Showing posts with label Olivia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Olivia. Show all posts

Friday, June 1, 2012

Ellanor C. Lawrence Park: Cabell's Mill and Middle Gate

From our walk this morning... Once I started taking pictures of the deer, I got inspired to take more photos, and basically just photographed the whole rest of the walk since it is so pretty:

If you look closely, you can see the deer looking through the bush  at us

 A pretty bend in the trail

Always wondered about the history of this rock wall

Another view of the same rock wall

I have seen people stopped to pick this...I wonder what it is -- sort of looks like parsley, but wouldn't want to eat it

Pretty bend in the stream

Bench to sit on -- seems to attract couples

"Something smells good."

Middle Gate
 Below is a very pretty section of the wall behind Middle Gate.  There is a cherub above a very worn engraved section which if you look carefully is a quote from the Bible, Jeremiah 48:17 " All ye that are about Him; and all ye that know his name, say, How is the strong staff broken, and the beautiful rod":

You have to look very carefully to read the engraving on this
Close-up of cherub on engraved section

Back of Middle Gate


Cabell's Mill,  historical gristmill




Middle Gate

A pretty Magnolia tree

Middle Gate

Information marker

Day lilies -- how pretty

Day lilies blooming at the side of Cabell's Mill by the dogwood tree that was blooming a couple of months ago

Bridge, a portion of which was damaged by flooding this past fall

Across the road, the path continues on to Walney Pond and Walney house

Entrance to Middle Gate

Wishing Well

The wall is built to accommodate this cedar tree
 
Rocky Run

Some large rocks along the path
There are so many different kinds of plant and animal life in Ellanor C. Lawrence Park.  I think it is wonderful that they have documented it:  plant life here , mammals here,  reptiles here and bird life here.  There is even a Great Blue Heron that comes through which I was lucky enough to have seen before.  Below are three different kinds of ferns I noticed on the walk today:
Fern with a flower

Another different fern

Third kind of fern

Back home.


Friday, May 25, 2012

Olivia, The Good Dog

Feeling very photogenic, some recent photos from a day in the life of Olivia, our Labrador-Border Collie mix:


Very happy

Rolling around on her back

Saying her prayers so sweetly
Ready for bed
p.s.  Had to add this funny note:  Apparently dogs can see things on a computer screen, because Olivia just went nuts when I showed her the pictures of herself on my computer.  I don't think she was indulging me because three times she actually put her feet up on the desk to see better (only the one with her rolling on her back did not elicit the same response) and twice went to look behind the desk, as if there were some other dog there!

Monday, November 7, 2011

Recurring Themes: American Folk Art

I'm not sure I'll find a definition of "folk art" that I like, much less "American folk art".  But this is what I  mean when I think of American folk art, and what I like...

The two pictures below are both from our family room:

Edward Hicks: The Residence of David Twining

 The above Edward Hicks: The Residence of David Twining, is a giclee print that we bought and had framed after a trip to Cooperstown, NY and the Fenimore Art Museum, where we saw a couple of the artist's versions of Peaceable Kingdom on display. A link to the Fenimore Art Museum is here: http://www.fenimoreartmuseum.org/   There are apparently four known versions of The Residence of David Twining, and an interesting history can be found in the Lot Notes of Christie's here: http://www.christies.com/LotFinder/lot_details.aspx?intObjectID=1421467 (mine is not the version in the Christie's picture).  I would love to go back to Cooperstown and visit the museum again, but until then I have this remembrance to view in my house to help recapture the feeling.


Racing at Broussard's Farm by George Rodrigue


George Rodrigue is a Cajun folklore painter, well known for his Blue Dog paintings.  We visited his gallery in New Orleans about 20 years ago when Cameron was a baby.  They allowed us to take a photo of Cameron, who was sound asleep in his stroller underneath one of the paintings.  I will have to find that photo and add it later.  Anyway, we bought this signed limited edition print, above, at the gallery and had it framed. I especially liked it because of the horses and because of the silhouette of the large tree in the background, as well as the bright colors, which were used in a very limited way -- mostly on the horses and  flags -- and also the way the railing comes in and out of the picture at an angle  (which is not unlike the opening gate in The Residence of David Twining).  You can see more of George Rodrigue's art here: http://www.georgerodrigue.com/rodrigue/art.htm.

Picture book by George Rodrigue: Why is Blue Dog Blue?




My "Blue Dog", Olivia
Here I think have captured Olivia posing with that look in her eyes like Rodrigue's Blue Dog. As a note, I would love to try to paint this someday, although I understand it is difficult to paint black dogs... but maybe since I have not painted anything in years (other than the house) this small fact will not matter, as it would not be expected to look too professional anyway. Maybe it is like cooking, where the love you put into it makes all the difference!...
 
Here are three more images of American folk art that I have collected from my house:

Dinner bell picked up from an antiques store in Luray Virginia (not sure how "antique" it really is, but I like it)

One of two black Labrador dog bookends sitting on the fireplace mantel in our family room -- reminded me of Olivia, who is half Labrador and half Border Collie.
From a book I bought second hand on Rufus Porter, an American painter whose mural paintings I have admired.
Finally, I think that folk art extends to other arts, like literature, and in my definition, I would include some of my favorites: Washington Irving's Legend of Sleepy Hollow and Rip Van Winkle,  Longfellow's "The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere", and this poem by Robert Frost:

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

Friday, October 15, 2010

Then and Now

Speaking of doing dishes, here are some pictures of me doing dishes (then and now):
First, doing dishes by myself (probably circa 1963) --

Doing dishes with my mother (same vintage time, same vintage place) --


Finally this picture was taken last week -- Olivia under my feet while trying to do dishes -- she likes to hang out with me in the kitchen --