Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
We’ll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes.
Then one fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese,
You may find a lone mouse or a whole nest of mice,
But the plural of house is houses, not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn’t the plural of pan be called pen?
The cow in the plural may be cows or kine,
But a bow if repeated is never called bine,
And the plural of vow is vows, never vine.
If I speak of a foot and you show me your feet,
And I give you a boot would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth, and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn’t the plural of booth be called beeth?
If the singular’s this and the plural is these,
Should the plural of kiss ever be nicknamed keese?
Then one may be that and three would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother, and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren,
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine she, shis and shim,
So the English, I think, you all will agree,
Is the queerest language you ever did see.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
My husband liked the kitsch appeal, but I actually think they're really beautiful.
Look at all the detail included. I like the wood chopping man.
Also included were these stylish postcards of the Moscow Metro.
I thought these were plastic Easter eggs, until I got a closer look and realized that they were real eggs with hand crafted designs on them. We'll cut down some branches next Easter and make an Easter tree.
Miraculously enough, only one egg was broken. I may repurpose the flowers. Now I wonder who made these eggs and how they ended up at Value Village with a $1.99 price slapped on it. I can't help get a little depressed feeling like some amazing crafter made them and when she/he died, none of the grandkids wanted them, so they chucked them in the trunk and dumped them at the thrift store. Maybe I'm reading into it too much. I'm always thinking about the people behind the treasures. I have a very rich internal life. Ha!
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Eventually, the bird went down into the bag to get the seed. I snuck up and put this mesh over the top of the bag. Our next-door-neighbour's adult son was over for dinner and he helped get the bird out of the bag and into...
a gerbil cage - which I use to put the little critters in when I'm cleaning out their regular cages. I got the cage at a yard sale a couple of years ago for $1.00 (see, there's always a yard sale connection). I phoned animal services and they told me to make a perch and give it food and water.
Tomorrow, we'll say farewell to this little beauty. We're going to take it down to animal services, where I hope it will be adopted. We've got two cats, four gerbils, a hamster, and three beta fish. We're a bit maxed out with animals right now, otherwise I'd take it.
We're not tropical bird experts, but we think it's a budgie that either escaped from its home, or was released by its owner.
Amazingly, I was able to get very close to it without it flying off. We've been watching it at the feeder all day. It's so strange watching a domesticated bird interacting with the sparrows. It reminds me a bit of the story Stellaluna about the bat that is taken in by the family of birds.
Isn't it beautiful? I'm worried that if I don't rescue it, the bird will not survive the cold, Canadian winter. I tried catching it with Duncan's butterfly net, but that didn't work. I'm not sure how I can catch the bird without hurting it. I have an empty gerbil cage I can put it in briefly, if I'm able to catch it. I was wondering about trying to throw a light-weight sheet over it. Any thoughts?
Monday, August 16, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
I like the little foot rest on the top. They'd never make a wooden box to hold an appliance anymore.
In the box fit the other things I bought: a book on mountain goats... I know, I know. Curb your enthusiasm. "MOUNTAIN GOATS - YES!!!!"
Thursday, August 12, 2010
I knew that the picture of the lime green bowl wasn't great, but it is seriously blurry. You get the idea. Mom said she got this at a thrift store in Goshen, Indiana, where my brother used to live. She remembers paying $1.00 for it. I believe I have the rectangular lime green oven baking dish to go with this. When our kitchen is finally completed, I can bring down all my Pyrex pieces that are packed away upstairs and take stock of what I actually have.
I nipped into Goodwill to see if there were any treasures. I didn't see much, but I did like this funky sixties/seventies Made in Japan bird trivet. It cost a mere $2.00.
My dad bought these very old electrical wire insulators for Lise, who was interested in collecting them. Apparently, they're quite sought after. Dad got them at a rummage sale at a church he said was tiny and out in the countryside. He said he paid $2.00 for the five pieces. See? This stuff really does run in the family.