Don't you just love anything with "o-Rama" in its name? I most certainly do...
Hence my affection for this little treasure; it's a vintage (1960s? 1970s?) sample book of felt from the Continental Felt Company (also great...I'm seeing and hearing Christopher Walken in my head? "Oh, wow. Have some chompagna!")
Where else might you find "Fuchsia Fatalle" cheek by jowl with "Atomic Red"?
This McSkwerlerson looks a bit like a door knocker here, doesn't he? Something had him/her very upset--it was barking up a storm (we were on the other side of the street, so I don't think it was the presence of Miss Tallulah Mae that was causing it). 
SKWERL!!!!
Look, it's my very own Rothko!!!
...no, actually, it's a Western scrub jay (not a Steller's jay--little bird joke there!). How gorgeous is that blue?
Here Tallulah Mae shows us her talent for balancing things on her head...{clap clap clap}.
Aren't these calligraphy brushes just lovely? I was told they were Japanese--not Chinese--when I bought them at an estate sale, but I'm really not sure ... I just love them as objects. 
And then, of course, there's the gloriousness that is this piece of washi...ahh...I heart Japanese paper!
Sometimes I crack myself up...this is a totally unstaged shot of my desk right now. Let's see: dead bee? Check. Handmade gift tags? Check. Half of an embroidery hoop and "vintage" seeds in red Pyrex dish? Check. Quizzical stuffed bunny? Check. Ah, well, perhaps this sums me up nicely!
Sometimes, when you're on the road and you need to pee, you simply find a gas station that looks like it might not be too terrible, you hold your nose, do your business, buy a Diet Coke, and leave. But other times...look what you might find: a veritable cornucopia of fabulosity!
I love the constrast between these colors...BTW, that pod was not growing on the tea tree shrub; it actually fell from the liquidambar tree above.
This also counts as "Some Odd Things I've Acquired Recently: No. 6"; it's a little piece of wood on wheels, I guess to move a plant around on. Price: $1.00. Tallulah Mae's expression here? Priceless. 
I tried to get her to put her little pointy foot on it, as if it were a skateboard, but she was having none of it...
Well, maybe not SO odd...a twine dispenser! I do love things on spools, so this is perfect for me. Price: also bought with an armload o' stuff, so not clear.
A book of wallpaper samples...I think they're from the seventies? (My dream is to find one from the thirties or forties or fifties...but this will do! Many of these actually have a sort of William Morris vibe to them.) Price: hard to know--bought with a whole armload of stuff at an estate sale--including these buttons--for $5.00.
A glass, back-painted sign that was once in a phone booth. Price: $10.00.
A rusty stool (to put a pot on in the garden; also, remember, dear readers, I like rust). Price: $1.00.
A trug/tool carrier...it has traces of red paint and cool chevrons painted on all four sides. Price: $1.00.
...and help count the bees in your yard! (BTW, there is a bee up there on that arugula flower if you make the photo larger; that arugula stand is about 5 feet tall. I let it go to seed for my bird and bee friends). The Great Sunflower Project aims to enlist the help of the public to check on the bee population in urban areas--here's an interesting short article about it in American Scientist. You sign up with the project and they'll mail you a packet of sunflower seeds. After your sunflowers bloom, you count the number of bees who visit a flower in a specific time period, and the scientific types will extrapolate from there.
You can tell it's spring and everything is blooming--this lovely lady above has pollen sacs that are bursting with bright yellow pollen; I saw another one on this plant who was carrying around screaming orange pollen. I love them so...I could watch my bee girls for hours.
I give this weed props for finding an ingenious place to grow--around our gas meter. Needless to say, this intrepid little guy has gone bye-bye now...
Anyone who knows me knows that I have a...um...how shall we say...button...fetish? Obsession? Fascination? Let's just say that I have a LOT of buttons. But does that stop me from buying more? Um, no--look what we found at a sale this weekend: a big ol' tin of them! Yay! Big ones, small ones; mother-of-pearl ones, plastic ones; tiny ones, large ones. I haven't sorted the buttons yet, but I did go through and remove all the non-button items: 
Ta-da! Presenting: Tallulah Mae...or at least, the parts of her that are all over the house right now.
LOL, says Miss Mae. Not.
Sight
Sound
Me, playing (rather badly, alas) Bach's Suite No. 1 in G-Major on my cello...
Taste
Smell
Touch
