Odd Sign Shot for Monday

I've been saving this odd sign shot for a lazy afternoon. This afternoon is about as lazy as any other. I will stay on this side of the fence no matter.

Sunday's Psalm--Sixth Sunday of Easter

Let all the earth cry out to God with joy.

Shout joyfully to God, all the earth,
sing praise to the glory of his name;
   proclaim his glorious praise.
Say to God, “How tremendous are your deeds!”

Let all the earth cry out to God with joy.

“Let all on earth worship and sing praise to you,
sing praise to your name!”
Come and see the works of God,
his tremendous deeds among the children of Adam.

Let all the earth cry out to God with joy.

He has changed the sea into dry land;
through the river they passed on foot;

therefore let us rejoice in him.
He rules by his might forever.

 

Let all the earth cry out to God with joy.

Hear now, all you who fear God, while I declare
what he has done for me.
Blessed be God who refused me not
my prayer or his kindness!

Let all the earth cry out to God with joy.

 

from Psalm 66

Robert gathers the links of those illustrating Psalms each Sunday.

 You will find them at Daily Athens.

Skywatching took my breath away.

I couldn't find a place to pull over soon enough--and when I did, other drivers with cameras pulled in behind us.

Skywatch is here.

Conversations

When I visit a fabric store the conversation at the cutting table often revolves around what am I going to do with whatever it is that is being cut. Depending on the store and how well they know me, what I am making sometimes brings about quite a bit of conversation.

Cutters find the fact that I am making blocks to swap with a couple dozen other quilters quite fascinating. They are amazed that I might make a quilt for a baby on the way half around the world. Some chuckle if I am buying something with no thought to what I might make of it.

They seem to think it exciting that I am making a quilt to fundraise for cancer. They are not sure what to think of making quilts for wounded soldiers. Sometimes customers in quilt shops are really caught up in their projects and can't imagine doing any charity quilts, much less as many of them as many of my friends do.

It is something to talk about.

But today was a conversation stopper.

While cutting my piece of gold satin, the cutter asked what I was making.

I answered--a funeral pall.

Pretty much stopped the conversation.

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When we drove up to the audiologist's office and parked next to another silver Subaru Forester, I told hubby someone would come out soon and wonder what I was doing in his car. Hubby went in to get his aid serviced and I sat reading. Pretty soon I looked up and a strange man was opening the passenger side door.  Quite startled when a strange woman said--"nope! Next one over." I looked across and his wife was laughing hilariously. Soon all three of us were.

ABC Wednesday--S is for

Spaghetti !

which I am cooking for about 125 people tomorrow--ABCWednesdayS.

I will add pictures after dinner.

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ABC Wednesday is here.

Oops! Guess what?While preparing spaghetti for over 100, you don't think about the camera in the bag. The sauce was perfect and I cooked too much pasta. I think I used every pot in the church kitchen.

Anachronism

My Odd Shot for This Week

I usually have my Odd Shot up earlier on Sunday afternoon, but since it really is Odd Shots on Monday, you will have to give me some leeway here. And after all, I am the Odd Shots Boss.

We went on a picnic this afternoon and a drive and just got back a little bit ago. On the way towards Bickleton from Goldendale, after we passed through Cleveland this old farmsite against the backdrop of the wind turbines fascinated me.

Now, I must assume that you have not heard of these places--though each has its fame. Goldendale is a small town (population just under 4000) and the site of the largest telescope available for public viewing. You don't have to be a scientist to just go to the Goldendale Observatory and take your turn looking at stuff. Regular folks do it, Boy Scout troops, school classes, etc. Lots of fun exhibits aswell. Goldendale  also lays claim to the Maryhill Museum just down the road and Stonehenge.

Really. Look it up.

 Bickleton is famous for its Bluebird Trail--birdhouses along the roads and lanes in the countryside around the town invite the colorful creatures to nest there. And colorful!!! Too quick to get a picture but the brilliance of the blue was darting here there and everywhere as we came through the area. Bickleton is also famous (if you are old enough to remember and from around here) for having its entire graduating class one year in the late eighties appear on The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson. Yes, all seven of them. All boys. And Johnny invited them back to meet a class of seven young ladies from a school in Nebraska. Thirty years ago when we visited Bickleton the population sign at the edge of town said 90. The same sign is still there--or one just like it.

Cleveland boasts the oldest rodeo in the state-- and a carousel which is over 100 years old and completely refurbished at the rodeo grounds. The population is 20.

What did you find odd in your world this week?

Sunday's Psalm--5th Sunday of Easter

Lord, let your mercy be on us, as we place our trust in you.

 

Exult, you just, in the LORD;

praise from the upright is fitting.

Give thanks to the LORD on the harp;

with the ten-stringed lyre chant his praises.

 

 

 

Lord, let your mercy be on us, as we place our trust in you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Upright is the word of the LORD,

 

and all his works are trustworthy.

 

He loves justice and right;

 

of the kindness of the LORD the earth is full.

 

 

 

 

 Lord, let your mercy be on us, as we place our trust in you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

See, the eyes of the LORD are upon those who fear him,

 

upon those who hope for his kindness,

 

To deliver them from death

 

and preserve them in spite of famine.

 

 

Lord,

 let your mercy be on us

, as we place our trust in you.

 

 

 

from Psalm 33

 

Gatekeeper--at work!

So we are at the doctor's office--a very busy regional specialist with several doctors, many nurses, three receptionist stations at the desk and a lot going on. We were a bit early for an appointment with the nurse to go over some information and instructions, and it was still the lunch hour.

A man came to the desk and asked to speak with Dr. J. That's my hubby's doc. I wasn't eavesdropping, really I wasn't, but I couldn't help but hear the exchange. It went something like this.

She is not in her office right now.

I just want to speak with her for a minute.

She has a full schedule of appointments this afternoon.

I just need to speak with her for a moment.

She will be back in her office....

Can I speak with her now just for a moment?

After a few variations of this the receptionist was a bit worn down and asked?

And you are?


And he replied--


HER HUSBAND!

The receptionist then sent him downstairs to the lunchroom.

ABC-R

R is for Rainier.

Known to local tribes as Tahoma, Mt. Rainier's name was given it by George Vancouver who named it for a friend who never came near the area.

ABC Wednesday is HERE.

Psalm 42:3

Athirst is my soul for God, the living God.

Lock up your garbage--Odd Shot for Monday

Being country bumpkins, when we visit large cities we often find things that are definitely odd to us, though pretty normal to those who make their homes there. Like locking up your garbage.

Ours here--in very similar containers--might be bothered occasionally by a stray dog, but never so much that it would warrant these efforts. Things are much more casual in the country.  In fact, our garbage man will go behind the gate and get the can if we forget to put it out by the road. If we are to be gone over the week, we must remember to ask him not to do that, as the extra courtesy does not extend to returning the can to the back--and a garbage can  by the road for days on end is a definite security problem.

And yard waste?  yes, I understand in the suburbs to separate it from other stuff, but what yard waste is there in this concrete jungle?

What did you discover that was odd this week? You might find what I've been posting over at 365 during the last week to be odd. Some really fun stuff from our city jaunt.

Sunday's Psalm--Fourth Sunday of Easter

 The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.

The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.

In verdant pastures he gives me repose;

beside restful waters he leads me;

he refreshes my soul.

The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.

He guides me in right paths for his name’s sake.

With your rod and your staff

that give me courage.

 The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.

You spread the table before me

in the sight of my foes;

you anoint my head with oil;

my cup overflows.

The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.

Only goodness and kindness follow me

all the days of my life;

and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD

for years to come.

The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.

from Psalm 23

Psalm 117: 2

Working

While we were in Seattle last weekend, we visited the Fremont neighborhood and the Fremont Sunday Market, where we saw some interesting things for sale. Vendors doing their jobs, so this is my first Thursday Men (and Women) Working post for quite some time.

So, if you are wondering who is working here, the young woman at the left is taking orders for food being cooked inside that amazing pigmobile's kitchen.

Here are a couple more workers--LOL--vendors of not sure what--taking a break.

Fremont is a rather interesting neighborhood, always known for something unique even when we lived in Seattle years ago.  The picture in my current header is a sculpture in the area called "Waiting for the Interurban" enhanced by folks who like to dress the figures, and joined by my son, DIL, and hubby.

And Fremont's troll has been hanging out this week at my blog 365 No Themes No Memes.

ABC -- Q

After temporarily abandoning my ABC quilt project to hopefully pick up where I left off next round, we come to the letter Q. What could I post but a quilt. This one was made by my grandmother for my brother Don. I do not know the name of the pattern.

You can find other ABC Wednesday posts listed here--even ones posted on Thursday.

Odd Shots--don't think I can make it that day, let's change it.

Flaunting the rules with an image not from my own camera.

So I was checking something on an online calendar the other day and it just didn't seem right. Took me some time to figure it out. Maybe it was time travel? I can imagine that would have to be worked out in short bits to start with--like a day or so.

Sunday's Psalm--Third Sunday of Easter

Lord, you will show us the path of life.

Keep me, O God, for in you I take refuge;
I say to the LORD, “My Lord are you.”
O LORD, my allotted portion and my cup,
you it is who hold fast my lot.

Lord, you will show us the path of life.

I bless the LORD who counsels me;
even in the night my heart exhorts me.
I set the LORD ever before me;
with him at my right hand I shall not be disturbed.

Lord, you will show us the path of life.

Therefore my heart is glad and my soul rejoices,
my body, too, abides in confidence;
because you will not abandon my soul to the netherworld,
nor will you suffer your faithful one to undergo corruption.

Lord, you will show us the path of life.

from Psalm 16

Connect to other illustrated psalms on Sundays at Robert's challenge on Athens Daily Photo.

Psalm 27:1

The LORD is my light and my salvation;
whom should I fear?

Oh, Phooey! ABC Wednesday catch-up--O and P

I haven't given up my quest for the perfect collection of ABC quilt blocks, but life has thrown an obstacle course in the path these last few weeks. In an already ordinarily super busy time of the year in my volunteer year at church, we have the added "pleasure" of a multitude of doctor visits, a hospital stay of a week, and a less than ideal diagnosis for my dear husband. I have added the duties of chauffeur and a number of his usual errands to my routine. Last night I mowed the lawn. I've even taken over cooking dinner and grocery shopping again--these are things he has done almost exclusively since his retirement.

As this can be expected to continue while the docs put together and implement a treatment plan and his  energies and enthusiasm are restored, I will return to the quilt blocks in the next ABC round. For now, let's see what O and P I can find in my photo archives to keep in the round. How about these?:



Overpass from under
Aurora Bridge, Seattle

 

Purple iris in my garden.

 

ABC Wednesday, Round 8

Psalm 34:3

Glorify the LORD with me,

let us together extol his name.

Psalm 19: 2-3

The heavens declare the glory of God;

and the firmament proclaims his handiwork.

Day pours out the word to day;

and night to night imparts knowledge.

I should have an Odd Shot up here now.

Maybe I will have one to post later. In the meantime, here is a linkie for yours.




I went back into my files to find this creepy character from a couple of summers ago. Close in--wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alley if I was that size.