
…she only has eyes for the ancient garden hose.


She has even dragged it into the house.
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.
…she only has eyes for the ancient garden hose.
She has even dragged it into the house.
The story of Helen Keller and her teacher Annie Sullivan is very effective thanks mostly to the ferocious performance of Anne Bancroft as Sullivan. The movie feels very stagey, which is understandable since it’s an adaptation of a play. The secondary characters are nothing to write home about either, but it’s really Bancroft’s movie, and she delivers, as does Patty Duke as Helen, so it’s all good.
…and his glorious mid-century Home Savings mosaics!
…of sticks. Only the finest will do.
I’ve been getting my teeth attended to here in his extremely dated and weirdly isolated building since I’ve had teeth in my head. I guess I’m sufficiently old that it wasn’t dated when I started out. I guess that makes me old.
It screams mid-century, doesn’t it?
Farewell little dental office!
Give me an N. C. Wyeth sky any day…
I’ll admit, I don’t watch any traditional TV programming any longer, but that doesn’t mean there’s nothing good on. There’s a lot of terrific YouTube channels with amazing content out there, and I’d like to recommend my favorite:
Noraly Schoenmaker is a thirtysomething Dutch woman who travels around the world solo by motorcycle. Her current journey targets the Middle East (Turkey, Iraq, Iran, Kuwait and Saudi Arabia thus far), and it’s astonishing. As was her journey through West Africa last year.
Targeting more rural routes, as opposed to big cities, Schoenmaker encounters sights and cultures that few Westerners are exposed to. There are wonders aplenty, not the least of which is Schoenmaker’s indomitable good cheer and resourcefulness in the face of adversity (of which there is no shortage), and the kindness and decency of almost everyone she runs into.
This is truly great stuff, and I can’t recommend the channel highly enough.
…to being told when to nap.
And no, I’m not letting that thing, whatever it is, out of her little pen. I think it might be a small, nippy demon.
That’s a good Baptist breakfast!
She’s so different than the little mite we brought home at the beginning of the month.