Sunday, July 14, 2013

Save the Date - part two

Continued - or - be careful which button you click when you say
In the meantime - - - - 

This is a new piece you can expect to see from one of our potters

And Terry will be back with her amazing hand painted tiles
Stained glass?  Now this is stained glass

Woodworking like I have never seen in a show - a new piece from Martha and Ray Rountree

Karen Pauley is returning with her fabulous jewelry
New to our group - Holly Etheridge

From our most astonishing sculptress, Marcie Evans

Stunning new tote bag from Goldie Smith's new collection

And just take a look at the new piece I a working on!!!   WOW

Until next time - go to sleep, your dreams are waiting!

Save The Date

Can this really be our third year?  What started out as a select few artists showing and sharing has
                                                         doubled and tripled.

We are so pleased to invite you to attend
Savor the Arts- 2013

Save the date - September 28, 2013

Help us to feed the hungry as you view the works of a hand selected group of local artists.

Once again we are asking you to share your bounty with those in need by bringing canned goods  rather than charging an admission fee.

Last year the  donations for local food banks provided over 600 meals to the hungry.  As our show has grown, we are hoping this year our donations will also grow.  Our goal is 1000 meals!

In the meantime ----_


All about a picture being worth 1000 words

We left NYC with great anticipation, knowing there would be a layover in PARIS

How fast can I get to the Capucchino and petit  pain avec chocolat!!!!!

If you must have a layover - this is definitely the place.  Way beyond good - in fact -


We were greeted in Morocco with bells, drums and, of course


The perfect place for George to take a walk - while I shop

        and shop

and shop

And even in the Sahara

I shop

(OK - so that really wasn't George walking - but didn't the gentleman look like him?)

After shopping came the storks for pure amazement.    Thank goodness for zoom lens as they were high up on the roof tops.

As we approached the buildings where they had made their nests you would hear the most incredible  noise - clack, clack, clack.  

It was their warning to stay away from their nests and their young.  I was told that the clack, clack  noise is where the Arabians learned their warning call.

And the famous goats in trees - never  to be forgotten!!  The trees are the Argon trees and the goats love to eat the fruit - or nuts actually - of the trees.  This picture was snapped from the bus and unfortunately you cannot see that they are about six feet up in the air.  

Not so fond of this example of local pets - but you know you had to see it  just once!

YAY - I found the full length shot!

 Lots of entertainment - wherever you went  - 

The water sellers - always willing to pose  (for a wee tip of course)

The Souk

The carpets

The pay telephone and mail box

And we finally made it to our hotel  in Rabat - and this is the elevator door!!!

Where to tomorrow - Perhaps we will find a Kasbah!!

Monday, April 15, 2013

Asleep at the Wheel

Oh dear – was it in October that I last posted?
I feel a bit like Rip Van Winkle – looking around to see what happened during my wee nap. Decided to check out my iPhoto for clues – and this is what I found:

My best friend Patty and I opened a shop in Plantiques in Hilton Village (for those uninformed among us – a small, historic and quaint section – in the City of Newport News, Virginia)

Several weeks were spent painting, stocking – arranging and then rearranging.

All accomplished with one hand on the cell phone as I anxiously awaited the birth of a brand new great granddaughter.
Of course the call came right in the middle of the second coat of paint and I dashed off to
Welcome Miss Abigail Lindsey Edwards into the tribe.

All together now – AHH – how sweet!

And three days later it was Thanksgiving – with a little extra to be thankful for.

Never ones to sit around and be bored, we cleaned up the dishes,(with help from granddaughter Amie) disposed of the leftovers, jumped in the car and drove to NJ.  (Much less expensive than airport parking lots to leave your car in the care of relatives, take a limo to JFK and board Air France for the first leg of our flight to Morocco)

That said, it is now rather late at night and I trust you will stop back tomorrow to see which direction we took!!

And now - go to sleep - your dreams are waiting.