Count your blessings

I am a fan of the late Dorothea Lange.  She was a black and white photographer in the first half of the 20th century.  Below are 4 pre-World War II photographs, taken for the U.S. Farm Security Administration (FSA), investigating living conditions of families hired to work in cotton fields and farms in Arizona and California.  She was originally hired by the government to take photos of the dust-bowl landscape to be used to track the devastation and progress towards improvement but she found that her passion was the people.  She began taking portraits of the people living in the areas and conditions she was hired to photograph.  The government found these photographs to be as useful, if not more so, than photos of the landscape alone.  These three touch me.  They remind me of how truly blessed I am.  They remind me to be grateful for my home, my husband (gainfully employed) and the modern conveniences that make our lives almost too easy. 

 

For Sierra

This is NOT a Craft Blog.

Although I must admit to a slight obsession with craft blogs.  I love to see what others are doing and creating.  I have intentions to repeat everything I see and yet, I never do.  Something has rubbed off on me though.  I recently purchased a dress off the clearance rack at Old Navy for $1.97.  I thought that if it didn’t fit it would at least make a good night shirt.  I tried it on and decided that I liked it but unfortunately it was a little on the short side.  I wore it that night as the intended night shirt and my dear hubby said “Hey, I like that dress.  Why are you wearing it now?”  *explanation ensues*  Dear hubby says “Why don’t you just add a ruffle or something at the bottom?”    This is what comes from a loving, kind, patient, husband who comes when I call him to say “look at this!” while I am perusing craft blogs.  He said I ought to know how to do it after all the time I spend looking at tutorials for things I never make.  He can be a smart alec but he’s usually right.  So, I give you, the no-longer-too-short, no-longer-$1.97, brown dress: ( Sorry I couldn’t get the model to come back for the second shoot)

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After:

Hypothe-What?

I was in the drive-thru teller line at the bank earlier today.  Brantley was waiting patiently in the back for her lollipop when suddenly from out of the blue she says “Mom, I have a hypothesis.”  *jaw drop*  “Really,” I said, “what is that?”  She then proceeded to explain to me how the vacuum tube system works at the drive-thru.  I had never really thought about it but as she was describing it I realized she was right on.  After I got over how mechanically inclined she is I asked her if she knew what the word ”hypothesis” means.  She says (wait for it) “Yeah, it’s an idea that you can test.”  Exact quote, I swear!  Well, as my very southern Mimi used to say “Smarty had a party!”  I did call Kendall to see if he had been discussing this with her and his jaw hit the floor quicker than my did.  When I asked her where she heard that word she said “Dinosaur Train”.  Love me some PBS Kids!