Artwork from Years Past

I was going through some of my folders, and came across past artwork that I haven't seen in a while. All three pieces are made with junk jewelry, coins, glass drops, and of course, the carved birds that I found on a dusty shelf at the thrift store. The eggs are from a necklace. 

                                                                 Nesting Birds

                                                             Shazaam!

                                       Turtle Square Dance (not all art is serious)

Pink Flamingos

Hello, Martha?  This is Ruth. I passed your house on my daily walk and noticed that you put out a pair of Pink Flamingos with the trash. I really wish you hadn’t, because I was forced to take them home and now I have them in my yard. I couldn’t just leave them there, you know, tossed out like old baggage and stale laughs. You could have at least buried them with dignity now that they are old and the pink is coming off. My neighbor has already told me I have too much yard art, and this will probably add ammunition to the stand off, and get me in further trouble. And I won’t mention that when I was picking up the flamingos, one of their legs fell off and I had to climb down in the ditch by your house to retrieve it, and the cop who drove by wanted to know why I was down in the ditch with Pink Flamingos.  It’s OK though, the towns people already think I’m a little odd.  But please, if you have anymore, just keep them to yourself.   

No Teef!

Throughout my life, I have had to pay enormous dental bills. I seldom go to the doctor, but I spend a great deal of time with Dr.Tooth Decay. It’s not fair. The rest of my family have all their pearly whites, but not me. I’ve had so many root canals that I no longer remember which teeth are alive and which are dead. However, I’ve crowned them all! And more than once. The ones I hated to lose the most were the gold crowns, so I started saving them, along with other teeth, and finally got enough to put them into a design. An $8,000.00 design, and here it is!  Yikes!

P.S.  The wisdom tooth and the small carved skull aren’t figured into the 8K. 

Fingerprints in the Attic

Continuing the theme of why it's good to look up once in a while, I found fingerprints and hand prints on the ceiling of the attic.  I can only guess, but I think they may be the prints of the people who built my house.  That would date them to 1890.  Pretty cool.  Or maybe Lloyd, our ghost, put them there. 

The Canopy

It was such a nice day today, that I couldn't resist looking up into the tree canopy of my yard.  Most people have tunnel vision, intent on whatever they are seeking to do, with no thought of their surroundings. Sometimes it's good to stop and look up into the sky.  It's really beautiful up there. 

                                                                   Back Yard Oak

                                                                  Magnolia Canopy

                                                               Side Yard Canopy

                                                                Our Mighty Oak

                                                              Popcorn Tree Canopy

                                                        The Other Side Yard Canopy

                                                           Tip of the House Canopy

                                                   This is the view from the front porch.