caught in the act, up on the furniture.
Category: dolls
ISO the Baby Jesus
It was a good thing that Mary and Joseph were able to travel with the infant. Thousands of years later, during this season of renewal, there is some thematic veracity to the arrangement. Jesus remains hard to find, must be with M&J in Egypt…
Can you find Him? (easier to find in color). This scene is on Mountain View Street in Charlottesville, VA.
Then Herod, when he saw that he was mocked of the wise men, was exceeding wroth, and sent forth, and slew all the children that were in Bethlehem, and in all the coasts thereof, from two years old and under, according to the time which he had diligently enquired of the wise men.–Matthew 2:16
Frosty
doing errands in the Capital City. Longing for the heyday of banking. These days it is as if a neutron bomb had been detonated, leaving the physical structures of the banks untouched but all the personnel gone. There is the bank, the money, the cubicles, but the staff has been reduced to Frosty and he is famously immobile. So the several of us waiting hatched a plan.
We unplugged Frosty.
The response was gratifying. The branch manager instantly appeared, spoke to us all. Checked on our health and that of Frosty. We laughed. We waited. The service was as expeditious as possible. We did business, left longing for the goodle days, before bank officers were replaced with inflatables, before quantitative easing, before securitization of mortgages, back back back to the days of silver coins, copper pennies, silver certificates and savings account passbooks.
(should any of you banking center types be lurking… while your boards of directors and CEO’s plundered the American economy, while we do not like you… you have great employees. Truly. Nice people to do bidness with. Hire more of them!)
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View north on 9th Street, Richmond, Virginia.
aqua buddha?
woke in a blue district, to bed in a red. Writing the Governor about water today.
she
rarely could passersby see her hands
she
Rapid City, South Dakota
east of Rapid City, I-90.
Black Hills of South Dakota
We left interstate 90 for awhile today, dipped down through Thunder Basin, Osage, Newcastle and Custer, sneaking up on the Mount Rushmore National Monument from the south.
The Park Service lady said they have about three million visitors a year. Presidents Washington, Roosevelt and Lincoln look pretty good. I didn’t recognize Jefferson.
The monument is smaller than I expected, I am surprised it hasn’t been stolen.
at home
