent!&lt;br /&gt;Art Naphro the orphan has long been a favorite for his collages, but thrilled to see some of his paintings. We all have our personal taste in art, and his appeals to me.&lt;br /&gt;Dog is snoring, Jon is patiently waiting for food...so better get a move on.&lt;br /&gt;Where ever you are...be safe, be happy. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110747765374765590?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110747765374765590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110747765374765590' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110747765374765590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110747765374765590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/02/taking-care-of-business-collage.html' title='Taking Care of Business collage a'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110714947255504126</id><published>2005-01-31T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T19:35:56.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Madge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4015277/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4015277_673774ecfa_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/4015277/"&gt;Madge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Come on...we all have our weaknesses! And who, looking in that mirrow in the morning doesn't ask a question or two?&lt;br /&gt;What happened last nite? What happened last year?! What happened to bring me there to here?&lt;br /&gt;Life is short... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110714947255504126?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110714947255504126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110714947255504126' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110714947255504126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110714947255504126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/madge.html' title='Madge'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110704094517052327</id><published>2005-01-29T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T18:51:22.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Our Darlin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3928096/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/3928096_ebc8fe8edb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3928096/"&gt;He's Our Darlin'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Big Al Davies has a big talent...plays too many instruments &amp; fooled me...thought he had the band there...was him! He also has a great sense of humor and let me terribly collage him here. Sort of an ongoing joke between several of we more outrageous folks.&lt;br /&gt;Michael Leigh first introduced Jon &amp;amp; me to blogging...and it's been such a fantastic way to connect to others, mostly but not always, involved in art. Using my definition of art...anything anyone creates. It's also mind-boggling to connect to people world-wide so instantly...I struggle because it is very satisfying to see things "in progress" yet even more so to get REAL mail where who knows what it might contain. Mailart, to me, is correspondence with a twist...a statement...one person's response to any given subject. In it's way, it documents today's world. Whoa, not such uneventful times either!&lt;br /&gt;Back to daily living...well we went to Chinatown...had dim sum...not sure what a single thing I ate was...don't ask, don't tell...but thoroughly tasty and fascinating place to "people watch"...I did notice as we made our way back to the car that no dogs were to be seen in this neighborhood! Over to the Institute of Contemporary Art to catch a show on Artists Painting Artists...really interesting Nan Goldin film clip on her "Queens" series...from a period when she lived with several sexually altered men into stunning women...these were rich and felt intimate...later, after formal training she was advised to go back and re-shoot some of these subjects using wide-lens, filters, and other more professional tools. They lacked the energy and close insight...for she no longer had the personal contact she needs to make her wonderful pictures.&lt;br /&gt;There's the old saying I've heard about writing...you have to write about something you know...and I really think it applies in art, music, any medium.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, several collage efforts to try to compose...and a decision to separate my work into distinct catagories...strictly cut and paste, multi-medium, and those digitally manipulated as I love what Gursky has accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my computor knowlege appears to be nil when it comes to HTML language. Anyone know where the heck you put the "code" from Flickr on the blog template? Keep moving it around but messes up the alignment! HELP!&lt;br /&gt;Buz Blurr has new mailart call...Ed Giecek already has fab entry...still mulling here...could be worse, could be mulleting.&lt;br /&gt;Til later, not a bad night to do the Rolling Thunder Revue. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110704094517052327?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110704094517052327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110704094517052327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110704094517052327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110704094517052327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/hes-our-darlin.html' title='He&apos;s Our Darlin&apos;'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110678608719970548</id><published>2005-01-26T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:33:24.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3832293/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3832293_33ca1c51b0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3832293/"&gt;My Big Feet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ok, it was a choice between&lt;br /&gt;my big feet and my big mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, snow is beautiful...it's&lt;br /&gt;also cold enough to freeze a&lt;br /&gt;witches er...um...riches? and if&lt;br /&gt;I shovel one more load I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;enter the next Charles Atlas look-alike.&lt;br /&gt;Peter Wolf is crooning...the man is&lt;br /&gt;good, no doubt about it! Actually ran&lt;br /&gt;almost literally into him coming out of&lt;br /&gt;the grocers a few weeks back but left the man in peace...besides he NEEDS to eat more. Want a good listen? Fools Parade is lovely. Poetry in music...reminds me of Roger Stevens, who does such an interesting mix of both. Roger, feed the poor pheasant...you can share those peanuts!&lt;br /&gt;Eleven bean soup stewing away...and nae, I didn't count...would they lie, I ask? Oh sure, that's "marketing"...&lt;br /&gt;Also wondering why some market research has sent me a years supply of spray bathroom cleaner! Have the neighbors been complaining? All together now..."we love chemicals, yes we do...we don't care what harm you do"...oh yeah, a little crecendo there please.&lt;br /&gt;Something you should do...enter the International Mailart Show...PANAFEST 2005-GHANA, West Africa. Theme...the fight against HIV/AIDS. A little upset that a bit of education and available medication could save lives...well they won't get either unless the wale raises high enough and here's yer chance. Questions? email me...we can and have actually made a difference at times...no pressure, lol.&lt;br /&gt;As I sit next to the air-conditioner that I've plasticised, toweled, and finally slung a beach towel over to keep away those nasty snot stalagtites,&lt;br /&gt;I say...somewhere in this universe it must be at least 20 degrees...ahhhhhhh, heat wave. If you live there, toast your buns...well of course I meant hotdog buns! Snuggle up...Baby, it's cold outside! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110678608719970548?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110678608719970548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110678608719970548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110678608719970548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110678608719970548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-big-feet.html' title='My Big Feet'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110669097749641911</id><published>2005-01-25T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T12:23:16.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiteout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3770348/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3770348_6893594a5d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3770348/"&gt;Whiteout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this was my last photo of Kat...after emergency visit to vet yesterday she only weakened...today we went back for the last time. I started to delete this picture but she made us laugh &amp;amp; made us love her...silly Kat. I miss you &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110669097749641911?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110669097749641911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110669097749641911' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110669097749641911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110669097749641911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/whiteout.html' title='Whiteout'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110661306427105284</id><published>2005-01-24T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:34:25.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiteout 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3770675/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/3770675_a29d2a1460_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3770675/"&gt;Whiteout 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do ya know...weather forecasters got it right! The blizzard came...and came. Eerie driving into work the first night(spent the night there and was almost a 36 hr deal)...wind whipping snow haphazardly so when one could see, it was almost impossible to tell where the road, the sidewalks, and ditches were...a true white landscape. I felt nervous, aware of the danger, yet found I could maneuver and do well in challenging conditions. During the next 24 hours at hospital, I was so proud of a staff determined to see our patients got the care they needed. Back home, a bit weary but welcomed by Jonathan, life back to normal...not that either of us is normal. He dug out of his spot, only to have someone else run out and place their chair in his spot to reserve it for themself! Back again from errands, for the 3rd time, Jon dug a spot to park. Later, he dropped Kat &amp;amp; me off at the vet as there was nowhere to park, retrieved me...then walked to the Plough! A totally pleasant walk, he informed me...with lots of comments on his new "wooly hat".&lt;br /&gt;Well, Archie surely would have found use for his sled here...maybe one day.&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, no chestnuts to roast, Michael (OH, you did make them sound yummy)...but perhaps one Irish coffee to warm the spirits, a hearty meal to come as we watch Fear Factor...and all is cozy enough.&lt;br /&gt;Take care all! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110661306427105284?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110661306427105284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110661306427105284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110661306427105284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110661306427105284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/whiteout-2.html' title='Whiteout 2'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110626636820872590</id><published>2005-01-20T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T19:38:57.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To Planet Artichoke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3593577/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/3593577_095a46e8b3_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3593577/"&gt;Welcome To Planet Artichoke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A wild &amp; hairy coupla days! 5 PM last nite, Jon calls saying his van just went kerplunk...mind you there's a snow storm out there and temp near zero. He had called AAA who said they would be there in 30 or so minutes. One hour later, he's still sitting there. More calls, more promises. Two hours later, still sitting. He wouldn't leave the vehicle because it was in a tow zone! Three hours later, I drove over to where he was hoping to at least give him a warm place to wait. Just as I arrived, so did the wrecker. Jon hopped in my car, feet frozen. We met the wrecker at Vinny's, making sure all was secure then finally home at 9:30 PM. A late dinner, bit of TV then read outselves into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;Up this morning...no van for today so his work day shot. Mailed off Gee Whiz to Roger (a collaborative collage booklet with Roger Stevens &amp;amp; A1wastedpapiers), then we ran errands. Jon bought more birdseed and it's been like "INCOMING!!!" every since. Don't know how they survive out there! Finally he drove to the Plough while I worked on collages &amp; mail. That darn cat (I say that with love) has stopped eating again! It's feast or famine with her so to vets...again...tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey...did I mention it was the speakers and not the new computor that needed replacing. So thanks to Pro Sound I can again enjoy Bootsalesounds!!!&lt;br /&gt;Time to start dinner...sorry vegetarians, but that hen is going into the pot without guilt...well, only a little!&lt;br /&gt;One last thought...know that classic Christmas song, supposed to offer comfort, called "Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire"? Does anyone ever EAT the things? I've only heard of them being used as weapons...strung together and used to bop people!&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are, stay warm &amp;amp; safe...and if you see AAA, stick out yer tongue...but only if you're not waiting for them to pick you up!&lt;br /&gt;Ta. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110626636820872590?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110626636820872590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110626636820872590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110626636820872590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110626636820872590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/welcome-to-planet-artichoke.html' title='Welcome To Planet Artichoke'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110591045746250081</id><published>2005-01-16T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T16:51:11.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Can't Be Happening</title><content type='html'>Well, after all the dust settled, I ended up&lt;br /&gt;getting a new HD with loads of memory...what?&lt;br /&gt;Can't hear you! Evidently the sound isn't working&lt;br /&gt;as even cranked up to deafening, there is this little&lt;br /&gt;whispering noise! Will probably have to return &amp;&lt;br /&gt;replace but not today.&lt;br /&gt;Made a collage for CK...Michael's theme of "SpaceRace"&lt;br /&gt;or "Superstition"...not at all pleased with it but will&lt;br /&gt;have to do for now...will post when flickr is back up.&lt;br /&gt;Reading from "Collage...The Making of Modern Art" by Brandon&lt;br /&gt;Taylor. It's not a "how-to" book but more the history of&lt;br /&gt;collage that one might have as the text used for course.&lt;br /&gt;It's excellent...a gift from Jonathan.&lt;br /&gt;Entered self-protrait on mailart project that will eventually&lt;br /&gt;go to The Scribe in NJ.&lt;br /&gt;Up to the market as we have another winter storm warning&lt;br /&gt;in effect for tonite...wish some of it would blow Archie's way!&lt;br /&gt;Our friend Rick stopped by...living in the beautiful Bershires&lt;br /&gt;these days . He gave us a Warron Zevon CD he had burned with&lt;br /&gt;The Wind &amp;amp; other good songs from the past...GREAT listening.&lt;br /&gt;Our area here looks like a giant kettle of bubbling stew...ingredients&lt;br /&gt;visable for a minute then lost to the bottom of the heap again. With&lt;br /&gt;an occasional stir.&lt;br /&gt;Ed Gieceks site is bringing in really great work for the happy64birthday&lt;br /&gt;bobdylan site, I see! May include one of his inserts for the mail call on flickr as&lt;br /&gt;they were really great in themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Off to do errands now...&lt;br /&gt;What better way to spend a cold blustery day, than by creating something&lt;br /&gt;new...a poem, a picture, a scrapbook, a collage...whatever you fancy!&lt;br /&gt;Take care, all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110591045746250081?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110591045746250081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110591045746250081' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110591045746250081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110591045746250081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-cant-be-happening.html' title='This Can&apos;t Be Happening'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110559160054456686</id><published>2005-01-12T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T21:55:01.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call of the Night collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3268342/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3268342_fdd918835c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3268342/"&gt;The Call of the Night collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Days at an end...work is aside...imagination says...&lt;br /&gt;let's take a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Reading Accordian Crimes...&lt;br /&gt;locale New Orleans so far...&lt;br /&gt;a place I know well or thought&lt;br /&gt;so...now I understand it better.&lt;br /&gt;And what are you doing now? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110559160054456686?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110559160054456686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110559160054456686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110559160054456686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110559160054456686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/call-of-night-collage.html' title='The Call of the Night collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110546116801392534</id><published>2005-01-11T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T22:55:36.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One and All  We Danced collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3167326/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos1.flickr.com/3167326_00778d3723_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/3167326/"&gt;One and All We Danced collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;test run here to see if&lt;br /&gt;things are straightened out&lt;br /&gt;or I just need to do a new blog... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110546116801392534?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110546116801392534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110546116801392534' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110546116801392534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110546116801392534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2005/01/one-and-all-we-danced-collage.html' title='One and All  We Danced collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110454383736192142</id><published>2004-12-31T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T21:56:00.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is A Circle   collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2676783/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2676783_747ac96c68_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2676783/"&gt;Life Is A Circle collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This collage was made in support of Hands to S.E. Asia...to those whose lives have been swept away and to those remaining who somehow must continue.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts tonight...that those remaining have the food, medical care, and lodging needed to survive the night. That they find the strength for tomorrow. And that we who are so fortunate, yet not trouble free, truly&lt;br /&gt;consider our lives' priorities.&lt;br /&gt;May the New Year offer each of us new opportunities. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110454383736192142?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110454383736192142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110454383736192142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110454383736192142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110454383736192142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/life-is-circle-collage.html' title='Life Is A Circle   collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110385954922620891</id><published>2004-12-23T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T20:00:28.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2485718/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2485718_45eb54a7a0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2485718/"&gt;Christmas 2004&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;you know, there is so much happening all over the world...we all just simply wish that there would be peace.&lt;br /&gt;so many opinions and beliefs. I simply say..may you be safe. I wish you well. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110385954922620891?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110385954922620891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110385954922620891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110385954922620891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110385954922620891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-2004.html' title='Christmas 2004'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110358090852268843</id><published>2004-12-20T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T16:29:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Popeye the Sailor Man c</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2379873/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2379873_b2d2684e13_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2379873/"&gt;Popeye the Sailor Man c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;wwwwwwell, what's a person to do when it's bleeping freezing out and your eyelashes look like icycles! You bring yerself up into a giant ball, barrel down the road, and dare anyone to get into the path of this rolling snowball. Finally make it to the post office, no casualties so far, and watch the clerk's face as you load up the counter with packets to UK, Australia, and Serbia. Actually she knows me and took the time to look at the decoration on each...not wanting to add the metered stamps for fear of messing up designs. Told her to stamp away and add any stickers she could! We both had fun &amp; it broke up the routine for her. Time to ready for walk back home...determined not to be a snowball but a mummy snowman. Buttoned up the sweater, wooly neck sash applied, big floppy hat pulled down so only eyeballs show, coat refastened! Forward men, march!!! Okay, waddle waddle. Meet other waddle waddles. We realize the walks which normally accommodate 2 people side-by-side are NOT going to happen. Take turns stepping off into the pile of snow to let each other pass. Yes, the Christmas spirit is present...#**@#!!! Home again. Whew! Time for hot cocoa? Nooooo...Kat had again stopped eating and is cringing in corners. She's to have dental surgery Wednesday but can't like this. Call to the vet...in for emergengy IV fluids &amp;amp; antibiotics. Kat put into her travel box, and dash out to the car. Door locks frozen and windows need scraping the ice off. Think of Kitty...Think of Kitty I mantra as I scrape and bang realize I only think I still have fingers...they are supposed to be under those gloves...but I can't feel them. To vet...gets her treatment and find out we have to repeat this tomorrow so she'll be up to the surgery. WWeeeeahhhhh...starting to think I need a drink! What?!! It's only 2 PM?!! Back home and settle for a cocoa...yes, I added extra whipped cream...after all!!!&lt;br /&gt;No, I need more...and there's that little packet sitting there that is OH, so tempting. NOOOOOOOO! my conscience shouts. YEEEEEEEES! my whimpy self shouts back! Off rips that paper...and...it can't be! NOT no NOT my hero...POPEYE! Aw, Michael, you shouldn't have...but he's just what I needed this crazy day. Thank you, Hazel, and Archie so much! Today wasn't so bad after-all! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110358090852268843?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110358090852268843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110358090852268843' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110358090852268843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110358090852268843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/popeye-sailor-man-c.html' title='Popeye the Sailor Man c'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110350503948976188</id><published>2004-12-19T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T01:14:00.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>John Lincoln Wright CD cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2351382/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2351382_eb13cf4e8b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2351382/"&gt;John Lincoln Wright CD cover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ever see a Peter Wolf show? Electrifying from the get-go and&lt;br /&gt;the he never lets up. Peter, a Boston bloak, said of John...he's "a survivor. He ain't just in it for a Sunday drive."&lt;br /&gt;It's true...John Lincoln speaks of and from life...good days, bad days, lonely days, "got folding money" days. Last night we went to his annual Christmas party at the Kirkland. He was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Even the pub owner, barkeeps, and old friends from the Plough showed up to give homage to this local icon. We kicked up our heels to honky-tonk, we swayed with his ballads...changing partners, it didn't matter...he made us want to dance. Speaking to John Lincoln, looking frail and as he said "enough going on in his life to keep the material comin' in", I wonder if this might be his last party here...I hope not. He is a man with the rare talent of translating life to music. Thank you, John Lincoln, for this special time. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110350503948976188?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110350503948976188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110350503948976188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110350503948976188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110350503948976188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/john-lincoln-wright-cd-cover.html' title='John Lincoln Wright CD cover'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110342006742208785</id><published>2004-12-18T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T19:01:37.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed Giecek envelope front</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2320237/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2320237_7638abffcb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2320237/"&gt;Ed Giecek envelope front&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Running VERY late but finally finished Christmas card collage and ran by photocopiers so if it's late, don't blame the mailman! Ate a full Irish breakfast(brunch)-yep, even the black and white pudding! Then a bit more shopping with some success.Back home to find this outstanding mail from Ed...it's just beautiful! and funny...was addressed to Sumer'zville, MA and it got here!!! fantastic. And finally, finally got the tree! yipeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Now off to see our friend John Lincoln for his party...he'll sing some of our favorite songs of his I'm sure and will see friends I've not seen in ages. Ta for now! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110342006742208785?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110342006742208785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110342006742208785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110342006742208785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110342006742208785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/ed-giecek-envelope-front.html' title='Ed Giecek envelope front'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110334346869846941</id><published>2004-12-17T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T20:24:35.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Salute  collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2296185/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2296185_a815b559c9_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2296185/"&gt;Salute collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, we all need some spice&lt;br /&gt;to our lives! This collage was made for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;collage kids group, where it represents a&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beatles song or album and we guess which&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;one. Always a fun challenge and a great time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seeing everyone's work!&lt;br /&gt;Worked today...and work was work.&lt;br /&gt;But home and time to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Robert Crumb CD...yes we were&lt;br /&gt;bad &amp;amp; opened that present early!&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful!!! Jonathan dances as&lt;br /&gt;we listen to and sing about&lt;br /&gt;Rings around the bathtub...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you so much Michael...what&lt;br /&gt;a great surprise...I am holding off&lt;br /&gt;on my gift...but know it will be&lt;br /&gt;perfect.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't listened to Robert Crumb....you have missed a treat.&lt;br /&gt;Late now...cheers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110334346869846941?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110334346869846941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110334346869846941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110334346869846941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110334346869846941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/salute-collage.html' title='Salute  collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110271242706239101</id><published>2004-12-10T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T05:37:33.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time...It's Been A Fun Ride  orig collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2084958/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2084958_8ea865857f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/2084958/"&gt;Time...It's Been A Fun Ride orig collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's raining so many puddles, even the toads are carrying umbrellas!&lt;br /&gt;But, things to do...so took a trip down memory lane as I worked on this collage for CK group, then decorated a few envelopes for Christmas cards. Jonathan home for a bit so had ramen noodle soup &amp; worked the crossword together, then he was off again. Still no tree...never been this late &amp;amp; feeling like Ebenezer Grooge! Think I'll drag down all the Santa PEZ and do something on dining room table...maybe a picture there for those who collect PEZ. Hey, mailman's here...til later! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110271242706239101?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110271242706239101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110271242706239101' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110271242706239101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110271242706239101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/timeits-been-fun-ride-orig-collage.html' title='Time...It&apos;s Been A Fun Ride  orig collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110247286422833517</id><published>2004-12-07T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T15:36:02.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Evil Came To Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1988917/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1988917_461617f45a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1988917/"&gt;When Evil Came To Visit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Remember The Christmas Story by Charles Dickens...ghost of Christmas Past appears...poor trembling Ebenezer. Well, here he is...visiting YOU! Time of reflection, denial, excuses! So what would you change? Maybe it's time we did change some things...the future is what we make it, they say.&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, Roger , got the Killer Rabbits CD...listening as I type...great er indescribable music and lyrics. Just have to hear to appreciate!!! Thanx so much. Ever hear of David Johanssen? Sort of pre-punk before the Sex Pistols, Talking Heads...etc. Great interview I hear of him...recent show in UK...reunion of "The Dolls"? But nothing like the George Harrison Memorial just played on PBS...will get that DVD for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Jon had great news...all but one of his paintings sold...knew he just needed the right person marketing who knew the client! Celebrations here for sure!&lt;br /&gt;Off to dinner...&lt;br /&gt;and remember...when you go to sleep...you may just meet the Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers...Right!!!!!!!lol &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110247286422833517?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110247286422833517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110247286422833517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110247286422833517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110247286422833517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/when-evil-came-to-visit.html' title='When Evil Came To Visit'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110237326629532170</id><published>2004-12-06T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T01:32:45.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daybreak #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1967171/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1967171_f294e312bb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1967171/"&gt;Daybreak #5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tumbled out of bed at daybreak, glancing out the window. It looked&lt;br /&gt;like a blazing fire...all else was dark. Whew, no fire...but the sun just showing. Grabbed the camera &amp; ran outdoors...not stopping for a coat.&lt;br /&gt;Brrrrr...came inside to call Jon to look, turned around and the whole sky&lt;br /&gt;had turned into jewel-toned ripples.&lt;br /&gt;click click click!&lt;br /&gt;By now needed a steaming cuppa to thaw out...then finished up the envelope and&lt;br /&gt;went to post my silly piece for the&lt;br /&gt;happy 64th birthday Bob Dylan project.&lt;br /&gt;He has to be one of my all time favorites, so wanted to do something.&lt;br /&gt;Did a bit of Christmas shopping...yikes, there's a big list! Bought some cards...HAVE to get them out pronto!&lt;br /&gt;Realized that the cover over the air-conditioning was failing miserably as I&lt;br /&gt;began to grow icicles out my nostrils! Found tape, plastic and "boarded up" that mother!&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas wish is going to be for socks, thicker socks, and battery-heated Long Johns! A few pieces of coal would also be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the George Harrison Memorial show on PBS...was wonderful to hear his songs and hear Eric Clapton. Also Jeff Lynn(?) on ukelele. Noticed that Eric &amp;amp; Paul McCartney have really nice harmony when they sing together. Fun way to end the night. But tonight...Fear Factor!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...what's for dinner? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110237326629532170?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110237326629532170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110237326629532170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110237326629532170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110237326629532170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/daybreak-5.html' title='Daybreak #5'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110221232395758643</id><published>2004-12-04T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T07:51:12.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Cut the Cheese  collage #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1923369/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1923369_45fb2d5eeb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1923369/"&gt;Who Cut the Cheese collage #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Perfect wintry day...so layered up then a quick walk to bank and post office. Then off to Harvard Square to find it's wonderful little shops &amp; yes, holiday shoppers. Into the Pharmacy which carries European fare for stocking stuffers, then to The Museum of Useful Things. WOW, they have the best different goodies (truly useful too) so more stocking stuffers. Then to the Indian Cafe. Ah, the spices filled the air and the food just as good. Had a hot coconut soup which I'd never seen before and something like vegetarian somasas but long, crepe-like, cooked right there. Delish! Also a mango lassi.&lt;br /&gt;Then stopped by the local artist co-op...found a wool wig-hat! Oh, you'll see a picture of Jon in that...all the customers were having such fun watching him "model" it! On to the grocers, then home to collage and feed Kat, who went from not eating to eating us out of house &amp;amp; home. It's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful blogs to visit...you people are so talented &amp;amp; fun.&lt;br /&gt;Take care...til later. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110221232395758643?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110221232395758643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110221232395758643' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110221232395758643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110221232395758643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/who-cut-cheese-collage-2.html' title='Who Cut the Cheese  collage #2'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110212133596126473</id><published>2004-12-03T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T20:35:12.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somerville Christmas lights across street</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1897891/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1897891_2a57c79339_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1897891/"&gt;Somerville Christmas lights across street&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night came, but its darkness&lt;br /&gt;was slowly overcome by the&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Spirit...lights glowing,&lt;br /&gt;a warmth of heart and spirit...the&lt;br /&gt;snow only added beauty...In these&lt;br /&gt;uneasy times, it is important that we&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;value each person, each country, each&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;culture . Diversity, uniqueness...that is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what makes one special.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110212133596126473?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110212133596126473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110212133596126473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110212133596126473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110212133596126473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/somerville-christmas-lights-across.html' title='Somerville Christmas lights across street'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110194516865387965</id><published>2004-12-01T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T05:39:30.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LR Shrine #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1837087/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1837087_c4654b909c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1837087/"&gt;LR Shrine #3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rain, rain go away...but&lt;br /&gt;if the choice is snow, please stay!&lt;br /&gt;So slogged off to Staples to resupply printer ink, to the off-license to stock up on holiday spirits, the the post office...hey, John Wayne stamps!&lt;br /&gt;After 2 very expensive trips to the vet for Kat who quit eating, she's on antibiotics and is chowing down. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;Then to the market just because I like things to be fresh.&lt;br /&gt;Home...taking photos...one of this thimble. Oh stop groaning, Michael! I know you don't fancy them! But this one is special...hand-painted for me by an artist friend who has since died. Tom was originally from UK, had an outrageous wit, and I miss the bloak. He would think bloak was the nicest thing I called him! He also painted larger on canvas pieces and was working on one with Irish gardens, his beloved cat, birds...all things we each loved. He wrote me right before he went to hospital last time saying he couldn't finish the painting...but was including a few ladybugs for luck. Soon after he died; his lovely wife K posted the painting to me...When I took it to the framers, John offered to finish parts of the trees and roses for me. As his work is wonderful I was tempted, but felt I only wanted Tom's hand there. Someday I'll show this picture also...but for now it's still too close to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...as I cleared &amp; cleaned for the Christmas tree, I was drawn to this tiny thimble. Reminded me that something does not need to be big to be dear.&lt;br /&gt;So soon, holiday lights everywhere! And we happen to live in a neighborhood that really lights up!!! More pics to show later.&lt;br /&gt;Roger, if you see this...check yer rabbit site for CD order...friendly reminder! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;As for dreams...well, I think they are our subconscious talking to us...bits and pieces reminding us of things that "registered" emotionally or however. I forget most of mine too, Michael...there must be a reason? Oh, can imagine Archie does have vivid ones with his lively spirit! And he's young enough to remember...remember?&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas wish?...good health to family &amp;amp; friends...Peace.&lt;br /&gt;Some printer ink would be nice too...lol. Oh man...that just reminded me of John Lennon's "So This Is Christmas" song...one of all time favorites! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110194516865387965?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110194516865387965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110194516865387965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110194516865387965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110194516865387965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/12/lr-shrine-3.html' title='LR Shrine #3'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110179046893412875</id><published>2004-11-29T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T20:09:07.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visions At Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1798541/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1798541_1555f9056c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1798541/"&gt;Visions At Night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;When night time comes, our&lt;br /&gt;dreams come to visit. Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;a mixed bric-a-brac of the days&lt;br /&gt;happenings...sometimes our visions&lt;br /&gt;take us elsewhere. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May the force be with you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110179046893412875?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110179046893412875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110179046893412875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110179046893412875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110179046893412875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/visions-at-night.html' title='Visions At Night'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110151214864793945</id><published>2004-11-26T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T08:51:51.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kat Bluez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1720965/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1720965_2d210ac29a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1720965/"&gt;Kat Bluez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nite-time's falling...&lt;br /&gt;who gives a rap?&lt;br /&gt;Turnin' on the music...&lt;br /&gt;fingers start to tap.&lt;br /&gt;You think it's easy?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's all a ruse...&lt;br /&gt;That's why this Kat sings the bluez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night for Tom Waits...or maybe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking Heads? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110151214864793945?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110151214864793945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110151214864793945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110151214864793945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110151214864793945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/kat-bluez.html' title='Kat Bluez'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110144339835882278</id><published>2004-11-25T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T13:49:19.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Graces &amp; Furies  collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1704103/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1704103_294d743fb0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1704103/"&gt;Graces &amp; Furies collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Worked today...a warm feeling there as family gathered "round. But a shorter day so home to find Jon on a cleaning binge. So we both delved in...accomplished quite a bit, we did...hey! can finally see the bottom surface of dining-room table. JOn prepared a succulent duck dinner with turnip &amp;amp; leeks...I did clean up patrol. Only to find we didn't want the dining room table at all...so we toasted each other with a glass of wine and watch the telly as we feasted. Creatures of bad habits or maybe just chatting, eating, and catching a bit of the better parts of the telly.&lt;br /&gt;Between it all we both worked on collages...me for a project, he for a collaboration with Mark Greenfield. We went back and forth, checking out each others work. A full and satisfying day. Wherever you are...Happy Day to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110144339835882278?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110144339835882278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110144339835882278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110144339835882278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110144339835882278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/graces-furies-collage.html' title='Graces &amp; Furies  collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110125837415069122</id><published>2004-11-23T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T22:04:24.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruud Janssen envelope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1662414/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1662414_31fbcd0390_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1662414/"&gt;Ruud Janssen envelope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A lovely envelope has such promise. Don't know what to expect of the contents...but the anticipation! This is one envelope, had I received, would have been enough all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Think of yer mail...is it fun? Bills?! Yuk...&lt;br /&gt;Next envelope you send...make it special...let it say something about&lt;br /&gt;who you are or where you stand of any given subject.&lt;br /&gt;It's freedom of expression...something some countries still struggle with.&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, check out Roger Stevens' "Poetry Zone". Get lost in yer your youth...have fun...it's all there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, too sophistated for that you say? You are in need of serious belly laughs! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110125837415069122?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110125837415069122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110125837415069122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110125837415069122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110125837415069122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/ruud-janssen-envelope.html' title='Ruud Janssen envelope'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110115299888791156</id><published>2004-11-22T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:21:17.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Betty Boop #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1638942/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1638942_08731bb40e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1638942/"&gt;Betty Boop #1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oop oop pa doo. Been that kinda of day. Jonathan's van back in the shop again...arggggh. So he's borrowed the car and left me here to play. The intention was for me to tidy up...but you know what happens when you start moving things around...diversion. Darn&lt;br /&gt;little camera just jumped into me hands. The result of which is pictures of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Mail is late...tapping toes here.&lt;br /&gt;Made myself a wonderful scrambled egg &amp; scallion sandwich on sourdough bread. But 3 eggs is WAY too much food so Sue got the left-overs.&lt;br /&gt;Jon popped back in an van only had a hose problem? No charge so he's off again.&lt;br /&gt;Huge piece of newspaper blew into tree outside window, snagged. REALLY driving me nuts, like a picture hanging ajar on the wall. Do I want to lean out the 2nd story window &amp;amp; try to grab that bugger?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;Time to check on Stan &amp;amp; Ollie. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110115299888791156?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110115299888791156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110115299888791156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110115299888791156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110115299888791156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/betty-boop-1.html' title='Betty Boop #1'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110114032032299014</id><published>2004-11-22T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:11:42.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Snot Shot #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1635937/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1635937_8e1ea47e5f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1635937/"&gt;Egg Snot Shot #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Step right up, folks, don't be shy! Have I got a bargain for you! One fully functional egg snot aparatus...and just in time for the holidays! A "must have" for all vegetarians...and think of the sparkle in your kids eyes as they behold the bloke with a cold...the beak with a leak!&lt;br /&gt;Now no need to rush...that's it, plenty for all....kerchoo! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110114032032299014?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110114032032299014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110114032032299014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110114032032299014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110114032032299014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/egg-snot-shot-2.html' title='Egg Snot Shot #2'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110108652390646027</id><published>2004-11-21T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T11:05:40.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing For The Day  collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1622829/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1622829_791aeea38b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1622829/"&gt;Preparing For The Day collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh dear, so much to do at the&lt;br /&gt;start of day, with peepers slowly&lt;br /&gt;plowed open with coffee or tea. Wake up&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan...re-wake up Jonathan. Chilly&lt;br /&gt;day, thick with mist. Too bad, as those alliums MUST be planted. Happen to have a handy dibble though that speeded up the process, so job accomplished. Catch a glimpse out the window of a very fat cardinal...thanks, I hope, to a newly filled birdfeeder. Does that mean a "hard" winter? Thrilled to hear that we shall be the proud owner of a Mickey Mouse hall light (thanks, Snap!). The birthday party yesterday actually was amusing...some very bright kids about! Somehow, as the 3 year old was opening her loot for the day, it came up that almost nothing was made in the USA anymore. Everyone started pulling at their clothes, checking tags...China has replaced Japan as the major exporter it seems. Levi's...Mexico...Converse sneakers...China (and they squeak!). Made me wonder about the work conditions in these countries. Thankfully, England still makes our boots!!! Oh, even Olive Oyl now made in China.&lt;br /&gt;Snap, bought fresh eggs to photograph Mr. Beane's snot...gonna have to be quick though...the ghastly thing actually works!&lt;br /&gt;Worked on photos and collages...visited Litsa Spathi's site...wow...very nicely done. Curled up to read some more of Roger's poems from "Searching For Blue Sea Glass" only to have Kat pounce on my chest and do her eyeball to eyeball communication...cat talk is not my forte evidently and she soon found the window overlooking the trees more interesting. I am sure it was NOT the birds she was staring at.&lt;br /&gt;Antique Roadshow coming on...so I'm outta here. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110108652390646027?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110108652390646027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110108652390646027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110108652390646027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110108652390646027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/preparing-for-day-collage.html' title='Preparing For The Day  collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110100377607526999</id><published>2004-11-20T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T13:47:33.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bern Porter Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1601884/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1601884_f85c4313cd_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1601884/"&gt;Bern Porter Tribute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For tonite, a poem by Bern...&lt;br /&gt;"No More Anymore"&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything to do with you anymore&lt;br /&gt;(that is anymore I don't)&lt;br /&gt;If you come over be sure to call me up first&lt;br /&gt;(cause I don't have anything to do with you anymore!)&lt;br /&gt;I surely don't have anything to do with you anymore&lt;br /&gt;When the dentist of mine drilled, filled, cleaned my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;upers and lowers, you didn't pay him&lt;br /&gt;When my under-body-spray-for-rust man treated the bottome sides of my dear four&lt;br /&gt;door car you didn't pay him nothing at all!!&lt;br /&gt;When the rent came due on my little big nest at the Birches yo didn't pay it&lt;br /&gt;When the yard goods shop had a sale you didn't buy any, none at all&lt;br /&gt;(As I said, its no more anymore)&lt;br /&gt;When you didn't pay two hundred dollars more for&lt;br /&gt;our wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like it so very much&lt;br /&gt;When you didn't, you didn't&lt;br /&gt;And you didn't didn't, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have anything to do with you&lt;br /&gt;anymore&lt;br /&gt;With you, anymore&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bern was not subtle...or&lt;br /&gt;necessarily gentle. But he&lt;br /&gt;abraided one to think, to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;To me, mailart is all about communication...not with words but our&lt;br /&gt;images. I am amazed at Ruud Janssen's efforts in worldwide networking. Visit IUOMA and you will have a glimpse into this vast ever-growing network. Michael Leigh has certainly added art and humor.&lt;br /&gt;They all encourage the expression of art. And help define it's many aspects.&lt;br /&gt;So I would say...express yourself in whatever form...and share.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110100377607526999?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110100377607526999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110100377607526999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110100377607526999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110100377607526999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/bern-porter-tribute.html' title='Bern Porter Tribute'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110095795204344483</id><published>2004-11-20T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T20:14:10.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's Rig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1563241/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1563241_90c0d574a2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1563241/"&gt;Noah's Rig&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another take on Noah's Ark...funny how the focus may start on one thing (little boy) but as it develops a new focus takes place (Mr. Butterfly). Originally had cat reaching out taking a swat at butterfly but decided I didn't want naughty cat.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant sunny day here which will have a party for a 3 year old around 2 o'clock. Was able to find a great book and soap made into a purple frog for gift.&lt;br /&gt;Roger, where is my CD? I know...you've been touring all over with your readings/performances, so just a reminder here ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Found a good object to photograph for one of the groups...an egg separator. Put cracked egg in top. Supposedly, the yoke stays inside and the eggwhite oozes out the nostrils! Can't bring myself to really see if it works...too disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;Having a problem with some of the magazines I bought at antique shop...they REALLY smell musty and makes one have sneezing kaniptions!&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, there is a new Keith Richards biography out by Christopher Sandford. Haven't seen it yet but have heard it is quite good, if you like him.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...happy day! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110095795204344483?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110095795204344483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110095795204344483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110095795204344483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110095795204344483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/noahs-rig_20.html' title='Noah&apos;s Rig'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110074149073355692</id><published>2004-11-17T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T20:27:51.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's Ark Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1544853/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1544853_c729dbf65a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1544853/"&gt;Noah's Ark Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay...imagine this...you know the world as you know it is coming to an end. When Noah got this message, he immediately started gathering groups of two...procreation. He chose life in all it's many forms. But would that really be your choice today? The Owl in this represents wisdom. The other images represent our icons...the dollar, possessions,today's values as it were.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll take a value at some thrift shop or flea market I'll say...but as a nurse I've seen too many cases where possessions were plentiful and it didn't help the situation at all! So I have to say this collage shrieks to me...it is everything that is NOT important. If it were my last day, I would want a walk in the forest, watching birds, the animals frolic...oh sure, Sue would have to be along...dashing about testing the water of the pond...then blasting me with her body shake that equals the tsunami...but dont forget to gather sticks for the campfire...a must! And as we all gather 'round, the music starts. Yikes, now who brought that thing! A Ukelele?!!! But it plays the music that makes me dance. And if the world must be made anew, let it include music, animals, and those dear to us. Forget the rest. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110074149073355692?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110074149073355692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110074149073355692' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110074149073355692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110074149073355692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/noahs-ark-today.html' title='Noah&apos;s Ark Today'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110055713127883054</id><published>2004-11-15T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T16:32:45.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'oy, Mate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1498949/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1498949_9f12148b29_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1498949/"&gt;'oy, Mate...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For 2 nites we've watched a Marx Bro's movie...and nodded off before the end!!! Are we sad sacks or what?! Really good lines in it too...oh well. Tonite is Fear Factor. In keeping with that Jon asked me to fix a mushroom, sausage &amp; pasta dish. Oh, he's evil.&lt;br /&gt;Played with the camera &amp;amp; my toys today so tonite Popeye joins us. Ohhhhh...ain't he Hannnnsome!&lt;br /&gt;Letter from my Mum, who makes the envelopes themed with things she knows I like. I'll have to put some on flickr&lt;br /&gt;cause for 70-something, I think she is great!&lt;br /&gt;Snow is melting...should I shovel the remaining away and finally plant those alliums? Can't let them go to waste &amp; winter was rude &amp;amp; came much to quickly!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, if the darn trowel can make a dent in the grown, in they go!&lt;br /&gt;Worked the crossword...had to cheat...OUCH! I feel the words of blasphemy coming my way!&lt;br /&gt;Poor poor Kat isn't eating again...put the food out, throw it away...over &amp; over. Beg and plead in my best cat-talk.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid it's off to the vet again if she doesn't give in in the next day or so.&lt;br /&gt;Fascinated by Snap's "shadows" study...great stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;Looked through Kurt Schwitters collage book...liked it but think I like more figureative than abstract collages, though his are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Hate daylight savings time...makes for the endless night &amp;amp; I definitely like sun. What's that song...something about the sun being a red rubber ball? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110055713127883054?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110055713127883054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110055713127883054' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110055713127883054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110055713127883054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/oy-mate.html' title='&apos;oy, Mate...'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110039076874833563</id><published>2004-11-13T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T15:29:14.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Butterflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1452233/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1452233_55ff49fa4d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1452233/"&gt;Two Butterflies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last nite, a few flurries of snow...not to worry. Wrong! Opened the front door for the quick early morning dash to work and whoaaaaa! Run back into the house to grab the broom, the scrapper, and all those necessities for Snow drill. Finally, car windows cleared enough with enough peepholes to maneuver to work. Sun just barely rising. The one good thing about going to work(ok, one of the good things-it's nice to have a job!) is the drive there. Heading away from the city I head toward landed areas with lakes &amp;amp; hills. And no matter what the season, it is an awesome view at sunrise. With a pristine blanket of snow, breath-taking. A respite for the challenges of the day...new patients...wondering how will we ever "put them back together" again...then the knowlege that in time we will. And a brilliant feeling when a patient takes the time to come back from where ever to thank you -the smile on their face again.&lt;br /&gt;Back home, drained, no energy to collage...but did find a few photos from things seen from different times.&lt;br /&gt;Now on to check other blogs and see what they've been up to today.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...stay warm! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110039076874833563?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110039076874833563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110039076874833563' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110039076874833563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110039076874833563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/two-butterflies.html' title='Two Butterflies'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110031888632864179</id><published>2004-11-12T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T18:20:01.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To Our House collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1435819/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1435819_105f3bc784_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1435819/"&gt;Welcome To Our House collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bob Dylan plays "The Rolling Thunder Revue"...rocking at the moment with "It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry". Love the jam feel of this version! Some songs seem to apply as much today as they did way back when...certain Beatles songs, a Keith Richards or George Harrison...two instruments I love...a good fiddle and a good harmonica. But drums are up there too. One saw a Jonathan Richman show...just him &amp;amp; his guitar and a lone drummer. One of the most dynamic shows I've ever seen in a small arena. Ah, an example of a good mix playing now..."Hurricane".&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple person here, to be sure...doesn't take much to make me happy. But I am very choosy about those few things!&lt;br /&gt;So, with a bit of an Irish poem...&lt;br /&gt;May the wind blow softly against yer back... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110031888632864179?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110031888632864179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110031888632864179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110031888632864179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110031888632864179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/welcome-to-our-house-collage.html' title='Welcome To Our House collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110023250924240783</id><published>2004-11-11T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T22:45:44.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Carousel Ride collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1413829/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1413829_2629409755_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1413829/"&gt;The Carousel Ride collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Remember when you were a kid...going to the circus or fair or carnival...wonderful shapes and smells and excitement all about! Zany hawkers enticing you to their wares...We were so full of dreams then...what? We were Sky King going to the rescue...or Luke, defending the universe...or...the Roadrunner-finally outwitting the latest foe! Where are we now? Anywhere&lt;br /&gt;near what we thought we would be? Well, yes &amp; no...science intrigued me, and my Mum was a multi-time host and supporter of refugees from El Salvador &amp;amp; Nicaragua, and I knew I wanted to be involved. Was able to and now a nurse. Because we travelled, I learned to love different cultures...and knew that would be a part of my life. And it is. Music, art...I've loved and been surrounded with. Even dabble a bit though it's mainly for expression and a certain satisfaction in creating something. Like planting bulbs and watching them grow. Some dreams are still unrealized...but I think that is the way it should be. We all need a dream for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110023250924240783?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110023250924240783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110023250924240783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110023250924240783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110023250924240783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/carousel-ride-collage.html' title='The Carousel Ride collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110019560045658322</id><published>2004-11-11T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:06:59.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Olive Oyl &amp; Popeye collection#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1406773/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1406773_d201db9fb1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1406773/"&gt;Olive Oyl &amp;amp; Popeye collection#1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Olive kept winking at me this morning, wanting her picture taken...she even dragged Popeye along, alas before he had his dose of spinach!&lt;br /&gt;A blustery brisk day here in Boston, but no reason not to walk to the Post Office...goodies to mail...then on to the market. Even had my list along then proceeded to ignore it as everything appealed. I know...EAT before going shopping! Oh well, all stocked up now!&lt;br /&gt;Back home to find a brilliant red cardinal at the feeder and to notice our neighbors rasberry bush has a late crop on it...wow, this late in the year!And it is nae fought of mine that one bush flops over the fence into my backyard....yummy.&lt;br /&gt;Succeeded in placing file cabinet Jon donated to me for collage/photo thingys and filled another bin with books. Weighs a ton it seems and only took care of 1/4 of magazines. I wonder if magazines have babies in the night as they seem to multiply!&lt;br /&gt;Remembered I had a scratch ticket...hey, won $20 !!! Might make a quick run to the art supply store.&lt;br /&gt;Happy I got my morning music fix, thanks to Bootsale songs :-)&lt;br /&gt;Time for chores...til later! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110019560045658322?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110019560045658322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110019560045658322' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110019560045658322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110019560045658322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/olive-oyl-popeye-collection1.html' title='Olive Oyl &amp; Popeye collection#1'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-110006989874454041</id><published>2004-11-10T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T10:55:59.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Dream collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1380058/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1380058_4af5c3e2af_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1380058/"&gt;Rabbit Dream collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rabbits...well, that's a hole&lt;br /&gt;other collection. But listening&lt;br /&gt;to killerrabbit added the extra&lt;br /&gt;component. So when I rest tonite&lt;br /&gt;the rabbit comes to visit. I invision&lt;br /&gt;in my dream, walking through the&lt;br /&gt;forest, the sage face of one who&lt;br /&gt;listens. Danger is about, yet when&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was abandoned...he emerges.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can trust him...this wise one.&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality...&lt;br /&gt;dream is over and I look at today...&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder...who do we trust?&lt;br /&gt;who do we lust?&lt;br /&gt;Do we listen to our dreams...&lt;br /&gt;or sit and rust?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it..and tell me.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-110006989874454041?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/110006989874454041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=110006989874454041' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110006989874454041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/110006989874454041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/rabbit-dream-collage.html' title='Rabbit Dream collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-109986401596409047</id><published>2004-11-07T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T19:06:09.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Robots collage with I 1 amp san d poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1327713/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1327713_d7aa1ef116_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1327713/"&gt;Robots collage with I 1 amp san d poem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Robots...man yer stations!&lt;br /&gt;Finished the robot collage progect&lt;br /&gt;but it made me think...just how&lt;br /&gt;close are we to becoming robots in&lt;br /&gt;reality?! Pets already get ID chips&lt;br /&gt;inserted...are we next? Think about&lt;br /&gt;those little "buddies" we now buy that&lt;br /&gt;vacuum up our rooms, zooting about. Defibrillators implanted in the abdominal cavity to jumpstart the&lt;br /&gt;heart should it decide to be lazy!&lt;br /&gt;Good things or bad, I ask?&lt;br /&gt;Once-well more than once-I've had&lt;br /&gt;discussions about "progress". Convenience can be nice...IS nice...&lt;br /&gt;but I think some of life's charm can&lt;br /&gt;be lost in it. In Europe, Belgium &amp;amp; Amsterdam especially, I loved the sight&lt;br /&gt;of 80 year olds bicycling down to market. And while central heat is oh&lt;br /&gt;so nice at times, there is something to&lt;br /&gt;be said about dashing into one's nightclothes and quickly burroughing&lt;br /&gt;into piles of wool blankets...waiting to become toasty warm.&lt;br /&gt;Well, those are some of my thoughts this gorgeous fall day.&lt;br /&gt;Til later... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-109986401596409047?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/109986401596409047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=109986401596409047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109986401596409047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109986401596409047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/robots-collage-with-i-1-amp-san-d-poem.html' title='Robots collage with I 1 amp san d poem'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-109979219133110563</id><published>2004-11-06T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:31:35.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of Kerplunk and Plenty!</title><content type='html'>Blogging along the other night when&lt;br /&gt;suddenly that big red CyberDevil sucked&lt;br /&gt;up my template! Oh the woes of blog deprivation&lt;br /&gt;as I struggled to get things going again.&lt;br /&gt;Still not right but that's for another day.&lt;br /&gt;Took some very good advice from jollyroger&lt;br /&gt;to check out the library sales today...WOW&lt;br /&gt;what a bargain. Jonathan kept saying "I want&lt;br /&gt;to READ that before you cut it up!" We shall see&lt;br /&gt;as I am so behind in collage projects. Was able to&lt;br /&gt;get about 20 lbs of books...for...get this...$11!!!&lt;br /&gt;If our arms had been longer we would have gotten&lt;br /&gt;more. Oh dearie me, but where to put all this&lt;br /&gt;bootie?! Maybe peg up the red Union suits-they're&lt;br /&gt;shapeless &amp; baggy enough for anything!&lt;br /&gt;After the library, over to Wilson Farms for the&lt;br /&gt;freshest veggies anywhere, to pick up the goods&lt;br /&gt;for tonights Potage Parmentier (potato &amp;amp; leek soup).&lt;br /&gt;With it will be freshly baked Italian bread and Jon's&lt;br /&gt;homemade crostini, an Italian pate.&lt;br /&gt;Out to lunch for Japanese fare then finally home.&lt;br /&gt;Only to discover great mail!!! Lovely envelope&lt;br /&gt;from A.1. Wastepaper ( a great envelope is art&lt;br /&gt;in itself!) with a challenging but fun booklet&lt;br /&gt;and Poems. Rather a special book of poems by&lt;br /&gt;Roger Stevens called "Searching For Blue Sea Glass".&lt;br /&gt;I am thrilled to have a chance to read his work first-hand!&lt;br /&gt;So, have heart...things can go way amiss in yer day...&lt;br /&gt;but there's always a laugh to be found, even if it's on&lt;br /&gt;us ( and it usually is!).&lt;br /&gt;Cheers til later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-109979219133110563?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/109979219133110563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=109979219133110563' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109979219133110563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109979219133110563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/land-of-kerplunk-and-plenty.html' title='Land of Kerplunk and Plenty!'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-109961797532058348</id><published>2004-11-04T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:49:06.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arezzo train</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1270538/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1270538_009a3c747b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1270538/"&gt;Arezzo train&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blog went AWOL as whole template evaporated...told it was a bug and basically had to rebuild. Working on it.&lt;br /&gt;But while the site was blitzo I did have time to visit some of my contacts' sites and whoooeeeeee...good things brewing. Definitely thinking about Robots...&lt;br /&gt;Also, cooked a wonderfully aromatic, yum vegetable curry last nite, thanks to&lt;br /&gt;Michael &amp;amp; Hazel sharing their recipe!&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the Weston library sale...never been to one but all kinds of possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;About the train above, we were waiting for the return trip to Firenze when this beauty rolled up...didn't know where it was going but wanted to be on the ride!&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful show on the telly last nite about Amsterdam (one of my favorite places)...called Globetrotter. If you love traveling, it gives a great view of wherever you may be thinking of...or have been.&lt;br /&gt;Snow flurries predicted for tomorrow! Already? Need a nice big fireplace about now.&lt;br /&gt;So ...wherever you are...cheers! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-109961797532058348?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/109961797532058348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=109961797532058348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109961797532058348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109961797532058348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/arezzo-train.html' title='Arezzo train'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-109948809606987738</id><published>2004-11-03T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T16:08:03.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Normal Day at Work  collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1228633/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1228633_47b55cb3d5_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1228633/"&gt;A Normal Day at Work collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whew! The sun came back after a raw rainy yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor's appointment then I'm free for&lt;br /&gt;the day...wait, did I say free? Something has to be done with the PEZ collection...they already line the doorsills throughout but too many good ones are still left in their packages waiting for a home.&lt;br /&gt;Viewed the Farenheit 9/11 DVD (AFTER casting our votes) and really didn't see&lt;br /&gt;what all the hoopla was about...nothing there that hadn't been said/commented on&lt;br /&gt;ad nauseum.&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the mounting Popeye &amp; Olive Oyl collection, spread here and there that just needs to be gathered and presented properly.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why people collect all these things? Everyone collects something...most have no practical purpose or use. On some level maybe they remind of us our childhoods? Or bring back happy memories? For me, they just make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;Winds whipping up outside...flashes of gold darting about like startled birds. Fall is a treat for the eyes!&lt;br /&gt;Thinking tonight might be the perfect time to drag out that wonderful Curried rice &amp;amp; vegetable recipe I've been saving.&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, listening to the news to see the voting results. Some surprises so far...we shall see! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-109948809606987738?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/109948809606987738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=109948809606987738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109948809606987738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109948809606987738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/normal-day-at-work-collage.html' title='A Normal Day at Work  collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-109940631855900457</id><published>2004-11-02T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T20:30:48.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Makin' Music! collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1216849/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1216849_9a14bf9ce4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1216849/"&gt;Makin' Music! collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Interesting day, today...time&lt;br /&gt;for the undecideds to step up&lt;br /&gt;to the little box. Not saying&lt;br /&gt;who gets my vote but I will say&lt;br /&gt;I didn't care for the way either&lt;br /&gt;campaign was run. Too much mud slinging...is that what politics is about?&lt;br /&gt;Off work today so hope to get to the thrift shop in search of books and to put on a picture or two of the trick or treaters. They all loved getting their picture taken and you should have seen the smile on one shy ones face when she saw hers!&lt;br /&gt;A bird outside the window pecking like mad at something.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for some good mail today! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-109940631855900457?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/109940631855900457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=109940631855900457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109940631855900457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109940631855900457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/11/makin-music-collage.html' title='Makin&apos; Music! collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-109926371372355021</id><published>2004-10-31T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T05:51:43.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy Santa collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1115763/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1115763_21f5c2f7dd_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:90;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503115142@N01/1115763/"&gt;Creepy Santa collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/49503115142@N01/"&gt;Sylvia...Sometimes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, forget it says Santa collage&lt;br /&gt;because it looks quite proper for Halloween to me!&lt;br /&gt;Work was work but all in control&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for the next little troll.&lt;br /&gt;There's The Ninja, a devil, and someone&lt;br /&gt;all sparkly...&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Raggedy Ann...and a ghoul prowling&lt;br /&gt;darkly.&lt;br /&gt;More to come as the moon rises...&lt;br /&gt;sure to have more surprises.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the doorbell rings again...&lt;br /&gt;so have a great night...and after&lt;br /&gt;the tricksters have gone to bed catch&lt;br /&gt;some unbelievable mailart on Ruud Janssens Moscow show...available in&lt;br /&gt;pdf file...you're in for a treat! Can&lt;br /&gt;use my link if you like...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7882409-109926371372355021?l=sylviasometimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/feeds/109926371372355021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7882409&amp;postID=109926371372355021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109926371372355021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882409/posts/default/109926371372355021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sylviasometimes.blogspot.com/2004/10/creepy-santa-collage.html' title='Creepy Santa collage'/><author><name>sylviasometimes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04442439589490172719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882409.post-109917569875305333</id><published>2004-10-30T18:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T17:42:58.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes! There's A Wink In My Blink!</title><content type='html'>Some days are best left forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;like when the kat garoofs a furball&lt;br /&gt;on the newly cleaned carpet...or when&lt;br /&gt;the oil light comes on in your car at&lt;br /&gt;5 in the morning and nothing's open...&lt;br /&gt;or when it's time to turn back your clock&lt;br /&gt;knowing it will be dark when you get home&lt;br /&gt;for months on end...ah, the joy of shoveling&lt;br /&gt;snow just around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;Yep, you quessed it...that kind of day.&lt;br /&gt;Ever have any? First time in 80-something&lt;br /&gt;years the Red Sox win the series...what does&lt;br /&gt;it do???Rain spitballs all day on their parade.&lt;br /&gt;Not that  I was insane enough to go to that parade!&lt;br /&gt;Worse than fending for yourself at Macy's day-after&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving sale! Think they send in the futball&lt;br /&gt;team dressed in drag for that one!&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan paints for the Icons &amp;amp; Alters show coming up...&lt;br /&gt;treated me with glow-n-the-dark Halloween Pez...:-) and&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night we get ready for the barrage of gobblins&lt;br /&gt;(hungry gobblins, I might say).&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a silly poem but had fun doing it...&lt;br /&gt;trying to convince my partner to let me take his&lt;br /&gt;photo with a pulverized piece of hubcap that&lt;br /&gt;actually looks like a masks, even weird little knob&lt;br /&gt;things that look like eyeballs. You might see it later???&lt;br /&gt;Getting the makings together for dinner...a peppercorn-shallot&lt;br /&gt;steak deal tonite.&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, get that digital camera cleared of old&lt;br /&gt;pictures...ghosts, witches, fairy princesses coming for a&lt;br /&gt;visit tomorrow! OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWUUUUULLL&lt;br /&gt;to each of you! 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