Category Archives: MY WORLD AND WELCOME TO IT!
Well, Renee and I survived two heavy hail storms, three thunder storms and a hell of a lot of rain last night and just a little water leaked into the basement.
And most of all, surprisingly, the roses in full bloom weren’t ripped to pieces…
What is now the St. Louis Art Museum was the only permanent building constructed for the Saint Louis World Fair of 1904. At that time it was the central structure of the Palace Of Fine Art. After the Fair closed all the wood and plaster buildings that surrounded it were demolished. And last week I was able to take these close up photos of the grand old (112 years) building.
In order to take this detailed photo of uppermost part of the structure, I had to go across Fine Art Drive and brace myself against the base of the Statue of Saint Louis. In case you’re wondering, there are four female and two male figures in the group.
As you can see from the close-ups of the sculptures, each one represents some aspect of art. Yes, I think the first naked guy is holding a small sculpture of the Sphinx.
The dedication inscription right below the six sculptures reads … DEDICATED TO ART AND FREE TO ALL … which has been the guiding motto of the museum for 112 years … so come visit. It’s free!
And right next to the grand old building is the new modern addition. While it has the art, it doesn’t have the charm. It does have a great restaurant with good food and ceiling to floor windows that overlook Art Hill and the Grand Basin.
Locally, there’s a new brand of beer in town. It’s a French-style brew that carries the image and name of our royal namesake … King Louis IX. In case you didn’t know the name of the local statue of St. Louis is The Apotheosis Of Saint Louis. I really don’t know what that means, but it sounds rather mystic and impressive.
There are several gazillion statues of Louie in France, and they all show him mounted on a sturdy stead. (Actually, the most impressive one is our local statue.)
And that’s the one that’s on the bottle of brew.
Now, I usually limit myself to one bottle of brew each year, and I usually drink it on the hottest day of the year. So my bottle will probably chilling in the fridge until July arrives.
As you probably heard, following a week on unrelenting rain the Wicket City is having some flooding problems. It’s only natural since the metropolitan area is surrounded by multiple rivers starting with the big ones the Missouri and the Mississippi. It’s only natural since the only reason St. Louis was settled was because of the easy access via multiple water ways.
That’s why the native Americans (the Mississippians) took up residence here. (Only they were smart! They built great earthen mounds where they settled. (This was why the city was called Mound City.) Unfortunately, white man wasn’t so smart, and he settled around the rivers.
That’s why the local TV reports are flooded with pictures like these.
Thankfully, I don’t live near a waterway. I also live on a hill. (That doesn’t stop the water from leaking in through cracks in the foundation though.) I just open the heating vents in the basement to dry up any water that doesn’t exit through the sewer drain in the floor. Also come spring I will have the fill the opening between the drive and the foundation. My back yard is also rather soggy from the excess rain. But Mlle. Renee always stops at the back door to have me dry her feet before she comes in. Since the temp has dropped below freezing most of the yard water should be ice before the week is over.
I started my day with a hot cup of Joe and a jolly candy cane donut!
Nothing says breakfast like something from the oven!
Hand-mixed and baked from my father’s original recipe … in the Betty Crocker Cookbook. Despite my mother’s many culinary talents, she never mastered making biscuits. It was my father who returning from Sunday morning mass would bake a batch of biscuits for the family breakfast. He would also use the left over dough to make a pan of mini-cinnamon and sugar buns.
This morning I woke up with the remembrance craving and I got out the old B.C.CB and whipped up a batch of heaven.
I also used the leftover dough to make mini-cinnamon sugar buns.
And I’ve got enough left over for four more breakfasts.
An entire gallery dedicated to the work of Max Beckmann (1884-1950).
Well, they do have nice comfortable chairs in the gallery.
As 2015 dwindles down to a precious few days, 2016 has been piling up in my mailbox with over a dozen unsolicited calendars accompanied by solicited requests for donations to sundry groups and charities.
Does anyone need an unused and unneeded calendar for the new year?