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Still as a Statue

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Settled on the rocks as elegantly as a movie star posing for publicity shots. Do you want the paws crossed? Should I lift my chin a little. Careful you don’t catch my eyes in the middle of a rare blink.

Still. Quiet. Appearing deep in thought. The photographer at the zoo is wise to keep the secure fencing between herself and the subject.

Unlike many of the photos shared on this site in recent weeks — this is a live subject. Yes, caught during a moment of rest. How do you think this compares to static artwork? If you were a pen-and-ink artist experienced in nature scenes, would the subject appeal to you? Which lines would you emphasize? Do you want to project power and strength in the piece? Or a mild disposition?

One artist often admires work in a different medium. In the later-in-life romance, Fine Lines, the police detective hero admires art from more than one century. Admiration for a certain defense attorney grows into more than professional interest — underlined by backyard games. Click on the link for more book information. https://bit.ly/49FtvjF

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Let there be Joy!

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The sun rose this morning.

You opened an electronic device and started to read this.

Are you eating breakfast today? Any meal?

Do you have clean clothes in good repair?

Rejoice! Be Glad!

Yes, I am choosing to be an optimist today.

Is the sun shining? That’s a reason to smile.

Is it raining? The plants are getting a good drink.

Americans tend to think about counting blessings and positive items during November — preparing for the Thanksgiving holiday. However, blessings are to be found every day. Find something to make you smile today. It can be a simple thing — such as large, metal, purple ribbons in a park. What will you find today?

With an artist’s eye assisting his detective skills (or perhaps the other way around), the hero in Fine Lines, a later-in-life romance serves his community and learns what his life was missing. Check book details at the link: https://bit.ly/49FtvjF

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Wagging Tongues

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Shocking! Scandalous! Salacious!

The entire neighborhood — the whole city — was stunned when the statue was unveiled.

Then again, should they have been surprised? The intent was to honor newspaper editors. This occupation is centered on revealing the truth, the entire truth, the Naked Truth.

Evidently, the St. Louis public in 1914 was not quite ready to see this artist’s interpretation of the topic. However, by the time I took this photo, a century later, the figure is accepted.

You’ll find the lady at Compton Hills Water Tower Park. The park’s ornate water tower is a local landmark and historic feature. The entire park is worthy of an afternoon visit – to stroll and admire the flowers. Or perhaps watch tennis, playground, or dog park activities. And discover “The Naked Truth.”

Fine art in a different medium gives a police detective relaxation in the later-in-life romance, Fine Lines. His days are full with work and art — no need to attempt more. Until…

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Hi There!

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Farmer Fred welcomes you to the market. What’s on your shopping list today?

We have all sorts of salad fixings. Local fruits. Veggies. Honey.

Do sure how to prepare some of the items? Ask the vendor. Farmers know how to do more than plant, weed, and harvest. You’ll be able to get tips and perhaps recipes at your local farmer’s market.

Surprise your family with a new type of produce — or a familiar item prepared in a new way.

No, this is not an accurate representation of my appearance. (I’m actually more handsome.) Really, I’m just your average person with an above average amount of ambition and an enjoyment of outdoor work. I love the feel of good soil sifting through my hands. The smell of fresh-turned earth makes me take deep breaths. And please — don’t call me a hay-seed. I’m nothing of the sort. Farmers need to be educated — there’s more to growing a crop than tossing seed into the ground and saying a prayer.

The later-in-life romance, Fine Lines, is set in an urban area. The professionals in the story don’t have the time (or desire) to garden — but still enjoy fresh-from-the-land produce. Picture them walking the aisles and selecting items for a salad to accompany grilled meat for a quiet supper on the patio. Follow the link for more book information: https://bit.ly/49FtvjF

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Pardon me, did you…?

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A person, or other mammal, should not leave body parts just lying on the ground.

Missing a portion of yourself from battle or accident? Yes, creep off, recover a bit…then please, pick up your pieces and dispose of them properly. Persuade a friend to help if needed.

Now — who’s responsible for this?

Not a human — our eyeballs are measured in millimeters, or perhaps inches. This one set out for everyone to see is perched in a park. Who is missing an eyeball measured in meters, yards, or feet?

Will a monster bear come to reclaim in at dusk? Or perhaps not a mammal. Is the aquarium missing a giant squid?

Who started the rumor that fine art needs to be serious? This playful piece can start all sorts of conversations — with children from three to one-hundred-and-three. (You’re 104? Sorry, out of luck.)

Fine art in a different medium runs through the later-in-life romance, Fine Lines. Everyone, including serious professionals, needs a hobby — and if it happens to earn a little side money???? Check out the book at the link: https://bit.ly/49FtvjF

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Group Hug

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Go ahead. Admit it. Some days a hug feels good. And at times a group hug lifts the spirits more than we want to admit.

But…have you been hugged by a cat?

In St. Louis County, you can find a special cat. This one is willing to hug you — or a group.

Welcome. No claws. No teeth. Only interesting patterns and textures will surround you and yours. Visitors of all sizes and ages will receive the same kind treatment. All I request is a little respect on the side of humans (or dogs).

Public art and sculpture improves the quality of life. At least that’s the opinion of many — including the characters of Fine Lines, a later-in-life romance. Professionals with stressful occupations need a way to unwind and reset between work events.

What about you? How do you relax? Music? Nature? Art?

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Breezy Music

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Pause. Listen. The wind is flowing — moving the grass, playing in the trees, making music.

For centuries, man has enhanced the sound of a breeze. Sometimes the object is shaped like a bell. Or a tube. Or a mythical creature.

The material may be metal, or wood, or ceramic. However, this musical “instrument” is the broad category of “windchime.”

Large artwork intended to be viewed by the public in a garden. When the wind is right, you can hear them call you from the path to a bench. Stay and enjoy the various tones.

Do you have one or more sets of windchimes? My metal tube and wooden disc design is simple and classic. It certainly lets me know when I bump against the support pole while pulling weeds.

Public art can sooth the nerves and feed the soul. Soothing is a bonus for people with high tension occupations — like attorneys or police detectives. Check out the later-in life romance, Fine Lines, to discover how art works into the life of two busy professionals. Click on the link for more information. https://bit.ly/49FtvjF

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Faces of Patriotism

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Four men. Each elected to lead their nation. Men with flaws threaded through their greatness.

Did you know their lives overlapped to form a continuous line from 1732 until 1919?

Washington and Jefferson were contemporaries. During the years of revolution and formation of a new nation they worked for the same goal in different capacities. Perhaps we should remember them as soldier and diplomat.

Jefferson, the younger of the pair by nine years, lived until the year 1826. (Yes, tomorrow is two centuries since the deaths of both John Adams & Thomas Jefferson.)

When Jefferson died, Lincoln was age seventeen — a strong, tall boy facing manhood.

Lincoln’s life was cut short in 1865. At the time of that event, Theodore Roosevelt was a lad of six. He carried the thread of this quartet into the 20th century with both his administration and later life.

Two and one-half centuries since John Hancock and others signed the Declaration of Independence. Have you read the document recently? Perhaps you have a copy in your home — in a seldom read book or pamphlet. Take a little time today to read and think on these men and their words. They risked their fortunes, lives, and future of their families for an idea. What would you risk?

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Chugging into the Future

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When does something become history? Fifty years? Seventy-five? More?

Is an item antique if it was part of everyday life in your childhood? Does that make a person old? Antique people?

This tractor was photographed in recent years at a greenhouse/nursery where I have every reason to believe it was still used. It’s also the same as one a friend learned to drive when she was a child.

Farmers replaced teams of horses with tractors. Each brand wore their own color — gray, red, orange, or green were the most popular. Gasoline replaced hay as fuel. Tires instead of horseshoes. Headlights were real progress. Reins and shouts yielded to clutch and brake pedals.

In the years since this model was new, tractors have gotten larger, more powerful, and full of safety features. Progress — expense — specialized.

At first glance, farming has changed a lot during the 250 years since the Declaration of Independence was signed. However, farmers still feed the world. It does not matter if they raise animals, grains, or vegetables. They are a vital link between the earth and your supper plate. Thank a farmer — or two or three — as you enjoy bread, salad, fruit, or meat.

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Standing Tall & Firm

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The most famous of the early meetings was in 1848. They gathered in Seneca Falls, NY to discuss the situation and make plans.

Only a few became widely known. But each participant planted one or more seeds. Seeds which took decades, the children of these women (only a few men supported the early movement) were grandmothers of adults before the law was broadened to include women in the voting population.

A century has passed since the first women legally voted in every state. Yes, the West led the way and granted women the vote before the “settled” East opened the polling places to the ladies.

Voting rights were “over the horizon” for the characters in the wholesome romance, Stitching a Dream. Polly the seamstress stands up for rights close to her heart — the right to refuse marriage to a man she does not like. She’s the “talk of the town” for a few days — an uncomfortable position for her son and true friends. Check out this 1851 tale at the link. https://amzn.to/3VwoeFh