Morning Walk

My initial intent was simply to go for a walk this morning.  But I grabbed our Sony Cyber-shot camera as I headed out the door.  Two miles, 45 minutes, and 118 pictures later I made it back home.  About half the photos were deleted after being downloaded – a great bonus of digital photography.

More than once I wished I’d had my Canon EOS Rebel XTi.  Nevertheless the zoom feature on Sony means I have pictures of geese, ducks and a cardinal!

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Watching You Watching Us.  Photo: TLCLark, 5/2/19.

The ducklings had been following the adults but decided a swim would be easier than hopping over the rocks.  I was surprised to see I’d captured an adult male jumping in.

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Not without Me!  Photo: TLClark, 5/2/19.

The cardinals are very vocal this time of year so they’re often heard even if not so often seen.

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Heard and Seen!  Photo: TLClark, 5/2/19.

All three pictures shown above were cropped from the original.  The next two pictures are unedited.

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Mushrooms.  Photo: TLClark, 5/2/19.

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Smells like Honeysuckle.  Photo: TLClark, 5/2/19.

One last picture, cropped slightly.

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Crab Apple Blossoms.  Photo: TLClark, 5/2/19.

What have you seen while on a walk lately?

Photo Challenge: Technology

Last week when Frank’s photo challenge was connections I thought about posting this picture of yesteryear:  an old rotary dial telephone.  It might be old technology but it still worked when I noticed it several years ago!IMG_1045

My mom has talked to her mom on the telephone at least once a week for as long as I can remember.  She used to give strict instructions whenever one of us kids went into the Post Office to get the mail:  leave the phone bill in the mailbox if Dad was in the car.  (We lived in a small town where everyone got their mail at the Post Office.)  Long-distance phone calls added up but she managed the money and always made ends meet!

As a college student I talked to my parents by telephone every Sunday morning.  I’d “one-ring” them from the dorm by calling home and letting it ring just once.  They’d call back immediately.  It was the cheapest way to have a phone conversation.  For years I thought it was Mom who wanted to talk; then one day I was with them when Dad asked Mom to call my sister so HE could talk.DSC01731 (3)The rotary dial was replaced by buttons but the phone was still plugged into a wall socket and still had a twisty, twirly phone cord!  As teens we’d stretch the phone cord as far as we possibly could to get around the corner from the kitchen for a more private conversation!

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My husband and I entered the cordless phone age when we moved into a house with very few phone jacks.  At least two houses later – and in an era where landlines are going away – we still use a set of cordless phones.  Every once in a while the question “where’s the phone?” comes up.

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I resisted cell phones until going away for two weeks of continuing education a dozen years ago.  My husband still uses an old flip phone – although we’ve been talking about getting him an upgrade!  Meanwhile I have a semi-smart cell phone which works just fine for phone calls and text messages; in a pinch I can use it to check my email.

My mom now talks to her mom via telephone every other day or so.  I usually talk to my parents a couple times a week.  When Dad wants to talk he’ll phone (or ask Mom to call) and suggest visiting via Skype.  Being able to see each other while talking means he can show off the latest creation from his wood shop or Mom’s sewing room.

Communications technology.  What will they think of next?

Photo Challenge: Connections

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CROP Hunger Walk,  Mississippi Waterfront, Muscatine, Iowa.  Photo: TLClark, 10/2/11.

Searching my memories I finally thought of an occasion when I might have taken a picture that shows the connections we share as human beings on planet earth.  Searching my digital files, I found pictures of several CROP Hunger Walks [1].  I chose this particular picture because it shows:

  • people of all ages from a variety of backgrounds making connections to raise funds to stop hunger locally and around the world;
  • the Mississippi River connecting communities from its source (Lake Itasca) to its mouth (Gulf of Mexico);
  • and trees with roots connecting to the earth and branches reaching out reminding us of our connection to all of nature.

[1]  “CROP Hunger Walks help to provide food and water, as well as resources that empower people to meet their own needs. From seeds and tools, to wells and water systems, to technical training and micro-enterprise loans, the key is people working together to identify their own development priorities, their strengths and their needs… .”       – http://www.crophungerwalk.org  (click here to learn more.)

Quilt Block: Mini Stars

When the instructions say to cut 96 squares 1 1/4″ x 1 1/4″, the best bet might be to walk away.  But I had already made 50 different quilt blocks for a mystery quilt block sew-along.  So, a deep breath, a little planning for fabric placement, and I began.

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Using 2″ squares of the background fabric (in this case a light color), I started making square-in-a-square units using the flippy corner method.

That’s my thumb to give you an idea of how little these blocks are.

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Pressed, trimmed, and arranged on a design board.

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More flippy corners sewn and ready to be pressed and trimmed.

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The square-in-a-square units are finished.

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The remaining points for each star are a standard flying goose unit.  Sorry, no picture.  (A flying goose quilt block looks like half a square-in-a-square plus a 1/4″ for seam allowance.)

The travel iron was very handy when it came to pressing all those seams.  The back is attractive in it’s own way.

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Here’s the block.  It was supposed to measure 6 1/2″ by 12 1/2″ at this point.  Mine is a little large but I was rather pleased to have actually completed it!

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The block pattern is “Star Power” by Lisa Bongean of Primitive Gatherings for Block Heads 2 (Moda Fabric’s 2018 Block-of-the-Week).

Can you find it in the completed quilt top?

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Next for this quilt: batting, backing, quilting and binding.  But probably not anytime soon!

Easter

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Second Sunday of Easter, Faith United Church of Christ, Muscatine, Iowa.  Photo: TLClark, 4/7/13.

Mark 16:1-8

When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so that they could go and anoint Jesus’ dead body. Very early on the first day of the week, just after sunrise, they came to the tomb. They were saying to each other, “Who’s going to roll the stone away from the entrance for us?”

When they looked up, they saw that the stone had been rolled away. (And it was a very large stone!)  Going into the tomb, they saw a young man in a white robe seated on the right side; and they were startled.

But he said to them, “Don’t be alarmed! You are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified.[aHe has been raised. He isn’t here. Look, here’s the place where they laid him. Go, tell his disciples, especially Peter, that he is going ahead of you into Galilee. You will see him there, just as he told you.”

Overcome with terror and dread, they fled from the tomb. They said nothing to anyone, because they were afraid.[b]

[a] Or the Crucified One         [b] In most critical editions of the Gk New Testament, the Gospel of Mark ends at 16:8.

Mark 16:1-8, Common English Bible (C) 2011

That’s a wrap.

In the most ancient editions of the Gospel of Mark (which was the first gospel written), it all ends here:  an empty tomb, terror and dread.  No sighting of Jesus.  No sign of the rest of the disciples.  No more words.

To end on a note of fear is neither uplifting nor hope-filled.

And yet it’s my favorite ending.  It leaves so much to the imagination.  It recognizes that whatever happened and whatever comes next cannot be fully explained.  It is a matter of faith.

Clearly the woman talked about what they saw and heard at the tomb.  Jesus must have met them and the other disciples – including Peter – in Galilee.  Otherwise there’s no story.  Jesus would have been forgotten like the now unknown traveling preachers, teachers, healers, magicians, and story-tellers of his time.

The tomb is empty.

Jesus is risen!

Now what?

No matter where you are on life’s journey of faith or non-faith, from whatever religious or cultural tradition of your past or your present, may you have peace in your life this day and every day,  Teressa