Friday, August 28, 2015

Thursday, August 27, 2015

"Patience -- Chinese Proverb"

Picture Credit:  pixabay.com
Quote Source:  Be Happy by Patrick Lindsay

"Theodore Dreiser b. 1871 -- Author of An American Tragedy"

Picture Credit:  Barnes & Noble


-- August 27, 1871 --


is born in Terre Haute, Indianna.




"Dreiser based the book on a notorious criminal case. On July 11, 1906, resort owners found an overturned boat and the body of 20-year-old Grace Brown at Big Moose Lake in the Adirondack Mountains of Upstate New York. Chester Gillette was put on trial and convicted of killing Brown, though he claimed that her death was a suicide."




"More Dragon Humor ..."

Picture Credit:  nickandzuzu.com

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

"... in His Time -- Ecclesiastes 3:11"

Picture Credit:  de.wikipedia.org

"Speaking Your Truth -- Naomi Wolf"

Picture Credit: flickr.com

"Featured Blog -- Whitesboro Writers Group Round Robin -- Open Call"

Picture Credit:  Crimson Studios


Whitesboro Writers Group

Open Call for Writing Collaborators!


A round robin is a serial novella written by several authors who take turns advancing the plot. One person begins with a "chapter" or "episode" to introduce the story line and the main character, then another writer chimes in with a new character of his/her choice and ties that character into the plot. This goes on as long as the writers are interested.

We want to hear from you! Pitch your idea as to what the next project theme or story arc should be on the Whitesboro Writers Group Round Robin Blog. Please use your initials or pen name if you don't want to use your real name, so we can get in touch with you if necessary. Then we'll vote on the most intriguing ideas and go from there.

This is very much a work in progress, so stay tuned, and let your ideas flow. The last group effort, Underweb Chronicleswas big fun and quite a success.  The series consists of forty-nine chapters written by six different authors. Help us make the next one even better ...

The "Dragon" Theme Continues ...

Picture Credit:  pinterest.com

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Quilting: Update -- "Fussy Cut" Quilt -- August 24, 2015


Meet Janice ... my A++ "Fussy Cut" Quilting instructor ... we managed to complete the quilt top ... now it's up to me to "quilt" the "sandwich" (quilt top, batting, backing) and add the binding.  Thanks Janice!

"Just for Fun -- The Dragon Name Generator"

The Dragon Name Generator
Picture Credits:
Blue Fire Dragon -- hackjam.wikispaces.com
Fire Made Flesh by Jack Murray -- flickr.com
Black Dragon Eye -- awoiaf.westeros.org
Leggende.mesopotamic.he -- antrodellamagia.altoista.org


Just for fun ... discover your "Dragon Name" ...
http://dragon.namegeneratorfun.com/


My FEMALE dragon name is:  Hudran Dark-Shriek The Convulsor
She is a storm god who causes the very earth to quake with fear! She has scales as dark as twilight. She shrieks to signal its deadly approach. This one strikes terror into innocent hearts! 

My NEUTRAL dragon name is:  Huplith Light-Claw The Chaos Bringer
S/he spits deadly bolts of electricity! S/he has scales as light as the dawn. S/he is a shrewd dragon, specialising in the accumulation of gold and jewels. This one is sly and clever. 


Share Your Name & "Dragon Name" as a "Comment"

"Fabulous Finds" -- Red Dragon Figurines


A good friend and I were treasure hunting in an oddities store when we each
found a “Red Dragon.”  Read my flash fiction story “Gunnhilde’s Redoubt”
to see my connection to a “Red Dragon.”


The discovery felt lucky, so we both bought a dragon.  My friend named hers 
“Vita,” which means “Life.”  I haven’t named mine yet.  That can wait until she
is joined by two more sister dragons … bringing the total to the lucky number
three.  Hosting only one dragon felt like a lonely number … I bought two more
“paperweight”-sized dragons to keep the original dragon company.


I learned that the “feng shui dragon is a powerful and auspicious traditional 
feng shui cure… a pearl or crystal in the dragon’s claw symbolizes wealth,
power, and an abundance of opportunities.”  In addition, “the Dragon is 
regarded as one of the most fortunate and sacred figures in Chinese folklore.  
It reputedly has absolute power and symbolizes honor, power, and all that is 
right in the world.”


One of the other pieces "has the head of a dragon and the body of a turtle.  
Turtle is a creature that can live up to several thousand years.  It symbolizes 
longevity.  The dragon symbolizes career success and courage.  It is sitting 
on a base of ingot and gold coins to represent prosperity and wealth.  One 
little baby turtle on the back also represents good beginning ..."

Monday, August 24, 2015

"... Failing ..." -- J.K. Rowling

Picture Credits:
Orange Gerbera Daisy -- en.wikipedia.org
Beautiful Daisy -- flickr.com
Shasta Daisies -- wakefieldplantidhrt1.wikispaces.com
Orange Gerbera Daisy No. 2 -- flickr.com

"True Wisdom ..." -- E.S. Bouton

Picture Credit:  flickr
Quote Source:  "Positive Quotes for Women"

"Gutenberg Bible" -- August 24, 1456

Picture Credits:  Guttenberg Bible -- Genesis: commons.wikimedia.org
Press Printing Letters:  rennaissancebcs6.wikispaces.com
Quote Source:  "A Book of Days for the Literary Year"

August 24, 1456
Printing of the Gutenberg Bible is Completed in Mainz

"Siren's Song" -- Miriam E. Waters

by Miriam E. Waters


The solitude of a museum experienced during the late night appealed to a dreamer like Nate.  An art student by day, museum watchman by night, and artist during every waking moment of his lonely life, Nate had discovered his niche working in the museum.  Patrolling the spacious galleries allowed him ample time to study the work of accomplished painters and sculptors without the distraction of other patrons.


The silence in the museum thundered in Nate’s ears.  He broke the quiet of the cavernous reception area with the rasp of paper on paper as he studied the new exhibit’s chapbook, “James William Waterhouse – A Retrospective.”


The faint sounds of a stringed instrument reached Nate.  He cocked his head to listen.  The sweetest of melodies began to swell and beckoned intoxicatingly; impossible to resist.  Nate set the chapbook aside, grabbed his flashlight and went to investigate the source of the music.

The honeyed voice of a woman soon joined the instrument.  The music and singing were coming from the new exhibit.  Nate increased his pace, it was imperative for him to discover the fount of such beauty.  The thought that the sounds were foreign to the museum’s staid silence never occurred to him.


Nate entered the wing housing the Waterhouse Exhibit.  The singing and music faded into silence.  He wandered for a few moments examining the rich scenes portrayed in the artwork. He eventually found himself standing before a painting, “The Siren.”  The scene depicted a siren ensconced on a rock holding a lyre.  She was gazing out of the scene as if she were studying Nate.  


The siren strummed the strings on the lyre.  The heady music filled the exhibit hall once again.  Too many sleepless nights were taking their toll.  His mind was on fire.  “Beautiful one, how I wish I were with you,” Nate whispered in the empty hall.

There was no sign of Nate when the daytime guard arrived to begin his shift, odd. The guard walked the circuit of the exhibit halls.  When he reached the Waterhouse Exhibit he was drawn to “The Siren.”  He studied the image of a woman sitting on a rock and leaning forward to stare into the eyes of a man floundering in the water at her feet.  The man was a dead-ringer for Nate.  The guard shrugged his shoulders and turned to examine the next painting.


August 23, 2015.  All Rights Reserved.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

"God's Presence ..." -- Madame Chiang Kai-Shek

Picture Credits:
Fire & Ice Rose -- mayflower014.blogspot.com
Growing Roses from Stem Cuttings -- en.wikipedia.org
Rose Garden Duluth, MN -- flickr.com
Red Rose with Raindrops -- es.wikipedia.org


Quote Source:  "The Illustrated Discovery Journal" by Sarah Ban Breathnach


"Gunnhilde's Redoubt" -- Miriam E. Waters

Picture Credit: dragonike.wordpress.com
by Miriam E. Waters

Gunhilde shifted on her bed of straw.  She was accustomed to sleeping in the loft above the animals.  She slept when they slept, she rose when they rose. Dawn was peeking through the spaces between the boards above her head.  Soon the light would reach her face, the animals would begin to stir, and she would rise to attend to her tasks.  For the moment, however, she burrowed a little deeper into the warm nest and breathed a sigh of contentment.
Clang-gung.  Clang-gung.  Clang-gung. “Gunnhilde!  Gunnhilde!”  
The milkmaid came fully awake, her heart pounding in concert with the urgent staccato of the village bell.  She bolted from her bed, made her way to the plank ladder, and descended into the gloom filling the barn.
“She’s back, the Red Dragon’s back!  I saw her shadow pass over the house a few moments ago.  She’s snatched our cows and now she’s after my babies!  Take them and hide in the mill,” begged the mistress of the house.
Moving as quickly as the wee ones were able, Gunnhilde led the children into the safety of the stone windmill where the summer wheat was being ground.  She secreted them in a small manger below the stairway leading to the great arms of the mill.
“Hide under that straw with your sister.  Don’t move or leave this spot.  The dragon likes eating children.”
Gunnhilde barricaded the mill’s door.  Armed with only a pitchfork, she kept vigil at the door throughout the long day. She could hear shouting men and barking dogs. The bitter stench of burning crops found its way into the mill.  The Red Dragon’s roar was so close Gunnhilde’s heart nearly stopped beating!
She didn’t dare leave the babes.  They were cold, hungry and frightened.  If they left the windmill they might find themselves eye to eye with the dragon; best to stay hidden.
The shadows on the mill’s floor signaled evening.  There were no more sounds or hints of life from either animals or villagers.  The mill was choked with smoke from the burning fields.  It was time to investigate what lay beyond the mill’s door.  
Clutching the pitchfork to her breast, Gunnhilde once again abandoned a position of safety.  She cleared the barricade from the door and pushed it open a few inches.  This allowed her to peek into the dusk.  She saw nothing but heard odd noises.  “Chirrup, kok, kok, kok, hool; chirrup, kok, kok, hool.”   She tried to push the door closed, but before she was able she was bowled over by something hurtling itself into the mill.
A great weight pressed upon her chest.  A young dragon was standing on her, pinning her to the ground.  She heard anguished shouts from the children.  Gunnhilde’s last thought before her vision filled with snapping jaws was “no, no, no … not the babies.”
From the courtyard beyond the door, the Red Dragon gave a contented call:  “Chirrup, chirrup, chirrup.”  Her hatchlings answered the call, “kok, kok, kok, hool.”

August 18, 2015.  All Rights Reserved.

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Collections -- Vintage Double Strand Aurora Borealis Crystal Necklace



The newest piece of vintage bling added to my collection is a double strand (graduated) Aurora Borealis crystal necklace. 

True to its namesake, the necklace's stunning facets sparkle and dance with a rainbow of colors making it a delight.  

The shorter strand is 13" and the longer 14".  It features a four-rhinestone bar attachment on each top end and a J-hook closure.

The age of the piece is estimated to be mid-century (1950s to mid-1960s).

This piece was a joy to find and will be a joy to wear!

"Move Back the Boundaries ..." -- Annie Dillard

Picture Credit:  James Tissot "Portrait of an Elegant Young Woman"