Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The Red Plaid Jacket


(Above: Dad and me....and the red plaid jacket. Click on any image to enlarge.)

Once upon a time (approximately 1961), my Dad taught history in Mansfield, Ohio. It was some sort of summer class, possibly students who had failed history during the year. Evidently he made the experience memorable. At the end of the course his students gave him this red plaid jacket. He loved it and wore it for years. There's a special photo of him in the jacket.

(Above: My parents and me...and the red plaid jacket.)

Later, three of his four daughters sort of "borrowed" the jacket and wore it too. Although I'm the eldest daughter, I had never "borrowed" it. Recently, the youngest returned the jacket and said, "It's Susan's turn". So....this past weekend my parents visited. They were on their way to a time share in Florida. They brought the jacket and I immediately wore it to an encore art reception at Gallery 80808/Vista Studios. Those are Patrick Parise's abstractions in the background and Patrick's lovely wife Sandi snapped the photos. The jacket looks great...even after nearly fifty years!

(Above: My parents, husband Steve and me....and the red plaid jacket!)

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Record Snowfall in Columbia, South Carolina


(Above: Mouse House in the snow! Click on any photo to enlarge.)

During the run of Blues Chapel and Last Words, my solo exhibition at Gallery 80808/Vista Studios, Columbia experienced a record snowfall. Of course I had warning that it was coming. Steve, after all, has an undergraduate degree in some sort of meteorology. He taught both our sons to consult The Weather Channel every morning before dressing for the day. I've always laughed about this obsession....saying, "Yes, we will have weather today." Since my "day job" at Mouse House is on the first floor of our house, I've always figured that if I "dressed wrong"....I'd just go back upstairs and change.

Anyway, severe weather has always been a cause for great excitement for Steve.....and Friday, February 12 was a banner evening. I had planned to have Blues Chapel and Last Words open until midnight but everything comes to a total stand still in Columbia when there is just a threat of snow. I closed at 7 PM with the "white stuff" coming down hard.

Meanwhile, all of Columbia seemed to have cleared grocery store aisles of all bread and water....stocking up to be snowbound. At home, Steve fixed a steak dinner with red wine after walking the neighborhood.....much better plan.

In the morning, Steve was out with a yardstick measuring snow accumulation at various points throughout the yard. Average: 6 inches. Steve made a snowman. It lasted for three or four days even though the rest of the snow was gone by Sunday.

Please don't think we really "torture" Shadow, our beloved cat. We know she's much to dumb to remember any of this....and she does provide the perfect contrast for all these pictures!

So, above, is Shadow trying out the hammock.
(She didn't like it!)

She preferred being under the hammock....for a short while....

She did make some interesting paw prints.....

...before hiding under a snowy bush. She never did find the back door. I had to pick her up to bring her back inside!

Above is the hammock before Steve and Shadow touched it. Further back is our snow covered pond. (All the goldfish did live through this adventure. I am referring to the live ones under the ice, not the red, metal sculptural ones above ground.....made by Mike Williams, a wildly talented painter who also works in metal.)

(Above: Pond with Mike Williams' red metal fish. Below: Our backyard, view from pond across parking lot to house.)

We did have a small mishap due to the weight of the snow. The umbrella on our patio furniture was up. Snow weighs a lot. Shortly after I took the photo below, the umbrella went down...

...crashing through the glass table top. Fortunately, we have another one lined up. Our neighbor is moving in the spring time. She said we could have hers....she's not taking it with her to Asheville.

So, above, is the front of our house. It looks BEAUTIFUL in the snow. The large magnolia on the right looked like this....

....and the columns looked like this....

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

The Holidays!


(Click on any of these photos to enlarge! Yes....Steve had another "zap" from the skin doctor....just a basil cell....now gone!)

Although we are still estranged from Alex, the Christmas holidays have still been a time to enjoy family and friends. Mathias was able to visit with Laura-Jane and her family in Scotland before flying here on Christmas Eve. We had turkey for the Christmas dinner.



A few days later my best friend Tina (from fourth grade through high school; from our weddings through the birth of our boys; now living in Charlotte, North Carolina) came for a great day. We all enjoyed the great tasting Omaha Steak dinner for four, a gift from my parents.


Even Sissy (on right....Shadow is on the left!), our newly adopted "rescue" cat managed to come out from hiding! Tomorrow we head north to Slippery Rock, PA to visit my parents and youngest sister Sonya for a New Year's Eve celebration...and to root The Ohio State University football team in its Rose Bowl appearance! Go Bucks!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Oregon


(Above: Me sunning on a sand dune! Click on any image in this blog post to enlarge.)

Over Halloween weekend Steve and I went to Oregon. (Steve is a genius with on-line airline arrangements and managed to cash in a "companion ticket".....basically, a free flight for me....when booking an incredibly good deal for himself.) We went to see a new part of the country....to relax....to explore....to take photos....drive through Redwood forests....play in the sand....and visit a few cemeteries along the way. We did all this and more!

One of our first destinations was the Oregon sand dunes. We really didn't understand just how vast this area is. There are plenty of access points, parks, trails, and places to wander around in amazement. We stopped at several including the John Dellenback Trail. The photos here are all mixed up between the various locations....which doesn't really matter. Each spot was gorgeous. We didn't have time to rent an off-road vehicle....but it was a very, very tempting thing to do!

Above: We hiked along the forest trail at the John Dellenback Trail until it opened onto the acres and acres of sand. At this point, we were two full miles from the ocean beach. One could certainly get lost out here!

Above and below: More dune photos! It was hard not to snap the camera in every direction. As a matter of fact, I made a video. It isn't particularly good...but it does show a 360 degree view from a single vantage point.

The landscape looks almost like an alien planet....changing from mountains of clean sand to patches of wild brush.

The weather couldn't have been more beautiful.

Above: Steve on one of the sand dunes.

Above: The perfect day.....almost an abstract composition!

Above: Steve and the sand dunes.

Above: I couldn't resist....and made a "sand angel". Of course, this might have been when sand got in my camera. I've had difficulties getting the lens to expand and contract correctly and the shutters don't always open completely.....but it was worth it!

Above: Steve is about to climb this "sand mountain". My footprints are showing him the way!

Above: Steve is trying to climb up beside my tracks!

Above: Steve has "made it"....our tracks are behind him!

Above: Our nearly parallel tracks up the "sand mountain".

Above: If you look at the "sand mountain"....which in reality is more like a "hill"....center and slightly to the left.....you'll see our nearly parallel tracks! This place is huge!

Steve took photos of me....and....

....I took photos of him! I love the one above and might get it printed as a "real photo"!

Putting Steve into pictures really helped with the sense of perspective!

After exploring the dunes, we headed to a quaint cabin at Ireland's Rustic Inn in Gold Beach, Oregon.

Above is a view of our cabin....totally cute....everything was vintage Americana and it came with kindling and logs for the fireplace too!

Above: Me in bed!

We a fabulous dinner in a nearby restaurant. I ate skate....yes, like a sting ray! It was delicious...reminded me of scallops, which I love!

Ireland's Rustic Inn also has a beach side "spa" area with outdoor hot tubs. This is a hideous photo.....but....exactly what one would expect of a snap shot taken literally at arm's length with a flash going off directly into ones' faces! We might "look" terrible....but we had a blast!

Gold Beach has a nice, little, historic cemetery....called Pioneer Cemetery. I scribbled down several epitaphs and took some photos. Then, we headed down the southern Oregon coast.

The Oregon coast includes lighthouses....

...and jetties....

...and picture perfect rocky coastlines and inlets.

It was glorious.....yes, that's our shadows on the beach below!

For Halloween night, Steve booked a tree house at Out 'n' About Treesort outside Cave Junction. It was hilariously fun to stay in such a unique place.

We walked on all the rope bridges...some over 30 feet in the air. I took another video....this one with Steve on a rope bridge. Like the other video, it's not particularly "great"....but short and gives a sense of this unique place.

We stayed in the Peacock Roost which just happened to be the oldest of the tree houses.

It was a perfect place for Halloween night. I also tried out the rope swing. Steve took a video....which is better than my other videos.....of me on the swing!

That night we had local microbrews and pizza. It was fantastic!

While at the Treesort, I learned that there was an even older, historic cemetery in the former town of Waldo. Waldo was a gold mining town that went "belly up" years ago. In attempts to find any remaining gold dust, people literally took the town apart over the years. Now, there's nothing left....and I mean NOTHING....except the tiny cemetery. One of the nice people, the arborist at the Treesort, knew how to find this cemetery...."Turn left off the road by the gravel pit, take the center trail, go past the patch of trees and around the bend and over the hill....." There was no way to get there....until he took us!

The cemetery was there....in the middle of NOWHERE....and yet someone tended most of the graves. There were flowers on most of the markers. Crayons were placed on the sites that had been for infants and young children. Someone was still watching, caring, and coming. Someone remembered. I found this place quite special.

From Cave Junction, we made a trip to the Oregon National Caves Park. The tour was fantastic. We even saw a few little bats and spiders....coming inside for the winter.

Above: Crater Lake....a crystal clear view, six miles across on a most beautiful day!

On our last day in Oregon, we drove to Crater Lake National Park. There is nothing to prepare oneself for the natural beauty of this amazing place. The road just winds through the forest, ever climbing. The vegetation thins out to roughed trees. There are no quick glances out the car window....no "peeks" through the trees with a glimpse of the lake. Then you arrive. The view hits with its full impact. Our jaws dropped. This is truly one of the most magnificent places on earth.

Above: The water is amazing. This is a view down the steep, interior cliffs of Crater Lake's rim...directly into the calm azure water....with a reflection of the blue sky dotted with puffy white clouds. We couldn't take a bad picture in any direction.

Above: This is a view to the northern rim with its steep slopes reflecting in the water.

Above: We walked away from the visitor's center for this spectacular view. We took another video....nothing really does this place justice though!

Above: Wizard Island. Crater Lake was formed after this still active volcano erupted, blew off it's "cap", and the "crater" was filled with rain water over thousands of years. Of course, the volcano continued to erupt (and will eventually do it again....but no time soon). These eruptions formed Wizard Island....which naturally looks like a little volcano surrounded by water.

The drive back to the Portland Airport took us through beautiful forests with spectacular views....like this one of Mount Thielson. The trip was magical.