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Today, was our local primary election, and it actually involved a lot of exercise. I don’t mean the effort in sifting the hyperbole, mud, slander and b.s. that has been flying around the airwaves for the past two months. I meant actual physical exercise. You see, my polling place is the elementary school at the top of this hill.
And every time I have to vote, I have to climb this three block hill. And I’m either getting older, or this hill is getting steeper.
I voted, got my sticker and breezed down the hill.
Or to put it simply, it’s a tropical jungle under glass. And on my recent visit to the garden, I went through it to see a special exhibit featuring some very unusual pieces of sculpture.
A MAJESTIC BALD EAGLE
A MENACING GIANT PRAYING MANTIS
A GIANT MONARCH BUTTERFLY ATOP A HYDRANGIA BLOSSOM
A SOMEWHAT UPSIDE DOWN LOOKING FLOWER
A SQUIRREL AND A BLUEBIRD EYEING THE BIRD FEEDER
A BLOOMING CACTUS?
A VERY UGLY BUG THAT WAS REAL!!!
AND WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS?
AND A REAL SPATHIPHYLLUM TO CLOSE!
Drop by and see the show yourself.
ONE OF THE MANY GREAT SIGHTS OF SAINT LOUIS!
Today, I decided to vary my daily creative quest and go from origami to an art form used by Man Ray and Pablo Picasso.
I created this work about 49 years ago. The objects featured in the photogram are assorted butterflies and moths, mimosa branches, dandelions and other weed blossoms. The 12 x 36 print was decoupaged to a sheet of masonite and has hung on the wall of the sun porch until last week when the screw holding it up pulled out of the wall and came crashing down in the middle of the night. I thought someone was breaking into the house and got up to see what was going on. My fearless canine companion yawned and went back to sleep. No damage, other than my Australian bush hat falling into Renee’s water bowl. Well, it had to be washed anyway before I mowed the lawn this week.
In her first fall of living with me she discovered butterflies. They would land on the flowering plants in the back of the yard and she would race back to watch the float away. Just like her rabbit chases, she never caught a butterfly. But that didn’t stop her from running and jumping after them.
MLLE. RENEE’S SPECKLED FLUTTERBY
This is an original origami butterfly that I designed myself and named in Renee’s honor.
And PINK! Only the pink bushes have smaller clusters.
And I have no idea what I did to make them grow like that this year. Well, I was very late in trimming the bushes back this year … well, it is too cold to get outside and do it any earlier this year.
I can hardly wait for the lilies to start blooming. They have tons of buds, too!
After a multitude of years spent mowing lawns, I finally realized that the first creatures to show up and admire my master mowing skills are the many robins who reside in the many trees surrounding the back yard.
My father, who was an avid fisherman, said it was because the vibrations of the mower brought the earthworms to the surface. It’s as good an explanation as any other reason as any other I’ve heard. And after the last tall blade of grass had been mowed down, I set my easy lawn chair up in the shade of the cedar trees to rest with my noble canine companion and await the arrival of my red breasted friends with my long lens camera. (Not to worry, the only birds that Renee chases are the annoying, noisy grackles. And that’s because they often chase her.)
Well, if you’re anything like me …
YOU RETREAT TO YESTERYEAR!
First I got the leftover Easter ham bone out of the freezer … thawed it out and plopped it in my soup pot and cooked up a big pot of my own ZESTY BEAN SOUP WITH CHUNKY HAM. It’s a bean soup based on my mom’s original recipe made with dried beans that would make the inhabitants of Boston drool. And while it was slowly cooking in the kitchen, I went into the living room and put a DVD into the Blu-Ray player and relived a bit of my childhood. I doubt if anyone reading this post actually remembers this logo….But it was the mainstay of the Friday double features of my childhood at the old Salisbury neighborhood movie house in old north Saint Louis.
Yes, I was hooked on the old Tarzan movies made in the forties. Yeah, I know most people prefer the MGM Tarzan movies made in the thirties, but they were to kissy, kissy with Jane fondling Tarzan all the time for a kid growing up. Heck, for this movie Jane wasn’t even in it. She was back in England with her sick mother. But Tarzan wasn’t alone!
Boy (Johnny Sheffield) was there with Cheeta, too. Boy really was the one I identified with back then … he was my age and he had a monkey and his own little elephant … and he got to run around the jungle barefoot in his underwear!
Now, a lot of people say Johnny Weissmuller was getting kind of chunky to be Tarzan when he made these movies, but it was 20 years since he had been an Olympic swimming champion where he won five gold medals and in his entire career he never lost one race in which he swam. Besides, he looked like my dad.
Anyway, the movie was made during World War II so Tarzan had to fight against some nasty Nazi soldiers who were trying to steal oil from the all-white natives who lived in a hidden city in the middle of darkest Africa. (OK, so the movie had a few plot holes.) Anyway, Tarzan rescues Boy and frees all the natives.
And then Tarzan and the natives whomp the tar out of all the Nazis. And Cheeta gets on the radio to Germany, and all the Nazi guys there think it is der fuehrher speaking and they all sieg heil the radio. Hey, you could do that during war-time back then. Probably everyone watching the movie clapped at that.
The DVD was part of a set of the six last Tarzan movies that Weissmuller made in the forties. I was amazed at the quality of the movie, there were no splashes, flashes or lines running through the image. It was perfect black and white, and the photos I’ve used here were shot from the TV screen. Sound quality was perfect, too. I highly recommend this DVD set to anyone who wants to relive their boyhood experiences like I did. I enjoyed my afternoon, and I might make my Tuesdays a regular old movie afternoon. I don’t think I’m ready for a double feature afternoon yet. Now, does anyone know what ungawa means?
my Zesty Bean Soup w/Chunky Ham was OUT OF THIS WORLD!
But I’ve got enough for six more suppers.