This one was a little easier although, similar to the topic ‘two subjects’, I wanted to show more than just two or three of something. I hoped with this picture to portray not only the physical closeness but the spiritual bond, if that’s what you would call it, between the guide dog and its owner. I took this picture a few years ago when we were in downtown Chicago. We were in quite a crowd but I couldn’t help noticing how calm this caring canine was and how much the lady relied on its faithful yet gentle presence.
I would like to thank Grandmalin at
, J.C.V. at
and also Jane at
for nominating me for the Kreativ Blogger Award. I’ve never felt that I really deserved such an accolade as I’m fairly new to blogging, but I’m gaining confidence the more I write.
Here are the rules for those nominated:
- Copy the Kreativ Blogger Award logo and place it in your post.
- Thank the person who nominated you and link back to their blog.
- List 7 things about you that people might find interesting.
- Nominate 7 other bloggers for their own Kreativ Blogger Award.
- Leave a comment on the blogs you nominate to let them know about the award.
Seven things about me that may or may not be of interest.
1. My favorite color is purple.
2. My favorite music is classical.
3. I hate cooking!
4. I love chocolate!
5. Three of my favorite authors are Alan Coren, Charles Dickens and P. G. Wodehouse.
6. I was born in London, England. I’ve lived in the USA for nearly forty years but I still think of England as my home.
7. I like listening to old radio comedy shows on BBC Radio 4 Extra.
Here are my nominations for the Kreativ Blogger award;
A Rich, Full Life In Spite of It.
Portraits of Wild Flowers.
It was a tough choice as there are so many excellent blogs out there and I’ve learned a lot from reading them and seeing all the beautiful pictures that everyone is posting. I hope I got all the links right as I’m still figuring out how to do a lot of this stuff. Thanks again!
And, later on in life, if you’re lucky enough to have grandchildren, you get to do all those things again; a perfect reason for dragging out the old doll house, train set or model cars without giving people the impression that you’re really losing it.
We kept many of our children’s toys so when our grandchildren visit there are plenty of things to keep them amused but the favorite seems to be, not the dolls and cars, but games like ‘hide and seek’ and ‘doctors.’ My husband was recently enlisted as patient, and my daughter and I laughed as, from the other room, we could hear genuine cries of agony as the kids ministered to him. We finally decided he’d suffered enough when littlest grandson came in and told us Grandpa was going to have his head cut off!
One of my favorite games when I was a child was playing ‘shop.’ I had a little store with miniature counter and cash register. My mother would empty her kitchen shelves of cereal packets, biscuits etc and I would set them all up on display, then would pretend to be the shopkeeper while Mum spent countless hours being the customer. I would wrap her purchases up in paper and put them in her basket and then, taking them all out again and replacing everything back in the shop, would repeat the process ad infinitum. Of course this was back in the days when there was no such thing as ‘self service’ and the shopkeeper had his or her work cut out trying to sell the goods. My great-grandfather knew a thing or two about that since he owned a grocery store in Dalston in the early 1900′s.
Later Mum played this game with my eldest daughter and recently I introduced my grandchildren to the notion of setting up ‘shop’ only this time with all the greetings cards that I’d saved and a stash of monopoly money. Where I used to use pennies and halfpennies in my ‘shop,’ my grandkids are now making their purchases with thousand dollar bills! A sign of the times!
‘Dress-up’ was another one of my favorites. I remember parading about in my grandmother’s fox fur, a mangy-looking thing with glass eyes and a sinister grin, and high heel shoes, with a pair of opera glasses slung around my neck. I think I may have harbored secret yearnings to be an actress but as I grew up my self-confidence completely deserted me and I had to content myself with working behind the scenes at the local Repertory Company.
My granddaughter loves playing dress-up too but now she’s wearing Mum’s best ‘go to wedding’ hat and the feather boa that my girls bought to celebrate her 90th birthday; a definite improvement on the fox fur. Grandpa and I are allowed to join in and are suitably attired in anything from firemen’s helmets and fairy wings to pirate outfits and witches hats.
This revisiting of our childhood is not restricted to indoor games. Now we can legitimately go to the park and play on the swings and slides, citing safety as our reason for accompanying the munchkins on all the kiddie rides at the fun fair. We can blow bubbles and dabble our feet in the paddling pool. We can pet the animals in the children’s zoo, play ball and build sandcastles without appearing to be in our dotage.
Hopefully, somewhere down the line, there will be great-grandchildren in which case I’ll be digging out the Barbie dolls, Teddy Ruxpin and the Cabbage Patch kids and revisiting my childhood once again.
This really was a challenge! I don’t usually take pictures into the sun. The results are never very satisfactory and normally get consigned to the reject file. There is the odd occasion, however, when the ‘sun effect’ can be quite pleasing. This photo was taken at the Morton Arboretum in Lisle, Illinois.
The last part of my “around the world trip without leaving the Chicago area” a few years ago was a visit to Japan. Sansho-En or The Garden of Three Islands at the Chicago Botanic Garden in Glencoe is a tranquil spot if you get there early in the morning before the crowds arrive and you don’t mind dodging the sprinklers. As you cross the bridge, follow the curving paths past the Shoin Building, a re-creation of a 17th-century samurai’s retreat, and the dry gardens where fine pebbles are carefully raked to imitate rippling water.
In contrast to this peaceful setting I got to see another part of Japanese culture at the Japan Festival. Here, taiko drummers pounded out a pulsating beat, dancers performed tales of fearless huntsmen and great warriors, and geishas swayed to traditional Japanese music while vendors displayed everything from paper sunshades and silk flowers to awesome-looking swords.
After my globe-trotting experience I arrived back home without fear of discovering that I’d forgotten to cancel the newspapers, overdrawn on my bank account or neglected to feed the goldfish. What’s more I had a whole stack of new photos to add to my collection. That was one super vacation!