FFF ~ Summer?

 

Friday already and time to look back for a week and think about blessings in your life. Thank you Susanne for the reminder to think on good things.

 

1. I’ve had the chance to enjoy summer vicariously in seeing photos like these my niece in California shared. Our daughter Katie is visiting my family and enjoying summer where the sun is shining more consistently than our area. The pictures would be bigger if I was there but remember this is a vicarious little experience with the sun and beach and summer…

2. On the same vein…I’m thankful our daughter has been able to spend time with my mother and father while she’s been in California. The girls went to my mom’s for brunch yesterday and my parents were so happy to feed them and enjoy their company. They all spent Father’s Day together around a meal, too.

 

3. I am enjoying all the birds and their songs early in the morning. I was happy to see my little hummingbird friends return just outside the window where I sit at my computer…

 

4. SOUNDERS! Last night I was at the Seattle Sounders game against the New York Red Bulls. What a great game it was. We went up by 2 goals and N.Y. tied up the game with 2 goals and we finally won with two more goals by Roger Levesque. Did I lose you? The final score was Seattle 4 ~ N.Y. 2! A happy night at the stadium.

 

5. Last Friday night Dear and I picked up a couple of long time family friends of ours who happened to be in Seattle to embark on a cruise to Alaska. We went to one of our favorite restaurants and enjoyed a rare for this year sunny evening. These gals are my brother in laws sisters and we grew up in the same Russian community in the Los Angeles area. After they married, Laura and her husband settled in Canada and Ruth and her husband settled in Michigan. It was good to see them and enjoy a good meal together.

I think I can speak for the majority of us here in the Great Northwest and say that we are really looking forward to more nights like these around here….

 

What were the highlights of your week? Are you experiencing summer yet in your neck of the woods?

Tomorrow Dear and I are headed out on a little adventure. I enjoy planning these little day trips. Hope you have a good weekend…

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Thomas Jefferson Memorial

Have you noticed when playing the Alphabe-Thursday Meme how fast the weeks fly? We are already on the letter J. Thank you to our hostess Jenny for a good reason to remember our ABC’s. J is for Jenny and for the Thomas Jefferson Memorial.

 

Thomas Jefferson

 

In the thick of party conflict in 1800, Thomas Jefferson wrote in a private letter, “I have sworn upon the altar of God eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man.”

 

This powerful advocate of liberty was born in 1743 in Albemarle County, Virginia, inheriting from his father, a planter and surveyor, some 5,000 acres of land, and from his mother, a Randolph, high social standing. He studied at the College of William and Mary, then read law. In 1772 he married Martha Wayles Skelton, a widow, and took her to live in his partly constructed mountaintop home, Monticello.

Freckled and sandy-haired, rather tall and awkward, Jefferson was eloquent as a correspondent, but he was no public speaker. In the Virginia House of Burgesses and the Continental Congress, he contributed his pen rather than his voice to the patriot cause. As the “silent member” of the Congress, Jefferson, at 33, drafted the Declaration of Independence. In years following he labored to make its words a reality in Virginia. Most notably, he wrote a bill establishing religious freedom, enacted in 1786.

 

 

 

My Dear, who takes the time to read things when we visit monuments or museums.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hope your first week of summer is starting off well. June will be over before we know it! Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to comment.

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Folk Art ~ We the People…

 

Can you read this? Isn’t it clever? This was in the National Portrait Gallery in Washington D.C.

This was one of my favorite museums to visit in Washington D.C. The truth of the matter, is my favorite museums and places to visit were ones that weren’t over the top noisy and filled with 20 or more school tour groups. Loud, out of control, disrespectful groups especially at Memorials were very disappointing and distracting. I was a school teacher and I do enjoy children but there was nothing in some of their behavior that needed to be enjoyed. This was my least favorite thing about Washington D.C. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.

Yesterday was a glorious sunny day here in the Seattle area. I pulled a lot of weeds and cleaned up some planters. Today I’ll be mowing the lawn. Hope your day is good…

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Summertime…

Happy Summer to You!

We have sunshine, woohoo!

 

 

This is from the 50’s at Big Bear in the San Bernardino Mountains,  Southern California. The three families represented here are all Russian immigrants who arrived in the U.S.A. in the late 40’s.  I’m the one with the buster brown haircut sitting on the table. At this point I was the youngest in our family. Our next 4 siblings were born in 1958, 1959 and twins in 1963.

To celebrate the first day of summer I’ll be out in the yard mowing and pulling weeds…not camping.

What are you doing?

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Photo Shoot Monday ~ Night Photography

 

This weeks photo challenge from Carly at Ellipsis is Night Photography. I’m sharing some of my Washington D.C. Moonlight Tour photos.

 

 

This can be considered dusk as well as the next photo.

 

 

 

 

Now for a flashback…

 

Our daughter Katie at night outside a Seattle restaurant after celebrating the completion of her degree. This next photo shows her backdrop.

 

Thanks Carly for the prompt.

To everyone who visits here I’d like you to know I appreciate it and the kind comments you leave. Today I’m enjoying the after effects of a relaxation massage my kids gifted me with on my 60th birthday last March. Tomorrow is the first day of summer and we’re still waiting for Spring around here. We are hoping for a good stretch of sunshine soon! Blessings!

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Palisade and Platz…

 

On Friday afternoon Dear and I drove into downtown to pick up two of my brother-in-law’s sisters who arrived in Seattle to go on an Alaskan cruise. One of the sisters is from Michigan and the other is from Canada. We were able to get early reservations at Palisade Restaurant. The waterfront restaurant is beautiful with some wonderful views. Friday was a very nice day in the Pacific Northwest and it was a great evening to be out in Seattle.

 

We had a nice time catching up with some news about each other. The last time we were together was in California two years ago at their mother’s funeral. In the 70’s we made a few visits to Michigan and stayed with Ruth and her late husband Peter at their lakefront home.

 

I was inspired by Charlotte’s post for Easy Platz last Friday. My mother got very creative and made cantaloupe jam and gifted us with some at Christmas. When I saw Charlotte’s recipe I decided to try making it with my mom’s cantaloupe jam. It turned out real good. If you need a last minute treat this recipe is easy and delicious.

 

Even though we were under the weather this weekend Dear and I got a lot done around this old house. I’m happy to say my living room is the cleanest it’s been in at least 6 years. The windows and screens are clean, the window coverings are dusted and washed, the furniture was moved and all the carpeting and sills etc. were vacuumed and everything is dusted. Now it’s a double joy to sit in there in the morning and have my devotions looking out the clean windows. Tomorrow I’m using a gift card that I got for my birthday back in March for a massage. I’m looking forward to an hour of pampering. Thank you to Josh and Laura for the gift.

Hope your new week goes well…

To see more mosaics or to join in visit Mary at Little Red House.

 

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My Father Knows ~ Hymn

My Father Knows

I know my heavenly Father knows
The storms that would my way oppose;
But He can drive the clouds away,
And turn the darkness into day.

I know my heavenly Father knows
The balm I need to soothe my woes;
And with His touch of love divine
He heals this wounded heart of mine.

I know my heavenly Father knows
How frail I am to meet my foes;
But He my cause will ever defend,
Uphold and keep me to the end.

I know my heavenly Father knows
The hour my journey here will close;
And may that hour, O faithful Guide,
Find me safe sheltered by Thy side.

Words: Sarepta M.I. Henry, 1897.

My heavenly Father is good and has been good to me and I’m grateful that I can depend on Him. My earthly father has been faithful and true to his family, too. I thank God for him. My pop turned 88 in May. Happy Father’s Day Pop!

Taking a Couple Days Off…

 

 

I’ve had a busy week with some extra responsibilities and find the need to take a couple day breather. I’ll be back with the Sunday Hymn. Hopefully my scratchy throat isn’t going to move on to anything worse.

Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.

Hope you have a good weekend.

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Icons from Russia ~ Hillwood Museum

We are already up to the letter I in Jenny’s Alphabe-Thursday. Thank you Jenny for hosting.

This long post is a series of photos and information about Marjorie Merriweather Post’s amazing collection of Russian treasures including Icons from the Russian Orthodox Church. Mrs. Post’s collection was very interesting to me because of my Russian heritage. Both of my parents were born in Russia. My parents and their families were not Orthodox, although they have many Orthodox friends. I still find these treasures fascinating.

 

Icon artists are not expected to be original, but instead replicate an “original” image as faithfully as they can. Therefore, it may seem that icons are repetitive. However, each work of art differs subtly from one to the next. Each generation of iconographers contributes to the steady and subtle development of the genre. Each geographical area, each era and each monastery has a distinctive style.

 

Russians sometimes speak of an icon as having been “written”, because in the Russian language (like Greek, but unlike English) the same word (pisat’, писать in Russian) means both to paint and to write. Icons are considered to be the Gospel in paint, and therefore careful attention is paid to ensure that the Gospel is faithfully and accurately conveyed.

 

Russian icons are typically paintings on wood, often small, though some in churches and monasteries may be much larger. Some Russian icons were made of copper. Many religious homes in Russia have icons hanging on the wall in the krasny ugol, the “red” or “beautiful” corner.

 

Mrs. Post has some four hundred objects in her Icon Room including creations by Carl Faberge, the celebrated jeweler to Russia’s imperial rulers. The icons and chalices represent the types of objects Mrs. Post acquired through government-sponsored storeroom sales and commission shops in the Soviet Union. She bought them during a period in the 1930’s, when the Soviet government sought to sell imperial treasures to raise hard currency to finance its industrialization program.

 

 

Notable among Mrs. Post’s eighty pieces of Faberge objects are two imperial Easter eggs.

 

Both eggs were gifts from Russia’s last tsar, Nicholas II, to his mother, Maria Fedorovna. Nicholas’ father, Alexander III, had begun the Romanov family practice of presenting specially commissioned Easter eggs to loved ones in 1885. The tradition endured for more than thirty years and yielded in excess of fifty eggs.

 

The stunning, midnight blue Twelve monograms Easter Egg is decorated with the Cyrillic initials AIII, for Alexander III, and MF, for his wife. Maria received this egg in 1895 as the first of many eggs Nicholas would give her following his father’s death.

 

Nicholas presented his mother with the pink Catherine the Great Easter Egg in 1914. This egg’s pink and white cameo-like medallions bear scenes fo the arts and sciences. Cherubs representing the four seasons adorn the smaller ovals. Between the panels in raised gold are musical instruments. This egg was named for Catherine the Great because of the marvelous “surprise” it once held inside – a miniature figure of the empress. The surprise, revealed by opening the top of the egg, was lost long ago.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Among the ceremonial objects on view are icons created for the veneration of saints, elaborate chalices used for communion, and ornate textiles, including vestments, or priest’ robes, chalice covers, and altar cloths.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m really in awe of Mrs. Post’s collections and her foresight in collecting and preserving these amazing treasures.

Remember if you are ever in Washington D.C. put Hillwood Estate, Museum and Gardens on your list of places to visit.

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Around the Yard…

 

Tuesday was a busy day around my little domain. Favors given and orders picked up. Emails sent and received. My main goal for the day was to mow the lawn. After that was accomplished I started dinner. We ate dinner which is an early experience here. Now we three are sitting with our feet up and watching (for the first time) The King’s Speech. Yes, we are the last people in the world to watch The King’s Speech!  Here we sit exclaimingit’s Darcy, it’s Elizabeth Bennett, it’s Mr. Collins! It’s a Pride and Prejudice Reunion!!

What does all this have to do with my mosaic you might ask? Well nothing except if you know me and my blog I am compelled to share at least one nice photo a day. These Azalea blooms, a rhododendron bloom, and the pears on our tree just showing themselves were the subjects that called out to my camera on a recent turn about the yard.

Hope your Wednesday is going well.

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