In remembrance of those who fought and gave their lives fighting for freedom.
Eighty-sixth in a series creating a collage using five elements.
So what was her Majesty’s favourite – Mule Train or Rawhide?
This is another mouldy oldie in a collection of records found in an old darkroom at a Philadelphia area printer.
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Tagged Command Performance, Elizabeth, England, Frankie Laine, Great Britain, LP, music, Queen, record, UK, vinyl
It’s always something. No sooner did I rid myself of the ants in the kitchen, now it’s birds stealing the basil in the backyard – not just mine, my neighbor’s too. They swoop in, swipe a leaf, smirk, and fly off. They didn’t touch the rosemary, oregano or sage – however, I wasn’t about to let this flock of hooligans pilfer my future pesto – this means war! Continue reading
My Night of the Living Dead series continues.
Back in the 1980s, I went to art school, and I along with all of the other illustration majors were required to take a minor course in photography. We had to shoot the photos as well as process the negatives and make prints. I don’t recall what the particulars of the class assignments were although I can tell from looking at the negatives which were the assignments and which ones were shot just to finish off a roll. The shots to finish a roll are a lot more interesting. While my fellow students mostly resided and shot their photographs in the vibrant metropolis of Philadelphia, I lived and did most of my shooting in and around the staid and solid small town of Westville, New Jersey. I’m pretty sure this was shot in the Green Cemetery in Deptford Township, Gloucester County, New Jersey.
After a particularly hectic week, it’s nice to wake up on Saturday morning to a humongous cup of coffee and a slice of coffee cake to ease into the weekend. This cake used up the brown bananas on my kitchen table, was easy to put together, and remained moist three days later. Continue reading
Today is your last chance to head down to The Italian Market Festival for cannolis, accordion music, and Cannuli’s amazing roast pork sandwiches! The festivities go on until 6 pm – see you there! More photos behind the cut. Continue reading
The Italian Market Festival began today – there were handsome gravy vendors, umbrella drinks, bands, food, pasteries, and cute tote bags! If you missed it today – stop by tomorrow 11 am to 6 pm. More photos behind the cut. Continue reading
Eighty-fifth in a series creating a collage using five elements.
As I’ve said in the introduction to this series of posts, the guys that listened to these records at the local print shop included an inordinate amount of show tunes.
We had an invasion last week – ants. They waltzed in through the back door and made themselves right at home. I went into full lunatic mode – ants skeeve me out! I sprayed the countertops with vinegar, ants hate vinegar, I didn’t want pesticides around where I prepare food. Unfortunately, there were still ants on my counter foraging for toaster crumbs. Armed with a spray can of Ant Kill™, I went outside and sprayed along the house and near the door. I still had ants.
After doing some research – I discovered that using insect killer in a can will kill them. But really, all you’re doing is ticking off the Queen back in the nest. She’ll just send more of her subjects back to your house. What you have to do is make them a poisonous snack that they’ll bring back to their condo and share with their friends. Recipe behind the cut. Continue reading
Back in the ’70s while my parents shopped for clothes and boring stuff, my younger brother and I were left to our own devices wandering the toy and record sections of the department stores that anchored the shopping malls. Invariably we would end up in the mall itself perusing the Wild West of specialty stores. One of those stores was a novelty shop which was like a siren song to kids. It was filled with joke gifts, decor for hippie crash pads and other useless and overpriced items that were pawed over a lot more than purchased. There were always Lava Lamps, the tipping bird toy that bent over for a drink and those annoying perpetual motion machines with the clicking ball bearings. There were also posters of which the really cool ones were festooned on the black painted walls of a closet-sized room in the back of the shop. This is where they hung the psychedelic posters that were illuminated by the most special and mysterious of all lights — black lights! Continue reading
This is what we had for dinner last night – it was Mother’s Day, and I was feeling peckish for calamari. Since it was my day, I indulged myself. It’s a fabulous, spicy dish that’s easy to make and can be thrown together in no time. Continue reading
Photo by Peter Leary.
“There is only one pretty child in the world, and every mother has it.” – Chinese Proverb