Fiddlin’ February – 2018

Tell it Color, Day 10 — Earth

A couple of years ago we took a helicopter ride into the Grand Canyon.  Talk about Earth’s majesty.  My pictures don’t do it justice but it was very impressive. 

In the midst of the dirt and rocks a cactus grows.

We are at a picnic lunch in the Grand Canyon.  He is my rock.   Almost looks like we are sitting in front of a painting huh? 

These are the hills in Nevada on the way home from Reno.  I love the different colors.  
My quiet little bit of peace on earth. 
From our rental at Boulder Creek last year.  Such a nice place to sit and be one with nature.  

My journal entry for today:

What speaks of the earth to you?  Ever been to the Grand Canyon?  Got a favorite spot to read and commune with nature?  Share!

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Fiddlin’ February – 2018

Tell It Color – Days 8 and 9

Yesterday’s prompt was to talk about the colors inside me.  Right now there is a lot going on in my/our lives.  We are beginning another transition period with me trying to balance running my transcription business, working at Michaels, doing my crafty bit, spending time with the hubs and all the usual stuff that goes along with day to day life.  Also, we have our daughter graduating in May this year from college (YAY) and moving back home.

I recently picked up two new stamp pads from Michaels that I fell in love with and I decided to use them to try to convey what I’m feeling at the moment.  Along with some pictures I used from a magazine, this is what I came up with:

The color inside me, orange, pink, blue, green, heart,
I love how it came out.  Perfect, no way, but it is something that I think captures my inner emotions.  The butterflies signify change.  The flowers make me think of dandelions and my wish to follow my dreams.  The oranges and pinks are uplifting and exciting while the blues and greens are my inner reflections and hopefully calm amid chaos.
Day 9’s prompt is Yellow and I did answer that one the other day when I talked about my yellow room. 
I do have some more pictures of the color yellow though:
Good way to get the day going.

My collection of Nancy Drew books

The plate that used to hang on the wall of our kitchen when I was growing up.  Wrote a bit about that here


A cake I made for the kids’ birthday.  Since their birthdays are in the summer I had a combined party and called it also a “Back to School” treasure hunt.  

A daffodil – the flower of my birthday month

That’s a little more yellow for you.  What are the colors inside you now? 

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Fiddlin’ February – 2018

Tell It Color – Night

We all know my fetish with the moon and the pictures I take of the full moon each month.  Here are some other gems, including a short video of the Pacific Ocean waves crashing against the bank which combines yesterday’s water with today’s night.

Of course the moon

And the sunset

A golf ball used to play night golfing – yes, there is such a thing.

It was a cloudy night

The walkway to our house at Christmas

The Excalibur Hotel in Vegas
Fireworks in front of our house on the 4th of July

The lights from cellphones at a concert

The colorful reflection of our friend’s pool

More fireworks

I was lucky to catch the colors in this one

At the Adele concert

Through our bedroom window.

Ah that moon

The train from across the street

Rare moon and Venus sighting

Over the streets of San Francisco

The tree lights at ATT&T Park where the Giants play

The sunset

The lights on the Bay Bridge.  They are fun to watch because they change.

As seen from my car on the way home.
And the 20 seconds or so of the waves. 

I don’t know why I never knew this but I just learned what my Pisces constellation looks like:
Night is exciting.  Night is mysterious.  Night is sexy.  Night is wondrous.  Night is adventure.  
That’s night to me.  What’s night to you?

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Fiddlin’ February – 2018

It is not usual for me to have two posts in one day but I do want to keep up with the Tell It Color project so here goes:

Today’s prompt is Water.  I am a Pisces so water is my element, a phrase I said a lot when my husband and I were first dating.  Whenever we went to the beach, which was a lot more often then, I’d rush into the water and proclaim “I am a Pisces and water is my element.”  It felt so good to feel the waves lapping at my feet.  I hardly ever actually swam out into the ocean as I was too afraid of undertow but I did usually end up getting totally wet.

When we married, we were overlooking the deep blue of Lake Tahoe.  It was glorious.

I’ve said before that we live between the Pacific Ocean and the San Francisco Bay and last year we were treated to a boat ride by one of our friends:

The spray of the boat as we passed under the Golden Gate Bridge

And then under the Bay Bridge

Overlooking the Pacific Ocean from the Cliff House Restaurant in San Francisco


The Truckee River running through Reno, Nevada

I think the splashing of the waves is my favorite part.  I love watching it hit the rocks and the sound it makes.  I really get a sense of peace and it seems to fill me with and inspiration and delight.

And then there is the water a little closer to home:

Our front yard on a rainy day

The city workers flushing out the fire hydrant in front of our house.

Hail that came down so heavily that it looked like snow.
I REALLY have to get to the ocean again soon.  This fish needs to feel that water lapping at her toes.  
What’s your water story? 

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Fiddlin’ February – 2018

Just finished the book Act of Love by Paige Mitchell. 

It was a book I had had on my shelf for 42 years!!! For the life of me I do not remember reading it before.  I know that I belonged to a book of the month club when I was younger and this was probably one of the books I got then but forgot about?  No wonder my husband complained every time that we moved that I had too many books!  Now that I’ve read it, it’s going to be donated to make space for more books…happy honey?
The story is true and is really thought provoking.  George Zygmanik was involved in a motorcycle accident that left him paralyzed from the neck down.  He begged his brother, Lester, to kill him.  He didn’t want to live that way.  George had a wife and a son.  He reportedly told his wife not to interfere.  The book tells the background of this family and the brother’s close relationship.  Their father had recently died as well.  
Euthanasia, mercy killing, goes back to Ancient Greece and Rome but is not legal in most countries.  The attorney for Lester Zygmanik needed to try and find a way to make the jury believe that there was no other course of action for him to take.  I won’t give away the ending.
I am wondering if I would have the courage to do something like that.  My Catholic upbringing would definitely come into play here as well as the illegality of the act.  Hopefully I will never have to make that decision.  
Tastefully written and not too legalese, it was an easy book to read, even if the story was hard to hear. 

 My next book is going to be something a lot lighter:

As I was entering it on my Goodreads list I read some of the reviews.  Not very many stars were given but it seems like some people were looking for specific techniques on how to think like Sherlock.  In the book there are quotes from the Sherlock stories and quizzes to take.  After reading “Act of Love” I’m not looking for anything heavy, just a lighthearted bridge to the next book.   

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Fiddlin’ February – 2018

Tell It Color is Pink today.

Let’s see, what can I say about pink?  How do I feel about it? 

I thought it was cool to see Elvis in his pink Cadillac when we were in Las Vegas a few years ago.

I love it with black and white as in this mini-album I made for my Etsy shop
This was an interesting lighted structure in Reno.  It looked like an ice castle up close.

Love the different shades in this rose that was outside my daughter’s old house.

I also love it with the teal and lime green colors as in this mini-album I made for a friend’s birthday.  Need a special present?  I can make something for you!  

My favorite at the moment is with orange.
Apparently I love it in washi tape too!

I don’t think I’m crazy about pale pink though.  I prefer the bright and vibrant shades (see yesterday’s post about my wild side).

I’m okay with Pink, the singer, but she’s not on my top 10 performers to see.  So, what is your feeling about pink? Like it bright or pale?  Have you seen Pink perform?  Love to hear about it.

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Fiddlin’ February – 2018

Tell It Color:  Today Liz Lamoreux’s prompt is not so much an actual color challenge but more of a feelings one.  She wants us to connect with color as a new yet old and trusted companion in The And Space (that place where we hold the beauty AND the grit).  What memories have come up?  
Immediately I began to think of my bedroom when I was growing up.  I loved our old house.  My parents bought the house before it was actually completed and they were able to make some requests for the floor plan and construction of it.  We had an extremely long kitchen and dining room with a wall of bookshelves at the end of it.  The dressers in the bedrooms were the length of one wall and they were built in because my mom didn’t want to have to pull them out to vacuum behind them.  Pretty smart, right?  In my room (well, I shared it first with my older sister and then with my younger sister) the actual drawers were in the middle and there were desk areas at each end.  It was perfect.  We each had our own space, no fighting, sort of. 

When I was about 16 our parents were having the house painted and they let us pick our own color.  I’m not sure if I actually let my sister have any input about it or not, after all she was only 11.  What do 11 year old’s know?  I didn’t realize at the time that I was an introvert, I just knew I was shy and only had a few close friends.  I didn’t have a big social life or go to a lot of high school functions.  There must have been something wild inside of me though because when it came time to pick the color of the room I said I wanted bright yellow for the walls and black shag carpet!  Fortunately for me, even though the painter said we would not like the room like that, my parents let me have what I wanted.  This is what it turned out like:

You can see the built in dresser and through the window there is a work shed that my father built.

Black and white bedspreads on the twin beds and that yellow bookcase came with me to my first apartment many years later.

I think one of my favorite parts of the room was this chandelier lamp that looked like flowers.  

I loved this room.  I felt so good every time I was in it.  Free to be me? 

Wish I still had that cowboy hat

Laying across the bed singing my heart out to some song on the radio.

Also some pretty heart wrenching times in that room as I cried over not having a boyfriend or not getting asked to the prom.  That’s The And Space.

Nowadays, I know that I am definitely an introvert.  I don’t like crowds and would much prefer a small gathering to a huge party.  I rarely “let myself go” like that.  The only exception is our concerts.  It must be the music that moves me. 

I know there must be some of that “wild” still there somewhere though because I find myself drawn to things like this:

Safeway flower bunches
iTunes artwork

Crayon picture my daughter did


Flowers from our high school reunion

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I have to thank my parents for not listening to the painter and for letting me express myself in this way.  I think that’s so important and tried to be tolerant of my kid’s ways of self-expression.  I’m also glad that I have these pictures to help me remember!

Man, this color thing is bringing back some memories…guess that’s the point, right?  How about you?  Do certain colors trigger memories for you?  Remember your bedroom growing up?   

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