What do you think?

Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing enough. Yes, I recycle, I compost, I've cut way back on eating meat, I stay up to date on important environmental issues. I know there are lots of other people like me, but sometimes it feels like time is running out. There's only so much this Earth can take--and we humans have taken just about everything. It angers me that people are talking about building casinos on wetlands, even as the floods get worse year after year because we've built so many levees and dams, and drained the areas that were once wetlands. When is quality of life going to replace the almighty dollar as a measure of success? Sometimes I think the cave dwellers had a higher quality of life than we do in the 21st. century. (Don't ask me to explain that--Jean Auel already has). Alas, technology has made our lives easier, but it won't save us. We still haven't tamed the beast that is the human heart. Yes, I say beast because most people don't kill out of hatred--they kill out of passion. Wars are fueled by passion--just witness the terrorists who kill themselves and others for the sake of some hope-to-be-attained goal. When will we learn that gentleness of heart is more valuable than all the gold in Fort Knox? I think the Buddha was on to something. I know I'm meandering and probably ranting as well, but I really wish the human race would come to its senses before it's too late. God bless, and have a thoughtful day.

This is my painting "The Three Faces Of Evening" (acrylic on canvas). Hope you like it!

Do you know what these are?

Look closely. If you were ever in the Marching 100, you may remember what these are. Still confused? Spats! To be precise, spats dating back to the Civil War era. They're wool and have little buttons down the sides and straps that buckle underneath. Will look cute with all my boots.

Dog Patch

Here is a little something I embroidered for fun. Woof! Woof!

Autumn is almost here.....

Yes, it's almost that time of the year again--the time of changing seasons, bright colors, cool, crisp mornings and long walks through the woods. Soon I'll be wearing flannel shirts and my jeans jacket, perhaps even my wool jacket. The frost will make all the world look like it's been preserved in crystal, melting away into a warm autumn afternoon. I love the fall, it's my very favorite season. the crickets come into my basement (and occasionally the rest of my house), singing their merry little chirps. Various birds are passing through the area as they migrate to southern climes. I wish this season would last forever--well, maybe not forever, but for as long as possible. It's such a beautiful time of year. Have a bountiful autumn.