Tiny Tuesday!

I needed a bathtub-type rubber duck for a photo shoot, and Lynne found one for me a few days ago. Definitely NOT a tiny duck–it even dwarfs Ken! He wasn’t part of the original photo, but this is a chance to show I decreased the size of his collar and removed the old “supersize” buttons to replace them with some of the smaller buttons I ordered. They are yellow like the duck!

I also used an uncolored coloring page in the original photo, which I then colored for fun.

And for Muppet fun, this.

Mood: Monday

I previously published a photo of an art print on wood, date unknown, by artist Rebecca Puig, and titled Choose Peace.

Featured quotes on this art print include:

Make love not war
All we are saying is give peace a chance. – John Lennon
What can you do to promote world peace? Go home and love your family. – Mother Teresa
Teach Peace
If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other. – Mother Teresa
Happiness is the new rich. Inner peace is the new success. Health is the new wealth. Kindness is the new cool.
Peace begins with a smile.
Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.
Smile, breathe, & go slowly. – Thich Nhat Hanh
Shalom
Imagine all the people living life in peace. – Lennon
Breathe out peace.
If there is to be peace in the world, there must be peace in the nations. If there is to be peace in the nations, there must be peace in the cities. If there is to be peace in the cities, there must be peace between neighbors. If there is to be peace between neighbors, there must be peace in the home. If there is to be peace in the home, there must be peace in the heart. –Lao-tse
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.
Peace is our gift to each other.
People for peace
Peace is always beautiful. – Walt Whitman
Come Together
Each moment is a chance for us to make peace with the world. – Thich Nhat Hanh
Sky above earth, below peace within
The planet does not need more successful people. The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers, and lovers of all kinds. – Dalai Lama
Paz
May you be well. May you be happy. May you be peaceful. May you be loved.
Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
There is no path to peace. Peace is the path. – Gandhi

Button Sunday

Lynne arrived for a visit last Tuesday and stayed until today. I will miss her SO much. We had a lot of fun running errands and cooking and eating. One of our outings was to Jo-Ann’s for fabrics and things. While she did some hand sewing on a couple of quilts she’d brought with her, we talked and talked about the Neverending Saga, what’s left to tell of the stories, and whether I could get it all done in only two more novels, bringing the total number to eight. It remains to be seen, but we sure did laugh a lot–and maybe also teared up a time or two, because we do love these characters so much, and they go through some stuff before the series closes.

I’d mentioned a while back that I wanted to use a Vogue pattern to create about twenty shirts for my male Mattel dolls. (I shared a photo of the first one I sewed on September 23; the doll on the right in the photo below is wearing it.) I did another shirt while Lynne was here, and then between us, we cut out the patterns for eighteen more. She also gave me a ton of pointers and suggested some sewing products I could pick up to make my sewing a little easier.


I didn’t like the collar on that first shirt at all–too large. I tried making it smaller on the shirt on the left and thought it was much better. Lynne modified the pattern piece to make it easier for when we cut the fabric for the rest of the shirts. (I’m betting that first shirt will bother me so much that I’ll tear out the collar and replace it.) If you look closely, you may also see on the newer shirt the tiny blue buttons from the supply I ordered from an Etsy seller because I thought they’d be much better for doll clothes. They’re perfect!

Lynne also helped me go through all the Christmas bins that have been sitting in the office since May, when Lindsey and Tom purged and reorganized the Lean To (the storage space on our property). Since we don’t have a garage, in addition to storing stuff, it’s where all the yard equipment and supplies are, along with other random items helpful to homeowners. It also provides Tom workspace for fix-it projects. I’d wanted to reorganize and purge our Christmas decorations before we put the bins back in the Lean To.


As seen from outside, the Lean To is through those double doors and is about seven feet wide. I think I talked about the space but never showed the photo of it after they finished. Everything is so tidy and easy to find and manage, because Lindsey is an organizing wizard.


Looking in from the outside.


Some of the Christmas bins.


Writers’ stock of Timothy James Beck, Cochrane & Lambert, and Cochrane novels. Anyone need something to read?

Now all the Christmas stuff is back out there; Lynne took a few things she liked to add to her own holiday collection; I set aside some ornaments to donate to Goodwill; and my office space is back to normal.

Thank you Lynne and Minute for sharing a great mini-staycation with us! The Hall dogs have looked around for you both a few times today.

And now I sew. And write. A LOT of writing.

Spooky Eclipse

As I have since 2020, every day in October, I turn my Instagram over to Lord Cuttlebone, the skeleton who resides at Houndstooth Hall (beginning last year, he’s frequently joined by his nephew, Ambrose).

Today, I photographed them enjoying the solar eclipse. We didn’t get a lot of sky change; it was mostly just overcast, but we saw a lot of the wonderful trembling shadows created by leaves as the eclipse took place. It was also a lovely, cool day to be outdoors.


Love the effects on the fence and on Lord Cuttlebone’s jeans.

Were you able to see/experience any of the eclipse where you were?

the attack on reading

Now that I’m back, I’d wanted to post something yesterday about banned books. Last week was Banned Books Week. Though none of my published books have been banned to my knowledge, I’m sure at least some of them would go on a list of challenged books if any of the groups determined to police and suppress books were aware of them. That’s because all of them, whether written as Timothy James Beck or Cochrane/Lambert novels with my writing partners, or my own two contemporary romances, present a diverse set of characters, among them gay, lesbian, and transgendered folk, as well as characters of different races as part of the stories.

I follow an account on Instagram created by a musician who features banned and challenged children’s books. He might show some of their pages (if picture books), read brief excerpts, and describe what the books are about. Consistently, teachers respond to share how some of those books have been the ones their students most enjoyed because they learned new things or saw themselves or their situations represented. Other commenters ask why these interesting, funny, informative, or historically accurate stories are being challenged, and the answer is invariably the same: They feature characters who are different from what’s regarded as “mainstream,” whether because they are Black, Indigenous, reflect a non-white or first generation home or situation (for example, parents or grandparents are Asian or Hispanic), or whose lives are perceived as somehow “less than,” perhaps because of a one-parent home, or two of the parents are same sex (which means not only, for example, a gay couple, but even a dad and a stepdad, or mom and a step-mom). They may also feature stories set in periods of history or accurately including events that make people uncomfortable (e.g., school desegregation, World War II internment camps for Japanese Americans).

Groups of people who intend to limit what other people can read have placed themselves on school boards and in community groups, and are determined to get these books off the shelves of schools and public libraries. I agree with those who say, “You have every right to decide what YOUR CHILD can read, but absolutely NO RIGHT to decide that for the rest of us, whether as readers or parents and grandparents of readers. These groups’ methods are fear-mongering and perpetuating outright falsehoods on social media and in town hall meetings about children being forced to read age-inappropriate books. Of course, they don’t simply target children’s books, they also go after young adult books and books read by adults from college level and well beyond.

The books on my shelves and in my eBook shelves are full of titles I’ve read throughout my life deemed inappropriate and even dangerous. I’m grateful every day for the teachers who introduced me to books, librarians who found books for me, booksellers who recommended books, a kind minister who encouraged me to read by buying me children’s classics, and for my parents whose shelves were full of all kinds of books and who, rather than censoring my reading, turned my choices into opportunities for us to talk about books.

Historically… well…

Mood: Monday

Previously posted here was a photo of the lithograph Honeymoon, 1969, by John Lennon.

Today is the anniversary of John Lennon’s birth in 1940.

Last week sometime, I was looking at a photo of Lennon and Yoko Ono on Instagram, and clicked on the comments to see if they were as usual. Yes, they were, falling generally into these categories: his time with the Beatles, the Beatles breakup and who was to blame, discussion of his music pro and con, the tendency to put him on or knock him off a pedestal, and judgments of his private life and behavior to encompass both wives and both sons as well as his bandmates. This must always include about ninety percent negativity toward Yoko Ono.

Around sixty years later and the narrative hasn’t changed. Nor has mine: lives are complex, art is subjective, most of us never personally knew Lennon or any Beatle or any Beatle wives, girlfriends, and children, and even accounts of their lives from people who did/do know them are offered through each person’s perspective and the motive for which and spirit in which that perspective is offered.

So nothing new there, but what did strike me for perhaps the first time is how for the past few years we’ve watched a similar story unfold with many of the same features: high profile man from a prominent group/family has a relationship with high profile woman; she comes from a different place and looks different from him; she is vilified by many and defended by some; the two seek to carve out a new life somewhere else, giving up some things but still trying to be true to the beliefs and interests that guide and motivate them; all discussed by an even more amplified cacophony of voices thanks to social media and its immediacy. And I’ll say again: WE DON’T KNOW THESE PEOPLE PERSONALLY and our opinions about their “story” have very little to do with the reality of their lives and a lot more to do with our own biases, experiences, and wishes.

This frenzy of attention and amount of misinformation and disinformation and the force that drives it sometimes has tragic consequences and makes me wish that as a species and a culture, we would dial it back and focus our energy on better managing our own lives, families, and careers while they go on with theirs. You don’t like the image or product or point of view they’re serving? Don’t buy it. No reason to replace the dish you’re refusing with heaping sides of hatred toward them or the people who are interested and supportive of them.