Dennis the apprentice

Working my way through old New York Timeses (plural?) and happened upon the obit for Cosmo Allegretti, the actor and puppeteer who performed as a menagerie of plush characters on the CBS children’s show “Captain Kangaroo." Brought back many fond memories. though I confess I 'd forgotten that the Captain (Bob Keeshan) lived in the Treasure House. And apparently that wasn't his real hair.

Photos today from yesterday, including a couple still lifes that I call "Darkness" and "Light," another in the ongoing dahlia series (it just gets better & better), and a couple in the "Kitty Beach" series (sightings of the two of them together are very rare, so enjoy).

Get to stay home today - will probably toddle over to the P.O. to mail back a Netflix (enjoyed Van Helsing (not least because we got to see Mr. Jackman shirtless, but 2+ hours of it would have been a bit much so after awhile we skipped to the last 3 scenes), then tootling & stitching & praying the 70+F dewpoints go away soon.

I have a dream

On this the 50th anniversary of the march on Washington for civil rights,* I wonder if Dad was aware of the event and if he ever considered going - I don't recall that he did attend.

A sobering statistic, here, 50 years on, the percentage of black families living in poverty is the same as it was then.



And we have many states taking advantage of the benighted recent Supreme Court decision about voting rights to enact laws voter ID laws resulting in increased difficulties for minority communities to cast their ballots, a latter day version of "literacy tests." Is it any surprise that most of these laws have been enacted in the South?

On a brighter note, here are some shots, taken this late August, a month that often found me driving btwn Menominee & Mpls. or other points, when the season reminded me (and still does) of a woman of a certain age. The first is the full blossoming of our newest dahlia - I love the spot of yellow on the tip of each petal (how did they get them to do that??, and remember you can click on the images for a larger version), and the last is of one of my garden favorites - that could qualify as Martians in disguise.

Off soon for some acupuncture, tootling, toddling and stitching on tap, too.

* I wonder what the coverage will be like of the 1978 gay rights march on Washington, which I attended while @ Stony Brook.

And to think that I saw it on Mulberry St.

Well, not Mulberry St., actually, but Orchard St. in Cambridge/Somerville (at least the first two shots). The others are from our yard - I wish I could get my camera not to wash things out (see the third photo). Maybe the camera thought I was focusing on the background. :| The last two shots are of our newest dahlia, which is finally beginning to blossom.

Dahlias for days or Back in five minutes - signed Godot

Shots from today out side our house & outside one of the local library branches that reminds me of my favorite graffito that I saw, back in the day, in a restroom on the U of MN campus, "Back in five minutes" and it was signed Godot. Get it? Waiting for Godot? Hardeeharharr, n'est-ce pas? Oh, and another in my Martian series, taken from outside the same library branch.

Today is my "day off" from practicing, so I'll spend it setting up the charts for a rather complicated shawl pattern, blocking a shawl & watching the rest of "Just my luck" (a Norman Wisdom vehicle) on Netflix. Here's s taste:



Get a load of the great Margaret Rutherford, too.

Reflections

Saw Potter sitting in her favorite morning spot (that she usurped from Mimsy awhile ago) in the Gannon Room. Fortunately she didn't mind that I caught a photo of her & her reflection. I thought Mimsy deserved equal time, and she obliged by looking sweet on the bed in the guest room this AM (with apologies for the fuzziness - that's what I get for not using a flash). The final photo is a little still-life next to the computer. Oh, and I thought you might find this link useful; it's "How to fold a fitted sheet in 30 seconds." Enjoy.

Toddling done for the. Way too much time spent on the computer this AM. Some tootling on tap for the afternoon. Blessedly lower dewpoint today of  . . . can it be that 60F feels comfortable? I guess compared to 74F it does.

Get lucky

I saw this on the news this AM & thought I'd share it and a couple other favorite videos to get your toes tappin'.


Stephen Colbert and some very famous faces in "Get Lucky."
Will Smith's daughter Willow.
Who knew they were making a film about moi??

So relieved Wellesley is over, no more commuting back & forth, but no more free food & AC either. Really enjoying the R&R.

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!

This is how I feel now that Wellesley is well and truly over, and the temps have mitigated.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought –
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.