Thursday, September 21, 2017
Today is my nephew James's birthday. He can be seen in the photograph atop this entry (taken in by gone years), featuring him checking out a garden hose which I had mailed to him. James's hose is a custom made one in the sense that it was made from my garden hose which can be seen in the picture directly below,
where it is indicated by an arrow I've superimposed over the image; which was also taken a number of years ago. It's an old story, but I'm featuring it today in honor of my nephew's birthday; and, also as a suggestion for what one can do with a garden hose that is too long or cumbersome.
Wednesday, September 20, 2017
For over one year, every Wednesday, here on Blogger, I've published a posting associated with what I call Wednesday's Wisdom (WW). But today, I find myself feeling far from wise about anything.
Therefore, I find myself expressing similar thoughts that lyric lines in a Christmas song from How the Grinch Stole Christmas state. The lines which I'm referring to ask, "Where are you Christmas? Christmas, Why Can't I Find You??; and, today, I'm asking, Where are you wisdom? Why Can't I Find You?
Tuesday, September 19, 2017
Today marks the sixtieth week of my Tuesday's Truths series and I'd like to dedicate this entry as a follow-up to yesterday's post re Anel Cleaners, which has been a fixture on NYC's Upper Westside long before Lincoln Center opened in the 1960's. Anel shut down in April of 2016. Leo Saltzman's (the dearly departed sole proprietor of Anel) daughter, Robin, whom I've known for many years told me that the closing of Anel had nothing to do with rent increases as "her father bought the building years ago."
Ms. Saltzman has now rented the space that was known as Anel to Aēsop (an Australian cosmetic brand). According to an article titled Tacklebox creates Aēsop Upper West Side in former dry cleaners, which is written by Dan Howarth, "Having made the choice to retire, she (Robin Saltzman) hand-picked Aēsop to reimagine their (Anel's) space." The result of the new storefront can be seen in the set of photograph posted directly atop this blog post.
Monday, September 18, 2017
The building seen in the image atop this entry, is one I've passed by on countless occasions during my years of living in NYC. Nearly each time that I do so, passersby have stopped to marvel at the sign which belonged to the sole proprietor, Leo Saltzman. I have heard the back-story regarding this sign on a number of occasions from Leo Saltzman, who passed away a couple of years ago.
No one relays the "sign story" with the same flair that Mr. Saltzman did, and, I won't attempt to do so, rather, I'll share an article that James Barron wrote for The New York Times (the NY Region section).
Sunday, September 17, 2017
The Canadian geese since in the photographs atop this entry were ones I encountered yesterday, September the sixteenth, when I participated in an event sponsored by Audubon Society NYC, which involved costal clean-up.
In fact, costal clean-up was an event that took place across the entire globe on this day. According to a web-page, "Coastal Cleanup Day was established by the Ocean Conservancy, an organization that work to help protect the ocean from the challenges it faces every year. They serve as a voice for the ocean, speaking of the issues that aren’t often represented through social networking, publicized updates, and challenges like asking your waitress to skip the straw for your drink. Efforts like that work towards a trash free ocean.
Trash in the water impacts the world on many levels, including harming wildlife, humans, and impacting the livelihood of those who work on the ocean. It causes economic damage by affecting tourism and recreation and the money they bring into those communities that are the ocean shore. The Ocean Conservatory knows that solving these issues requires bold initiatives and eliminating the sources of the trash that damages the ocean.
Empowering people to take an active role in the preservation and cleaning up of the ocean are important parts of helping conservation of the ocean. By spreading tips and techniques to help reduce trash they help people everywhere aid the cleanup of our oceans."
My participation led me (via a bus) to The North Channel Bridge area in NYC, where along with a number of other volunteers (some of who can be seen in the image following picture,
which was taken by Danielle Sherman of Audubon Society NYC after we had completed three hours of attempting to clear the beach of items on a form-style check list (as well as items not listed on that form).
Saturday, September 16, 2017
This past August I received some information from Audubon Society NYC, and it included the image seen atop this blog entry. The correspondence included a narrative stating the following:
Join NYC Audubon, Sadhana: Coalition of Progressive Hindus, Wild Bird Fund and the Linnaean Society of New York at North Channel Bridge to take part in a multi-state effort to improve coastline habitat. The North Channel Bridge area, used by species like the American oystercatcher, is also a stone's throw away from the Harbor Heron Island and the Jamaica Bay Wildlife Refuge. Help us clear the beach and raise awareness of the importance of coastal areas to birdlife. Limited transportation from Manhattan available.
The North Channel Bridge Beach Cleanup is part of an annual international effort coordinated in NYS by the American Littoral Society (http://www.littoralsociety.org). It is a global volunteer effort to cleanup beaches for the marine life, shore birds, wildlife, and you- the beachgoer. Anyone can participate and it is a great way to give back and spend time outdoors. No other program in New York does more to improve the coastal environment than the International Coastal Cleanup.
Wear: comfortable clothes and close-toed shoes.
I was very excited to receive this news and grateful about the prospect of taking part in an activity to help shorebirds, however, the last sentence, Wear: comfortable clothes and close-toed shoes, has me somewhat unnerved. This is because I have been wearing a boot cast for five weeks, and as you may know, those "shoes" are not close-toed, as evidenced below.
The image you see features yours truly wearing a boot cast that had some bling. This bling was given to me as a belated birthday gift by a chaplain who also took the picture. It really made my cast look elegant and it made me feel I was far along in my recovery.
Friday, September 15, 2017
Today is the third Friday in September, which is a special holiday in our country known as National POW/MIA Recognition Day. It is observed across the nation on the third Friday of September each year. Many Americans take the time to remember those who were prisoners of war (POW) and those who are missing in action (MIA), as well as their families.
I still have a POW bracelet that has the name MAJ. ERNEST OLDS 3-11-68 inscribed on it.
I bought the bracelet when I was working as a busgirl while in high school. The date 3-11-68 indicates the day Major Ernest Olds went missing.
I first wrote a blog entry about my having this bracelet in May of 2011; and I included the image atop this entry that shows where I store it, which is in a candy dish that belonged to my grandmother. It is now filled with mustard seeds (as seen in the image atop this post) that nearly bury my bracelet.
If this story sounds familiar to you, dear reader, it is because I spoke about it my 2016 blog posting for National Pow/Mia Recognition Day where I stated the following:
"Nearly one year after I made that post, I received a comment from an anonymous source which stated:
AnonymousSaturday, May 12, 2012 9:16:00 PM
How funny...nearly one year after this blog was posted, For no reason whatsoever, I am rummaging through my dresser and find the POW bracelet I had from the 1970's. I decide to 'google' the name on the bracelet and find that I am not the only one who holds on to the POW bracelet of Maj. Ernest Olds, 3-11-68. Thank you Maj. Olds for your service to our Country.
I replied to this comment in the following way:
Sunday, May 13, 2012 4:28:00 PM
Wow, this brings tears to my eyes, Anonymous! The chances of us still having Major Ernest Olds' bracelet! The fact that we have POW bracelets bearing Major Ernest Olds name would probably mean something to any surviving family members. I wonder if they ever found out what happened to him. I too thank Major Olds for his service to our country, and I pray his family is at peace.
And, lo, and behold, a year and a few months later, I received an email from the great niece of Major Ernest Olds. In it she stated this:
'My family and I have just come across your blog post about Ernest A. Olds. We stumbled across it over a family dinner with my grandpa, Ernest's brother. While listening to his stories we decided to google my great uncle Ernest, and we were really touched by your writing. If you're interested, feel free to shoot me an email and I can get you in touch with my grandpa, who would welcome the opportunity to talk to you. Thanks again for your comments!'
I was able to reach the man who was Major Ernest Old's brother and here's what he had to say: 'I'm Ernie's younger brother, and I've been following your emails with my granddaughter, Lauren… You will find a lot of info about him if you Google Major Ernest A. Olds… (Info claiming) that he was seen on the 1967 German-made propaganda film 'Pilots in Pajamas' is not true. I've seen the film and Ernie was shot down in 1968, so the timing is wrong. I truly enjoyed your story about the mustard seed jar and your grandmother.'
The latter of the aforementioned correspondence was also in 2013. In 2014, I reached out to Ernest Old's brother again, this time to honor the birthdate of Ernest Olds which is July 14, 1934, but I have not done so since that time. People have busy lives and I don't want them to be sorry that they contacted me.
It has been over two years since the great niece of Ernest Olds reached out to me, and this past Saturday, September 10th 2016 — the eve of the fifteenth anniversary of the September 11th terrorists attacks, I got a message on my Facebook Page from someone who had come across my first blog post re Major Ernest Olds! She didn't know him, but she also happens to have a bracelet that has his name inscribed on it. I was able to fill her in (via Facebook messaging).
Now, on this POW/MIA Recognition Day, I'd like to ask you, dear reader, to take a moment to honor those who are or were POWS; those missing in action; and of course those who are near and dear to them."
As I've just stated, the passage I've just referenced is from my 2016 blog posting that paid homage to National Pow/Mia Recognition Day.
I really don't have more to add at this juncture, except to reiterate my 2016 request: "Now, on this POW/MIA Recognition Day, I'd like to ask you, dear reader, to take a moment to honor those who are or were POWS; those missing in action; and of course those who are near and dear to them."
Thursday, September 14, 2017
Yesterday was National Peanut Day 2017; and because the holiday shared the spotlight with the celebration of Uncle Sam Day, I didn't cover it in my blog post at that time. I focused on reporting facts re Sam's day of honor; and if you'd like to refer to this particular entry, please click here.
Today's post is dedicated to the 2017 National Peanut Holiday, which means I'm not throwing too far back on this Throwback Thursday. Besides Uncle Sam's Day always coincides with the celebration of National Peanut Day.
Last year, on September 13th 2017, I published an entry on National Peanut Day; and on the following day, September 14th 2016, I published a post which discussed Uncle Sam's Day.
Therefore, this year I'm doing the reverse in terms of publishing entries re these two holidays. As I said, Uncle Sam's posting was on his official day which was yesterday, and today, a belated offering to National Peanut Day is being made.
The young cardinal pictured atop this entry can be seen enjoying peanuts from a wreath style whole peanut bird feeder which hangs in my urban garden.
Wednesday, September 13, 2017
"Uncle Sam's a reminder of the great risks & personal sacrifices endured by generations of Americans in the quest for liberty." (Wednesday's Wisdom)
An exhibit at The New York Historical Society which paid homage to the history of iconic Uncle Sam ended ten days ago on September 3rd 2017. Banners announcing the exhibit, such as the one seen in the image atop this entry, are still flying from street lamps on NYC's Upper Westside.
A web-page for The New York Historical Society states that "since the 19th century, the familiar figure of “Uncle Sam,” with his beard and stovepipe hat, has represented the U.S. in recruitment posters, political cartoons, and advertisements. But long before he first appeared, artists drew upon a visual tradition stretching back centuries to depict America as an evocative woman."
Tuesday, September 12, 2017
It's the fifty-ninth week of my Tuesday's Truths series!
Today is also the somber day after the sixteenth anniversary of the September Eleventh Terrorists attacks, which occurred on September 11, 2001. Therefore I am dedicating this entry to a harsh fact regarding The Tribute In Light, which shines all night long on the anniversary of the September Eleventh Terrorists attacks. A photograph of The Tribute In Light (from a web-page associated with NPR), can be seen atop this entry.
This installation is the work of "artists Paul Myoda and Julian LaVerdiere (who on the night of the attacks) watched from Brooklyn as an ashy and gaseous cloud formed over the remnants of the World Trade Center. The lights that illuminated Ground Zero during rescue efforts set this plume of smoke aglow, and through it, both men felt they could still see the buildings. This mirage gave them an idea, which they eventually turned into 'Tribute in Light,' an ephemeral memorial that has served as a vigil for victims on the anniversary of the attacks every year since."
This year, according to an article published by People (where the quotation above is also from), "The installation’s collection of 88 beams will illuminate the night sky above Lower Manhattan on Monday night, creating two pillars of light that will stretch four-miles-high. The display has become one of the most recognized and unique public art installations in the world since its unveiling on March 11, 2002...
... 'When the lights appeared for the first time, it was one of the most peaceful and silent events I had ever witnessed,' Myoda says. 'Until that night, I don’t recall ever being in New York and hearing so little. When the lights were on, everything seemed to stop. It was incredibly quiet.'
As one construction worker told the artists, after six months of looking into a pit, 'people could start looking up again. '
'That night was the first time that it seemed like everybody could gaze into the infinite, and not into an abyss,' LaVerdiere says.
Since then, the installation has been put into operation every evening of September 11, and turned off just before dawn the following morning."
I've seen the Tribute In Light, and it is a sight to behold, but, unfortunately, this installation has been traumatic for migratory birds. In 2015, Quartz reported that "New York’s Tribute in Light to 9/11 is stunning to both people and birds."
The aforementioned article states the "beautiful 9/11 memorial, the Tribute in Light, had to be turned off and on multiple times last night to make sure migratory birds in the area didn’t lose their way, Gothamist reports."
Monday, September 11, 2017
The image posted above is of an ID card I received when I had a job interview on August 10th 2001 at One World Trade Center, thirty one days before the September 11th terror attacks. I did not get the position I applied for, and this ID card is a stark reminder of how close I came to being there.
The woman who interviewed me, Lashawana Johnson, was killed in the attacks on that day, as was Johnson's colleague, Margaret Mattic. I've written about this and other situations related to the tragedy in bygone years here on Blogger.
I don't have anything new to add on the subject, except to reiterate my heartfelt sympathies for those who lost loves ones; for those who are haunted from witnessing the horror; and for those who continue to have health issues related to the event.
Sunday, September 10, 2017
It's National Grandparents Day! The holiday falls each year on the first Sunday after Labor Day. It was initiated at the grassroots level by West Virginian Marian Lucille Herndon McQuade (seen in the image atop this entry) with the behind-the-scenes support of her husband Joseph L. McQuade.
This photograph is from a web-page, which discusses a number of interesting facts regarding National Grandparents Day; including the truism that "it's not a holiday invented to sell cards and flowers."
Saturday, September 9, 2017
It is very rare that I let anyone take my picture, let alone pose for one. But this past Thursday, when I was at my foot doctor's (Dr Q) office, I asked his admin person to take a photo (which can be seen atop this entry) of me wearing my boot cast, as it's my fifth week of having to do this.
Friday, September 8, 2017
A young cardinal is featured in the picture atop this entry, and as you can see, this bird has already learned about one of the bird feeders in my urban garden.
Thursday, September 7, 2017
Once upon a time, on the date of April the twenty-fourth, in the year of 1969, United Artists released the movie, If It's Tuesday, It Must Be Belgium. The story-line chronicled the humorous adventures of a group of American tourists taking an eighteen-day guided bus tour of nine European countries.
According to Wiki, the film's title was "also used by a 1965 documentary on CBS television that filmed one such tour, was taken from a New Yorker cartoon by Leonard Dove. Published in the June 22, 1957, issue of the magazine, the cartoon depicts a young woman near a tour bus and a campanile, frustratedly exclaiming 'But if it's Tuesday, it has to be Siena,' thereby humorously illustrating the whirlwind nature of European tour schedules."
The movie's title, If It's Tuesday, It Must Be Belgium, over the years, has subsequently been used to describe a number of situations. In fact, for a number of weeks, here on Blogger, yours truly ran a series of blog posts called If It's Tuesday, It Must Be tumblr, and, readers were invited to read what I had posted on tumblr.
However, I no longer post on tumblr regularly, my last entry there was in April of 2017. Moreover, on Tuesday, July 19th of 2016, here on Blogger, I announced a new Tuesday series, which is known as Tuesdays Truths. This past Tuesday, September 5th 2017, Tuesday, I posted my fifty-eighth entry for this series.
Be that as it may, the If It's Tuesday, It Must Be Belgium reference is on my mind once again today, because as I was doing some research on molting, which is what a blue jay visiting my urban garden (seen in the image atop this entry) is experiencing, I came across an article titled, If the Blue Jays are Bald, It Must Be August.
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
The size, shape, color, length and thickness of crests in birds can vary greatly. Some birds have just a very small and subtle crest, such as the ruby-crowned kinglet, while others have longer, thicker, more prominent crests like the northern cardinal or blue jay, who are the bird types featured (respectively) in the images posted directly above, which were taken from the vantage point of my urban garden.
According to The Spruce, "birds are often able to control their crests, and crest position can be an indication of a bird's emotions or stress... Birds may raise or lower a crest for a courtship display or to show aggression, dominance or submission. The stronger the movements of the crest, the stronger the emotions that cause the action."
Tuesday, September 5, 2017
It's the fifty-eighth week of my Tuesday's Truths series! It is also the day after Labor Day, which may be the first day back to school for a number of children. Readers of this blog will surely have memories of their own school days, and especially that first day back to school after a summer vacation.
I came across this PEANUTS strip in my newsfeed this past Friday this past Friday. It caused me to think of my elementary school days, when the first day of school meant having to write about one's summer vacation.
Monday, September 4, 2017
Sunday, September 3, 2017
When I was at a greenmarket in NYC, I overheard a conversation between an onion and a carrot (pictured above). The prolific onion quoted Will Rogers, saying, "An onion can make people cry but there's never been a vegetable that can make people laugh."
Then the carrot retorted, "Ach! But no one pursues a dangling onion, it's the dangling carrot that they want!," and, he went on to quote Paul Cezanne, saying, "The day is coming when a single carrot, freshly observed, will set off a revolution."
Upon hearing the carrot quote Cezanne, the onion was quick to point out some interesting history about her food type which is this: "Onions were so important in the Middle Ages, that people would pay their rent with them and give them as gifts."
Saturday, September 2, 2017
Today's September the second, which means it's No Patrick Day, and I'm honoring it with the clip atop today's entry.
After all, Patrick's comrade, Sponge Bob (seen in the next set of pictures);
has been featured in a number of posts here on Blogger; which you may reference by clicking here.
Friday, September 1, 2017
This Particular Friday's "FANTASTICK" Fact: "Deep in December it's nice to remember The fire of September that made you mellow."
Before the official onset of summer 2017, which was Wednesday, June 21, 2017, I told myself that I would make sure that I went to the beach once a week. There are many beaches near Manhattan and all of them are normally accessible by public transportation.
However, this summer getting to any beach via public transportation was impossible due to major construction on all railroad and subway stations. I wrote about the scenario in a previous post here on Blogger which you may refer to by clicking here.
I had also hoped to work around that transportation problem by tandem cycling to The Rockaways (a beach off the Atlantic Ocean) in the borough of Queens, but our plans were cancelled due to heavy rain.
And now September is here and I have not been to the beach. This fact brings the Dr. Seuss quote seen in the image atop this entry to my mind.
I do realize that one can still go to the beach in the fall. In fact, in bygone years, I cycled with my captain to the beach at Coney Island (in Brooklyn) during the month of October.
Thursday, August 31, 2017
On this last day of August for 2017, I'm finding it difficult to write about anything because it seems my content is unworthy in the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey, which has devastated so many lives in Texas. As I compose this posting Harvey is on his way to Louisiana to wreak havoc and his demise is occurring during the anniversary week of Hurricane Katrina, which occurred during the time period of August 23, 2005 – August 31, 2005.
Jazz, the dog pictured above was rescued during Katrina, but ultimately abandoned at an animal shelter because he is blind. Someone I know (TT) here in NYC is from New Orleans and her family was there during that hurricane. The mother (Mrs. T) of TT (who lives near to me) was supposedly working at the aforementioned shelter and she adopted Jazz.
Ultimately Mrs. T died of cancer, unrelated to Katrina, and TT bought Jazz to NYC. She was not always able to care for him and I introduced TT to someone who has been able to help her care for Jazz.
In any event, I certainly am keeping the folks impacted by these hurricanes in my mind, and I have yet to find out how Juan V's family is faring. They live in Texas, but I'm not sure what part, and, I don't usually communicate with Juan in between the days we work together in my urban garden.
The next time I see him, which will be a week from today, I will be able to ask him if his loved ones were affected by Harvey.
Wednesday, August 30, 2017
I saw this on my friend's sister's Facebook Page. The video is by Steve Steve Cutts. It is a poignantly wise video-commentary on our cell-phone dependent society.
Steve Cutts describes himself by saying, "I'm a UK based illustrator and animator. My recent work includes the 'LA-Z Rider' couch gag for 'The Simpsons' and the music video for 'Are You Lost In The World Like Me?' for Moby. I've also worked on projects for renowned agencies across the world including UNESCO, The Gaia Foundation, Isobar, LMFM, and Analogfolk'. My work has been featured on various television networks, including Adult Swim and Fox in the US and Channel 4 in the UK."
As of this posting, I don't use a cell phone and find Mr. Cutt's animation to be a true depiction of the current state of cell phone use.
However, I do realize there are other times when cell phones have saved lives, but that as "they" say is another story...
Tuesday, August 29, 2017
Hello, and welcome to the fifty-seventh week of my Tuesday's Truths series which I'm posting at night! I apologize to readers who might've been expecting me to publish an entry earlier in the day, which is my standard — at least for my Tuesday's Truth series.
The truth for this week is that I'm in the middle of embarking on a new path after having received a red light for a book project that I was helping Cam's daughter with. Ever since June 9th 2017, I've been going back and forth with a big company, in order to get their permission for Cam's daughter to use images that I took over the course of a couple years of their public event (a parade), which is very well known by people all over the world.
Therefore, even though the pictures which Cam's daughter wanted to include in her story, are all taken by me, I had to get their permission, as their event is considered a trademark. Most folks had thought I would not have a problem, and that Cam's daughter could use my photos under a clause for fair use, but it seems that's not the case.
Monday, August 28, 2017
A Northern mockingbird, who appears to be checking out a ball-shaped terra-cotta object which is on the floor of my urban garden, is featured in the two images atop this entry.
The object of this bird's interest is an upside down planter that is better suited as an outdoor sculpture than the planter it is supposed to be. This is because it is very difficult to plant flora inside of it. You might suspect this from seeing the next image, which was taken in 2011, and features creeping thyme attempting to thrive in the round container.
In any event, to the mockingbird's right (or left in the first two photos) is a grape that has rolled off a saucer of grapes (which can be seen near to the container).
An imaginative person, upon seeing the mocker staring at the terra-cotta object, might envision that the mocker thinks the round structure is a huge grape. Whatever this bird may or may not be thinking, remains private with him/her, for he/she has not revealed any thoughts on the matter.
Admittedly, the two top photographs are quite similar, but they are not identical. The gaze of this mocker is slightly different from picture to picture, the same holds true for the next sets of photos.
Saturday, August 26, 2017
My acquaintance, Eileen, can be seen in the photograph atop this entry. Eileen Bransten Simpson is someone I've known since the early 1990's (through my then fairly active membership at The Church of the Blessed Sacrament in NYC).
I have seen Eileen a number of times at mass, including one for the Easter Vigil, when she converted from her religion to Catholicism. She went through RCIA to this, and sponsored by her husband, John Simpson, who died this past Sunday, August the 20th.
Simpson's funeral mass was this past Wednesday, which I attended, and, of course, I saw Eileen.
The following day, someone helped me recall a story about Eileen, that our mutual friend, the late Donna De Solis had told us:
Eileen is the daughter of Ruth McKenney, the deceased author of My Sister Eileen.
And Eileen Bransten Simpson is named for McKenny's sister. According to Wiki, "the stories were originally published in The New Yorker, which eventually inspired many other works: My Sister Eileen (a 1938 book), a play, a musical, a radio play (and an un-produced radio series), two motion pictures, and a CBS television series in the 1960–1961 season.
Friday, August 25, 2017
The other week, on Wednesday, August 16th 2017, I went to a wake which was held at the Papavero Funeral Home in Queens. The solemn event was in honor of the beloved Angela Mussa, who is the woman in the undated photograph atop this entry. I never met this lovely woman, who died at age ninety-three in her daughter's (Dr. Carla Mussa DDS) arms, however, I had met her daughter on a few occasions at parties that were held by our mutual friend, TT.
When TT told me Carla's mother had died, and that she was planning on attending the wake, I offered to accompany her to support Carla. I knew Carla was an only child, and that any extended family lived in Italy, therefore, I thought attendance might be sparse.
In any event, at the wake a slide show featuring photographs from various stages of Angela Mussa's life was playing, and the picture featured here is one of the images which was included.
Grainy as the image is, if you knew Angela Mussa was born and raised in Italy, you might be able to tell that it was taken in Italy, and that she is feeding pigeons.
Thursday, August 24, 2017
This past August 15th, here on Blogger, I wrote about Mathilde Freund, a woman from my hood who had survived the holocaust. In the entry I referenced an article, Trading on Elegance, by Rui Miao.
The picture atop this entry is featured in Miao's article, but I did not include it within my 8-15-2017 posting; as I wanted to save it for the day of August 24th, because that is when the photograph Mathilde is holding (in Miao's image) was taken, in the year 1944.
Re this image in the aforementioned article, Miao states the following;
"In a photo taken in Lyon the day it was liberated from the Germans, Freund is pictured with 10 men whom she risked her life to save. She had the men brought food and water while they hid from the German occupiers. 'It was August 24, 1944,' said Freund. 'I was 24, full of hope that I was going to see my loved ones.' She wore a white suit and skirt, looking cheerful and full of hope. She did not yet know that she would never again see her husband or brother. "
Wednesday, August 23, 2017
I am still in great pain from having a case of plantar fasciitis, a heal spur, and, a tear in my Achilles.
Yesterday my doctor rebuilt my boot cast; and among other things, he recommended I put an icepack on my foot four times a day. He suggested using frozen peas as an icepack, and even though I'm not crazy about applying this coldness to my foot, all I can say is, I'm giving peas a chance.
Tuesday, August 22, 2017
I don't want this Tuesday to pass without announcing another truth for this day of August 22. On this day in 1893, Dorothy Parker, the author, humorist and critic was born. I've written about her in a few entries here on Blogger and if you'd like to reference my posts, please click here. My posts re Parker have to do with subjects related to her quote, "Men never make passes at girls who wear glasses."
Another one of her many quotes is feature in an image atop this entry which is on Twitter, a venue where Parker is trending. The tweet is from Penguin Books.
Hello, and welcome to the fifty-sixth week of my Tuesday's Truths series, since this particular day falls on date after The Great American Total Solar Eclipse, I thought I'd post content about what one can do with their eclipse viewing glasses.
A web-page on Smithsonian, states "Though it's tempting to save them until the next solar eclipse in 2024, (which will cross eastern Canada, the central U.S. and part of Mexico) you must first check with the company to see if the glasses will last. As Cassy Sommer at Staten Island Live reports, some eclipse glasses manufacturers warn that the lenses expire after three years. But according to NASA, if the glasses are compliant with the ISO 12312-2 safety standards, which were adopted in 2015, they should be reusable indefinitely. Just make sure you keep them in a safe spot: Seven years in a junk drawer will likely lead to scratches or abrasions, which can make the glasses dangerous to wear."
As an alternative to saving them in a junk drawer, they have many suggestions, which you can read about by clicking here. Meanwhile, dear reader, if you did get the view the eclipse in any form in person or via streaming, I hope you enjoyed it.
Btw, the image atop this entry is from an article in The New York Times, which I referenced in my entries here on Blogger re the event.
Monday, August 21, 2017
It's finally the day for the much talked about solar event known as The Great American Total Solar Eclipse! By now, everyone has surely heard about the event; and, probably has well laid plans to see either a partial view, or total view of it, depending upon where one lives.
Here on Blogger, my first mention of The Great American Total Solar Eclipse was this past Friday, in an entry where I discussed my concern for the impact this event will have on wildlife. Within that post I included an image from an article published in The New York Times, which discussed this phenomena, and I included an image from that article that is similar in tone to the one atop this posting, which was also taken from their article.
I chose to include this particular picture for a couple of reasons. An obvious one (at least for those who know that I have a passion for birds), is the illustration. However, another reason that I chose it is for the caption associated with it: During a total solar eclipse, this lifeline is temporarily severed. At the moment of totality, a tide of darkness briefly swallows the land.
For it seems, in many respects, a tide of darkness is already swallowing the land.
Sunday, August 20, 2017
The photographs atop this entry features a blue jay alighting on the twisting branches of one of the shrubs growing in my urban garden which is a Avellana corylus (Contorted Hazel Nut). In the image he/she is eyeing a ball-style bird feeder that is nearly empty of the black-oil sunflower seeds which it holds. Blue Jays are known to eat these seeds as evidenced in the photo below, where a blue jay is availing him/herself of black-oil sunflowers seeds which I had placed on a a saucer.
This bird-type also enjoys eating berries, especially blueberries, as evidenced by the next set of images.
And blue jays eat suet, as you can see in the photos directly below.
However (according to WBU-MICH), "if you offered a buffet, their first choice would be peanuts in the shell."
I certainly agree with them on this, for I have offered un-shellled peanuts in a variety of ways, and my efforts have not been lost on this bird type!