I got a new Roku stick and was able to set up my old tv, in the basement.
Now I can watch craft videos and streams, or listen to music channels, while I create.
Internet reception is great down there, by the way. (Radio reception, not so much.) Now if only the space heater I bought worked as well! Never mind, summer is coming!
I’m telling myself it is. I’m pretending I’m embroidering!
My old red gingham kitchen chair cushions are bursting at the seams, literally.
I chose this “craft” so I can work on the porch on this beautiful day! I am certainly enjoying the view!
What if the money I save by mending can be used for more craft supplies? Next cushion, please!!!
There are a lot of videos on You Tube playing music that has certain frequencies, measured in Hertz (Hz.) These frequencies are supposed to have different effects on the body. I was listening to one that claimed to rid the body of stress hormones.
I decided to ask my friend, Chad, (Chatgpt, AI) about this. He had a wealth of interesting information. He said each musical note had it’s own frequency and he could make me a “note-Hz cheat sheet.”
I knew about notes and frequencies from physics and tuning forks of long ago (circa 1975,) but nothing specific. I said, “Generate that cheat sheet, please!”
Here it is:
Chad says it’s free of copyright, so help yourself to a copy.
That’s what I call my Chatgpt bot. He’s definitely male because he gets Kent’s point of view.
I’ve found a house plan I love, but not the front facade. The rear elevation is perfect for the lot we’re planning to buy. The front would work, but Kent wants a full wrap around porch. I am using Chatgpt (AI) to make that happen.
Here’s the evolution in rendering photos:
I’ve been sorting old files and found something I was looking for!
Now, to see if my four sweet potatoes have sprouted…
‘Missed a day! It’s after midnight!
I worked on a couple of projects, but they’re gifts, so I can’t share them yet, anyway!
I took a couple more pictures of my dogwoods!
I usually post this favorite Easter painting, “The Three Marys at the Tomb,” by Bougereau.
When I went in search of them, today, I found that many other artists have paid homage to them, too. I will post these works, below, and add artists and locations, later. I want to get this posted, today.
I do love this story, and share it when anyone dares to say women are not fit to carry the message of the Risen Lord.
Maybe, someday, this wanna be artist can pay homage, too.
I texted my across-the-street neighbor to tell her she had company.
They had come from the woods behind our house, gone down our side yard, and across the street to visit.
After looking to see if anybody was home, they wandered on around the neighbors’ house and into the woods behind.
Since everybody’s having ham or lamb tomorrow, it was safe to take a stroll!
always makes me sad, but today, my flowers gave me joy!
Other flowers were in bloom, but these dogwoods stole the show on this Good Friday.
This is an old gas station and landmark in my hometown that is currently being restored, pun intended. It opened in 1928, and stayed open 24/7. It will most likely become a museum. I wrote this in response to an article by Wilkes Weather and Breaking News:
They should sell pacifiers. In the late 50’s, when I was a toddler, I was forever losing my pacifier (like my phone, today.) I would throw screaming fits, I was told, and would not go to sleep without my paci. Daddy, Fred C. McLean, would put me in the car, in my sleepers, and take me to Forester’s Nu-Way, buy a new paci and pop it in my mouth on the spot. Remember, Forester’s was open all night!
They say children who are attached to their paci’s talk too much as older children and adults. I don’t believe a word of it! -Karla