Saturday, August 13, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
My Collection of Collections
Late last year on the Withywindle Blog, I posted about artist Lisa Congdon's project 'A Collection A Day', in which she posted to her blog 365 different collections that she had accumulated over time. She has since come out with a book photographing her efforts, which you can find here.
Her project inspired me to take a closer look at my own collections, and to consider why I have them. In the process some questions came up. What constitutes a collection? Is it number or intention? Is there a critical mass at which a collection is (or isn't)? Some of my collections happened accidentally, others are very small, but quite intentional. And some of my accidental collections only started out that way, and later became intentional. Also, when does something qualify as vintage? What about antique (I have a good sense when it comes to cars and books, but not other objects)? I've had to guess or use my best judgement on these questions, often reffering to the 'Collection A Day' project for reference.
So here's the collection list. Many - particularly the books and related ephemera - are part of larger collections (which I've noted). The few photos I have at the moment I've included below.
Book Collections:
Stephen King & related
Arkham House titles
Natural History books
Field Guides - vintage and modern
Coyote ecology and mythology
Signed/inscribed
Antique
Postcards:
Animals
Promotional
Artistic/unusual
Vintage
Bookmarks
Admission tickets (concerts, plays, etc.)
Horse figurines
Dragons
Tea canisters/tins
Pottery
Bowls
Cups/goblets
Plates
Teapots
Woven baskets
Signs (mostly photographed)
Tarot card decks
Musical instruments
Decks of playing cards
Non-board games
Dice
Tree, plant & leaf galls
Animal scat (preserved/dried - I know it's still gross. I'm a naturalist, I can't help it)
Bird feathers
Stones/rocks
Tumbled/polished gemstones
Landscape art (paintings/drawings/photography) by small/local artists
Wild bird photographs (taken by Obo)
Her project inspired me to take a closer look at my own collections, and to consider why I have them. In the process some questions came up. What constitutes a collection? Is it number or intention? Is there a critical mass at which a collection is (or isn't)? Some of my collections happened accidentally, others are very small, but quite intentional. And some of my accidental collections only started out that way, and later became intentional. Also, when does something qualify as vintage? What about antique (I have a good sense when it comes to cars and books, but not other objects)? I've had to guess or use my best judgement on these questions, often reffering to the 'Collection A Day' project for reference.
So here's the collection list. Many - particularly the books and related ephemera - are part of larger collections (which I've noted). The few photos I have at the moment I've included below.
Book Collections:
Stephen King & related
Arkham House titles
Natural History books
Field Guides - vintage and modern
Coyote ecology and mythology
Signed/inscribed
Antique
Postcards:
Animals
Promotional
Artistic/unusual
Vintage
Bookmarks
Admission tickets (concerts, plays, etc.)
Business cards
Stamps
Currency
US Coins
Foreign coins
US & foreign bills
Maps
Buttons
Name badges
Shoulder bags
Beaded/charm braceletsHorse figurines
Dragons
Tea canisters/tins
Pottery
Bowls
Cups/goblets
Plates
Teapots
Woven baskets
Signs (mostly photographed)
Tarot card decks
Musical instruments
Decks of playing cards
Non-board games
Dice
Tree, plant & leaf galls
Animal scat (preserved/dried - I know it's still gross. I'm a naturalist, I can't help it)
Bird feathers
Stones/rocks
Tumbled/polished gemstones
Landscape art (paintings/drawings/photography) by small/local artists
Wild bird photographs (taken by Obo)
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| Admission Tickets (partial collection) |
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| Bookmarks (partial collection) |
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| NYC Subway sign, part of sign collection |
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| Another part of the sign collection |
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Spring Beginnings
Cross-posted at the Withywindle Blog
A few weeks ago the bird calls in our yard started increasing, much to my delight. Mourning Doves have made an appearance along with Hairy Woodpeckers and American Robins, and the 'phoebe' song of the Black-Capped Chickadee is becoming more common. Although none of these birds migrate during the winter, the longer days and (slightly) warmer temps have prompted the early beginnings of breeding season, and their presence is much more conspicuous now.
I love how, in the dreariest part of winter, you can find signs of spring if you're paying attention. A walk through the woods on our property at work on a warm February day revealed a number of insects moving about and an increase in water movement in the brook. And when those warm temps (50F) stayed for a few days, buds on the maple trees began to swell.
On a trip to Florida last week, I heard my first Barred Owl of the season, and yesterday heard two more - one at work, and one at home. I love owls - their call gives me comfort that the wild is never far from my door. The spring equinox - Ostara - is just a few weeks away, and we will celebrate it's wet, muddy arrival with much joy (and seedlings in the kitchen).
A few weeks ago the bird calls in our yard started increasing, much to my delight. Mourning Doves have made an appearance along with Hairy Woodpeckers and American Robins, and the 'phoebe' song of the Black-Capped Chickadee is becoming more common. Although none of these birds migrate during the winter, the longer days and (slightly) warmer temps have prompted the early beginnings of breeding season, and their presence is much more conspicuous now.
I love how, in the dreariest part of winter, you can find signs of spring if you're paying attention. A walk through the woods on our property at work on a warm February day revealed a number of insects moving about and an increase in water movement in the brook. And when those warm temps (50F) stayed for a few days, buds on the maple trees began to swell.
On a trip to Florida last week, I heard my first Barred Owl of the season, and yesterday heard two more - one at work, and one at home. I love owls - their call gives me comfort that the wild is never far from my door. The spring equinox - Ostara - is just a few weeks away, and we will celebrate it's wet, muddy arrival with much joy (and seedlings in the kitchen).
Friday, November 19, 2010
Our Last Chance Pup
Our newest family member came home this past Saturday: we adopted a puppy from Alabama! A beautiful 8 month-old German Shepherd we've named Freya. Finding her was a bit serendipitous; I sent our a fairly random email to a rescue organization up in New Hampshire (Loyal Hearts Puppy Rescue), inquiring about whether they had any young Shepherds available for adoption (it was one of several inquiries I sent out that week). I received a response telling me that they didn't have any Shepherds within their network, but knew of one in Alabama at a kill shelter. She was due to get euthanized in just a few days. They sent two pictures, and I fell in love with her right away - what a cutie!!!
With the understanding that we needed a dog who wasn't going to be aggressive with young children, they pulled her from the shelter, and put her in quarantine/foster care until she could be vaccinated, spayed and transported up here. Her foster mom reported that she was super sweet and mellow, and everyone who worked with her was falling in love with her. Researching her travel up here opened my eyes to a whole industry that revolves around rescuing dogs from the south and bringing them up to New England to foster and adoptive families. In fact, an 8-week TV documentary was made about the transport company (PETS) the rescue agency used to bring Freya up here - it was called Last Chance Highway, and documented the owners and workers of PETS and some of the animals and families they helped bring together.
Freya left Alabama on a Thursday morning, and arrived in Connecticut on Saturday afternoon. We were so excited to go meet her transport and see Freya for the first time!! R. could hardly stand the wait once we arrived at the meeting point, and I completely shared his excitement and impatience (although I took a more stoic Mom role for most of it). As soon as we met her, I think we all (including Freya) knew that this was the right fit all the way around. She has settled into our home and our hearts with lightening speed. How could she know, after only being with us for a few hours that she was in her forever home? Walking her that evening I took a fall and she bolted away, getting the leash out of my hand. I had a stab of real fear - we live on a busy road, and there was no telling where this dog, completely away from anything familiar, might go. But all she did was run back to our door and then look back at me. I called to her and she came running to me, huddling at my feet with her tail wagging. Freya knew she was home.
With the understanding that we needed a dog who wasn't going to be aggressive with young children, they pulled her from the shelter, and put her in quarantine/foster care until she could be vaccinated, spayed and transported up here. Her foster mom reported that she was super sweet and mellow, and everyone who worked with her was falling in love with her. Researching her travel up here opened my eyes to a whole industry that revolves around rescuing dogs from the south and bringing them up to New England to foster and adoptive families. In fact, an 8-week TV documentary was made about the transport company (PETS) the rescue agency used to bring Freya up here - it was called Last Chance Highway, and documented the owners and workers of PETS and some of the animals and families they helped bring together.
Freya left Alabama on a Thursday morning, and arrived in Connecticut on Saturday afternoon. We were so excited to go meet her transport and see Freya for the first time!! R. could hardly stand the wait once we arrived at the meeting point, and I completely shared his excitement and impatience (although I took a more stoic Mom role for most of it). As soon as we met her, I think we all (including Freya) knew that this was the right fit all the way around. She has settled into our home and our hearts with lightening speed. How could she know, after only being with us for a few hours that she was in her forever home? Walking her that evening I took a fall and she bolted away, getting the leash out of my hand. I had a stab of real fear - we live on a busy road, and there was no telling where this dog, completely away from anything familiar, might go. But all she did was run back to our door and then look back at me. I called to her and she came running to me, huddling at my feet with her tail wagging. Freya knew she was home.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Baby Nick-Names
R. was my little pea, but A. is my little bean. Don't know why, but so it is. They are both my pumpkins (still and always) and each (were or are) my kidlits. A. is also 'A-bug' and 'A-bear'. Babies are just so darn cuddly!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Herb Harvesting and Random Nature Notes
Went to my family's house in the Catskills for a few days, and harvested coltsfoot for a cough I can't get rid of. This is my first time harvesting and using fresh herbs, so still researching... will also get in touch with an herbalist friend of mine to check in about this.
Bummed that we missed the Elder Faith's Beltane celebration on Saturday... such a beautiful day, but we really needed to get on the road. As it was, it took us over 6 hours to get out to the cabin. Totally worth it though... (always is).
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Random nature notes from today's short walk at work:
Bummed that we missed the Elder Faith's Beltane celebration on Saturday... such a beautiful day, but we really needed to get on the road. As it was, it took us over 6 hours to get out to the cabin. Totally worth it though... (always is).
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Random nature notes from today's short walk at work:
- Saw and heard my first sharp-shinned hawk of the season
- Really strong wind makes me feel small and insignificant (am I the only person who feels this way?)
- Heard a red-wing black bird calling the end of it's 'konk-la-ree' call (which would just be the 'ree' part, I suppose) over and over again on the course, despite all the wind and blowing trees
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Blog for the 2010 NEEEA Conference in Vermont
The 2010 NEEEA Conference is being held in VT this year (the conference rotates through the 6 New England states - it's in MA next year!!), and although that's cool enough all by itself, the folks in Vermont are planning all kinds of really great stuff for this year's conference. They've got a conference blog at: 2010designourfuture.blogspot.com; it's a great way to stay in touch with what's going on with the conference - check it out!!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
A Snapshot of Our Lives Away From Work
Cross-posted at the Withywindle Blog
Regardless of your religious observance (or lack there of), holidays are about taking time away from the everyday to be with friends and family. This Easter we had an unexpected dinner at our house as my in-laws (who's house we normally would have had dinner at) were away at the last minute. I had a moment yesterday of perfect contentment and found some time to jot it down:
It’s afternoon, and I am standing at the counter making a spinach casserole. I am wearing our infant son in a front pack as I drain the spinach and mix the other ingredients. The baby is asleep, and I occasionally peer down at him and kiss his head. I put a ham in the oven a few hours earlier, and now it fills the kitchen with its good smell. On our table in the corner filled with windows is a blue and white flowered table cloth, and later we will set it with my grandmother’s china, and my step-mother’s crystal glasses. It is warm and sunny outside, and fresh air and sunshine pervade our farm-style kitchen.
Our older son is playing in our back yard with his cousin. My husband and his sister and her husband are outside supervising the boys, but really doing more conversing while the kids work out their own play. Later they will (with a small suggestion from me) discover the joy of climbing the big rock in our yard, and I know that it will be a large part of son's playscape for the years that we remain in this house.
I am deeply content. I love the sounds of the children in the yard, and although my back aches a bit, also love the feel of my small son resting against my body. I can hear him breathe, and am comfortably warmed by his body. I am aware of how much I love cooking for my family, caring for my children, and being a mother. I am pleased that we are able to have our extended family in our house for this Easter dinner, even though we celebrated our own holiday two weeks ago. Before we start our meal we will give thanks and recognize both the Easter holiday, and the celebration of spring.
Regardless of your religious observance (or lack there of), holidays are about taking time away from the everyday to be with friends and family. This Easter we had an unexpected dinner at our house as my in-laws (who's house we normally would have had dinner at) were away at the last minute. I had a moment yesterday of perfect contentment and found some time to jot it down:
It’s afternoon, and I am standing at the counter making a spinach casserole. I am wearing our infant son in a front pack as I drain the spinach and mix the other ingredients. The baby is asleep, and I occasionally peer down at him and kiss his head. I put a ham in the oven a few hours earlier, and now it fills the kitchen with its good smell. On our table in the corner filled with windows is a blue and white flowered table cloth, and later we will set it with my grandmother’s china, and my step-mother’s crystal glasses. It is warm and sunny outside, and fresh air and sunshine pervade our farm-style kitchen.
Our older son is playing in our back yard with his cousin. My husband and his sister and her husband are outside supervising the boys, but really doing more conversing while the kids work out their own play. Later they will (with a small suggestion from me) discover the joy of climbing the big rock in our yard, and I know that it will be a large part of son's playscape for the years that we remain in this house.
I am deeply content. I love the sounds of the children in the yard, and although my back aches a bit, also love the feel of my small son resting against my body. I can hear him breathe, and am comfortably warmed by his body. I am aware of how much I love cooking for my family, caring for my children, and being a mother. I am pleased that we are able to have our extended family in our house for this Easter dinner, even though we celebrated our own holiday two weeks ago. Before we start our meal we will give thanks and recognize both the Easter holiday, and the celebration of spring.
NaBloPoMo for April
I've decided to undertake NaBloPoMo for the month of April, but will mostly be posting on the Withywindle Blog, with a few cross-posts here. Happy Spring!!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Weird Science - A List of Pecular Lists
Cross-posted at Withywindle Blog.
The site How Stuff Works (new to me) has a really interesting compilation of facts and articles, many of which are sorted into 'top ten (or five, in some cases)' lists. I think I could spend quite a bit of time sorting through all their info, but here's a quick list of some of their weirder lists that I discovered on my first foray:
The site How Stuff Works (new to me) has a really interesting compilation of facts and articles, many of which are sorted into 'top ten (or five, in some cases)' lists. I think I could spend quite a bit of time sorting through all their info, but here's a quick list of some of their weirder lists that I discovered on my first foray:
- 5 Strange Things in the Smithsonian's Collection (includes some macabre presidential artifacts and a chunk of Rt. 66)
- Top 5 Ghost Tours (world-wide; 3 in Europe, 2 on the east coast of the US)
- 5 Lost Cities
- 4 Paranormal and Other Strange Roadside Attractions (I'm particularly diggin' the museum in Louisiana)
- Top 5 Worst Corporate Icebreakers
- 5 Wacky Small Town Festivals (Festival of Near Death Experiences, or Headless Chicken Festival anyone?)
- Top 5 Unsolved Brain Mysteries (Nature vs. nurture, the mysteries of sleep and more)
- 5 Modern Abandoned Cities
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