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Wayzata, Minnesota

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Saturday Centus - Everything depended

Jenny Matlock


Hello again Saturday Centus bloggers....and other bloggers...are you craving to run wild in 100 words or less with the prompt of this week?  Then please hurry over here
http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com/2011/03/saturday-centus-everything-depended.html

Since I feel for Jenny and her horrible jaw pain...truly I do.....I won't make this too scary or horrible by any means......I sure hope Jenny gets better quickly....

               Was Holly locked in a sweet illusion of love?  They had shared whispered pledges of love to each another.  If Charlie asked, she’d follow him wherever his magic would take them.  Twice he left delicate flowers on the dashboard of her Volvo.  Their first kiss was awkward but those after were filled with love.  He was the answer to all her dreams.  Until yesterday, when a stranger interrupted their dinner date by placing a red envelope beside him and fled.  Was his past catching up?  Slowly he opened it.  Could it be that everything depended upon this single card?

Six Word Saturday 6WS - 5 March 2011











I could put this feeling into six other 6 word sentences if necessary!


I desperately wana Savannah spring!

.....and not for girl scout cookies either!

So if you too have desires, or care to explain how you are feeling in six words be sure to visit

Sepia Saturday 64: Saturday 5 March 2011


Tom Mix (standing on horse) and his troupe at the State Theater Courtesy The Minneapolis Public Library, Norton & Peel,  May 7, 1929. Tom Mix was the King of Cowboys-Hollywood's first western megastar.

Back then it was either entertainment or work if you rode a horse.  There was no in between!


I’m opening this week’s Sepia Saturday first with an attention-grabbing, horseback riding cowboy showmanship troupe presented live in Minneapolis at the Minnesota (now State) Theater May 7, 1929. This performance happened during the city’s heyday about 5 months before the stock market crash (Depression of 1929) officially on October 29, 1929, Black Tuesday. Next, it’s all about Sepia Saturday’s theme of the longhorn cattle and my answer...... “It’s all about the cows!”


If you want to join along with your own piece of history just go here


http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2011/03/sepia-saturday-64-saturday-5-march-2011.html

In drouth years thin cattle create a problem for Arizona cowmen.  Water, was gold in Arizona!
They weren’t all cowboys.  Those men with weather-beaten faces who saddled their horses before daybreak and rode nature’s most beautiful garden until well after sun down were also known as the cowman.  Proudly I admit my grandfather (my father’s father) was one for most of his life.  My grandfather Harold by birth and later called Jake by his fellow cowmen comrades, was indeed a college educated man.   He spoke excellent English but on the range they had their own unique language.  My grandfather left his successful job as a banker in Michigan by way of divorce and remarriage to his soon to be soul mate, (not my grandmother) and took up roots in Arizona.  I’m still thanking him today for choosing such a magnificent place on earth.  There was a brief spell of storekeeper madness for my grandfather but for whatever reasons he returned to full time cowman life style until the day he died. 

Dust, smoke, sweating men -- the round-up continues.....
It’s amazing how you can reach for a dusty book off your living room bookshelf and discover within one visit to google that you are holding in your hands an out-of-print fortune. This book was presented to my father on the day of my grandfather’s funeral from his Box O family.




It all began when my Grandfather took a position as cowman with one of the richest ranching families in Arizona. They valued his labor and friendship so immensely that he became of part their family. I’m submitting a few photos from that very book originally written in 1950 and a few quotes from the book as well.
My grandfather, Jake (on the left)  the cowman.  The photo reads, "Marked like his mammy"....as they're branding the cattle!


My grandpa pictured center stage......Captain read, "Old mesquite corrals still used in Arizona."


My heart and soul still yearns for those desert days we would spend with my grandfather. This book details the dramatic sense of humor and affection those cowman had for their herd and cowman life style, and it’s thoroughly charming, an intimate chronicle of their days, the tales of desert villains, heroes and wrapped with wit, irony and a sprinkle of oddities and names I’d never heard of.




Like cattle being called doggies, for those cattle that were difficult to keep in line on the trail and need extra attention they called it, “dogging the herd.”  Also refers to pretty much what is happening in Alan's theme photo this week.....move on little doggies move on! Yip- EE (did they really talk like that?!)


Captain reads, "Hike along, little dogie."


You’ve just stepped briefly into the world of the Arizona Cowman, as written by H. W. Reed, drawings by Richard H. Reed and my grandfather’s photo is featured on page 17 branding a cow, and 124. A few of the photos were care of my special hero and cowman, my grandfather who rests peacefully from the land he so loved.

Captain reads, "Contented steers make tender steaks for hungry Americans.
I still remember a time when I was a wee little girl following along with my grandpa when it came to feeding time at the corral. Loving animals I thought I could just run up and make friends.  I never saw my grandpa move so fast. 
With much respect and admiration my oldest son (only child who had the luck of visiting my grandpa on the ranch) having a stroll near the corral!


A glorious day on the ranch (photos taken by a cowman)....the perplexed man pictured is the artist responsible for the drawings in this book.

 last line from The Singing Cowboy, (cowman) ....

"This long lanky cowboy, with soul full of laughter, rode out to the world a-singin' his tune."

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Reflections with Jabberwocky

An afternoon of reflections, (by sight or thought) will lead to a case of Jabberwocky.   Surprisingly it arrives by way of a poem of  nonsense verse, by Lewis Carroll. 

"Who in the world am I?  Ah, that's the great puzzle!"


and then he quoted, "If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there!"

"Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast!"

If you ever have the chance/desire/craving to read something filled with whimsy and nonsense, pick up Lewis Carroll's book, Jabberwocky.  The illustrations are by Stephane Jorisch (his vision brings the poem into an entirely new light) like many of his other creatively enriching works of art.  The verses of this poem like, "All mimsy were the borogoves," or "Long time the manxome foe he sought"....are springy like a rainy day in March, with a touch of Potter chasing Alice through a shaded (but reflective) looking glass.  Sometimes you just need a bit of magical gibberish in your day!

All quotes by Lewis Carroll.

Whimsical Wednesday wk 16

Awaiting spring.....so play along with something light and whimsy and if you haven't tried this already go here http://dthaase.blogspot.com/2011/03/whimsical-wednesday-wk-16-extended.html It appears with spring so near we're given a 2 week stretch for Whimsical Wednesday and you can enter more than one .......  
Officially we're moving out winter...."Winter is Closed" and Spring's new hope is here.... so help bring in March with me!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Thematic Photographic # 135 - Letters -- Blue Glue

So many letters calling and only a couple more days left to do it.  So if you want to play along go here
http://writteninc.blogspot.com/2011/02/thematic-photographic-135-letters.html

This post is not to be confused with "bum glue" as Australian novelist Bryce Courtenay coined as meaning "Sit on your butt and create," and I won't mention the urban dictionary definition ever!  But, if it weren't for letters tossed expressively into words......you'd miss their necessity and importance of being a main ingredient within our complex lives..... don't forget to read the signs...... along your way.

Life's ring.......It's there for your taking
What is this thing named, "Blue Glue?" Blue being my favorite color, and that of the sky and water, and relates to the beloved "blues music"  and of course "blues clues"... and ranks above most other colors and we all understand how glue sticks!


Words make us ponder, laugh, recall memories, contemplate, understand, cry, angry, investigate, somber, scared, reach out, careful..... it's endless what words can do to us....we can only hope they never stop.




From within the magic seen inside "The Field Museum, Chicago"......Words, symbols...are forever the glue that ensures communication....without them we'd be lost.......and forced to scratch our way through the walls of life ......
Lock your heart around anything that makes you sing, and dance....and live......
Stop where you are right now. Look around at the letters put into words that are warning you, calling out, tempting, directing, announcing if not for them would one know which way to journey?

If you haven't heard the music in your heart.....try some good old fashion blues.......are you dancing yet?
In keeping with tradition, the House of Blues Chicago displays the "Crazy Quilt" and keeps a metal box of mud from the Delta Mississippi underneath its stage.


Often times we find ourselves searching for the words to lead us....



Words are the fabric, the blue glue (if I may coin a phrase) within our daily lives, sticking, forming shape....so hooray for those words that keep us clothed or driving the right way...or who knows what may happen!

Monday, February 28, 2011

A Welcome Demise

     "One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar!" - Helen Keller
      Welcome and so long February 28th so we can move closer to March and SPRING.  You can say what you want, but SPRING is knocking and I'm ready to answer!                       Not sure why I reached for my camera (maybe knowing/wishing/hoping) that the dear old groundhog  DID  promise an early SPRING.... but while letting Lady out for a middle of the night (potty ritual) the necessity for shooting the last pretty remains of winter.... I'm hoping will be the last of our winter bliss, please!  By tomorrow the temps should be above freezing!
Thanks Mom I needed that.....we can go back to bed now!
I really wanted to capture the brilliant sparkles (the roses of snow) but too tired to do anything but snap, snap....snap!

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Sepia Saturday 63 : 26 February 2011

I find this week’s Sepia Saturday 63 fascinating for various reasons. When anything relates to ships or water there are so many courses one can sail......If you desire more information for playing along too just go here

http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2011/02/sepia-saturday-63-saturday-26-february.html


This man sitting outside during a cold Minnesota winter is an example of a vendor making a profit from our curious nature for all things at sea.  He knows he'll sell many copies with a headline "30 ADRIFT IN SOUTH SEAS" image courtesy Minnesota Historical Society, photographer unknown, appeared in Minneapolis Tribune.
So my Sepia Saturday begins this week's theme about the great Four-masted barque, "Richelieu"
and my bond and attraction to water with stories from the sea or other waterways.   "Richelieu" refers to- a French prelate and statesman, principle minister to Louis XIII (1585-1642), was the name-ship of a class of French battleships in WWII, is an airport in Quebec, Canada, also a river, a color and so much more.

So many boats, so little time…here are just a few.  A most interesting note is the building of ships, their christening, names given and later renamed, the labels/flags/names they carry (for country too) the ports they visit, and often their momentous demise, or rebirth.

The changing or reissuing of past names can confuse things....you see the French had another more famous ship named "Richelieu" later which was a battleship....in her honor I present several other vessels much like that French navy battleship.......

Postcard from, Tanapag Harbor, Saipan November 11, 1944.  Vessels (left to right) USS Salmon, USS Saury, USS Besugo, USS Burrfish, USS Pipefish, USS Sea Cat, USS Fulton, (tender) USS Ronquil, USS Tambor, USS Perch II, USS Pampanito, USS Archfish, and USS Searaven. (I've seen the USS Pampanito a museum ship berthed at Pier 45 San Francisco's Fisherman's Wharf)


Now for a maritime disaster in Chicago, Illinois .... about a much documented ruin of the Eastland.  These images are from postcards from an antique store.
The S.S. Eastland- Clark Street Bridge- Chicago River
Just what happened?  The S.S. Eastland based out of Chicago was a passenger ship used for tours.  On July 24, 1915 she rolled over while tied to a dock on the Chicago River.  A total of 844 passengers and crew were killed in what was known as the largest loss of life disaster from a single shipwreck on the Great Lakes.  Following that disaster, the Eastland was salvaged and the United States Navy bought her and designated her as a gunboat (here we go again) renamed, USS Wilmette, and primarily used as a training vessel on the Great Lakes and was scrapped following World War II.

In her touring days they called her "Speed Queen" of the Great Lakes.  Sadly she was known to have too many flaws, too top heavy, her center of gravity too high, and she was over crowded once in 1903 causing her to list and water to flow up one of her gang planks.  So many incidents proceeded even a mutiny ensued on the 14th of August 1903 while on a cruise from Chicago to South Haven.

S.S. Eastland, after disaster on the Chicago River.  July 24, 1915.
...and this photo is of....
A postcard of :  The brave and the strong divers, and their untiring efforts aided greatly in the recovery of bodies from the hull of the ill-fated Eastland.

Flipping over to my father's scrapbook a look at a saying and a long time treasure.....

"Down East" a most asked question of the Maine tourist is what does "Down East" mean?  In early times it seems the state was generally reached from Boston and other points by sailing vessels and with a prevailing westerly wind travelers sailed downwind to Maine, creating the local term, "going down to Maine" or "Down East."
also from that scrapbook is a Christmas greeting card from my father to his mother (now mine)

Apparently my father was aboard the U.S.S. Macomb DMS - 23 and besides my father's note my grandmother typed this message on the inside with her name below it...

A Mother's Prayer
God bless the ship Macomb
Wherever she may be
May His angels chart her course
Through every kind of sea.

My grandmother loved writing and creating poems, and yes this is a common sediment most mothers have while their sons or daughters are serving their country.  But my grandmother had a scare besides.   This is the story I heard.   It's not always the best of times to be in an automobile accident, but my father suffered one during a weekend leave, and lucky for him he had a short time in the hospital instead of going out on his scheduled ship which had some incident and sunk.
I close this post with sort of a mystery on the water.

            Going back to a family album this grouping of photos remains a mystery to me yet.  (I won't post them all) All are untitled, no story quotes and pasted in the middle of photos from Marseilles and Versailles France.  So your guess or knowledge could solve this unidentified collection of ship disasters.  For the purpose of this post my best presumption would be the location Marseilles, France, in and around the military fort located there.  Please offer any information if possible.

Smoke drifted like lost barges across the morning sky.....
heavy bursts of smoke...drifted away.....clouds sailing calmly as though nothing had happened...

Two ships together they slip.......

like lost soldiers never to return home again...
Side by side they shared a lost journey....

Interesting ship to the left of this photo.......
Through the smoke churning up on the right side of photo you wonder if something wasn't brewing on shore as well?
Oh these barrel drifting by could bring answers to this mystery....

The black-clouded smoke swirls no more and soon she will be completely out of sight, but surely not out of mind. 
.....and so ends this brief flash through life on the water......and just a short few of the very many vessels that have roamed our world......just as ships will forever more pass by in the night...so live long those lives that live by the sea...

Saturday Centus - The ATM machine began

Jenny Matlock

     Good morning again everyone......welcome to this new adventurous week of Saturday Centus! ..and yes thank you Jenny for such an easy going, rich fulfilling, non-wicked, kind of silly.... prompt today!  If you have no idea what I'm talking about just go here

http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com/2011/02/saturday-centus-atm-machine-began.html
So in less than 100 words here's my take at the ATM machine.....

 
             Sure already late for work with a flat tire so hubby graciously gives me his enormous truck.  Of course the freeways blocked so cursing (not really) my way through slow city traffic I spill my coffee after a long wait at the coffee drive-thru.  My bank isn’t open yet so walk-up ATM it is.  Wonderful it’s snowing again, as I slip on ice getting out of truck.  What next I ask, taking off my glove when unexpectedly the ATM machine began dispensing twenties right before my eyes! 

Six Word Saturday - 6WS - 26 Feb 2011



Welcome, welcome....and good morning.....I'm on time today! Okay I actually thought this up yesterday...you caught me and if you want to see what all this 6WS aka as Six Word Saturday is all about go here
http://www.showmyface.com/2011/02/six-word-saturday_26.html


Ecstatically happy over some wonderful secret!

Without pleasure man would live like a fool and soon die. - Pierre de Beaumarchais
So then, I 'll be living fully and enjoying life.......and I'll be....a wishing and a hoping for SPRING too!

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Thematic Photographic 135 Letters

This hangs from a corner in my living room, "He liked to go from A to B without inventing letters between." -John Angus McPhee


We're back at Thematic Photographic and Carmi's clever choice this week with the theme is "letters" and take note he set the mark high this week for some really great fun....there are so many ways we can go.  If you want to learn more about this game check it out here http://writteninc.blogspot.com/2011/02/thematic-photographic-135-letters.html
I sent this postcard to my Grandma from my first far away field trip to Chicago! My very own little girl hand writing in the best cursive letters I could write!  Plus, I wrote this on the bus ride home!

So taking a quick trip around the house oh what else can I find with letters...

Livres is French for books....which hold a entire mass of letters .......
Of course Jack and Diane are there....
Then from inside a park in St. Paul sits a special bench .....
Then pictures from last year around late summer I went to Linden Hills, and stopped by The Rose Garden and Peace Garden and the Bird Sanctuary...these next photos are from the Peace Garden.... a lovely place to just be very still.....
and....off in one of the gardens......
Harmony is constant in the Peace Garden.....
and ....
and prayers are many on any given day......
and.....
Remember that life can be like a game of cards...and words made up of all kinds of letters can be like toothpaste....once you let it out ....you'd have a hard time trying to put it back!  Once you've said something, you can't just take it back. Somebody said something like that somewhere....