Knitting, cooking and other enthusiasms
Posted in Family, Hometown Tourist, Life on Nov 27th, 2009
We were out of the house at 5 am this morning taking Carrie to the airport. When we drove by Wal-M* the parking lot was packed with bargain hunters. Ditto the strip malls. It was weird to have the streets full of traffic at that hour.
We decided to get breakfast out of the way on [...]
Posted in Hometown Tourist, garden on Jul 22nd, 2009
Sunday’s water lily photo was taken at Powell Gardens, Kansas City’s botanical garden and home of this bug-eyed lady. I stole my title from them.
It’s always a moment of zen to go to Powell and we don’t do it often enough. We ambled through the woodland trail, relaxed in the shade of the water garden [...]
Posted in Hometown Tourist, Saturday sky on May 23rd, 2009
Last week we took a little trip to Iowa for a checkup on Jack’s fake ankle and since we were in the neighborhood, visited the Amana Colonies, a community of seven villages where residents practiced a communal life. United by a common religion known as the Community of True Inspiration, the villagers came to Iowa [...]
Posted in Hometown Tourist, garden on May 13th, 2009
is actually a peony bud. Doesn’t it look like a big ole red rose? When it opens it looks like this:
This is the Hephestos Daphnis peony which is part of the peony garden at the Linda Hall Library of Science, Engineering & Technology. My friend E and I took a stroll through the garden last [...]
Posted in Hometown Tourist, Life on Oct 7th, 2008
Before I left Vermont two weekends ago, I spent part of a day at Shelburne Farms. After a weekend of wedding activity and gaggles of people, I was looking forward to some time in a peaceful setting.
Even though I grew up in Vermont I’d never been to Shelburne Farms before. It wasn’t organized as a [...]
Posted in Hometown Tourist, Life on Jun 18th, 2008
To a girl from Vermont, there’s a lot of nothing out on the Flint Hills of Kansas. Nothing but acres of prairie tall grass.
And cow poop.
Produced by this guy and his brothers.
And if you’re looking for a tree to pee behind, you’d better be prepared to hold it for a while.
Where we were
My friend E and I [...]
