Showing posts with label AroundTown. Show all posts
Showing posts with label AroundTown. Show all posts

little mysteries


One day, you might drive past a busted bag of flour on a busy street downtown.

You're just gonna have to press on knowing the backstory will never belong to you.







It is almost enough to have seen it with your own eyes.






Almost.







Tell yourself you can build a new story upon its head...someday.


 And get on with your life.

Peacock Page

 
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RyeBird: Being A Birdy

Listening to the birds around us:

Deciding that this shirt doubles as suitable feathers:

Flappy Girl:

Happy Flappy:


 All downhill from here:

Lunch & a TuTu

Some days we walk across the street for lunch...



Blue Sky Day: 

...still wearing our tutu: 

"SMPHELLING" flowers (scrunch your nose when you read that) 



Finally convinced the tutu can skip lunch: 

Lunch in the sand (and maybe a little sand in the lunch, if you get the seat next to PrincessTot)

Happy campers headed home.


Lunch & Toys

Sometimes, we pit pat clatter across the street to eat: 




Riley passes the time as we wait on the french fries, that she probably won't eat, to arrive:

Princesses on "magic carpets" (by RYE)

Bench Tribute

As we exited a recent lunch @ Sandy Bottoms,  I noticed something new on the nearby bench:

 And then I re-checked the inscription, for I have read them all but forget which ones are where.


It is fun to imagine all of the reasons someone may bring a mallet to the beach and then abandon it on a bench. 
It is less interesting to note that a mallet would make an ideal tool for securing umbrella anchors and is probably easily explained. 
In all cases, that the mallet was left on the bench of Mr. Thomas H. Little: Warrior & Dreamer was a happy discovery. 

THOmas / THOr... warriors with hammers...coincidence? 
I think not.

Flashback Thursday


Flashback Thursday today- because I feel like breaking the unspoken alliteration rule: 
Before we knew we'd someday call this place home...
Before there was Riley...
Back when Pompeo's was still opened...

I miss you Spaghetti Carbonara.

Busy Bag

Some of our favorite small friends watched the baseball games too.
We managed to stay entertained during tournament season with the help of a busy bag filled with snacks (especially apples, bananas, & any version of cheese flavored "crunchy"), small toys, books & art supplies filled the bag and the passing hours. 



 *** Pirates Field***

Rye likes things organized

*** Fighting Christians Field ***
(Fighting Christians?!)
Riley Wren
Sunny Rye!
Tippy Toe Smiles
Having a 'picnic' under the shade tree

SEED BOMBS

There are various ways to make seed bombs. We chose the method that used materials we already had on hand. It was one of the cleaner options as well. 

Start by choosing seeds that grow well in your area. A quick glance at 'native' plants may be helpful. 

Put scrunch tissue in a large bowl - this scrunchy filler can often be found in the gift wrap section of your local Dollar Tree (and possibly lingering in the bottom of any recently received gift bags) If you have a paper shredder, you could recycle the collected shreds or make your own shreds using colored paper.   

(gotta make time for BigSib Photo breaks)

Toddler helper optional but highly encouraged. 
Pour water into the scrunchy paper. You may wish to add layers of color separately to prevent dyes from blending. 


Mush the paper together until it will hold shape, then drain excess water: 


Mix in seeds: 

Roll paper to form jawbreaker sized bombs (or larger if desired) Paper can also be pressed into cookie cutters to form other shapes. 

This part is not unlike the process for home made paper. Once a shape is formed, squeeze any remaining water and place on a cookie sheet to dry. This may take a day or longer. 

As you might be able to see, by the time we returned to this project, the 'bombs' had already begun sprouting. 

All that remained was to toss them into abandoned lots or areas that needed a touch of life. To me, it was the trickiest step. For all the positives associated with planting flowers and sprucing up unsightly plots, tossing the bombs from my car window into scrubby areas,  without the benefit of explaining, "We are not littering!" felt deviant. 

Leimbergs @ the Library

We stopped by the library for the first time in a long while the other day. While inside, rediscovering the joys of the library's "All You Can Read...and for FREE" buffet it began to rain... so we just took our time. 

Books were read, magazines too. 
Blocks were stacked. Puppets emerged. 
Hours passed. 


G.K. is one of my all time favorites... in the whole wide world. This is a children's title, but it is also a metaphor... check it out ;) 
When we were at the Circulation Desk signing up for Summer Reading, a couple asked us if they could take our photo for some library promo materials. Though I usually put up a fuss about being in photos, I was put on the spot and agreed so as to be, well... agreeable. 

So, we did what we could to help the library... these shots, we were informed, would go to make PSA Style posters to promote the library and her various reading programs (Great, I didn't even consult a mirror and they're going to make these photos poster size! Just Wonderful!) 

We were told they are often featured in the local newspaper too. (Double Great!) 

After our session, the couple rounded the library, holding more spontaneous photo shoots. As they snapped the photo of a family nearby, I over heard a librarian talking about what a wonderful and sorta famous photographer we had in our presence. 

When we crossed paths again, the photographer-who had won Riley's approval by talking about block stacking, passed us a business card and an invitation to drop an  email for a copy of the photos taken of our crew:
Steve & JoAnn Leimberg
@ Unseen Images
I checked out the website the following day and found beautiful pictures that tell stories. I sent an email to Mr. Steve and we exchanged pleasant conversation. He also shared with me the copies below. 

I love the library and all the kinds of folks that we meet there :)

(Thanks again, Leimbergs)

Signing up for Summer Reading

Notice Chandler's shout out to Carolina? 

Summer Readers

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