A fun day of altering vintage postcards!

2020-14

The enormous shell appeared on day. No one knew who put it there or even how it was put there. It was quite an inconvenience. Too heavy to move, it remained there.

2020-15

When John Oliver popped over the door, several passers-by fainted and one was heard to say- "oh, dear."

2020-16

They were startled out of their boat when the large painting appeared floating in the calm lake.

2020-17

It was never discovered who placed the large shell on the monument. It appeared one day. Children loved to listen to the sound of the sea.







The large shell appeared one day and there-after was used as a marker - "go past the house with the shell and turn left at the next corner."

2020-18

2020-19

A large painting was installed on the lawn as part of The Landscape Beautification Project. Visitors found it saccharine and unappealing. It remained for years.

In the neighborhood

I can't believe it's almost a week since I posted anything. What happened? It got very hot all of a sudden. Right now, at 22h39 (10:30 pm) it's 80F/28C and very very moist! The air is very moist!! It's left us feeling so lethargic we can barely move around, let alone take a walk in the neighborhood.

Here are a couple photos from earlier in the week when I was noticing the tops of some neighborhood buildings. They are really nice. One reminds me of Holland (well sort of) and the other two of some little village somewhere.

The azalea bushes in our back garden (all two of them) have bloomed nicely. I'd cut them back pretty drastically the year before last and that really helped them bloom better. Who knew I'd be such a capable gardener.

On Tuesday evening, I attended a lecture by a professor from the University of Texas at Dallas who is the expert on Impressionism. He did a lecture on Alfred Sisley whose work I really really like. I like his snowy scenes especially. The prof was terrific, very funny and real, he kept us engaged and it was all over too soon. He showed lots of slides. When I got home, I got out the book I'd bought when I went to see the Sisley show in Baltimore in 1993. It was a gorgeous and eye-opening show. Oh to paint landscapes like Sisley. No, really, I do wish I could do that.