Fall is here, though going fast, and Callie Cat
is sleeping with her Big Kitty, by the fireside!
Showing posts with label Fall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fall. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Friday, October 10, 2008
Fall Festival Parade in Cherokee, NC
The pics say it all- YES! I love band, especially the Cherokee Marching Braves....and it does NOT have anything to do with my DH running things....well, maybe a little.
Enjoy the pics. We were in the front, right behind Chief Hicks and his bodyguard, and were lucky to have three alumni come play with us; Chris on mellphone, Wade on trombone, and Homer on trumpet. I find it most refreshing that Kurt leaves his kids with such a love of music that they willingly volunteer to march 4 miles in the heat, just to play with the Band!!! That's what makes him a Bandmaster, not just a 'director'!
October's Doll
I wanted to do something radically different with my doll for the October part of the Year Long Challenge at Beaded Art Dolls, and two leaves in my yard stood out, saying 'Pick me! Pick me!' to help out.
I scanned them, then used EasyBeadPatterns' free program to recreate the leaves in brickstitch, shrinking them to 3" and 1" tall, and holding them to only 12 colors each.
Both beaded up quickly, and I always love how brickstitch allows a piece such sturdiness! I did 'forget' how to do the decreases at first, and went to Silverhill's free site for a video refresher.
Look under the 'goodies' link for other tutorials that are really, really helpful.
But, that is why you might see a stray thread here and there....
Still, I am most happy with Autumn Flame, and she will make a nice pin or pendant!
Sunday, October 21, 2007
colors of Fall
Yeah, this topic has probably been written to death, so I will try to take another tack.
I have been listening to folks talk about this color change, ever since it began in earnest four days back.
The main themes?
"Oh well, we might as well enjoy it, because it is going to be over in a day or so".
"It peaked yesterday, so let's all go back to our little lives"
"Guess that's it for this year"
Sad, I find it.
I have been enjoying the color change, from when it began with one little puff on the end of a branch, overhanging a blind curve on Shephard's Creek (which can be Shepherd's Creek, Shepard's Creek, or Sheperd's creek, depending on what the state called it on the four road signs assigned to it- confuses the tourists, I bet-LOL). The rest of the tree was a stolid dark green, and to this day, refuses to change anything but that one branch. It is almost as if it were saying "I changed, so now leaf me be!"
There is a section of road, where two peaks meet in a saddle, and the bright gold that begins there, then flows down the hollow from that saddle, appears to be as if liquid gold is running down the side of the mountain.
The far flung peaks of Norther Tennessee are a patchwork of reds, rusts, golds and yellows.
Individual trees have caught fire, and are all colors at once.
A maple in our yard has the most soft versions of this, being orange, yellow, red and rust, with tinges of green, in the lightest of shades- most pleasing to the eye and very soothing to look at with a cuppa in hand, while sitting on the deck.
Think I'll go do that, and charge the camera, so I can share with my friends who don't have this show every Fall.
Over it, indeed!
I have been listening to folks talk about this color change, ever since it began in earnest four days back.
The main themes?
"Oh well, we might as well enjoy it, because it is going to be over in a day or so".
"It peaked yesterday, so let's all go back to our little lives"
"Guess that's it for this year"
Sad, I find it.
I have been enjoying the color change, from when it began with one little puff on the end of a branch, overhanging a blind curve on Shephard's Creek (which can be Shepherd's Creek, Shepard's Creek, or Sheperd's creek, depending on what the state called it on the four road signs assigned to it- confuses the tourists, I bet-LOL). The rest of the tree was a stolid dark green, and to this day, refuses to change anything but that one branch. It is almost as if it were saying "I changed, so now leaf me be!"
There is a section of road, where two peaks meet in a saddle, and the bright gold that begins there, then flows down the hollow from that saddle, appears to be as if liquid gold is running down the side of the mountain.
The far flung peaks of Norther Tennessee are a patchwork of reds, rusts, golds and yellows.
Individual trees have caught fire, and are all colors at once.
A maple in our yard has the most soft versions of this, being orange, yellow, red and rust, with tinges of green, in the lightest of shades- most pleasing to the eye and very soothing to look at with a cuppa in hand, while sitting on the deck.
Think I'll go do that, and charge the camera, so I can share with my friends who don't have this show every Fall.
Over it, indeed!
Monday, October 15, 2007
Fall musings
Our new kitten, part Himilayan, part bobcat (his daddy's mom got caught in the yard and was seen by their family, enjoying her rendevous with such, and daddy is 2 foot long, weighing about 22 pounds, with a shortened tail) all Boy and Purr, is loving the plants that came in during this week's cold spell. I had wondered if he would jump in to them, shred them, or what, but he seems content to play with the dead leaves, and hide in the larger buckets, to jump out at
Callie, our soon-to-be 2 yr old calico tortoiseshell whirlwind! Callie had been feeling a bit left out, being adopted at 6 months, but never having been allowed to play as a kitten. She had been adopted by the shelter at 6 weeks, and lived in a cage til we brought her home. Puffin, our 14 yr old matriarch, let her know that kittenish behavior, like being jumped upon, was not acceptable to her Highness!
Now the two 'kittens' are often seen as one ball of cream and black fur, or playing hide and seek in the foliage.
For once, bringing the plants in has not been a chore to be done, but a joy to all!
Callie, our soon-to-be 2 yr old calico tortoiseshell whirlwind! Callie had been feeling a bit left out, being adopted at 6 months, but never having been allowed to play as a kitten. She had been adopted by the shelter at 6 weeks, and lived in a cage til we brought her home. Puffin, our 14 yr old matriarch, let her know that kittenish behavior, like being jumped upon, was not acceptable to her Highness!
Now the two 'kittens' are often seen as one ball of cream and black fur, or playing hide and seek in the foliage.
For once, bringing the plants in has not been a chore to be done, but a joy to all!
Puffin is seen on her Throne, as befits her Highness- a long-haired sheep pillow from NZ. Callie and Yoda (cream-colored male is he) are the same size this week- with Yoda at 10 and a half weeks old! When we got him at 6 weeks, we could hold him in our hand!!
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Endless Summer, approaching Fall
As the days shorten, and the flowers give their last best, I am drawn to all those bright and colorful beauties. I know I will find myself in the garden section of the megastore down the road, soaking up their hues, as the cold approaches, and greys/blacks/browns of winter take over the outside world.
While my home is not short of green Life inside, the flowering plants do not fare well. In fact, our home becomes a jungle for five months, giving the cats places to hide and jump out at their buddies!
Still, I will find myself missing the vibrancy of reds, purples, and yellows, so have saved a few to enjoy as Time marches on.......
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