A Bowl Full of Cherries (Not)

Cherry Tomatoes. I liked the varied shades

A former post Not Always

Bowl of cherries

idiom- definition from Wikipedia

  1. An idiom (Latin: idioma, “special property”, from Greek: ἰδίωμα – idíōma, “special feature, special phrasing, a peculiarity”, f. Greek: ἴδιος – ídios, “one’s own”) is a phrase or a fixed expression that has a figurative, or sometimes literal, meaning. An idiom’s figurative meaning is different from the literal meaning.

 “sometimes used ….to mean just the opposite”

If you’ve been with me since the beginning of this blog (almost six years) you’ve probably seen one of my favorite posts from 2009.  Shot in Sheboygan, Wisconsin.  Fiestaware bowl.

LIFE IS A FIESTAWARE BOWL OF QUEEN ANNE CHERRIES

“Fiesta® Dinnerware was designed by Frederick Hurten Rhead in 1936 and is now among
the most collected china products in the world.”  Go to their website and see what colors were produced in which year(s).     http://www.hlchina.com/fiestacolors.htm   This bowl with the cherries was photographed on a balcony  in Sheboygan WI in August.

Wordless Wednesday

It was fifty years ago today

Memorial Day

National Cemetery of the Alleghenies
Etna Memorial Day 2016

from Memorial Day 2014

Twenty four notes. Taps. 

The Origin of Taps, The Bugler’s Cry  by  “Jari Villanueva, a former ceremonial bugler at Arlington National Cemetery”

Tapshttps://youtu.be/Nhtr5J00ntA?si=Wdd7Kac-zUydAaen


Muskingum County  
World War II/Korean War Memorial     Zanesville, Ohio

Lois I. Greenberg. says:

May 31, 2010 at 1:04 am (Edit)

May they all rest in peace and may we never rest until we make peace last.
Thanks for this, Ruth. Too many helmets!
Love, L

A Rainbow Along Richmond Highway

Alexandria, Virginia. Last Tuesday night.

I even found the name of the church (Groveton Baptist) thanks to knowing I’d pulled into the Target parking lot just a few blocks from our Airbnb. Found it on Apple Maps.

Walking Back to the Car After Lunch I Saw Lamb’s Ear

Shanti led the way back to where we’d parked the car. We’d met cousins Anna and Maura for lunch in Westerville. M

On the way, I did what my parents always did when I was growing up.

Notice a plant.

Name it.

And in this case rub the velvet leaf between your fingers.

Lamb’s Ear, the perennial, see below.

Lamb’s Ear (Stachys byzantina)

“Despite its unassuming appearance, lamb’s ear has quite a rich history. Another nickname, “wooly woundwort,” references its usefulness as a bandage, due to its astringent properties.

The leaves were used to dress wounds or as toilet paper in medieval times, and they were also reportedly used as bandages in the American Civil War.” From the. Gardener’s path

Fresh Sidewalk Chalk

Remembering a 1966 Girl Scout Trip

Pulled over to take a quick shot from afar. The Lincoln Memorial sighting triggered a memory of something we were told on a tour. In 1966.

The National Park Service has the scoop. Just looked it up since I’m back home tonight and it’s a MYTH. (Click the bold to read other myths)

Oh man. Maybe it’s best not to revisit old memories. I remember being told his hands spelled out A and L in American Sogn Language and was a nod to the sculptors’ deaf parents.

Wordless Wednesday

From the archives May 20, 2012 Selfie at Zoo

Saved from Trash Pick Up

A ten second video of St. Francis being saved from trash pick-up (click here)

Grand Avenue Neville Island

This is the second time I’ve found a religious statue on the curb.