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Rambler

 

Hullo Sunday, with a longer than expected walk in warmer than expected weather. Dare I say a tad humid? Most definitely, air fragrant with ripe, moist earth and delicate blossoming daphne, cherry, and plum.

Our walk went long because of Paul, whom we met while I was gaping and guffawing at his 1960 Two Door Rambler Wagon (keep scrolling to see the terrific details). He also had a pretty fabulous Chevelle Station Wagon, a gorgeous blue of the midnight sky variety. We chatted a bit, and he asked us if we were in a hurry because the garage held yet another treasure, this 1932 Chevrolet. It’s a dazzler.

The steering wheel is wood and hand made.

It has a glorious patina in a thousand shades of rust. When I asked him if he was going to paint it another color, he uttered, much to my delight, “Rust IS a color.”

It is a gem, truly, with parts gathered here, there, everywhere. And when I heard the pleasant rumble of the engine, I smiled and said, “That’s alright!”

It really was. How lucky we were to catch him at the right time!

The Rambler. Like driving the summer sky…

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More Mystery

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

Anais Nin

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shower

They aren’t just for April.

calm

Moss slows the world to a crawl.

green

Ferns, moss, fairy dusted mushrooms, and look out below – the hubster sports a rather riotous clash.

friendship

Paris turned nineteen yesterday, which is a whopping ninety-two in human years and older than my Grandma! She had a scary week, mysteriously unable to walk at the time this photo was taken. She rebounded after a confusing and meow-filled couple of days, which included an oddly humorous sideways walk, though she remains a bit wobbly. Proof that our long-standing joke about her living forever is precisely that, a joke.

One Community is a monthly project in which participants photograph their homes and community with a theme in mind. The goal is to both showcase similarities and differences in our communities worldwide – and bring us all closer together in understanding through art.

Why don’t you join us? It’s fun! Post one or more photos for each of this month’s theme words, chosen by Sarah, shower, calm, green, and friendship, and add your blog post to the link-up. Easy! It begins today, March 5th, and stays open for one week.

Snap happy!

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To banish imperfection is to destroy expression, to check exertion, to paralyze vitality.

John Rushkin

I was listening to this Patrick Watson song, which makes it quite impossible for me to remain still!

The cupcakes were homemade and delicious!

And yes, the glasses are new!

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Hey Brother!

 

A big ol’ post, just because.

I am a super sucker for the bucket drummers and always tip generously. They work so hard, even in the rain!

The blue is sky.

At Memorial Coliseum to watch the Winterhawks win! There were a ridiculous amount of fights, r i d i c u l o u s. The first occurred a mere 1:20 into the game, sheesh. Give me a good check against the boards any day, but I cannot abide a fist fight, no siree. The little ones were four – six years old, and so sweet to watch. I was happy to see a girl amongst them!

On a related note, the hubster and I were laughing at all things Colleen. She likes watching hockey, tennis, and wild birds but never football or basketball. Give her beautiful architecture or good music of any variety and she is happy. Petite and smiling, but physically and emotionally stronger than she appears. She likes to garden, paint, draw, write, take pictures, and dance like a crazy person. She often quotes Seinfeld, obscure fil-ums, and song lyrics. She is kind and generous, a good baker and cook. A nutter butter in a nice package and wrathful when appropriate. Be kind to her.

Hey brother!

That’s Chris, son number one and child number three in the Sohn line-up. He was visiting for a long weekend.

We walked and talked and admired stained glass and water. This is at Mount Tabor.

Walk number two took us downtown, with the requisite stop at Powell’s, of course; Cacao, for the hubster and his mad love for all things chocolate; and Grassa, where yummy fresh pasta and the best fritto misto rule the land. Yup, yup. Oh, and the bike is where the Zoobombers converge.

Walk number three was over six miles! Our bunch is strong of leg and constitution! The camellias and witch hazel are in bloom! Look up to find art!

Chris and Colleen sporting spectacular spectacles.

And, finally, Jen LaRoche, one of the finest massage therapists, ever! I have been meaning to tell you about her for ages. She’s been soothing my aching limbs (and spirit) for a few years now, and in the most spectacularly kind and thorough fashion. I am a big fan of deep tissue and Thai massage, and Jen really is the best of the best. She bends and folds me like a pretzel, and I giggle with delight. I kid you not. If ever you need a massage, do yourself a favor and give Jen at Satya a try!

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