A Shirt to Dye For

The t-shirt I dyed in this morning's natural dye workshop. Fortunately, I took two shirts. An out-of-town family came. Since they registered at the last minute, they did not know to bring a shirt or other item to dye. I gave them the smaller of my two shirts for their daughter. Since the power was out from last night's storm, we dyed without hot dye pots, meaning that the dye might or might not still be there once I finish the process here.

I'm taking a natural dyes workshop tomorrow morning. By this time tomorrow, one of these shirts will have been dyed using plant materials. I tell you, if we survive the zombie apocalypse, we'll at least be able to dye whatever clothes we can save.

Change Happens

Unlike a lot of people, I use cash instead of plastic for most of my shopping, which gives me change that goes into a jar and, later, the bank. On Tuesday, the change from CVS included a shiny new penny from the Republic of Trinidad and Tobago. Today, my change from Kroger included not the three quarters it should have, but two quarters and one Australian dime. The husband suggested that perhaps the travel gods are suggesting we go to Trinidad and Tobago since we've been to Australia. I think I'd rather go back to Oz than hit the Caribbean right now.

Birthday Greetings

I got a birthday card from my older brother today. It made me almost deliriously happy when he said I was one of the most youthful 56-year-olds he knows. Thanks, Jon!

The Protest Missed

The university's president was reinstated today. I might have been at the vigil accompanying the board meeting, but was instead at the vet with the family dog. She did something to her paw and finished the last third of our walk on three legs. By the time I got her to the vet, everything seemed fine, darn it! But at least I did my duty as the nurturer of the family and got it checked.

A World in a Marble

My friend the art teacher brought an early birthday present to me over the weekend, the marble I'm holding in my hand here. Her son the glassblower made it. It's like an incredibly beautiful world in a marble, and I love it.

Keep Calm and Rally On

There was a "rally for honor" today in support of reinstating the university's deposed president. The governing board will meet on Tuesday and has been told by the governor to make a final decision or resign the next day. Yes, there's another rally planned billed as a "vigil" rather than a "rally." I was a bit young for most of the Vietnam-era protests, so this will have to do at least for now.

Green But Not with Envy

The green here is almost overwhelming. Driving down the road to our subdivision is like navigating a green tunnel. Shades of grey? Try shades of green instead.

Looking Up, Looking Out

I killed time in the husband's office today, partly by reading, partly by unsuccessfully trying to get Betsy (the Toshiba tablet) configured to work with the university's wireless network, and partly by pondering the window grid and the trees beyond it.

All Too Familiar

Some people brought their kids to the protest on Monday, and this one reminded me of all the times I spent reading at adult events as well as all the time my own kids spent doing just that. I have a hard time understanding why some people do not read for pleasure. How narrow their worlds must be!

Incoming!

I was taken out to a birthday breakfast today by a friend who will be away on the date proper. I will start checking an older age block on surveys, though the income box will stay the same. I will review the resolutions I made six months ago for the new (calendar) year. I may eat cake or perhaps ice cream. Life goes on.

A Sign of the Times

This was my favorite sign from yesterday's protest. Its significance is that Classics, along with German, is rumored to be one of the programs that elements of the Board of Visitors want to see closed. I just read of the resignation, effective immediately, of one of the super-profs in the engineering school. We are living in interesting times here and now.

Just What Decade Is This?

I'm hoping to suppress my very real fear of crowds long enough to go to a protest on the Lawn this afternoon. A subset of the university's governing board fired (well, demanded the resignation of) the relatively new president in a process cloaked in secrecy. The board is meeting to name an interim president this afternoon, the announcement of which will be greeted by, the organizers hope, thousands of faculty, staff, students, and just plain people standing in protest of the original decision and/or the process by which it was made. It promises to be an interesting day if not week around here.

Monkeying Around

This little guy hangs on one of my flowerpots. He was an easy thing to photograph in the midst of making dinner for Father's Day.

Reasons

There's a reason this plant was labelled "butterfly bush." If I were totally anal, I'd do a bit of research and find out the real name. But I'm not, so I won't. Instead, I'll just enjoy the view while I can.

Sunshine on My Shoulders Makes Me Happy

The morning newspapers were, again, late, but the sun coming through the trees at the top of the driveway made the walk up there worth it. And if the papers had been there, I might not have stopped long enough to notice this.

Too Much of a Good Thing

These are the shoes I got in response to learning that the shoes I'd been wearing coupled with my prescription shoe inserts--all designed to help with the plantar fasciitis I had last summer--were over-correcting and possibly contributing to some knee pain I've been having.

I Didn't, Actually

These are the stickers I brought home to shoot for yesterday's entry, only I ended up being lazy or tired and used a random recent photo. The primary yesterday was a Republican one, and I could have voted in it despite my Democrat leanings since we don't register by party here in Virginia. I couldn't see voting for the person I knew would win, and it just didn't seem right to vote for one of the other candidates because I figured they'd be easier to beat in November.

It Was a Long Day

The Republicans held a primary today to select their candidate for the U.S. Senate in this fall's election. In the 13 hours that the polls were open, 105 people voted. I did six or seven Sunday crossword puzzles, finished the book I had started, read another whole book, and shot the breeze with my coworkers a bit. What does this all have to do with the photo above? Nothing! I just didn't feel like taking a photo. I'm going to bed instead.

Counting Down

Doesn't everyone have a tube for launching liquid nitrogen rockets? Everyone should. The house record for this puppy is putting a softball some 200 feet in the air, with the altitude calculated using the hang time of the ball. We are oh so nerd-friendly around here.

Finally!

Yes, this book is for real and about how to craft things using cat fur. I should have been saving it all these years because the current cats are relatively dull when it comes to fur color. The white cat, the white and orange ones, and the all-black ones have crossed the Rainbox Bridge, leaving me with two tabbies. Oh well, they do their best to shed, so I might as well make use of their output.

Over the Bounding Main

We went sailing on the Chesapeake Bay today. It was a good day.

Into the Trap

Meet Gizmo, store corgi at Blue Whale Books, one of many used-book stores here. It never fails. We go in to pet Gizmo, and we buy books. You'd almost think they'd planned it that way when, in fact, we need no excuse to enter such a store and make a purchase. Petting the corgi is just a fringe benefit.

Life in Circles

There's an inner and an outer circle visible in the rings of this tree. Was there some weather event that caused this? Some tree disease? Or did the teenage or young adult tree just mature into an adult one? I'm thinking it was the tree's midlife crisis.

What Goes Around

What goes around may come around. I think I had a butterfly on flower shot very early on in the year of this blog. It seems only appropriate to have another as the end draws near. Have I decided what to do next year? Somewhat. The blog-to-be at least has a name thanks to a comment from Debi on my post pondering the coming, 57th year of my life.

In the Summertime

I know it's really still spring, but there's something about a colorful batik sundress that just screams "Summer!"

A Little Bit of Luck

I found this on a solo walk with the dog. No eagle-eyed kid there to tell me there was a four-leafed clover in one or the other clover patch. No, I found this one all by my lonesome. Does that mean I get all the luck?

And the Ceiling?

How low can one go if there is no floor? And if there is no floor, might there be no glass ceiling? Yes, I am being frivolous, having consciously wasted a couple of hours watching the last several episodes of this year's NCIS on my new tablet, which I think may be named Betsy after my first best friend ever, from kindergarten at Roosevelt Elementary School in Great Falls, Montana. It's been a good day.

Who Drools?

This was on the Free Speech Monument downtown today. Since I was with my friend Sarah, it seemed only natural to photograph it. It is good to spend a day with a friend one does not see often, good indeed.

Into the Home Stretch

I have only the 30 days of June left for this photo-a-day effort. Not every photo was taken on the day for which it was posted. Not every post was uploaded on the day for which it was tagged. Still, this blog has been successful in helping me focus on each and every day. Will I continue it in my 57th year of life? I'm thinking I will though in a different format. Current thought is a daily haiku since it is often taking the photo that has been the hard part lately. Comments? Keep the photo and add a haiku in place of this text? Some other form of rambling. Help me out here.