tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587479901290201162024-03-18T20:18:27.301-07:00unconventional questionsnot looking for the usual answerDon@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-75633289076753493662010-10-11T17:54:00.000-07:002010-10-11T18:18:54.560-07:00Sign Day- Please, May I Have Some More?<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyo44s8wq9xfVGcsjOYDEAmsVy6LqbmJzMnJE12b44my8M2lN8dmSYv9S5QmPYbzPNzvT32s6cZL-AAWHN8wTHy3xvDuwZogDfSKyrSfjpfiMgU6sGz0eL7nvYN1k69ENdgCGIzI8V2a5/s1600/DSCN5303.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526958092359939666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyo44s8wq9xfVGcsjOYDEAmsVy6LqbmJzMnJE12b44my8M2lN8dmSYv9S5QmPYbzPNzvT32s6cZL-AAWHN8wTHy3xvDuwZogDfSKyrSfjpfiMgU6sGz0eL7nvYN1k69ENdgCGIzI8V2a5/s320/DSCN5303.JPG" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I could have asked for a new job or a boat load of money but</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I think this is the sign I really want.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Not friends like just acquaintances- more keep the dining room table clean friends.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Friends to share the meat & potatoes of each others lives.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">With standing reservations and arms open wide.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">They are harder to come by than you think.</span></div><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Vintage Sampler either by my Grandmother or one of Aunts on my Dad's side.)</span></p><div align="center"><br /></div></span><div align="center"></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-23569029193268963212010-03-08T16:53:00.000-08:002010-03-08T17:33:22.232-08:00Thresholds<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgApzzvD6-rs633sEeqXMvubFaGSfDO6pyah1ANfQFeQF28KmzuUvq_kqXRvyGbleObXPdLslE4hrcqGd-O5RGJnUkxL0q2cFR-HQiT1Zxk1TiOpleBwjhL92hyqEG9a_9ojbu0yoQP_bJR/s1600-h/brain.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446431999473719202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgApzzvD6-rs633sEeqXMvubFaGSfDO6pyah1ANfQFeQF28KmzuUvq_kqXRvyGbleObXPdLslE4hrcqGd-O5RGJnUkxL0q2cFR-HQiT1Zxk1TiOpleBwjhL92hyqEG9a_9ojbu0yoQP_bJR/s320/brain.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Things have been changing for me quickly and slowly. I've finally quit whining about needing to paint and have finally started. The first one kind of works for me but it was a struggle to get it there. It has it's problems.(Don't we all.) But it was a good start.</span></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></p></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho198sydK5W9rmC1aeNnb2Pi64w17bD-AcBR1LFuRAm8bq6Lu3ycTjzrtBw-zkpooPdwvSkmJjmPD8Kur0lPRxwUkT5kXbw7RJDUlnbCeW_HiUQVo0Jge8_wPRXD9SU0wJI44KYnRGATwK/s1600-h/red+headache.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446431994868435602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho198sydK5W9rmC1aeNnb2Pi64w17bD-AcBR1LFuRAm8bq6Lu3ycTjzrtBw-zkpooPdwvSkmJjmPD8Kur0lPRxwUkT5kXbw7RJDUlnbCeW_HiUQVo0Jge8_wPRXD9SU0wJI44KYnRGATwK/s320/red+headache.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> The next one was much better and looks quite like me, without the glasses. These are sort of about migraines but... again much difficulty relearning how to paint. But it's a satisfying challenge. How do you make a shapeless blob of gooey paint look like anything by spreading it around with hair tied to a stick? What a ridiculous skill and yet it's mine. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So it offends me to the highest degree when I'm forced to make "things" for others who think they know better and tell me how to do my job. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I'm on the threshold of reclaiming my skills and more importantly my time to paint.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I'm finishing the third painting and am just about ready to start the fourth.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Stay tuned & wish me luck.</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-13908610846494377102009-11-02T17:23:00.000-08:002009-11-02T17:33:51.206-08:00My New Favorite Funny Site<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is just is good as Cake Wrecks.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's when things on etsy go wrong and some wonderful my kinda commentary.</span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.regretsy.com/" target="_blank">http://www.regretsy.com/</a></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-91909473632146462292009-10-29T14:33:00.000-07:002009-10-29T14:41:31.658-07:00What the...is this a new sex toy?<span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj34EgplhECrT03wddiYSDU-fJi-L7MnUbtCQpgeyKoGUWgpVkN5Smpkr4m3gS89nC_FvXKHa7hag752jL76Pb5-RLzBaA_ga4RsgmvGmmbY6wk2xkcoEFBlI1sPN0YLThN3fVV3fn7e9Vd/s1600-h/latestoct+09+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398139251063263090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj34EgplhECrT03wddiYSDU-fJi-L7MnUbtCQpgeyKoGUWgpVkN5Smpkr4m3gS89nC_FvXKHa7hag752jL76Pb5-RLzBaA_ga4RsgmvGmmbY6wk2xkcoEFBlI1sPN0YLThN3fVV3fn7e9Vd/s320/latestoct+09+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> 'Cause you need a dozen. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I found this at work it just leaves me laughing and scratching my head. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The inside wasn't nearly as fun.</span></div><div align="center"> </div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-32436065805114919682009-10-23T16:51:00.001-07:002009-10-23T17:03:03.716-07:00Pumpkin Week Friday<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFz924bLLXWZZxKaibDJZtGQJoQMzBWJe76Zz3KuO4VHMqxfFhPjG10uzWssyrCbHYUGgMHzATN3pZ2_lt5ni_T7aVxhv4Im1xteypQIha7rAWTeSLx9Z9t3QcuDuHlEe4sQ_op6rIqarj/s1600-h/lateroct+09+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395947511219235538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFz924bLLXWZZxKaibDJZtGQJoQMzBWJe76Zz3KuO4VHMqxfFhPjG10uzWssyrCbHYUGgMHzATN3pZ2_lt5ni_T7aVxhv4Im1xteypQIha7rAWTeSLx9Z9t3QcuDuHlEe4sQ_op6rIqarj/s320/lateroct+09+027.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> If you're going to go store bought, it's just like my philosophy of eating out. It should be something that I either don't know how to make or just plain takes too much time. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Otherwise I'm just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">disappointed</span>.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Shiny blown glass fits the bill.<br /></span><br /></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-7954470586712634762009-10-22T15:34:00.001-07:002009-10-22T15:45:29.983-07:00Pumpkin Week Thursday<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqaLRwV6lMLO-DgbMR_zheARg1OCAhp9ntcq7TIQK2RaVvm5nE20rO91MuG9dfuMP8o6jql5z4ECvJ7CF1PtZoHkBs8jl0_4O64Djf_alpSyXq9rgHzfFL8IyqosaFCYp62QvDPcjMbnD/s1600-h/lateoct+09+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395556543416047826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqaLRwV6lMLO-DgbMR_zheARg1OCAhp9ntcq7TIQK2RaVvm5nE20rO91MuG9dfuMP8o6jql5z4ECvJ7CF1PtZoHkBs8jl0_4O64Djf_alpSyXq9rgHzfFL8IyqosaFCYp62QvDPcjMbnD/s320/lateoct+09+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Ok, so I missed a day, sorry. Mmm, white pumpkins. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Martha has ruined them a little for me, but I still like them alot. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Those of us who just aren't like the others in some way probably can relate. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My most fave are the white jack-be-littles. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Yes Lynn, I did this while you were trying</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;"> to gnaw your arm off in the meeting to escape XO Billy :)<br /></span></div></span><div align="center"></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-59538316527007009532009-10-20T17:50:00.000-07:002009-10-24T06:12:40.697-07:00Pumpkin Week -Punkin' Wrecks<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3EtpvKUU-v4YlaFHjOBnRjjWC4zU3deqDreg_PgpJjB-c1gbGUPlqBorQH6O9ae0bEt_td5HjXuwVs2Tg6ZPw1QqMAdbFiSNh3eUxD810zVqMGK2Y4ISBnquvxOT-V8vviJEfz-jJCia/s1600-h/midoct+09+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394854844222923554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3EtpvKUU-v4YlaFHjOBnRjjWC4zU3deqDreg_PgpJjB-c1gbGUPlqBorQH6O9ae0bEt_td5HjXuwVs2Tg6ZPw1QqMAdbFiSNh3eUxD810zVqMGK2Y4ISBnquvxOT-V8vviJEfz-jJCia/s320/midoct+09+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Like one of my favorite blogs Cake Wrecks- well, here are some punkin's for you. The cat isn't so bad.</span></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-LH2jpOG1fDJ1D8YNUZILDVuEjjA5tl9mPNGuKcdP5Z2iDRq1sTf6qdRc_lgkbBcbTyo7bSna6ASU92ZhGzCWZ9uZ8Gc3Lsj7TfvAzMz8z9PH63-zgwnDma2IIiT2zxMPKD7e7KWvb4VM/s1600-h/midoct+09+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394854835899282834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-LH2jpOG1fDJ1D8YNUZILDVuEjjA5tl9mPNGuKcdP5Z2iDRq1sTf6qdRc_lgkbBcbTyo7bSna6ASU92ZhGzCWZ9uZ8Gc3Lsj7TfvAzMz8z9PH63-zgwnDma2IIiT2zxMPKD7e7KWvb4VM/s320/midoct+09+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Why would you buy these pre-wrecked and not have the pleasure of creating a wreck of your very own? After all it's the act of creation and not the finished product. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">These might be exceptions.<br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8DSDXRGP86DPGEZoCOyjLWPGcAVxa0mSa19TbGOOQQM6L1_Vcla6lX2lYcEYFdyZuiI62-nwc5I9kuuLCWWoMBlF8JHWj-P8JzDIbm8_YOzxq-cOG_ovheB5rrXPDBkO-rACSqkVChyphenhyphenUq/s1600-h/midoct+09+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394854826331951266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8DSDXRGP86DPGEZoCOyjLWPGcAVxa0mSa19TbGOOQQM6L1_Vcla6lX2lYcEYFdyZuiI62-nwc5I9kuuLCWWoMBlF8JHWj-P8JzDIbm8_YOzxq-cOG_ovheB5rrXPDBkO-rACSqkVChyphenhyphenUq/s320/midoct+09+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And the drum roll please....<br /><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6D884M-fAUcHUvLjUIb0KR6drdWyaeGmfrVHEkzV3nxbDotB5kKoobG_NQK6UsR-6B1QxAdGtyAo5BgbPeRjp4OOkXxoXFsHJ8qll_NE9_4WtWu9L8r32P8z4d5b7QovLBpl2OLPP1D1E/s1600-h/midoct+09+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394854821268277202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6D884M-fAUcHUvLjUIb0KR6drdWyaeGmfrVHEkzV3nxbDotB5kKoobG_NQK6UsR-6B1QxAdGtyAo5BgbPeRjp4OOkXxoXFsHJ8qll_NE9_4WtWu9L8r32P8z4d5b7QovLBpl2OLPP1D1E/s320/midoct+09+006.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>Friends don't let friends paint pumpkins after too much hard cider. Eesh.<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-64476282644984733362009-10-19T17:23:00.000-07:002009-10-19T17:30:13.408-07:00Ok Punkin' Week- Monday<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60x6_KZGqmbtgjkkZuk9CwtyX8hNGyaCm4fRwWoJSlO1f1k6DS5UNoykdMsHXXB7s5oLbbGvMexhOIutK6T6NZ0Fk51rXlNlI8IGhdd4VCCw-b34-N5BlxhrH53J-QVUF2u3fKZo8w5ZQ/s1600-h/oct+09+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394471386015698274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60x6_KZGqmbtgjkkZuk9CwtyX8hNGyaCm4fRwWoJSlO1f1k6DS5UNoykdMsHXXB7s5oLbbGvMexhOIutK6T6NZ0Fk51rXlNlI8IGhdd4VCCw-b34-N5BlxhrH53J-QVUF2u3fKZo8w5ZQ/s320/oct+09+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Elise started it up, and Graciel is still jet lagged so I'll try and fill in while trying to make someone </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">else's Halloween costume.<br /></span></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-19544639899362106232009-10-13T17:15:00.000-07:002009-10-13T17:46:23.387-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 14 on Tuesday<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GEPiTlV1XcpLXa5XA5owgFUMto0jVM0CzKhieBrew0tpuMsPZvFfRvK3bQTYo2ZgHlwMGVWnYOT6GAVVaplEtaIvd54jXHbAh9BW0BuVB7G303LPSY4IEK8amKYuaYmpWlVp_rY4BLt9/s1600-h/fd+august+09+216.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392243575651835762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6GEPiTlV1XcpLXa5XA5owgFUMto0jVM0CzKhieBrew0tpuMsPZvFfRvK3bQTYo2ZgHlwMGVWnYOT6GAVVaplEtaIvd54jXHbAh9BW0BuVB7G303LPSY4IEK8amKYuaYmpWlVp_rY4BLt9/s320/fd+august+09+216.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Sorry, I'm behind. Fall is upon us, tons of changes. I haven't felt like posting up until now. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I've finally gotten rid of my headache I've had since mid July. But now my Strudel has broken his foot. It's always something. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Much Love to the Gypsy King for everything I will and won't hear about. Thank you.<br /></div></span><div align="center"></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-44185205601147238272009-09-28T17:22:00.000-07:002009-09-28T18:00:21.011-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 13<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpzYA10LTGuO5dXtLocoJKqdOxkDujs-cSDpgZ7X8y6Zd6qqyHHvh6e-WC1EGgGT28VO-NjoFZwaiYmQtjIBvQGfrb3bHCvBqIociHpiI6ei5sOwk_K9WNTDPvkmsPih7s0no-lCIvQuIq/s1600-h/sept+09+077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386679007666137634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpzYA10LTGuO5dXtLocoJKqdOxkDujs-cSDpgZ7X8y6Zd6qqyHHvh6e-WC1EGgGT28VO-NjoFZwaiYmQtjIBvQGfrb3bHCvBqIociHpiI6ei5sOwk_K9WNTDPvkmsPih7s0no-lCIvQuIq/s320/sept+09+077.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's been a week of big changes, things breaking, wind blowing, friends flying off </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">for life </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">changing adventures. All of them alright. So here's to big change.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">My gift in this was finally remembering why I want to paint. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">It's not about what things look like, but what things <em>feel</em> like. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I got rid of the mirror on my studio table and the silly notion that things need to look a certain way. That's always the hardest to do, and remember. More to come. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">For beloved travelers, we'll leave the light on.</span></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-44737447303437634392009-09-14T15:05:00.001-07:002009-09-14T15:27:52.360-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 12<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglfaMNhFJyfu_YacuP4MQP9xSLyHX9t5ySInfav8viG3PVR0q-Umm9keDkR5NoGg3KhGjVyDYXi2eTJ3F-q-NBRGxhtyDNyAV8lz-QOm6jy-y-26EqwXmio4kYXGilZmHtQiyo7ByuWtKs/s1600-h/fd+august+09+125.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381448094937955378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglfaMNhFJyfu_YacuP4MQP9xSLyHX9t5ySInfav8viG3PVR0q-Umm9keDkR5NoGg3KhGjVyDYXi2eTJ3F-q-NBRGxhtyDNyAV8lz-QOm6jy-y-26EqwXmio4kYXGilZmHtQiyo7ByuWtKs/s320/fd+august+09+125.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO_UzkqdyaFsApJ17XF-psHLd5cJz7tQEXT0FqWwySODJkaIcU2ewaf8nBrsF8GsP3xmSgAbtOrIMz1fTx3ydNzjGEeyVdKraoWymV8JzaOzFh8ZCipTSwsCpYzDO66T8RyEhJqIUNQxOL/s1600-h/fd+august+09+126.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381448090472799170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO_UzkqdyaFsApJ17XF-psHLd5cJz7tQEXT0FqWwySODJkaIcU2ewaf8nBrsF8GsP3xmSgAbtOrIMz1fTx3ydNzjGEeyVdKraoWymV8JzaOzFh8ZCipTSwsCpYzDO66T8RyEhJqIUNQxOL/s320/fd+august+09+126.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Reflections & that sort of through the looking glass don't quite know where you are sort of image or feeling. I guess another term would be the transitional phase, the in-between place. I really like these 2 photos they are sky, wood, water and rock all at once, and nothing at all. I think I'll continue looking for more examples of this phenomenon to help guide me on my way to change.</span> <div></div></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-53723200436991548262009-09-12T15:29:00.001-07:002009-09-12T16:20:47.702-07:00Rock Week Saturday<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikQHdNj6yPDqa-UJG5Bco-pXF-7p8Qw49v9JGP0tBAQmJRYSBfEHj6VNc014AV_KtyAL0mcLPYHmyvcCpozseiKH1upKKZWnejGSAqBEvm7j9XcuOOo0uNFeUS8hl2kUv6tu_scs4QJ9dZ/s1600-h/fd+august+09+084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380713277161058786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikQHdNj6yPDqa-UJG5Bco-pXF-7p8Qw49v9JGP0tBAQmJRYSBfEHj6VNc014AV_KtyAL0mcLPYHmyvcCpozseiKH1upKKZWnejGSAqBEvm7j9XcuOOo0uNFeUS8hl2kUv6tu_scs4QJ9dZ/s320/fd+august+09+084.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><p align="center">I love interesting architecture especially with carved <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">columns and capitals- with the human touches. I'm also intrigued by how a lot of modern buildings are nothing more than styrofoam with a cement veneer stripped of all humanity. Guaranteed to last about a week and a half. The Ancient treasures of architecture are all stone- some in good repair, some crumbling back to the dust they were born from. The hands that built them and that have touched them for the past centuries must have left their energies in the stones. The stones in my pocket have absorbed me and I have absorbed their energies with lots and lots of touches.</span></p>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-81552991348792162082009-09-11T06:00:00.000-07:002009-09-11T06:00:03.947-07:00Rock Week Friday- Peace Rocks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9UitL2hXRR4ChwVutbaEB_bRSiGvQxQpw2O7dPxNOAaRz6WLUHIdYiMd4LbuuaGLe63CR9UQJt9c60TfXLpyAnXh7KiwQpbeHo13Hl0uTidxMoZOfhvFamqBYgsvlQBJ1KmljFtvB8Ne7/s1600-h/renstein+064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379987495121294866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9UitL2hXRR4ChwVutbaEB_bRSiGvQxQpw2O7dPxNOAaRz6WLUHIdYiMd4LbuuaGLe63CR9UQJt9c60TfXLpyAnXh7KiwQpbeHo13Hl0uTidxMoZOfhvFamqBYgsvlQBJ1KmljFtvB8Ne7/s320/renstein+064.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This photo was part of our original discussion about rocks and earth works. This was on a beach at Olcott, NY. I was taking it from above and couldn't get down on the beach for a better view. I'm all for things like this. This invites others to play, leave their own mark and in the etch-a-sketch area of the beaches it vanishes without a trace. Perfect for temporary artwork. Love the rock stacking in the streams for the same reasons. The pure pleasure of doing it without pretense, no admission fee and think how you feel when you stumble upon someone else's creation. You get that little ahhh and a smile. In a sense creating that warmth and joy that we need so much in lives- just from rocks. The problem of getting older and forgetting how to play is serious. Don't you think more <em>bored</em> meetings should take place in a creek building a dam out of rocks? Or some tense negotiations should be wandering along the shore looking for shells and rocks skipping stones as they go? Wouldn't things just work better? No one really needs to go farther than where they are to do this. I'm guessing there are few places on earth without an abundance of rocks. The Sahara from the looks on TV & the Antarctica but beyond that?? I think were good. We'll just have to spread the word- </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Peace Rocks.</span></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-27589368611680985652009-09-10T16:18:00.000-07:002009-09-10T16:34:13.492-07:00Rock Week Thursday<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYSIYsCQMg8olseTYKK-ToB7uPPb3-Irx8bR-eNy-Xdt6YbcgE9ehShPMBUtMCV_wWO3Lzf8eh5lQoVxKeC4L9jbA-xmo5HCENAWDPxdix4xFdMXqabBIf3n_In0eihfUvgPhe4iDvSkjv/s1600-h/fd+august+09+171.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379982386998871090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYSIYsCQMg8olseTYKK-ToB7uPPb3-Irx8bR-eNy-Xdt6YbcgE9ehShPMBUtMCV_wWO3Lzf8eh5lQoVxKeC4L9jbA-xmo5HCENAWDPxdix4xFdMXqabBIf3n_In0eihfUvgPhe4iDvSkjv/s320/fd+august+09+171.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> This is the stack of rocks in my backyard. When they're snowed under it's 3 feet deep in the backyard. They're old foundation stones from a house we used to live in. Naturally, I had to lug them when we moved. I <em>will</em> get a hernia when we move again, but hey,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> they're my rocks. I got'z to. What's one more collection?<br /></span><br /></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-32772393242742069362009-09-09T14:36:00.000-07:002009-09-09T14:53:18.151-07:00Rock Week Wednesday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi41Hyh0o3xk51biQRhoVGLDMBp16AnlPjHHsX_H0WND_0bSW75xQ3ena0W2tON2QBAOlw2njMvCY5puFyLgB3LYvLgpKV552avGBXc3VfnbEh0txfnoUh5nEpvzS20x15PM6k_t8GI7nr-/s1600-h/spring+07+087.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379586041161171906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi41Hyh0o3xk51biQRhoVGLDMBp16AnlPjHHsX_H0WND_0bSW75xQ3ena0W2tON2QBAOlw2njMvCY5puFyLgB3LYvLgpKV552avGBXc3VfnbEh0txfnoUh5nEpvzS20x15PM6k_t8GI7nr-/s320/spring+07+087.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMp2uwzqNsd2oDYjy1XhLn6ApjcNUF6aNGFmPYJJGFDbKrBYnJRDy1NenHffZgKRwTMgUHV-nXAnO-q2TCqTD75ZX5T-yPImnhkz75s8EeiZqURrfVrSE-R80oIAhBp_yiCFAoN7hIWMw_/s1600-h/spring+07+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379586031532544322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMp2uwzqNsd2oDYjy1XhLn6ApjcNUF6aNGFmPYJJGFDbKrBYnJRDy1NenHffZgKRwTMgUHV-nXAnO-q2TCqTD75ZX5T-yPImnhkz75s8EeiZqURrfVrSE-R80oIAhBp_yiCFAoN7hIWMw_/s320/spring+07+079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgofMqwU-86tuawjXmZW5Se145C0I1-YmSREQrpQRN0wGvnvRa0KsU7qcUqIsoTJzswRnlTuiKCL7Yn85jZ9aBFVujZoNBGwM0kVD_NefNldRiTOipoiZglOG9ggJKDX4FBj9DnEQ6g_Lqs/s1600-h/spring+07+077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379586025721377362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgofMqwU-86tuawjXmZW5Se145C0I1-YmSREQrpQRN0wGvnvRa0KsU7qcUqIsoTJzswRnlTuiKCL7Yn85jZ9aBFVujZoNBGwM0kVD_NefNldRiTOipoiZglOG9ggJKDX4FBj9DnEQ6g_Lqs/s320/spring+07+077.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibW5NxP3mo1v8skB4PNPklDHY9gmKJhjop84vAOp6DVDQRbn2nxjiH8wdYgW6gUSj9y5RdvAf5U72jjv6hgXVHeO_Z2F97T_iGXrO7AdGAN73gghqPQESalmWQELK-iJAJOJpoJ0Bwsu2v/s1600-h/spring+07+073.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379586019407214050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibW5NxP3mo1v8skB4PNPklDHY9gmKJhjop84vAOp6DVDQRbn2nxjiH8wdYgW6gUSj9y5RdvAf5U72jjv6hgXVHeO_Z2F97T_iGXrO7AdGAN73gghqPQESalmWQELK-iJAJOJpoJ0Bwsu2v/s320/spring+07+073.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Oi, Luckily these images don't need a lot of words. The classic combination of rock and water, pretty much like peanut butter and chocolate in my book. Jelly is just gross with pb- maybe too much Goober Grape as a kid. Anyway. The water sculpted layers with the falling water, music for the eyes and ears. This is just outside of Ithaca, NY. behind Buttermilk Falls. Go there and stop by Moosewood for lunch or dinner. A little farther down the road go to </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The Orchid Place and adopt yourself an orchid or two. Makes for a full yet satisfying day. Have fun!</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div></div></div></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-22716356042330051192009-09-08T14:36:00.000-07:002009-09-08T14:53:11.614-07:00Rock Week Tuesday<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS8PZXfV5jO4YP1EGNvNFEkFv-p-M1t43y-079_usTTYmA4kfqhN58Qh-z02VCX75lza9ulL_FKYudZtdNJnjjFj5_19b_fr3OcHLZR7D-wS-9WqyqVXviJ4rNzaYTo4zvGuwM451p-d24/s1600-h/San+Fran+2-060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379213918496806466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS8PZXfV5jO4YP1EGNvNFEkFv-p-M1t43y-079_usTTYmA4kfqhN58Qh-z02VCX75lza9ulL_FKYudZtdNJnjjFj5_19b_fr3OcHLZR7D-wS-9WqyqVXviJ4rNzaYTo4zvGuwM451p-d24/s320/San+Fran+2-060.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> This is my best friend's husband, showing off his mad stacking abilities. This was at Muir Beach also. He had the best time. It was kind of like one of those birds doing the mating dance, calling his wife over to inspect just how big he could make his towers, before they would collapse under their own weight or precarious situation. It was adorable. Certainly one way to rock someone's world.<br /></span><br /></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-55599399150851826922009-09-07T08:16:00.000-07:002009-09-07T09:05:34.815-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 11 Rock Week<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3tkWQIeJa1X9FPvKVIunCEQkr9KgxOqrRx5NI6VhlCVRA8JQ69xy_U6-n-TpH-2TxA78oxQaZ4VrxB96R2R8rlrAdXfH9OlxI4dKH70YGWFUSNLOXxPtfsm65q7f1UXOybWlegoDKf1w/s1600-h/fd+august+09+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378745144526821154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3tkWQIeJa1X9FPvKVIunCEQkr9KgxOqrRx5NI6VhlCVRA8JQ69xy_U6-n-TpH-2TxA78oxQaZ4VrxB96R2R8rlrAdXfH9OlxI4dKH70YGWFUSNLOXxPtfsm65q7f1UXOybWlegoDKf1w/s320/fd+august+09+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> The rock in the top center is with it's portraits of where I found it, Muir Beach, California. Undoubtedly someone placed it on the larger rock shortly before I found it, the wave action would have knocked it off long ago. This is one of my very favorite rocks. It reminds me of special friends and one of the best trips I've ever been on. More of that trip tomorrow. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Once upon a time a friend told me a story about an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">acquaintance</span>. She would go for walks with people when she first met them and casually pick up an interesting rock and hand it to them. She used the rock to help read people. If they dropped the rock they probably didn't match her interests but, if they slipped it in their pocket then they did. Match.com probably think of this one. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rocks, the building blocks of the planet, will be around far beyond romance and sentiment. They've seen it all before, the world goes on around them, the rise, the fall- even as they are being ground away to sand, new ones are being created. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do rocks have souls & love lives?</div></span><div align="center"></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-88962373115541429852009-08-31T15:26:00.000-07:002009-08-31T17:14:54.502-07:00Inspire me Mondays 10<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sorry I missed 2 weeks of Mondays, one week not so inspired, last week I was on vacation </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">and met my little special friend. The duck with the owie wing.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1j0wTxS7ErwvrmpcVbgiZLWPFWXmbKdMxlSSGR00lL4yb0aX4dfIJ3Hbk-bpKkCg8y9f0ycLVl0zeM8V0GlLNc7d91J9FMw318pSfGNGAbPJqKvmOEu6XATC2gzBeeX6yWvpX13uU6vSp/s1600-h/fd+august+09+180.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376259002729013394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1j0wTxS7ErwvrmpcVbgiZLWPFWXmbKdMxlSSGR00lL4yb0aX4dfIJ3Hbk-bpKkCg8y9f0ycLVl0zeM8V0GlLNc7d91J9FMw318pSfGNGAbPJqKvmOEu6XATC2gzBeeX6yWvpX13uU6vSp/s320/fd+august+09+180.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I've been to this </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">particular lake in the past and have never seen a single duck. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This year, 8-10 constant companions and a visiting flock of 8 Canadian Geese.<br /></span><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYoiFas7WltnT4IiIRqL2SSVqH_vd43Llud1_5EHc2NQ7huprUsizFnIJdmK6oDrjwkBFgKyB7eU9hWU5aua3Caq-VysuwWA-b8W0R4rorUaiyMDSpYUPi02ygL74MYRguV0yZm42dWhs/s1600-h/fd+august+09+116.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376258999654147122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYoiFas7WltnT4IiIRqL2SSVqH_vd43Llud1_5EHc2NQ7huprUsizFnIJdmK6oDrjwkBFgKyB7eU9hWU5aua3Caq-VysuwWA-b8W0R4rorUaiyMDSpYUPi02ygL74MYRguV0yZm42dWhs/s320/fd+august+09+116.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />It was a family vacation- not my side, so it was at least fun.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The best thing for me was the ducks. I've never been so up close or pecked in the butt (thanks to my little friend) by a duck.<br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4sglm10LVXRe2j5n5rYAeeTHsj2DaD0alon0wdRgSE0MMGkg-tBV9sYqZkkMao3M43CxsaHAylEJUERSHwvRjGR2nT6mmjGG5cPcSSh4ZNcea_VG4fFgE-g7DpUKUJt0pwHzjNa1oc9Tq/s1600-h/mosaic3565eca20421bf10bacc9753530ef5b5c5258943.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376258990683002770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4sglm10LVXRe2j5n5rYAeeTHsj2DaD0alon0wdRgSE0MMGkg-tBV9sYqZkkMao3M43CxsaHAylEJUERSHwvRjGR2nT6mmjGG5cPcSSh4ZNcea_VG4fFgE-g7DpUKUJt0pwHzjNa1oc9Tq/s320/mosaic3565eca20421bf10bacc9753530ef5b5c5258943.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho-K6jJw4n6pt3DwyHDPZjtnWi4VVrUFzR15lENvQBzoLc0fFbOpEw-Duv4GlM35BmJApudkAskEbhAynoM37p8o0c7R2f0N2e3qOCZrtd4yLT6oM_UECNEl29ZBr5vmNAhrk8Cp2AOs3L/s1600-h/mosaic7400d10394f44a695763f11faa3edf0b97af8dcb.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376258989507861970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho-K6jJw4n6pt3DwyHDPZjtnWi4VVrUFzR15lENvQBzoLc0fFbOpEw-Duv4GlM35BmJApudkAskEbhAynoM37p8o0c7R2f0N2e3qOCZrtd4yLT6oM_UECNEl29ZBr5vmNAhrk8Cp2AOs3L/s320/mosaic7400d10394f44a695763f11faa3edf0b97af8dcb.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">One thing I did miss was my sister, naturally I was thinking just like her. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Visit Lucky Danger for pretty much the same photo of milkweed. If it would have had a second pod I would have taken it. We take the same photo often. Makes me laugh.<br /></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZR2pwrRu34TTZYcZUrkoDT-EbX0Bq7vJeSa1yqjQam5UnFFrLz_L-a2zGsdd9nNzR2HBcNWtCgY4xflL-bNn0lPvTSWZCC0wBdK0661t_aK1oq224eq8B5rSeVRqzPrgrOn3tCFaahG_o/s1600-h/fd+august+09+163.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376258980545073762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZR2pwrRu34TTZYcZUrkoDT-EbX0Bq7vJeSa1yqjQam5UnFFrLz_L-a2zGsdd9nNzR2HBcNWtCgY4xflL-bNn0lPvTSWZCC0wBdK0661t_aK1oq224eq8B5rSeVRqzPrgrOn3tCFaahG_o/s320/fd+august+09+163.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I've been the duck with the broken wing. Bullied and forced out of the way by the others, never quite fitting in. Spending lots of time alone. I think that's why I liked him best. He would come up and stand on the beach next to me and look up waiting for food. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The innocence in his little ducky eyes. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">If I had a farm I would definitely have a lake and ducks. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm really not quite sure what to make of this summer of feathers.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I understand the metaphors of flying, of my introduction to higher realms, to death, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">to living in two realms. I haven't had the ah-ha moment yet.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Maybe it will turn out to be just another peck on the butt.<br /><br /></span><br /><br /></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-72366562471675279172009-08-10T17:47:00.000-07:002009-08-10T18:05:49.846-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 9<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc1semCdt-fBVXbS6pgEp4xpm0igiCJwiQO5vNxsaPPOsR3NoeIOiU8DEpjOrOz96zG233firuMGQ1g3xieOMapoYOJ3HnL_GcszW_L5kojXAoZpj4xaAgF3a5nIhnBp1SVgfvOBp34v-a/s1600-h/fd+august+09+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368501901584985010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc1semCdt-fBVXbS6pgEp4xpm0igiCJwiQO5vNxsaPPOsR3NoeIOiU8DEpjOrOz96zG233firuMGQ1g3xieOMapoYOJ3HnL_GcszW_L5kojXAoZpj4xaAgF3a5nIhnBp1SVgfvOBp34v-a/s320/fd+august+09+015.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGPxL9jGMNne74JbYL_8SBHyxoVhZxksxV-3vyhiaPF4aFGh6KQ7t_zyRo-EF8U_rIuEwsLZjMTNpKlFfhzlxa_qNaF71lKK-h2_7VNWIAcxxbGG9Stouw6jAeGJh7DrzX-3mtYG0c5S-l/s1600-h/fd+august+09+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368501894098845074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGPxL9jGMNne74JbYL_8SBHyxoVhZxksxV-3vyhiaPF4aFGh6KQ7t_zyRo-EF8U_rIuEwsLZjMTNpKlFfhzlxa_qNaF71lKK-h2_7VNWIAcxxbGG9Stouw6jAeGJh7DrzX-3mtYG0c5S-l/s320/fd+august+09+016.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfCWAHdX2ussjbSFxLBr0OgUM_GwTvjtGuK2rOiRLksxH1MI26XKhvgh4QbjA7iDzXK3KTkoIW0qGBwbwCO8kR8KmRWi63nd69c8_eQIIeY81JruHbU2ldljp8E16h7_zvvJoGHUCSSXt4/s1600-h/fd+august+09+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368501891822871858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfCWAHdX2ussjbSFxLBr0OgUM_GwTvjtGuK2rOiRLksxH1MI26XKhvgh4QbjA7iDzXK3KTkoIW0qGBwbwCO8kR8KmRWi63nd69c8_eQIIeY81JruHbU2ldljp8E16h7_zvvJoGHUCSSXt4/s320/fd+august+09+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Ken. These are my strudels drawings from the figure drawing class.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">He always has a different viewpoint than I do. We have different focuses and aims even though we may be in similar places. Two nights ago in two seperate dreams I dreamed we were singing together and I was harmonizing with him. If only I sounded so good for real. He always can reign me in when I'm buzzing around to much and has a way of cutting through crap and making it very simple. His specialty is coming up with a plan from left field specifically designed to either give me a tick or a headache. He's a master at it. I'd have no other way. Here's to differences, similarities and a whole lot of time spent together and lots more to come.<br /></span><div> </div></div></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-7073638618684508912009-08-06T14:36:00.000-07:002009-08-06T14:42:57.233-07:00Laughed My Butt Off<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Please check this out </span><a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">. Some are awesome, some are in the hall of shame for a good reason. Love it. Love it. When baking creativity runs amuck- sheer delicious poetry. Some of these beauties I wouldn't even get near my mouth. Next vacation you bet I'm taking my camera to the bakery.</span></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-53411921042961643612009-08-03T15:16:00.000-07:002009-08-03T18:00:59.026-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 8<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKwTd6uzfQFon8x6X9L7273kC2SnJpsDT9hDAQANg1RNN6-2bRJIZB6jwHZwkZydDUYPebx8sxADFov3TflovgbbHMehjFgoWeoBt3bjIbGtKD9pxvC3U8Tvm9Wp9O2bmHYKk-LBkoiPRo/s1600-h/august+09+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365867389886635218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKwTd6uzfQFon8x6X9L7273kC2SnJpsDT9hDAQANg1RNN6-2bRJIZB6jwHZwkZydDUYPebx8sxADFov3TflovgbbHMehjFgoWeoBt3bjIbGtKD9pxvC3U8Tvm9Wp9O2bmHYKk-LBkoiPRo/s320/august+09+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And I wondered what I was going to write about today....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">As I was leaving work, I stopped to talk to a friend who just returned from vacation and also pick up something for dinner. As we were talking an older customer in a martcart was driving by and started to drive over my shoe. Wait it gets better.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><em>He stopped the martcart on my shoe. </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><em>And then told me it was my fault for being in the way.</em> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Then drove off on his merry way. No apologies, no nothing. Luckily it was just my shoe and not my toes. I was shocked, appalled and turned all 57 shades of red possible. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I am so done with working there.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">This is the final quit talking about moving on and taking baby steps, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">get your ass in gear and get the hell out.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Yes, I shouldn't have been there at all. And If I was I would have been a customer, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">and a mean little one at that- my yellow chakra be damned.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">But for now I have to go start painting the escape route.</span></div><div align="center"></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-80505751816170014252009-07-28T15:08:00.000-07:002009-07-28T15:32:32.858-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 7<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrwZEigfmEtuMG33a4T7YglqfKoDpr5WWdMpejIkO9pq7iF1zHiF9QAlOY41R36VBRs9KV5CVIn4qxpEtdT7Nldg95SBlSGJFXCR0hoB2dvgxurWwkndQbgGMeEhA18Pwk-l7lyQh9kdy4/s1600-h/home+july+09+006.jpg"></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHyXPswH1-6NjsPJXwzfYr73yLunTCb8B7kAnae4ttq4uOk0wpAdclbeScgfPNWt5txUETuX0MPtrP8zu2V2aDOQvrOMOin_Me3rzXDcK9yMWHXKnUXoPcsn7T5uVKJUfVqvGC1nSrMf-j/s1600-h/drawings+july+09+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363636696475326258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHyXPswH1-6NjsPJXwzfYr73yLunTCb8B7kAnae4ttq4uOk0wpAdclbeScgfPNWt5txUETuX0MPtrP8zu2V2aDOQvrOMOin_Me3rzXDcK9yMWHXKnUXoPcsn7T5uVKJUfVqvGC1nSrMf-j/s320/drawings+july+09+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ9JYhxmmnrhP2s5yc2yOeTNdrAscA69KDJuGeaoywEmFLxV18KPYVvTz1_tx2gozb8fN8B02Ahd75Oap26MzdZ62XRGjUPgnydRwMyCzoRXpK89cO-5AT2J-GSeSoXY296geoporfNhdi/s1600-h/drawings+july+09+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363636692369499682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ9JYhxmmnrhP2s5yc2yOeTNdrAscA69KDJuGeaoywEmFLxV18KPYVvTz1_tx2gozb8fN8B02Ahd75Oap26MzdZ62XRGjUPgnydRwMyCzoRXpK89cO-5AT2J-GSeSoXY296geoporfNhdi/s320/drawings+july+09+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Drawing.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I love drawings. I used to fill a sketch book in 2 weeks. But now.. 10 years if I'm lucky.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I've been going to figure drawing on Wednesday evenings to get my whatever back in shape. It's maddening because I used to be able to do this with no effort at all. I've let it rust. I've had to rediscover how to look & how to get that down on paper. The longest poses have been only 20 minutes. These are decent but, not where I want to take them.<br /></span><br /><br /><div></div></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-60365367125242414412009-07-20T18:10:00.000-07:002009-07-20T18:16:39.235-07:00Other Views of Vulcan<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1MVmVMNBB19XVidb1FoV8ipr3l_NyqR5UNk0wevyswrht7vAe855JJsaNrOoGBP6aYcSuqiCC5RJihoDHZHHbr0F1xNrISgv3yWWxMq2dJAToQZVNH3Nh-kwsfp-XmhmK2jj0M8PMA2Rq/s1600-h/mosaicc95031e8cd70f61770b1e73ccd379542cf5776f1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360715786884142786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1MVmVMNBB19XVidb1FoV8ipr3l_NyqR5UNk0wevyswrht7vAe855JJsaNrOoGBP6aYcSuqiCC5RJihoDHZHHbr0F1xNrISgv3yWWxMq2dJAToQZVNH3Nh-kwsfp-XmhmK2jj0M8PMA2Rq/s400/mosaicc95031e8cd70f61770b1e73ccd379542cf5776f1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibH65smd_XINDm0rtIcGekIJY6KbNzsBWq4TiY8W8Z8QFkeBq9JJZmE3jYo55R8y5lUUTdmPuUB_C38EFXLmv0bueHVreJtxZ9dQxKhap_U6VTIKK1IPSctziSdk25WsCmtFbf-qh1KlT7/s1600-h/mosaic8e982bf78bbd22ba85486d1d1aa2353f92a6aa69.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360715786753603714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibH65smd_XINDm0rtIcGekIJY6KbNzsBWq4TiY8W8Z8QFkeBq9JJZmE3jYo55R8y5lUUTdmPuUB_C38EFXLmv0bueHVreJtxZ9dQxKhap_U6VTIKK1IPSctziSdk25WsCmtFbf-qh1KlT7/s400/mosaic8e982bf78bbd22ba85486d1d1aa2353f92a6aa69.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIafsHKqzqT2ER9m5sYxmID8exwlLFia-gzIZQO6GVtrYQ09thk2Tlb__CBEH5fF-wK17MIZx7puT2qPZHX2Cw0Dws4jljPUhKfwi4eEc4NI7Ia_G61PptPKHCQqhYa8SDySsBlMxvEaG2/s1600-h/mosaic9fc2988c5e793bcff2c519c69f4fa6891ba1fc0f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360715784806311842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIafsHKqzqT2ER9m5sYxmID8exwlLFia-gzIZQO6GVtrYQ09thk2Tlb__CBEH5fF-wK17MIZx7puT2qPZHX2Cw0Dws4jljPUhKfwi4eEc4NI7Ia_G61PptPKHCQqhYa8SDySsBlMxvEaG2/s400/mosaic9fc2988c5e793bcff2c519c69f4fa6891ba1fc0f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-2827719630729245342009-07-20T13:55:00.000-07:002009-07-20T16:31:23.209-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 6 -Sort of..<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghi-RmcheIuG-pRjd67nVwuLFlU17h-LSpbaWDHgG7Ed45szcZJv6LmTCbxyrMfPmGJZOMZ9-HNSojd9RPYFdyifvtbSb1Rp_rUBI0lZDE6TesJpfM5ucnZQ7kC7v_Ab6Y5ppIv7BxWQqU/s1600-h/home+july+09+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649885375929170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghi-RmcheIuG-pRjd67nVwuLFlU17h-LSpbaWDHgG7Ed45szcZJv6LmTCbxyrMfPmGJZOMZ9-HNSojd9RPYFdyifvtbSb1Rp_rUBI0lZDE6TesJpfM5ucnZQ7kC7v_Ab6Y5ppIv7BxWQqU/s320/home+july+09+046.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I took a trip to the home planet, Vulcan, this weekend. This is where I grew up. It's kind of like alcohol- warm yet burns as you swallow it, changes your perceptions and very bad for me. In my family, we are all smarty pants, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">judgy</span> and obviously right about everything. That's on a good day. And we're not really all that f-ed up on the scale and yet we are in our own special ways. As the kids we get the double dose - Mom's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">insecurities,martyrdom and stubborness and Poopdeck's know-it-all stubbornness. Ah yes, Dad's nickname is Poopdeck from Poopdeck Pappy, Popeye's father. Happened after I left the nest.</span><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-YX-LE77v_1kFhsCFRmrvQur93Q7UHoyzwVIxS5gcOruOk8Kxz3rTwGqQS1ySP_4fmJ7waz_MGQBpothU93bGJkBVvWI9InK88agB28eYZgDSVqKdQEdcuZ-zOhzDOztDyS82fRDRIJ9y/s1600-h/pappy_small.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649884524769122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 72px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-YX-LE77v_1kFhsCFRmrvQur93Q7UHoyzwVIxS5gcOruOk8Kxz3rTwGqQS1ySP_4fmJ7waz_MGQBpothU93bGJkBVvWI9InK88agB28eYZgDSVqKdQEdcuZ-zOhzDOztDyS82fRDRIJ9y/s320/pappy_small.gif" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I really got alot of great things from both of them. This weekend however, magnified the bad parts of my Poopdeckishness and my Momishness & I really didn't like it. So the inspire me is the left handed sort, to try and actively change more of the actions & attitudes that I've grown up with and change my ways of thinking. I did move 5 1/2 hours away for a reason. I know they can't/won't change, I need to better learn how not to get caught up in their struggles when I'm there. After all Vulcan is a nice place to visit, I just don't live there anymore.</span><br /><div><div> </div></div><br /></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1358747990129020116.post-25070242987513392852009-07-13T16:50:00.001-07:002009-07-13T17:25:25.427-07:00Inspire Me Mondays 5<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This red snail was going to be my original subject when I saw it. Wowzer! If you're not going to look like any one else do it in a big way. Then I realized the poor guy had been in the line of a spray can that some one had used to put marks on the ground. Rampaging vandals. I hope he survives his marking.</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJg5F_aLZUNL4JXGnVIzH_0HqsOgVOyBgA4DsJnCaIpYjBfJCpvFwhZ01boSl-5-nZ13ldA1CQf9x-Y_FWJuCbMGusInXwpfNPd66vj5aR4Jfok1hyLFzPPBVKIb4aQHrHGnMKNxqLhSAa/s1600-h/beaver+island+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358096880847291570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJg5F_aLZUNL4JXGnVIzH_0HqsOgVOyBgA4DsJnCaIpYjBfJCpvFwhZ01boSl-5-nZ13ldA1CQf9x-Y_FWJuCbMGusInXwpfNPd66vj5aR4Jfok1hyLFzPPBVKIb4aQHrHGnMKNxqLhSAa/s320/beaver+island+014.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Then I decided nothing makes me feel better than the woods and even better if there is water. Water lilies are just gravy. They freeze their little bulbs off in the winter sending down their roots deep into the nice slimy mud and send up rafts to casually bob on the surface. If that isn't enough, the little explosions of color unfold to become fireworks in the reflected skies.<br /></span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuvr2V2LVKiQ2QL46h9Y_9t9DhgX3JEFrgUxF1qNgWHkHLEuB_PawpYKwEsZKKZtEt-MJtmwqGRsOjx2EcIKOPqrFQhPmboqGUYTp5XxtMnVQDGJN01ITgP74ImAU-U8PavkyxJJ0NKxsJ/s1600-h/renstein+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358096872845151954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuvr2V2LVKiQ2QL46h9Y_9t9DhgX3JEFrgUxF1qNgWHkHLEuB_PawpYKwEsZKKZtEt-MJtmwqGRsOjx2EcIKOPqrFQhPmboqGUYTp5XxtMnVQDGJN01ITgP74ImAU-U8PavkyxJJ0NKxsJ/s320/renstein+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNzIE_sOE5t_tN-IjgJhfHnmNdUQ3gLe43NI4PwXXCRLDTP2UgnLmvoMU-o_sKVRk2bNM4hi9WnmUlDDMwh7Nlwl3BOJbSMo-sDsgaoDPLI5TFXdkRUx5UqOux0g7pzoSIrgkr1qL42Phi/s1600-h/mosaic31e7077a866642bb8c01bac51407963cff8f9f10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358096647348297362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNzIE_sOE5t_tN-IjgJhfHnmNdUQ3gLe43NI4PwXXCRLDTP2UgnLmvoMU-o_sKVRk2bNM4hi9WnmUlDDMwh7Nlwl3BOJbSMo-sDsgaoDPLI5TFXdkRUx5UqOux0g7pzoSIrgkr1qL42Phi/s320/mosaic31e7077a866642bb8c01bac51407963cff8f9f10.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>Don@unconventional questionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05097939923327528123noreply@blogger.com0