Borrow money from pessimists. They don't expect it back.
-- Steven Wright --
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-- Steven Wright --
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This is North Point Ministries' iBand. It's 7.5 minutes, but well worth it. (I was especially fascinated by the iPhone maracas. How does it know you're shaking it?)
[http://youtu.be/F9XNfWNooz4]
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I've had a necklace for the past twenty years or so that Daughter loved. Every time I wore it, she said she wanted it. I gave it to her today, along with a nearly matching bracelet I'd found at a craft fair. The Goddess's stones are all different, hand polished and hand set on sterling silver. The goddess figurine is a hair over two inches long, and hangs just above the breastbone. She is horn, the panther is bone. Ignore the larger stones in the photos - that's the bracelet, which isn't nearly as nice or well made.
I present "The Goddess":
I'm going to miss her.--------------------------------
This is around the corner and down the road a bit from my house. There are flashing lights on the house and the top and bottom of the fence and in the trees, so likely any one photo isn't going to capture all the glory - or the music playing from the speakers. All kinds of stuff is just jammed together without any rhyme or reason. And it all seems to have to do with consumerism. The shorthand "Xmas" was made for displays like this. Forgive the blur, I didn't have a tripod or anything to brace against, but you get the idea. I want to get a photo in daylight sometime. No hurry - if last year is any indication, it'll all still be there in February.
Note the hot-air balloon in the back yard.
Yep. None of the photos caught the flashing lights on the roofline or fence.My taste runs more toward a wreath on the door and candles in the window, or monochromatic lights on the shrubs at the foundation and along the walkway (no blinking, please), that says "this house is quietly joyful and welcoming". Or a softly lighted manger scene (please, no Snow White included), which says "we honor".
There's very little of that in this neighborhood.
Sigh.
3 comments:
Kids don't like the tasteful decorations. A friend moved into a tony community where they were only allowed white lights. Kids were devastated. (She had taught them that the plastic reindeer was their telephone to Santa, so that didn't help either.)
When I was a kid, I had a plastic candelabrum with blue lights in it, in my window. I loved it.
Orange lights scare me, even now.
NJ is the state of consumerism. Even more than Long Island. Hence all of the malls. Does this display surprise you?
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