Week of Tallulah: Monday

Hello, Tallulah Mae!Um. Is that really comfortable? Your front legs look a bit stiff.
Apparently it is quite comfy...


P.S. Thanks to all of you who left such very sweet and kind comments on my last post. You've no idea how much it means...

The Sun Has Set

My father left this life this morning. Words truly fail me. Here are some words from Walt Whitman.


On the Beach at Night (An excerpt)

On the beach, at night,

Stands a child with her father,

Watching the east, the autumn sky.

Up through the darkness,

While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading,

Lower, sullen and fast, athwart and down the sky,

Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east,

Ascends, large and calm, the lord-star Jupiter;

And night at hand, only a very little above,

Swim the delicate brother, the Pleiades.

From the beach, the child, holding the hand of her father,

Those burial-clouds that lower, victorious, soon to devour all,

Watching, silently weeps.

Hold your loved ones close to you tonight.

Wispy Fozie

Happy Halloween, Y'all

Some new goodies wee added to the mix. Yay! Treats, no tricks...

Tallulah-Palooza Friday

Oh no! Tallulah Mae is turning into a werewolf for Halloween...eek!

Despite her fierce appearance, Were-Tallulah wishes you a very happy Halloween.

(Actually, if you look closely at the last photo, you can see the popcorn that has landed in her mouth...she's an ace at catching it! The previous photos were taken during the waiting phase of the popcorn toss.)

Halloween Week: Tallulah Mae and a Little Friend

"La la la...if I ignore it, it might go away. La la la..."
"Did someone say 'Howl-o-Ween'?

Halloween Week: Jacks o'Lantern

A collection that started out rather modestly but now fills the dining room table. We can't really afford the truly vintage ones, but I do try to buy ones that are made by craftspeople (or even kids...I have one tin can jack o' made by a child)--in other words, we try to avoid the "made in China" label if at all possible. These make me smile.

I was just saying the other day--and here's where I put on my cranky hat ("Get off my lawn!")--that I find rather distasteful the gory/bloody/slasher turn that Halloween seems to have taken in recent years. To each his/her own, of course, but I prefer whimsical/spooky but not bloody/eerie but not gory for my Halloween fun. {Takes cranky hat off, saunters off to find some candy corn and hot cider.}