May 20, 2018:

Hola!

Yesterday Prince Harry married American Meghan Markle and I couldn't get enough of the royal wedding. What a gorgeous dress, the bride was radiantly beautiful and the church at Windsor - oh my goodness, the flowers alone were soooo beautiful. There's nothing like a good love story to make one appreciate how precious we can be (and should be) to each other.

I'm glad the weather was perfect yesterday for the new Duke and Duchess of Sussex's wedding. I can't say the same for around here. Spring keeps teasing and then going away. This morning I woke up to a "balmy" 47 degrees F outside, rain, damp, and I turned the heat back on! It's May 20th, the heat. should. not. be. on. Period.

Last Thursday, however, was beautiful. I was able to get a goodly amount of yard and garden clean-up done over several days last week. I also took some photos of my flowering tree anchoring the north corner of my house and made the current collage. I think it's an ornamental cherry, and on the the other end of the house, I think that's called a purple sand cherry? I'll have to check that. The blossoms on the tree do not have a distinct fragrance, but the purple shrub that wants to be a tree (despite my hacking it back, back and back yearly - I'm losing, by the way) has myriad blossoms with a distinct fragrance. I can't decide if the scent is too beautiful to bear or too awful to smell, it certainly can be overpowering!

This coming week will be the third cut of the grass this season. We had rain late Friday night and then for several hours earlier this morning. This rain, on top of the rain we had over four days the prior weekend, and the grass is growing like nobody's business! I don't mind doing the grass, though, as long as it's not too hot, too cold, not raining, and not too windy. I'm not picky at all, am I...

I still have a lot of raking out of areas that suffered from snow mold over the winter, and have not yet really tackled cleaning out the north flower bed in the backyard. That will be a chore!

But Memorial Day weekend is coming. This coming Saturday I will be out with a friend (who has a nice large van - goody!) stocking up on potting soil, top soil to fill in never-ending low spots in the yard, grass seed, and lots of plants! For some reason, this spring seems busier than those in prior years. I can't figure out why that is...

Jan

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Spray Painting Owls!

Whilst snapping photographs about the house this morning and corresponding with my new-found sister-of-the-heart, Debbie-Dabble, I ventured into the garage to throw some stuff into the recycling cart and lo and behold, it was absolute WARM! So about an hour ago I laid down some layers of newspaper and pulled out those brown owls (from some posts ago). The only spray paint I have on hand is some ancient gloss white and some recently-purchased hammered "oiled bronze". I didn't want to paint the owls hammered bronze so the white spray paint won by default. 



Owl votive holders, photo taken in February, 2012. They were a gift from one of my sisters in 2001 or 2002. There are openings in the back where a votive or a candle can be inserted. I have used them on the deck at night during the summer.

I guess they aren't all that ugly for outside but I would prefer them to be in a much lighter color for use as decorative objects inside. I really like the shape and style of the smaller owl, and would like to put her into my bedroom as a votive holder.

Owls are "in" right now - right on trend, so to speak.  Well, whatever.  I've long appreciated owls not because they are "cool" but because of what they actually represent.  Owls are associated with the ancient Greek Goddess Athena, but they have appeared in cave drawings done by early humans as early as 20,000 or so years ago!

From the earliest times those old cave drawings of owls have been associated with the Mother Goddess who knows no particular nationality, creed or race.  She is not only the Goddess of bounty and plenty, and birth, but also a Goddess of death. Owls are carrion birds - that is - they eat dead things, including the flesh of dead people back in the old old days. As much as that may gross us out today, that was a natural way to dispose of the dead back then. Many cultures gave up their dead people to "exposure" in this way, including North American Indians eons later.

Actually, this ancient practice makes much biological and ecological sense.  Today, in the average American burial, we pump a deceased body full of chemicals, and "lay them to rest" inside a ridiculously expensive padded metal tube ("coffin") inside a concrete in-ground vault where the corpus is then left to moulder away.  Why not go back to the Earth as we were intended to, in the way the Bible speaks of:  Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust?  It's quick and painless.  What the hell would we care anyway, we're dead!  At that point we feel nothing, know nothing.  Why should I become the equivalent of a mummy to satisfy the guilty feelings of my family?  Yechy!

Well, I gave myself an excellent work-out shaking that old can of gloss white spray paint here, there, and everywhere, darlings, including just about where the sun don't shine, and gave that can (and my bod) a good, hard steady shaky-shaky-shaky for 10 minutes or so; and then constantly shake-shake-shake once I actually started spraying the objects! Poor owls are down on the cold concrete (that is covered in newspapers) and I'm way the hell up in the air. I figured I should have elevated them in some way (need to check out what is the best way to do that...) but was too lazy to do that beforehand and now, ach -- since the painting has already begun!  So, after some light layers they're drying out right now. Will see what they look like. I don't want to glomb the paint on and have bumps and drippy runs, eek! May have some of the underlying brown showing through, which may actually work out okay.


About those owls, these owls are meant to act as votive candle holders, so I haven't tried to spray paint their insides through the nooks and crannies except incidentally depending upon how much paint "leaks" into the innards through the various openings as I spray away. So, all in all, I expect to end up with a very interesting pair of owls. We'll see...

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