First things first, Strawberry Singh wrote an important post about an ongoing fraud happening in SL right now. You should read it to best protect your own account. Of course, a good rule of thumb is not to execute or agree to anything from objects given to you by strangers. While it’s not true that you can never cheat an honest person, it is true that if it sounds too good to be true, it probably is.
So autumn is here. Here in Oregon, it’s raining, bringing sweet relief from the heat and let us hope, from the fires that are destroying so much habitat in the Pacific Northwest and California. Here in SL, though, there are no fires and the rain is holding off for another day. However, the state fairs are all over and all the 4Hers have their ribbons and are back in school. Fruits are being harvested and canneries are running around the clock. For me, though, lounging by the barn is a pleasant way to spend the afternoon. Schadenfreude’s black squirrel is much more industrious, picking up a small pumpkin to store away.
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Light as balloons
Spades take up leaves
No better than spoons,
And bags full of leaves
Are light as balloons.
I make a great noise
Of rustling all day
Like rabbit and deer
Running away.
But the mountains I raise
Elude my embrace,
Flowing over my arms
And into my face.
I may load and unload
Again and again
Till I fill the whole shed,
And what have I then?
Next to nothing for weight,
And since they grew duller
From contact with earth,
Next to nothing for color.
Next to nothing for use.
But a crop is a crop,
And who’s to say where
The harvest shall stop? …Robert Frost
Location:
03 – 8f8 – Storyteller’s Burrow – Reader’s Pier & Boat RARE @ The Arcade
Ariskea[ Terre Automne ] Fall wagon RARE @ The Arcade
Ariskea[ Terre Automne ] Fall Greetings Bench RARE @ The Arcade
Ariskea[ Terre Automne ] Pumpkin Batch @ The Arcade
+Half-Deer+ Shiba Inu – Please? (rez) @ The Arcade
Mon Cheri *MC* Last Summer Days / Wild Flowers White #4 @ The Arcade
*MC* Last Summer Days / Tree Sack #3 @ The Arcade
Mutresse-Cheeky Raccoons-Peekaboo @ The Arcade
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Barn @ The Arcade
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Fence Corner 2 @ The Arcade
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Fence Post n Slats Mirror @ The Arcade
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Bell @ The Arcade
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Wagon Wheels @ The Arcade
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Clucky’s Feed @ The Arcade
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Barrel Display @ The Arcade
PLAAKA SmallFigTree @ The Arcade
PLAAKA GardenToolHanger @ The Arcade
PLAAKA TinMetalWateringCan @ The Arcade
Schadenfreude Autumn Bounty – Quail Guests, dad @ The Arcade
Schadenfreude Autumn Bounty – Black Squirrel Guest @ The Arcade
Sway’s [Camp out] Oil lamp . rusty @ The Arcade
1. {theosophy} Shiba Inu (Hurry Up / Red) @ The Arcade
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3D Trees Spruce
Botanical – T2C Aspen Tree 1, 2, 3
Botanical Hay Bales & Hay Stack
:Fanatik Architecture: CLIFF COVER Island Ramp 1024
Just Animals, Pigs, Goats and Cows
Mesh Flowers – =MF= Flower Barrel Display [F-CS]
Rix Spyker Sliding Door
The Dying Of The Light
“It’s sweater weather,” my mom would’ve said. She would be right. A cool crisp breeze blows across Juicy and I realize I’m ready for pumpkins and cozy fireplaces. I’m ready for the oranges and browns and even the much maligned pumpkin spice. Continue reading
One For The Literati
Books are the thing I don’t do enough for myself any more. I used to always be reading something – sometimes more than one something. Now I’m thinking about reading something, but rarely am investing in myself that time. I wish I were, I wish I hadn’t lost that time doing this, that, the other thing. But life gets in the way doesn’t it? Continue reading
The Market
My favorite farmer’s market in Portland is on the South Park Blocks. I love walking on the grass under the cool, shady trees. There’s something so much fresher and vibrant about that setting than the many other markets set up in concrete parking lots under the hot sun. There was one right next to my old apartment, less than a block away, and I still preferred the wonderful shady, tree-sheltered market downtown. Folks in Second Life® can put their markets anywhere they like, so I chose a grassy spot with trees.
My dress is from Bomshire – a new to me store. It is a dress with a simple black top and a vibrant print skirt. I simply love it.
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Summertime
The living is easy at Collabor88 and at June’s Arcade. With all sorts of summer offerings like fresh cut, juicy watermelon, ripening pears and big juicy strawberries, all of which can be found at the 8f8 Green Grocers Gacha at The Arcade. I get hungry just looking at it. I suspect it looks better than it tastes, though, since it is made of plywood.
Screen Porch Summers
I loved to visit my “Aunt” Harriet. She was not really my aunt, she was my Mom’s cousin. However, with me the youngest of the youngest and her the oldest of the oldest, she was a white-haired senior citizen when I was a baby. She was an avid gardener and by avid, I mean she and her husband had a two acre garden. Even better, their next door neighbor was a corn farmer which meant acres of corn field to play hide and seek.
All that gardening meant a lot of canning which meant a summer kitchen. It was a mid-sized outbuilding near the garden, shaded by Norway pines with screens instead of windows. There were wooden awnings over all the windows that could be shut for the winter or in heavy rains, but were raised up to provide even more shade and the free movement of the breeze through all the screened windows that filled all four walls. There was a huge galvanized sink and a wood stove for canning, tables for cleaning, trimming and lots of shelves going from the floor to the bottom of the windows but never high enough to block them. This meant their house did not get heated up by the steam from canning in the heat of the summer. With the kitchen so open to the air, the summer kitchen never got steamy. There were also a few fold-away cots so when I would get to stay for a week, I got to sleep out there. The canning was usually done by noon, so it was not hotter than the house. It was a bit of thrill to be able to be alone out there. Spooky, but safe. Continue reading
I’ve Got Sunshine On a Cloudy Day
Don’t you love it when the sun is bright and streams in through the windows creating an interplay of light and shadow in your home? I know cats love it as they shift to follow the light. I am more a shade person and will shift from the sunlight into the shade, but I still love to see the beams of light moving across my home.
My dress is a super-feminine lace dress from Gizza called Cara. It is very demure and feminine from the front, though there is a bit of a surprise from the back as you shall see.
I am relaxing in the living room from my new cottage by dust bunny that I picked up at The Arcade. Through the windows you can see the greenhouse as well. The side tables and the pitcher of baby’s breath and the book on the far table are all from the dust bunny collection at The Arcade. Scarlet Creative’s Amelie sofa seems made for this sweet little cake of a house. I changed the pictures in the frames from the DRD frames I got at December’s Arcade. I thought it might be fun to put in old family photos, so the pictures are of my grandmother, great grandfather, great-great-great grandfather, a family reunion in 1901 and other old family photos.
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First Stop, Toscana
The 8f8 villa and decor from The Arcade is a perfect relaxing spot on my way to my final destination. I stopped in to refresh myself from my travels and to enjoy Cajsa’s hospitality. Continue reading
Imagine If Jane Austen Got Angry
Yesterday was World Book Day. That, combined with the wonderful Primavera in Toscana set from 8f8 at The Arcade got me thinking about my favorite books of the past year. What rose to the top was Elena Ferrante’s magnificent Neapolitan novels. Now, the novels mainly take place in a poor neighborhood in Naples, not in a rich manor home in Tuscany, but know, we Americans are supposed to think there is no difference, right?
Actually, the wall reminds me so much of the wall surrounding the Spanish military base where I was living with a Spanish family while attending my senior year in Algeciras, Spain. The one difference is that the wall in Spain had flowers on the top, trailing down the white walls. There were always two guards outside with a sign “Todo por la patria” on the wall next to the guard station. Can you imagine an American military base with a wall covered with flowers?
John Freeman of The Australian wrote of Elena Ferrante, “Imagine if Jane Austen Got Angry.” The Neapolitan novels tell the story of two women, from their childhood to adulthood. There is a lot of anger in her novels, but also humor and love. They seem so raw and honest, as though the author cannibalized her life to tell the story, though we cannot know as Elena Ferrante is very private. Still, the narrator in this Neapolitan tetralogy is named Elena and plans to be a writer. In terms of the usual publicity authors relentlessly pursue, she said she did all she needed to do for her book, she wrote it. I love that!
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