Mr. Potato Head comes for a visit

Mr. Potato Head stopped by the other day for a little visit. Although he looked somewhat surprised, I could detect that whimsical smile of his; faint, but still there. We had a cup of tea, and then he said he thought he might go to the barber's, for a trim, feeling that his hair was getting out of control. (He can be a little vain, always so concerned about his appearance.) So, we said our good byes and he said he would stop by again somtime.

My favorite tea cup

This is the bottom of my favorite tea cup; Spode Blue Italian, to be exact. I love Spode china. The singularly fine dark line is a crack that took place one winter morning when I poured hot water into the cup, to make my tea. I hadn't realized that the cup was cold from sitting next to the window and it cracked. It's like lightening striking, but from underneath.

Foggy evening on the way home...

I really like the ethereal and abstract quality of the dark tree trunks and the gray fog.

Sweeper

My little Sweeper passed away last Friday morning.
She was a true friend, as most pets are and I miss her dearly.

At the Post Office...

I was at the Post Office yesterday afternoon to mail a package. The building is one of those old 30s office buildings with two large wall statues mounted against the marble walls. This is one of them. I remember when I was a kid how huge they looked and the how very small I would feel looking up at them. There were always wanted posters up and my best friend and I would stop and look them over. Those are gone now and the mailmen, although large, are not as imposing as they once were.

Ave Hair...

Walking home...

I moved about a year ago and now it is about a 20 block walk to and from work, instead of the old 8. So, I can't do it both ways everyday, but usually in the evening I'll make the trek home; for the exercise and to see what's going on around town.

Evening sun on the way home...

I like the way the sun glows off of the buildings and the snow covered stairway that is now abandoned. There are older photographs and paintings of Evanston that show El tracks and stairs as they were; when they were still being used. Time passes.

Squid Bird announces the winner!!

Squid Bird could hardly sleep last night, knowing that the winner would be announced today! Now the time has come and the happy winner is Franny. Congratulations Franny, I will be in touch with you and I hope you enjoy the little felted bag!

This has been a wonderful event and I have seen so many great blogs, full of amazing art work and friendly women from all over the world. Thank you to everyone who entered my drawing and took a little time to visit my blog. Your comments have been a great joy!