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This time the top part tapers so it goes higher over the shoulder.

Maj. Gen. Michael Wehr, (center) Deputy Chief of Engineers/Deputy Commanding General, talks with Soldiers from the 27th Eng. Bn., 161st Eng. Sp. Co., about their progress on the road repair from damage caused by Hurricane Florence at Military Ocean Terminal Sunny Point, N.C. Oct. 5, 2018. -U.S. Army photo by Russell Wicke

 

To all those who cheered when I announced my intention to stop smoking, all those who keep encouraging me, all those who repeatedly ask how I'm doing :

smoking and cigarettes are rapidly floating out of my world, just like this ash-tray! Thanks for your support!! // Voor allen die me toejuichten toen ik m'n voornemen bekendmaakte om met roken te stoppen, allen die me blijven aanmoedigen, allen die steeds weer vragen hoe het nu gaat : roken en cigaretten verdwijnen, net als deze asbak, razendsnel uit mijn bewustzijn! Bedankt voor jullie steun !!

Half the cutting out done.

Sewing machine quilting with Mako Aurifil

helios 44-k-4 test, minimum focal distance

Historic Miller County Courthouse in Texarkana, Arkansas. The Art Deco style courthouse was completed in 1939 as a New Deal Works Progress Administration (WPA) project. The building was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1998 (NRHP No. 98000578).

And here's the pieced block as it stands tonight. Blogged here www.textilesintime.blogspot.com

My baby girl is 9 weeks old and I almost have my body back. Just 6lbs to go. I wish the linea negra would disappear as fast as those 31lbs did!

Resistance is futile!

Build complete / Primed

De l'art des rues.

Almost done with this one.

Oil on canvas, 24 x 36 inches. Still working on this one...

When I was a child, and I used to be babysat by my Grandparents, in the room I slept in, there was a teatowel hanging over the mirror in the beside cabinet.

 

Back in the 70s, a teatowel was seen as an acceptable gift to bring people back as a present.

 

These were simpler times, clearly.

 

Anyway, the teatowel was of nine of the narrow gauge railways in Wales. "The great little trains of Wales", it was called. I studied every detail of that towel, and for many year was all I know of the former slate and coal railways now converted to tourist routes. In time, I got to learn more, and have even rode on a few of them.

 

The best known and longest is the Ffestiniog. It used to transport slate from the mines at Blaenau Ffestiniog down the valley to the harbour at Porthmadoc. Slate isn't used mush for roofing, so demand slumped, and the railway became a tourist attraction. It is now linked with the once closed Welsh Highland Railway via short section of street running in Porthmadoc.

 

We had little idea what to do with the day, so I suggested a drive to Aberdovy, then a drive up the coast to Porthmadoc where I hoped we could get a seat on a train.

 

After breakfast we loaded the car up, and without programming the sat nav, set off for the coast.

 

A gentle drive along the long valley, sometimes climbing over moors and fells, dropping down again to the wide estuary of the Dovy. Instead of following the main road to the university town of Aberystwyth, we took the coast road up Cardigan Bay. It would be slow going, but pleasant enough.

 

Which it was.

 

Sometimes the road ran beside the beach, or just above the sea as it followed the rocky shoreline, all the while heading north.

 

We stopped a couple of times to take shots. Once over looking Barmouth, where the wooden trestle bridge carries the railway across another wide estuary, the road would take a 20 mile detour via Betws-y-Coed​, which seems to survive on the selling of outdoor clothing and large hotels and restaurants which cater for the coach holidaymakers.

 

he road crawled through there, then up the valley to the north.

 

Then west back to the coast at to Porthmadoc, which the main road enters along a stone wall, which also carries the railway, called The Cob. No trains passed us as we trundled into town.

 

We turned into the station car park, there were two spaces.

 

Good.

 

Do you have a reservation?

 

I was hoping we might buy a ticket?

 

OK, park here, I think there are spaces on the last train.

 

I go in to the station and indeed there are spaces, so I book Jools and I on the 15:55 train, giving us 90 minutes to soak in the atmosphere, have tea and some cake, then I could go and take lots and lots of photos.

 

Which I do.

 

Tea and a sticky bun is one of the pleasures that has survived into the 21st century.

 

I heard the train would be coming back into the station at one, so I made sure I was at the end of the station to record its progress along the top of The Cob and into the station.

custom order for a baby shower almost done!

Work in progress

 

La Biennale di Yocchan2016 Collage/Cubism  

C.A.P. KOBE STUDIO Y3 

2016.11.12-27

stitched another square... only 4 to go!

 

pattern by the Frosted Pumpkin Stitchery

My little sketchbook is about those monsters we all face and how we react to them. I know I'm not the only one who benefits from fur therapy! The grey cat is in honor of a few flickr buddies! Still have a goal of completing the book this weekend.

Trabajando mis bolitas.... tralaralarita...

The introduction to the book which shows a picture of prehistoric life contrasted with modern life and it's great radio masts with an early man who has a "brutish" appearance shows the early optimism and belief in progress which was current after the Great War to End All Wars and before the coming of the depression.

Work in progress

 

La Biennale di Yocchan2016 Collage/Cubism  

C.A.P. KOBE STUDIO Y3 

2016.11.12-27

 

www.cap-kobe.com

Making progress on the snowdrift across my driveway, photographed in my yard in Chadron, Nebraska on December 26, 2016.

Without the bodice to show the shape of the back.

When I got out my camera to shoot Maisie by the window, Sergei jumped up beside her. (He loves the camera, though he's so wiggly that I rarely get a good shot of him). Remarkably, she didn't move, or hiss, or make that funny low pitched "I'm not happy about this" yowl. So here they are, right next to each other, and she looks completely relaxed. Progress.

 

She and Sasha are going to take longer to work things out.

Progress Quarry Lake shines blue in the foreground on a sunny day. A ridge of trees lines one edge of the quarry, and rows of apartment buildings are visible behind that.

I rooted this probably 3 months ago or more. It is really doing well!

So here's work in progress, Started getting some filling in done the other day,

Work being done by a wicked guy Steve Winter, currently working at Penetration on Sydney St in Good ol Brighton.

 

Check his work here,

www.myspace.com/steve_winter

 

Go get some ink slung!

Keep it fresh

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