Worn

In the evenings Rag Doll would sit out on her rickety wornout porch and play her wornout fiddle to the jubilation of her critter friends.

Unfold

Every night at bedtime when my sisters and I were young my dad used to confabulate these amazingly convoluted and fantastical ongoing adventure sagas, most often involving an intrepid little girl thwarting the nefarious schemes of some mean monster or bad witch. Night after night we'd listen enraptured as the labyrinthine plots unfolded. Thanks Dad!

Crave

Hubert desperately craved peace and quiet away from the incessant hustle and bustle.

Flowers

Flowers are pretty.

Adapt

Kids are endlessly adaptable.

Theater

It's showtime people!

Fleeting

A fleeting glimpse of a rare creature

Poise

Poise and charm are essential elements of proper deportment.

Subtraction

Intricate

Breeze

"The wind blows where it wishes,and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit."

Celebration - Valentines

Happy Valentines

Celebration

Welcome Veda! Congratulations Penelope and Colin!

Time

Time -you thief!- storming forward at your inexorable pace devouring your minions

Climbing

Clamboring up the old playstructure.

Pale

With their bright winterwear the children stood out against the pale snow.

Dream

"I have a dream that ...little children will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character."

Contained

There's no end the fun possibilities contained in a single cardboard box or in a new year for that matter. Happy New Year everyone.

Similar

All the houses on Picklelily Court were of similar design.

Balloon

Rag Doll was confident her patches would hold, overconfident perhaps.

Tagged

The incomparably talented Alina Chau tagged me.I want to play and so 7 things:

1.I love the Hudson River and often dream about it.

2.When I was 7 my sisters(5 & 4)and I were summoned to the police station because a neighbor(Sammy Say) had accused us of stealing cherries from his cherry tree. The policewoman showed us a jail cell "Yes, that's where they put the bad women" and I remember its walls were completely covered in graffiti. Later my sisters and I would take turns telling "Sammy Say" jokes before we'd go to sleep at night usually involving bathroom humour of one sort or another.

3.I attended school at West Point Military Academy - 7th and 8th grade that is. We were not allowed to wear makeup. Once General Westmoreland's daughter wore white lipstick to school. Big Scandal!

4.I flunked out of High School because I kept going to the park next to our school. It was a magnificent place with a giant chessboard and miniature Russian Orthodox chapel. Later I was accepted at university. Clerical error perhaps?

5.I like those wax lips they sell around Halloween.

6.My dad is from North Dakota and my mom is from the Bronx.

7.I like to swim in the Delaware.

And so I tag Donna
Twisselman
Rima
Scott
Neda

Opinion

Rag Doll didn't cotton to the hifalutin trappins' of big city life. She had herself a mind to skedaddle back to her shanty in Possum Holler away from all the commotion.

Who says hours spent watching a certain TV show amounts to naught.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Pretend

Aha,Monster Thwarting!
Play is every child's right.

Vacant

Rag Doll played her fiddle even without an audience.

Repair

Rag Doll's ramshackle old shanty required constant repairs.

Late

"And let us not talk falsely now for the hour is getting late."

Strings

I just realized I've been doing this blog for 3 years. I have such fun making these pictures and am a total Illustration Fridayaholic. I'm grateful for and incredulous of people's kind encouragements.

Sugary

"Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree? 'Tis a marvel of great renown! It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop Sea;in the garden of Shut-Eye Town"

Eugene Field

Squirrel Again

I played around with this squirrel.

I Love Your Blog

The greatly talented Vanessa
of Oolala Design Studio kindly bequethed upon me this great award.
The rules for this award are:
1-Display the logo on your blog
2-Link back to the person you received the award from
3-Nominate 7 other blogs
4-Put links of those blogs on yours
5-Leave a message on their blogs so they know they've been nominated.
No obligation of course.
Here are the people that I have nominated for this wonderful award.
Mion,
Goobeetsa
Anonyrrie
Go Pickle Dog Go
So Much Shouting, So Much Laughing
Majeak Ann
Papiers Colles

Packed

Squirrels - you gotta love them and all their nimble antics. Although some would refer to these acrobatic critters as "tree rats" on account of their bird feeder thievery.

Island

Big Kid Island - full of monsters,booby traps,secret passageways and other fun stuff, but beware NO LITTLE KIDS ALLOWED

Sail

"let the fields be jubilant"

Clutter

Dollhouses can get cluttered up especially with those little plastic shoes.

Memories

This summer I was blissfully reunited with my beautiful gorgeous(inside and out) friend Patti(now Trish)who I hadn't seen in 37 years. She and her husband live outside of Seattle with a 21 year old feline named Tut plus seven feral cats. And a raccoon who kept sticking its head through the cat door.

It's truly mind boggling how it was possible to pick up just where we left off. The last time we were together Trish and I were on a frenetic cross country excursion. At 17 and 18 neither of us knew how to drive since we had met in Germany where it was a complex task to obtain a license. We had arranged a ride from Seattle to Denver with this group of people who included an ex Roman Catholic priest,someone who was recently released from a mental hospital and a person who was a dwarf. At one point in Idaho perhaps the guy who had just gotten out of the mental hospital veered off the road and kept driving to the very edge of a cliff. I started laughing and then so did every one else. Now I was thinking did this really happen? And Trish confirmed it did.

Foggy

As Myrtle heard muffled footsteps emerging from the dense fog she vaguely recollected some rumour about an alleged murderer on the loose.

Fierce

Edna - my,she was fierce!

Forgotten

Hot diggety! Go to the fair and all your troubles will be forgotten.

Marianne

My friend Marianne gave me these cards from the 60's I presume. Thanks Marianne.

Baby

Worry

Wide

A wide expanse

Electricity

As I was growing up in the 50's in a large family my parents unabashedly referred to the TV set as the "electronic babysitter" and made liberal use of it. Our TV set was made of blonde wood and had skinny spindly legs. I loved it dearly. Many happy hours were spent in its enticing glow.
The first thing I ever remember seeing on it
was Gerald McBoing Boing At 3 years of age I recall how intensely sad it was when Gerald was alone in the swirling snow.

kay aker

I've changed my display name from scribblesk to kay aker. Kay Aker is the name I grew up with but i didn't realize it spelled kayaker until a few years ago "doh"

Seed

Save

Homage

A homage to Edward Hicks

Happy Easter

He is risen!

Heavy

This should have some heft.

Garden