I believe that love expands. As you give love out, it’s reciprocated – and it grows. That’s the beauty of it. Hill Harper
Please place carts here! I don’t typically shop at big box stores, but I must admit, I do like Target. And I love their logo and the red balls along the sidewalk in front of the store. In my opinion, they do a good job with their graphics, hence my choice today. I also like how they did the graphic on the sign to actually match the shape of their carts. This shot was taken with the camera in my iPhone 4s using the HDR option.
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The Navajo have been weaving
Cross-legged on the ground,
women sit in front of frames.
Hands moving in rhythm,
pull the weft through the warp,
beat the threads with a wooden fork.
How do you know it’s Navajo?
These rugs are woven from
end-to-end. No fringe.
You deserve some backstory for today’s poem and Photo Challenge. This is a shot of the Navajo rug that hangs in the hallway to our bedroom. It has an honored place on the wall opposite the double doors that open to the entryway to the rest of the house. A spotlight washes down its surface in the evening. The shot captures only a small portion of its design, but you can see the exquisite detail of the artist’s hand.
I never met the artist, but fell in love with the rug when Peter and I stayed in a beautiful bed and breakfast in Albuquerque, New Mexico, several years ago. The owner had stored a pile of folded rugs in the hallway next to our room and I asked her about them. She responded that a local Navajo man would come by her establishment from time-to-time selling the rugs made by the women in his family. She said could never say “No” to him.
The one you see in this photo is particularly fine and large – it’s about 3 x 6 feet. I asked her about it and whether she would be willing to sell it. She thought for a minute and said: “I’ll have to ask my husband. It was birthday present. But we have so many, I think we probably can part with it.” She left the room and came back a few later and asked, “Does $350 sound reasonable?”
“Yes,” I replied. We checked out that morning and continued on our way with our new treasure. I’m not exactly sure of the style of this one, but I suspect it’s Ganado. Within the Navajo Culture, different styles have emerged. The characteristics of Ganado rugs include a grey background, either a single or double diamond shape in the center and bright red patterns (called Ganado Red). This rug includes all of these properties.
Many cultures embrace textiles as part of their unique expression. In the traditional Navajo Culture women raise sheep, shear their wool, spin it and weave it into beautiful pieces of art. And because I live in the Southwest, I had to include it here.
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painted on sandstone walls…
My imagination wanders
as I see ancient artists
mixing paint, drawing outlines
What was it like?
Who were you?
Were these your Gods,
Your mothers and fathers?
Was this some sacred space
where you worshiped a deity
that brought rain and sun?
Or were you part of
an ancient band of teenagers
creating an ancient
form of graffiti?
I started at nine
Fingerings, tone, reading notes
Now I like my Jazz
For this week’s Haiku challenge, I chose a shot from our last scuba trip to St. Kitt’s. This gorgeous creature is now a menace to the reefs in the Caribbean. As a non-indigenous species (it hails from the South Pacific and was introduced to western waters from someone’s hobbyist aquarium in Florida), it has no predators and is breeding rapidly in that part of the world. Fortunately, even though the Lionfish is extremely poisonous, it moves very slowly. So a careful diver can avoid touching its dreaded dorsal spines.
I invite you to comment in Haiku – either about this shot or about your favorite vacation destination. Three lines – five syllables – seven syllables – five syllables. And have a great Sunday!
Angel’s wings give bitter pain
Do not tread on me
I live in Fort Collins, Colorado. The home of New Belgium Brewery and the Tour de Fat. This annual event is now repeated in other cities throughout the U.S., but it is thoroughly embraced in the city of its origin. Ten thousand cyclists dress in their favorite costumes, dress up their bikes, or make crazy adaptations to their bikes. Many create themes and show up in groups as in this shot. They parade through the streets of Downtown Fort Collins before ending their ride and enjoying live music and New Belgium Beer. Ours is a cycling town with bike paths and bike lanes throughout the city. So Forward it is and as they say: “It’s not over until what?!”
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Whether you’re with a partner this Valentine’s day or just enjoying the day, do something nice for yourself – and maybe it will involve chocolate!
“The world is only a mirror. You will only see in the world only what you’re prepared to see in yourself – nothing more and nothing less.”
- Robert Holden