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Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts

Saturday, August 22, 2026

Having a dolly

 


I assume that's a dolly on the little girl's lap...there are two distinct feet hanging out to the right. This was Sepia Saturday's prompt this week. Some weeks I manage to find something of a similar theme.



Another little girl is seated with her own dolly. Mum is carting a lot of dried dung, which is the source of heat and cooking when there are no trees around. 

That was what stood out to me while travelling across the small part of the huge southwest of the US a few weeks ago. How did early families (indigenous or immigrants) manage to cook? Heat would have also been of help, but daily there would have been the need for food that was edible. We humans can't exist on grass...or sage, or cactus stuffs.

A message to all the immigrants in the US


Family with their covered wagon. Kansas, 1908 USA History site - since mum is holding a child (who looks quite big) is that another one, or a dolly, with the girl on the crate? My vote is a child, since big  lifesize dollies probably didn't exist at that time and place.


Nebraska Prairie Settlement era of 1886 to early 1900s  Solomon D. Butcher. Here the house is made of some kind of  bricks, with a bit of wood showing for doors...as well as a couple of chairs, maybe the windmill, and perhaps the sheds in the background. The bricks don't seem to be in too great a shape where there's a board across the top of the wall...perhaps they never were fired and were disintegrating. Again it comes down to fuel sources.


A bountiful Christmas with three dollies. It could have been my house in the 40s or 50s, except the popcorn string was not put on the tree in a perfect enough manner. How many children do you think these toys were for?

Tomorrow is my 84th birth anniversary. Mmm, wonder what a 85th year will bring my way. The last year sure has been a humdinger! Great word. I've gladly settled into a new apartment, and started exploring the new neighborhood. 

My cooling has been covered by the co-op electric company, (waiting for first bill!) and the gas heat and hot water are provided by the management of the apartment building. So far I've had nice hot showers whenever I wanted, until I wrote that, and had warm water for two straight days!

Dolls still exist in my life. Not baby-dolls though. Little stuffies, which I've kept around, and shared before. 


Monday, June 1, 2026

Celebrating new life

 Another month begins today. May you have all your wishes come true, rabbit rabbit!

By Charlie Tefft


by Christiana Biaggge



Beginnings by Sally Strand


By Jade Beale photography



'Hope, II' (1907-08, oil, gold and platinum on canvas) Gustav Klimt


by Colleen Barry (American, born 1981)


Gustav Klimt





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Good news! I have been approved for an apartment in Colorado! Now I need to follow each step to move there. It may be the biggest challenge of my life. It sure feels like that at this place, standing at the bottom of the steps that need to be accomplished to attain my goal. Here's how I feel right now. The artist uses small pieces of paper for each stripe of color. I thought I'd saved it...

From FaceBook






Saturday, November 15, 2025

Holding the little ones

Holding onto little ones, whether they want it or not.

First my youngest granddaughter being held by her mom, Michell and my son Russ, while unhappy Kate was teething. 


One of my favorite photos of my family when Russ had just been born, with his older brother Marty on my lap, and their father, Doug behind me.

Michelle holding her niece, Aby, and her daughter, Audrey...an armful of cousins!


My grandson William being held by Marty, all grown up!


Sharing with Sepia Saturday this week! - though a bit late to the show!






Friday, June 6, 2025

Fantasies large and small

  






I captured this from FaceBook. But there are several more videos also on YouTube under their title.



Every time someone posted a photo or video of these fantastic machines, I was captivated!



Space Odyssey

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A fossil find...proving fairies existed way back when, wherever this was!



Another fairy, painted by Cecily Mary Barker



Posted  to Facebook in 2019, I stated I felt like the tiny bird perched on the fairy's foot.





And finally my sepia photos for today...

Northfork schoolhouse, built around 1895 -1910,Swannanoa/Black Mountain NC. I'd say no wonder the teacher is sitting on the ground! That's a lot of kids!


Oh look, it's a little fairy that might be confused as a child dressed up as one!

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From fantasy fairies to giant puppets, it's all a wonderful way to tell stories. And my inner child still loves imagining these stories.


Sharing with Sepia Saturday this week...where Alan Burnett has hosted a regular prompt for many years from England...and lots of folks have posted some similar photos from their collections of old and/or interesting photos (usually sepia toned).




Today's quote:

Treasure this day and treasure yourself. Truly, neither will ever happen again.

Ray Bradbury



Last year these bowls were at the Tailgate market


Friday, February 28, 2025

The ad with a child

 Sepia Saturday suggests some photos of children to me this week!

An English ad, which talks of Mackintosh's Toffee as being a sweet that's food and warmth...?

I've found some pictures of children, not in ads however.

Here Jane Addams talks about growing up to some children. She promoted sex education and birth control, but we don't know what she's teaching here.


The real people in Little House on the Prairie
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Seated, left to right: Caroline, Charles, and Mary (who became blind.) Standing, left to right Carrie, Laura, and Grace. This picture was taken in 1894. The Ingles family with Laura eventually writing the books which her daughter (not pictured) helped and may have changed some details, but we'll never know.



A homestead in the Smokies


My mother and myself (probably 2-3 years) wearing matching dresses my mom made.



My 2 youngest sons camping and making dinner.


Two youngest sons hamming it up!



Two of my grandchildren at their uncle's wedding.

Daughter-in-law holding 2 cousins, one her daughter, the other her sister's little girl!



A little princess at the Tailgate Market
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Today's quote:

“In every work of art something appears that does not previously exist, and so, by default, you work from what you know to what you don’t know.”

Ann Hamilton, artist, in essay titled “Making Not Knowing,” adapted from her 2005 commencement address at The School of the Art Institute of Chicago. 



Today's art:


Mary Cassatt, Breakfast in Bed, 1897

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And today is the first opportunity to boycott purchasing ANYTHING, to show the power of the consumers to those riding wildly over our welfare.


And I'll just give you the link to .Americans of Conscious (AOC)..which has a great list of good news, as well as some actions that are easy for us to take and can show our opinions where they count.


Saturday, November 23, 2024

This is a hard one

 It's difficult to face the facts when they are very very uncomfortable. I squiggle in my seat, don't I need to get some water? Maybe go to the bathroom before tackling this subject...

But here it is.

The Hate Groups are loose from the zoo.

This is not a joke. They aren't waiting till January when Trump takes office. They heard that hate had won the election, and so they can strike back at whoever they imagine has wronged them. Especially the favorite groups of minorities.

Each evening news shows a new group has attacked someone. I imagine the editors have to choose which group deserves coverage.

I also am aware that the groups of those who didn't vote for Trump are establishing a support system, as Starhawk says:

"... probably the most effective and safe way to organize in troubled times is to get together small groups of trusted friends to study the situation together, participate in campaigns and generate actions, and offer support to one another.  Such groups can then band together into larger organizations and coalitions.  One hopeful sign in the past week since the election has been the formation of such groups.  Some of the larger left-leaning groups such as Indivisible and Move-On have been encouraging people to form neighborhood groups.  Progressive Rabbi Arthur Waskow of the Shalom Center recently sent out a post urging Jews to form Freedom Cheders or study groups, modeled on the Freedom Schools of the Civil Rights Movement.  As I mentioned above, forming affinity groups can be a powerful way to assure support and connections for organizing in troubled times."

Source: Starhawk's Substack

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My personal opinion is based on a couple of circumstances my son and his family in Columbus OH had to face.

First I must ask that your respect the privacy of all involved, even if I didn't use correct names. Please don't repost this. I am not including this blog on my FaceBook page.

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Two separate events in Ohio.


I saw this first on Facebook the day it happened (I think 11/16/24). It wasn't until the next day, Sunday that I texted my son (who doesn't do FB) and asked if he knew about it. He said yes, there had been 8 men wearing masks and calling out on a megaphone slurring phrases that are prohibited by most print or broadcast outlets. My son's wife said she'd been at a meeting about 10 blocks away from this "demonstration." Both the Mayor of Columbus and the Governor of Ohio spoke negatively about this occurrence, indicating hate has no place in their town or state.


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This is the hard part. My son and his wife (and probably their high-school age daughter) attended the funeral of a child of a family that lived near them, and that had helped them adjust when they first moved into town. The death was sudden, and to have known the child was only part of their sorrow.

Let's call her Jennifer...who was 14 and in the same high school as my granddaughter who's a senior, so they didn't really run into each other at school. But at some point (this wasn't made clear in my conversation with my son by phone) Jennifer came out that she wanted to be a boy called "J.D." or something like that. With all the speeches by the Christian right (and I don't know if that family had any identity with it) against any LGBTQ+ folks, it was a very brave thing that J.D. decided to do. He must have really felt strongly about coming out. I don't have any information about the high school's attitude, or even the children, but my son said it is a heavily Red State and City. That translates to me that there's a lot of hate speech against LGBTQ+ people, which children will echo, whether from political leaders or their parents, or teachers. I have no idea what J.D.'s home life was like.

But my son said that with the political atmosphere around him, and the results of the election, he wouldn't rule out suicide for J.D.


Then he said at the graveside, the preacher had a basket, and following the ceremony he released a white dove. It flew up into the sky, and was suddenly attacked by a hawk.



I must have said "wow" a dozen times as we talked about this very personal experience my family had due to a child's effort to feel his identity, and then the dove being caught by a hawk. 

Then the preacher said, "let us consider that J.D. was the hawk." I'm pretty sure he was still the dove!

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Asheville and Black Mountain, North Carolina. We're still in recovery from two storms that knocked our communities sideways.

I drove around a lot on Monday, going to exercise, getting groceries, going to a dermatology appointment in Asheville. And I was looking at various decorated/painted pick-ups, one of which also had two big flags standing in the back, and it reminded me that there are some hate groups that feel they can do anything now. (I couldn't see what the other one was but it wasn't a confederate flag, while the American flag was flying opposite it). The red white and blue paint on the sides of the pick-up stated something MAGA related.

For the last two months, when several pick-ups and or SUV's gather and a few men are having a conversation it has meant they are involved in the hurricane recovery efforts. No more do I think that!

I must be dense. People were not joking when they said on Facebook that boys were going around girls and saying "your body, my choice!" or something like that. 

The youth of our country rely upon social media. They're already way ahead of me.

My first inclination was to hide. Never post another thing, because historically I've certainly said enough to identify myself as a very blue oriented free thinking liberal!

My second thought was to remember when I was in college, the Russians set up some missiles right in Cuba, aimed at the US. I was in a conference with other schools, and the buzz was that Russia might win a war against us, and then we'd all have to either be Red or be Dead. With that choice, I chose to be Red. I could very well survive by being agreeable and helpful, and perhaps sabotage whenever possible, but to look as an ally to the invaders. I didn't want to fight for what I believed in. I wanted to resist.

After the election I also had to figure out now how to feel towards my cousins who supported Trump. Of course they're happy. Part of me knows this is not going to last for them as the reality of this incredible landslide of excrement happens. But I stopped posting the "we'll survive, we're strong, we'll resist and it's ok to be angry" sayings to Facebook.

But then I remembered my spiritual path...teaching love is the way to combat hate. (I hadn't known that Buddhist idea back in college, but there was a heavy emphasis on love from the Christian point of view.) So I dropped my anger, and really worked to lessen my sorrow, and became "Barbara who walks in beauty." I learned that from a Navaho writer of mystery books, that being in balance with the world means walking in beauty.

May all be free to walk in beauty. I know, we've a long way to go.

Today's quote:

All [of which the] zoos actually offer the public, in return for the taxes spent upon them, is a form of idle witless amusement, compared to which a visit to the state penitentiary, or even a state legislature in session, is informing, stimulating, and ennobling. 

-H.L. Mencken, writer, editor, and critic (1880-1956)

H. L. Mencken, journalist and editor, called Puritanism, "the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy."










Saturday, August 27, 2022

The love in families

 Today's theme, families showing the love between them...especially some children!


When I was 3-1/2 years old my baby sister came into my life. A real disruption! But also some moments of joy. Here I am in 1946 holding my baby sister!


1912 South Carolina 
Fisherman and family on Mississippi docked in Missouri, 1914


1920

Pursglove, Scotts Run, West Virginia, Sept 1938

High School in the 50s - when children think they are adults!



Lewis Hunter with his family, Lady's Island, Beaufort, SC, by Carl Mydans, June1936




Mom's birthday gang (2022) turned B&W.
L to R. W, C, A, R, C2, Mom, T, M, M2. to protect the innocent!

Sepia Saturday this week!