At one time in New England history, to be on the map as a community meant being incorporated into the region's rail network. The iron rail coiled, twined, and netted the region, and from the New York border with Connecticut to Maine; we had modern ( for 1900) and replete public transportation.
I admit to visiting library and church book sales. Among the browsers, some look for romances, some for history, cookbooks, and how to do. Of course, I am interested in those rare finds that fit my maritime, carving, arts, and sci-fi interests.
I've never appreciated wallpaper. Growing up " to wallpaper over" something was to hide it.
Tide charts, the sun rising and setting. These are on my shop door.
So…yes, this isn't carved, but as this fiberglass concoction hangs, so also hangs a tale of carving.
I have been known to blunder my way through the English Language. Being English is my first language, I don't have the excuse for my solecisms that people who might be learning our language do.
Mother took father to the vet today. When he came home, we walked with a big thingee and limped.
A part-time occupation of mine for years was teaching media and television production to students. The area of teaching the course that always provided the most significant issues was Copyright and usage rights for the music. With MP3 players, iPods, and streaming services, students could orchestrate an entire soundtrack to their lives.
My superhero costume just arrived. OK, it's a bit tight, but it displays all my muscles just fine. I asked for red, but mom got this color instead. So it will do for now. I want the red one with a blue cape by Halloween, though.
If you have read many of my earlier posts, you might have guessed that I not only engaged in louche lifestyles, I fully embraced them.