Friday we went to Charlie’s school for Art Night and saw the students’ artwork displayed.
As we toured every floor, we saw this ceramic tile mosaic mural in the cafeteria. It was striking.
The ceramic tile artist Marlo Bartels Mosaic Saved article describes the journey the mural has taken. Here’s a short video telling how this colorful mural has been moved THREE times. You can not only hear the artist interviewed, but see Marlo Bartels do repair work on his mosaic mural at Clinton Elementary.
A true work of yard art.
We even met the artist Karen as she was outside hauling bags of mulch. Laura, Mary and I were walking to meet Charlie at dismissal time. Laura said “I have a surprise for you.” And she walked me to this home of yard art extraordinaire.
Karen explained how she made the carrots with pool noodles and showed us a photo of her winter snowmen made with the same methods.
Throwback Thursday.
Newspaper sheet from 1966.
Eighth grade graduating class of Morris Plains Elementary School New Jersey.
I’m on the far right, three down.
Tuesday morning I met two good friends for brunch. We used to teach together at Greenfield School years ago. Although I’d written it on my calendar, I’m so used to not going out much I had to receive a text from Donna asking if I was on my way. Oooops!
After we ate, Sue and I walked along the River Trail. We had a couple of years to catch up with one another.
Donna, we are so sorry you missed the goats!
We saw this sign first, as Sue had told me it was one of the nations busiest rivers for barge traffic.
As we walked along the trail, (which goes all the way to Washington DC and Sue’s sons have biked it) we saw an electric fence and this sign
Sue spotted the goats as I was taking photos of the underbelly of the Homestead Grays Bridge
I’d posted about goats at the tea store in Millvale Landscaping Goats at Knit Night and also at a Rent a Goat at Pittsburgh Botanical Garden in Oakdale a couple of years ago. And you might remember I booked a Goat With a Note for a zoom meeting.
Two posts reblogged honoring
Dorothy Holley Poet, Friend post from 2010 click for slideshow
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Dorothy Holley’s Iris from her garden are in the photo below replanted by fellow poet and friend Liane Norman, who is the author of I Dug Up the Iris
I Dug Up the Iris
in Dorothy’s garden
to plant in the soaked
soil of mine, memorial
to her each spring
when they’ll open
complicated ruffles
and flourishes, purple
or blue with speckled
throats. They’ll rise
out of rhizomes
sprawling at soil’s
surface like the joints
of my old hands
anchoring the tall
stalks and frilly petals.
This morning
in the brief breath
of cool I dug shallow
trenches for this legacy,
this pantry of pollens
the bees prospect,
insects with lives
beyond what the mere
gardener knows.
Liane Ellison Norman, a Madwoman in the Attic, has published two books of poetry, The Duration of Grief and Keep(www.smokeandmirrorspress.com). She has published poems in 5AM, Kestrel, North American Review, Grasslimb, Rune, Voices from the Attic anthologies and the Pittsburgh Post Gazette. Her poem “What There’d Been” won the Wisteria Prize in 2006 from Paper Journey Press.
reblogged On the occasion of the birthday of poet Dorothy Holley http://rutheh.com/tag/dorothy-holley-poet/
Pine nuts, garlic, freshly grated Parmesan, olive oil and a couple of cups of basil leaves whirled in the food processor. To me it tasted like summer.
The Harvie farm box arrived on the front porch today. When I unpacked it, it was the fragrant basil that motivated me to think of pesto.
Pesto- yes or no?
