These tulips are the third share of a very generous gift from a parishioner for a month's worth of Spring blooms. Aren't they gorgeous?
Sunday, April 9
Thursday, April 6
Monday, April 3
Saturday, April 1
Tuesday, March 28
Dole Whip
Dairy-free, gluten-free, fat-free pineapple treat from a local ice cream place... it's so good, and I assume that it's made of pineapple-kissed frozen air?
Adventures as an Art Teacher: Sunset Silhouettes
The past two weeks,
we've been working on silhouettes against a sunset backdrop. This is my
favorite one and is by a very talented sixth grader.
Adventures as an Art Teacher: The Isle of Grande-Jette
One of the best parts
about being the substitute art teacher is getting to practice the art
before I teach it. These paintings are this week's lesson for first and
second grade. We'll be looking at Monet's The Isle of Grande-Jette and
painting our own spring landscapes. The project is from the excellent
book, Draw, Paint, Sparkle by Patty Palmer. Once the trees dry, I'll be
adding blossoms.
Sunday, March 26
Society of Icon Rescuers
The newly formed Society
of Icon Rescuers (our family) saved this Vladimir Icon of the Mother of
God from 'Buddhas and Beads' in Rehoboth, DE for a mere $20. We will be
saving our pennies to liberate other icons that are trapped there...
unless you can deliver them first! Many were handpainted in silver rizas
and in the $250-$500 price range. Your purchase will entitle you to
membership in our exclusive society.
Saturday, March 25
Books Read in 2023: Marking Time by Elizabeth Jane Howar
"Usually, when she felt rotten and depressed like this, her house was a comfort: she could fly to it in her mind, and become engrossed in its decoration. This evening, when she transported herself through the shiny black door with its white pediment and plasters into the small square hall that had black and white tiles laid chequerwork with s border on the floor (she had recently redone the floor) and admired her lemon and orange trees that lived in a pair of black and white ties placed each side of the Russian stove, even before she reached the table she had made of marble Mosaic with a border of shells on which stood the Victorian glass jug that had an ingenious way of keeping lemonade cool, picked up at a church bazaar last Christmas, this evening she was halted by, struck suddenly by the dreariness of living quite alone (albeit with cats) for the rest of her life."
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