1. Georgia O'Keeffe, Photographer by Lisa Volpe10 years ago on TTaT: If You Ask Me (And of Course You Won't)
The year 2022 is slated to be the year of the water tiger. The water tiger comes up every 60 years. The water tiger is action-oriented and represents strength, bravery and clearing away evil. –https://www.history.com/topics/holidays/chinese-new-year
Action-oriented "strength, bravery and clearing away evil" sounds like excellent, timely inspiration and motivation for this year. I am here for it!
Double-check your voter registration, register to vote if you aren't registered, spread the word, vote for pro-choice/pro-democracy/pro-voting Democrats up and down your ballots this year!
Angry that Dems haven't done enough lately? Elect more progressive Democrats to give them a wider margin so they can't be held hostage by Republicans, Manchin, Sinema, and the effin' filibuster.
10 years ago on TTaT: Remarkable Places: Explore the beauty of nature's hidden places
Heard phone ring. Saw Dad leaning over the kitchen phone, reading the caller ID.
"Anyone of note?" I asked.
"Washington, D.C.," he replied.
"Are they calling to personally apologize?"
"No doubt," he said glibly.
They didn't leave a message though.
10 years ago on TTaT: Best Business Practices for Photographers
I'm pleased to report that I won this year despite an hour at the dentist getting my teeth cleaned during which they played non-stop xmas music, xmas music at another doctor's office, and much roll of the dice tv watching.
It seems crazy, but I've been playing The Little Drummer Boy Challenge since 2011. Honestly I wasn't going to play this year, rather I wasn't invested in winning. Once you've played, I find it hard not to be aware of what music's playing. That said, it was still nice to rack up another win.
The rules from the site:
It’s very easy: So long as you don’t hear “The Little Drummer Boy,” you’re a contender. As soon as you hear it on the radio, on TV, in a store, wherever, you’re out.
The game begins the day after Thanksgiving (Black Friday) at 12:01 am and continues until midnight, Dec. 23. If you haven’t been puh-rum-pum-pum-pummed, you win. For this year, anyway.
In 11 years of playing, I've now won 8 times, but when I lost, I lost 3 years in a row. Currently I'm on a 4 year winning streak.
Happy holidays, y'all!
10 years ago on TTaT: Outdated help
More Than Words: Illustrated Letters From The Smithsonian's Archive of American Art by Liza Kirwin10 years + 1 day ago on TTaT: 43. I Am Maru
"There's a little turtle," I said. Its shell was maybe an inch and a half long with a tail that seemed oddly long to me, maybe another inch.
Mom was a few paces ahead but turned back to see.
"That's a snapping turtle," she said.
I wasn't sure if it was alive since it was so still and its shell was covered with pale dirt like from the construction site.
"It's dirty," she commented.
I crouched down to get a little closer to take a photograph. I was still a foot away when the baby turtle took off. It didn't go far but it was fast. I had entered its personal space and it was not having it.
At least it was at the edge of the road instead of on it then. Unfortunately it was on the side leading to the construction.
"It'll never get where it wants to go now," Mom said. "You should pick it up and move it."
"Where?"
"Over there," Mom said, pointing to the side of the temporary bridge that would lead down to the creek.
"Feel free," I said with a sweeping arm gesture.
"I don't want to," Mom said.
"Why not?"
"I don't want my fingers to get snapped," she replied.
"Gee, thanks," I said.
Having seen how fast it moved when I was still a foot away, I had no doubt it could swing around and bite me in a flash. I was not up for it.
"Sorry, little guy," I said as Mom and I walked further on.
15 years ago on TTaT: Multiples of Eleven
