Through the oddly shortened door…
To the wardrobe, dark and hidden.
In the cupboard, with the ribbon.
In the cabinet, sneaky gibbon.
In the attic cubbyhole — patient silent secret elf.
Wait! The closet bottom shelf.
Under the stairs,
she with herself.
Special thanks to my trusty assistant Leah.
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I guess twelve years was long enough to keep the old TV.
Let us reminisce of birthdays past. When I was but a lass of 38 my man gave me this fantastic gift. Grill, baby, grill!
What exactly are they doing up there at CCRMA? Why does the Center for Computer Research in Music and Acoustics have a cage? Is it for bad bad grad students?
I’ve been looking for a cage ever since my bestie DD gave me this shirt. Finally!
I have Photoshop and I can do five things with it. Here they are. Note: I have no idea how I did thing #3.
Special thanks to my trusty assistant Velda – who steadied the cage and promised to call an ambulance if I knocked it over while trying to get back out.
Everybody loves a dryer, but this is the first washing machine. And a front-loader at that. Nice job Alessandra!
c. 2007 – I hope Alessandra is still squeezing in small spaces today.
I keep trying, but I just can’t top Jessie.
One day I will prevail.
I see you looking back at me.
Happy New Year! A little bit late.
Closed… That’s okay. I’ll be in and out in time for 2015.
The whole fam damnly enjoyed a rainy excursion to Totem Bight State Park just outside Ketchikan. There’s no need to rent a car – just take the Silver Line city bus for only $1.
With the growth of non-Native settlements in Southeast Alaska in the early 1900’s, and the decline of a barter economy, Natives moved to communities where work was available. The villages and totem poles they left behind were soon overgrown by forests and eroded by weather. In 1938 the U.S. Forest Services began a program aimed at salvaging and reconstructing these large cedar monuments. By using Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) funds to hire skilled carvers from among the older Natives, two things took place: young artisans learned the art of carving totem poles, and totems which had been left to rot in the woods were either repaired or duplicated.
I love the blue hat.
The Haida Watchmen wear tall hats and their figures are on the top of totem poles, that guard the house of the chief, from where they can keep watch over the village.
The Clan House
A community house or clanhouse of this size could have housed 30 to 50 people. Although it is doubtful a clanhouse existed on this site (originally a fish camp), this design is representative of the type in many Indian villages built in the early 19th century.
The carved house posts supporting the beams inside symbolize the exploits of Duk-toothl. He is a man of Raven phratry wearing a weasel skin hat who showed his strength by tearing a sea lion in two. The painting on the house front was designed by Charles Brown. It is a stylized Raven with each eye elaborated into a face. Designs on the house fronts were rare, and occurred only in cases of great wealth.