Thursday, November 30, 2006
Tagged
I was tagged by Phlegmfatale. Apparently, this is called "Three Thing MeMe" and not "Three Things MeMeMe". Why?
Anyhoo, I'm tickled pink for being tagged, so this is my attempt to answer as succinctly as humanly possible.
Three things that scare me:
* Racism
* Physical Pain
* Wars
Three people who make me laugh:
* Phlegmfatale
* Ben the Husband
* My Nephew Number 2 - only by birth order; he's #1 in my book.
Three things I love:
* Ben the Husband
* Weaving
* Sky/Clouds
Three things I hate:
* Racism
* Hipocricy
* Political Right - pretending to get the government off our backs, but really, they just want to make more money for themselves.
Three things I don't understand:
* Political Left - what ever happened to taking personal responsibility?
* Cars - neither the driving nor the passion for
* People of Gentle Disposition - I love them, but how do they do it all the time.
Three things on my desk:
* The Lord of the Rings Location Guide Book - a must for any New Zealand Daily Photo blogger and Ben and I really need the Second Edition that includes the "Return of the King" locations.
* Disney's "The Twelve Days of Christmas" CD
* April 2005-March 2006 Tax Return stuff - they've been sitting there since May but I've had more enticing engagements.
Three things I'm doing right now:
* Breathing
* Typing
* Dangling my left foot because 99% of chairs in the world are too high for me.
Three things I want to do before I die:
* Use up most of my yarns; in fact before I die I hope to have gotten rid of most of my possessions so I can "go lightly".
* Learn to speak Italian and go to Italy and speak to Italians.
* See Randy Darwall again.
Three things I can do:
* Weave
* Blog
* Throw a good tantrum
Three things I can't do:
* Drive a car
* Ride a bike - See a pattern?
* Maintain a tidy Kiwi (read: super tidy) garden
Three things you should listen to:
* Me, because I AM always right and when I'm not I always apologize.
* Your parents - I'm with Phlegmy - we should at least give them a courtesy listen even when you violently disagree, but most times it's nice, and as we get older, it's mostly reminiscing and not a lot of advice/criticism. Dad?
* Your inner voice.
Three things you should never listen to:
I'm just keeping Phlegmy's answers:
* Fanatics
* Negative people who look for the dark cloud above every silver lining
* Politicians
Three things I'd like to learn:
* How to speak Italian
* How to sing just so I sound good to me
* How to warp with even tension; by myself without additional investment/equipment would be best.
Three favorite foods:
* Bananas
* Asparagus
* Home-grown, vine-ripened tomatoes
(Chocolate is not food; it's medicine.)
Three beverages I drink regularly:
* water
* milk
* Twinings Lady Gray Tea with milk poured after the tea is sufficiently strong (And there is no apostrophe on the box.)
Three TV shows/Books I watched/read as a kid:
I don't know the exact title of these shows but they were:
* The Andy Williams Show - He is the virtual-love-of-my-mother's-life.
* The Dick Van Dyke Show - He is the runner up; singing was always more important than dancing to Mom.
* The Mitch Miller Show - I think this was for the music and atmosphere.
I'm taking liberties with the tradition and adding this item:
Three things I am conflicted about because I see both sides of the argument:
* Religion - I envy those who live with faith, and yet religious fanaticism scares/annoys me.
* Travel/Residence - I envy those who have lived in the same place all their lives and love it, and yet every few years I get itchy feet; though it look to me if I ever want to leave Nelson, it'll be without Ben the Husband because he's glued to the ground now.
* USA - I lived there for 10 years, it's a superb country in so many ways, and has some of the loveliest people I know living in it, and yet this insistence that their way is the only way and other must copy, AND their financial/military power to least try to enforce it, AND THEN the gap between what they preach and their practices scar/annoy me the stuffing out of me. Rise, you good Americans!!
Three blogger friends that I am going to tag:
* Myron
* KB
* Paquete
Anyhoo, I'm tickled pink for being tagged, so this is my attempt to answer as succinctly as humanly possible.
Three things that scare me:
* Racism
* Physical Pain
* Wars
Three people who make me laugh:
* Phlegmfatale
* Ben the Husband
* My Nephew Number 2 - only by birth order; he's #1 in my book.
Three things I love:
* Ben the Husband
* Weaving
* Sky/Clouds
Three things I hate:
* Racism
* Hipocricy
* Political Right - pretending to get the government off our backs, but really, they just want to make more money for themselves.
Three things I don't understand:
* Political Left - what ever happened to taking personal responsibility?
* Cars - neither the driving nor the passion for
* People of Gentle Disposition - I love them, but how do they do it all the time.
Three things on my desk:
* The Lord of the Rings Location Guide Book - a must for any New Zealand Daily Photo blogger and Ben and I really need the Second Edition that includes the "Return of the King" locations.
* Disney's "The Twelve Days of Christmas" CD
* April 2005-March 2006 Tax Return stuff - they've been sitting there since May but I've had more enticing engagements.
Three things I'm doing right now:
* Breathing
* Typing
* Dangling my left foot because 99% of chairs in the world are too high for me.
Three things I want to do before I die:
* Use up most of my yarns; in fact before I die I hope to have gotten rid of most of my possessions so I can "go lightly".
* Learn to speak Italian and go to Italy and speak to Italians.
* See Randy Darwall again.
Three things I can do:
* Weave
* Blog
* Throw a good tantrum
Three things I can't do:
* Drive a car
* Ride a bike - See a pattern?
* Maintain a tidy Kiwi (read: super tidy) garden
Three things you should listen to:
* Me, because I AM always right and when I'm not I always apologize.
* Your parents - I'm with Phlegmy - we should at least give them a courtesy listen even when you violently disagree, but most times it's nice, and as we get older, it's mostly reminiscing and not a lot of advice/criticism. Dad?
* Your inner voice.
Three things you should never listen to:
I'm just keeping Phlegmy's answers:
* Fanatics
* Negative people who look for the dark cloud above every silver lining
* Politicians
Three things I'd like to learn:
* How to speak Italian
* How to sing just so I sound good to me
* How to warp with even tension; by myself without additional investment/equipment would be best.
Three favorite foods:
* Bananas
* Asparagus
* Home-grown, vine-ripened tomatoes
(Chocolate is not food; it's medicine.)
Three beverages I drink regularly:
* water
* milk
* Twinings Lady Gray Tea with milk poured after the tea is sufficiently strong (And there is no apostrophe on the box.)
Three TV shows/Books I watched/read as a kid:
I don't know the exact title of these shows but they were:
* The Andy Williams Show - He is the virtual-love-of-my-mother's-life.
* The Dick Van Dyke Show - He is the runner up; singing was always more important than dancing to Mom.
* The Mitch Miller Show - I think this was for the music and atmosphere.
I'm taking liberties with the tradition and adding this item:
Three things I am conflicted about because I see both sides of the argument:
* Religion - I envy those who live with faith, and yet religious fanaticism scares/annoys me.
* Travel/Residence - I envy those who have lived in the same place all their lives and love it, and yet every few years I get itchy feet; though it look to me if I ever want to leave Nelson, it'll be without Ben the Husband because he's glued to the ground now.
* USA - I lived there for 10 years, it's a superb country in so many ways, and has some of the loveliest people I know living in it, and yet this insistence that their way is the only way and other must copy, AND their financial/military power to least try to enforce it, AND THEN the gap between what they preach and their practices scar/annoy me the stuffing out of me. Rise, you good Americans!!
Three blogger friends that I am going to tag:
* Myron
* KB
* Paquete
Myron's Chicken and Smoked Sausage Gumbo
This is straight off of Myron's post. And now that you mentioned it, yes, I did read a few years ago that gumbo is okra, but I had forgotten about that.
So over to Myron:
I'm tellin' ya ratt up front. Dis is some good eatin'. Fresh loaf of homemade French bread for soppin', oh yeah. An' you can put anytang you want in it. You lak ham? Dump him in dere. Shrimp? Put 'em in in da lass few minutes because it don't take long to turn shrimp into rubber. Fish? Oyster? Hell, you makin' it. Put what you want in it.
INGREDIENTS:
3 T cooking oil
3 T all-purpose flour
1 onion, chopped
2 ribs celery, chopped
1 green bell pepper, chopped
(dose las tree tings is da Cajun Holy Trinity)
1 10 oz package frozen sliced okra
1 bay leaf
1 1/2 t dried thyme
1 t dried oregano
2 t salt
1/4 t freshly ground black pepper
1/4 t cayenne pepper (more if you gonna ax me over for supper)
1 3/4 cups canned crushed tomatoes in thick puree (that be 1 15 ounce can)
1 quart canned low-sodium chicken broth (cut da salt if you don't use low sodium here)
1/2 pound smoked sausage cut into 1/4 inch or so slices (maybe a whole pound if you ax me over)
1 pound boneless, skinless chicken breasts, cut into 3/4 inch pieces
1 cup rice (dis make it kinda loose and soupy)
PREPARATIONS:
In a large pot, heat oil over moderate heat. Whisk in flour and cook, whisking until brown as you lak. Me, I'm lak a nice dark roux. Reduce heat and stir in the trinity (onion, celery, and bell pepper) and cook until starting to soften, maybe 6 or 8 minutes. Add okra, bay leaf, thyme, oregano, salt, black pepper, cayene and tomatoes. Cover; cook 5 minutes.
Stir in broth and sausage. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer 20 minutes. Add chicken and remove bay leaf. cook about another 20 minutes or so. Or till da rice is did.
You know how to do rice, yeah? 1 cup rice, 2 cups water and brought it to a boil. Cut heat to way low, cover and cook for 20 minutes. Don't matter if a little water is lef' dis tim on account you mixin' it wit da gumbo.
Serve how you lak it. Some folk put da rice in a bowl and ladel da gumbo on top. Me, I dump da rice in da pot. Hell, it all goin' da same place no how.
Dis spose ta make 4 servin's. Yeah, if you don't ax me over it might.
So over to Myron:
I'm tellin' ya ratt up front. Dis is some good eatin'. Fresh loaf of homemade French bread for soppin', oh yeah. An' you can put anytang you want in it. You lak ham? Dump him in dere. Shrimp? Put 'em in in da lass few minutes because it don't take long to turn shrimp into rubber. Fish? Oyster? Hell, you makin' it. Put what you want in it.
INGREDIENTS:
3 T cooking oil
3 T all-purpose flour
1 onion, chopped
2 ribs celery, chopped
1 green bell pepper, chopped
(dose las tree tings is da Cajun Holy Trinity)
1 10 oz package frozen sliced okra
1 bay leaf
1 1/2 t dried thyme
1 t dried oregano
2 t salt
1/4 t freshly ground black pepper
1/4 t cayenne pepper (more if you gonna ax me over for supper)
1 3/4 cups canned crushed tomatoes in thick puree (that be 1 15 ounce can)
1 quart canned low-sodium chicken broth (cut da salt if you don't use low sodium here)
1/2 pound smoked sausage cut into 1/4 inch or so slices (maybe a whole pound if you ax me over)
1 pound boneless, skinless chicken breasts, cut into 3/4 inch pieces
1 cup rice (dis make it kinda loose and soupy)
PREPARATIONS:
In a large pot, heat oil over moderate heat. Whisk in flour and cook, whisking until brown as you lak. Me, I'm lak a nice dark roux. Reduce heat and stir in the trinity (onion, celery, and bell pepper) and cook until starting to soften, maybe 6 or 8 minutes. Add okra, bay leaf, thyme, oregano, salt, black pepper, cayene and tomatoes. Cover; cook 5 minutes.
Stir in broth and sausage. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer 20 minutes. Add chicken and remove bay leaf. cook about another 20 minutes or so. Or till da rice is did.
You know how to do rice, yeah? 1 cup rice, 2 cups water and brought it to a boil. Cut heat to way low, cover and cook for 20 minutes. Don't matter if a little water is lef' dis tim on account you mixin' it wit da gumbo.
Serve how you lak it. Some folk put da rice in a bowl and ladel da gumbo on top. Me, I dump da rice in da pot. Hell, it all goin' da same place no how.
Dis spose ta make 4 servin's. Yeah, if you don't ax me over it might.
Besan Barfi (what an unfortunate name) or Sweet Chick-Pea Squares
Remember this? Jenni thinks this might be the treat we liked so much.
*****
This comes from Flavors of India Recipes from the Vegetarian Hindu Cuisine by Shanta Nimbark Sacharoff.
INGREDIENTS:
6 Cardamon pods
3 TBSP pistachios
5 TBSP brown sugar
3 TBSP water
4 TBSP melted Ghee or clarified butter
1 cup Besan (chick pea flour)
PREPARATIONS:
Lightly coat a serving dish with a layer of ghee and set aside. Break open the cardamom pods and remove all the small seeds. Discard the shells, collect the seeds and crush them very finely under a rolling pin.
Grind the unsalted pistachio nuts into a coarse meal with a rolling pin, and set these aside also.
In a small pot, combine the sugar and 3 TBSP of water over a low heat and stir for 5 - 8 minutes. Turn the heat off when the mixture forms a syrup and begins to simmer. Leave the pot on top of the stove with the heat off so that the mixture stays warm.
In a heavy frying pan heat the melted ghee over a low temperature for 2 minutes. Now slowly add the besan, stirring continually with a wooden spoon. When all the besan has been added, saute the mixture for 5 minutes, still over a low heat.
Add the chopped pistachio nuts and continue to stir the mixture with a constant, steady motion for 10 - 15 minutes. Keep a close eye on the color of the besan. When it turns a light, reddish brown, add the crushed cardamom and warm sugar syrup.
It is important that you continue stirring while you add the cardamom seeds and syrup. Continue to cook and stir the mixture for a few minutes until the syrup and besan blend together to form a thick, stiff mass.
Quickly transfer this thickened mixture to the greased plate and spread it into a large circle with the back of a spoon.
Spread the barfi evenly until it is within an edge of the dish. With the top surface of the barfi is cool enough to touch, use the palm of your hand to flatten and smooth the surface.
Place this dish in a refrigerator for 1/2 hour so that it hardens enough to be cut. Then cut it into 2 inch squares and remove from the plate with a metal spatula.
Serve besan barfi as a snack, with tea or as a dessert.
Serves six.
*****
This comes from Flavors of India Recipes from the Vegetarian Hindu Cuisine by Shanta Nimbark Sacharoff.
INGREDIENTS:
6 Cardamon pods
3 TBSP pistachios
5 TBSP brown sugar
3 TBSP water
4 TBSP melted Ghee or clarified butter
1 cup Besan (chick pea flour)
PREPARATIONS:
Lightly coat a serving dish with a layer of ghee and set aside. Break open the cardamom pods and remove all the small seeds. Discard the shells, collect the seeds and crush them very finely under a rolling pin.
Grind the unsalted pistachio nuts into a coarse meal with a rolling pin, and set these aside also.
In a small pot, combine the sugar and 3 TBSP of water over a low heat and stir for 5 - 8 minutes. Turn the heat off when the mixture forms a syrup and begins to simmer. Leave the pot on top of the stove with the heat off so that the mixture stays warm.
In a heavy frying pan heat the melted ghee over a low temperature for 2 minutes. Now slowly add the besan, stirring continually with a wooden spoon. When all the besan has been added, saute the mixture for 5 minutes, still over a low heat.
Add the chopped pistachio nuts and continue to stir the mixture with a constant, steady motion for 10 - 15 minutes. Keep a close eye on the color of the besan. When it turns a light, reddish brown, add the crushed cardamom and warm sugar syrup.
It is important that you continue stirring while you add the cardamom seeds and syrup. Continue to cook and stir the mixture for a few minutes until the syrup and besan blend together to form a thick, stiff mass.
Quickly transfer this thickened mixture to the greased plate and spread it into a large circle with the back of a spoon.
Spread the barfi evenly until it is within an edge of the dish. With the top surface of the barfi is cool enough to touch, use the palm of your hand to flatten and smooth the surface.
Place this dish in a refrigerator for 1/2 hour so that it hardens enough to be cut. Then cut it into 2 inch squares and remove from the plate with a metal spatula.
Serve besan barfi as a snack, with tea or as a dessert.
Serves six.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
My Travelling Mom
My parents didn't get to go on a Honeymoon until they were married for something like 25 years, but since then, they've been unstoppable. They have traveled, together and separately, to many countries in Europe, Asia, and Oceania. Last week and this week, Mom has been on a textile tour in Guatemala, and the day after Rudy kindly posted this, Mom showed up at Rudy's office. (I wonder if I can count that as having "met" a fellow blogger.)
I'm glad Mom's having a great trip. She's 76 and Dad's 79 and they suspect they are nearing the end of their long-howl traveling days. They have another trip to New Zealand next Jan/Feb, and then it might be up to us to go home to see them.
Thank you, Rudy.
I'm glad Mom's having a great trip. She's 76 and Dad's 79 and they suspect they are nearing the end of their long-howl traveling days. They have another trip to New Zealand next Jan/Feb, and then it might be up to us to go home to see them.
Thank you, Rudy.
Country Western Music
I don't know the fine line between Country and Western, but I've always empathized with the sentiments expressed in the lyrics. It's nice to know others too suffer from life's minor setbacks and take a while to get over themselves; I am not alone!!
This morning, when I turned the TV to see if I can catch the German station DW's news (in English), I caught an infomercial of a Country and Western compilation series, and this lady told me, "Heaven's Just a Sin Away".
Being easily convinced, I turned off the TV, got back on the computer, and bought some Cecily cards, many Cecily cards, and two calendars. I think the joy of Internet shopping is not in the purchases themselves, but in the selecton and anticipation. Which is probably true with in-person shopping, but not being inundated by seductive retailers in this small city, I kind of forgot the joy of spending the whole day looking at multitude of options to spend/own. Which is not a bad thing considering the limited options here, and how I still manage burst Visa at the seams.
BUT Cecily cards bring joy and laughter to many women, so I can justify it.
Ooops, I wasn't going to tell Ben about this yet; too late.
This morning, when I turned the TV to see if I can catch the German station DW's news (in English), I caught an infomercial of a Country and Western compilation series, and this lady told me, "Heaven's Just a Sin Away".
Being easily convinced, I turned off the TV, got back on the computer, and bought some Cecily cards, many Cecily cards, and two calendars. I think the joy of Internet shopping is not in the purchases themselves, but in the selecton and anticipation. Which is probably true with in-person shopping, but not being inundated by seductive retailers in this small city, I kind of forgot the joy of spending the whole day looking at multitude of options to spend/own. Which is not a bad thing considering the limited options here, and how I still manage burst Visa at the seams.
BUT Cecily cards bring joy and laughter to many women, so I can justify it.
Ooops, I wasn't going to tell Ben about this yet; too late.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Math Confusion
Last minute design being done on the floor between the two looms; next warp plan takes place at the same time. 
Weft picks are not adding up. Not sure which way, but I had a gut feeling I was WAY off. TWICE.
Monday, November 27, 2006
The Most Talked About...
This is the most talked about book in New Zealand this week; journalist Nicky Hager investigated the now-former National (opposition) Party leader Don Brash and his relationships with many organizations and how Brash portrayed/denied these relationships to the public. Brash resigned last Thursday; National has a new leader today.I post this because it is published by Craig Potton Publishing of Nelson; Craig Potton is/was(?) a photographer of nature and landscape photos, and his company usually publishes stunningly beautiful picture books of New Zealand.
(The book has a rubbed-out gray metallic-looking cover; it's not bad lighting, just in case you wondered!)
It's about Rugby, Stupid!
The All Blacks performed the Haka in the changing room because they didn't like the Welsh telling them to do it after the NZ national anthem, before the Welsh national anthem. Now the Welsh are appealing to the International Rugby Board. And I thought it was about rugby.
More here.
More here.
11AM, Monday
Bardelicious, on Trafalgar Street, is ready to open for lunch. Across the street is the popular Victorian Rose pub; they have live music several nights a week.
One Learned Hound wonders if Pages has any new books worth investigating this week.
Port Tarakohe Limestone Quarry
Port Tarakohe, Golden Bay, to the left of the "Ruin".
Parking lot and work area.
To the right.
Limestone quarry across Abel Tasman Drive.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Rudolph the Geek?
Today, as I worked through some fetal-position-inducing-crisis on and around my loom, I listened to Bing Crosby's Merry Christmas, compiled in 1986. I realized "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" is about the redemption of the bullied, not due to any hitherto unknown talent or good character, but because of his physical irregularity. I imagine him to be smaller than the other reindeer, and in this rendition, he reveals a particularly unattractive squeaky, geeky, whiny voice, leading me to question if it was indeed solely the redness of the nose which caused him to be an outsider. Further, I wonder about his fate following the return from their annual outing, after which time, presumably, his nose would be of no service to the rest, at least for another year. I'm thinking, he probably goes back to being left out by the time the they all sit around the table, pulling on turkey wishbone.
Though the CD has many of the standards we've come to expect from Crosby, my favorites are the less-known "Christmas in Killarney" and "Mele Kalikimaka".
Friday, November 24, 2006
What's Going On, New Zealand Post!!
Ben had to go to Wellington early today, so I've been up since 5.45, and been blogging until now - shivers, it's 10am - instead of... ummmm... working. And Blogger has been working beautifully.
Which got me to thinking, in October, people sent me invites to two art openings; both cards were posted in the bulk mail box at the back of the post office about 3 meters away from my PO Box (and not the mail box in front of the PO about 10 meters away from my PO Box), and took 12 days to travel the 3 meters, and I missed both openings. I'm still waiting for two pieces of mail from Auckland allegedly posted to me about four weeks ago. And even within this micro-city Nelson, stuff takes about a week to be delivered! I can crawl across town faster than that. I support the postal system and the greeting card industry; I mail a lot of cards and even some letters, but boy, for important things, I'm leaning towards Internet more and more. Except my parents, who are still on fax machines.
In comparison, Blogger is the eighth wonder of the world.
I'm expecting Turkey Meal pictures on North American blogs; pumpkin pie with whipped cream pics are especially appreciated, or the turkey sandwich the day after - dark meat for me, please.
Which got me to thinking, in October, people sent me invites to two art openings; both cards were posted in the bulk mail box at the back of the post office about 3 meters away from my PO Box (and not the mail box in front of the PO about 10 meters away from my PO Box), and took 12 days to travel the 3 meters, and I missed both openings. I'm still waiting for two pieces of mail from Auckland allegedly posted to me about four weeks ago. And even within this micro-city Nelson, stuff takes about a week to be delivered! I can crawl across town faster than that. I support the postal system and the greeting card industry; I mail a lot of cards and even some letters, but boy, for important things, I'm leaning towards Internet more and more. Except my parents, who are still on fax machines.
In comparison, Blogger is the eighth wonder of the world.
I'm expecting Turkey Meal pictures on North American blogs; pumpkin pie with whipped cream pics are especially appreciated, or the turkey sandwich the day after - dark meat for me, please.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Pooch
A blog can never have enough pooch pics, but since we don't have one, I borrowed my friend Marj's former neighbor (who is now in German)'s Rex. But he was at our place. Love those ears.Boarder Collies are extremely popular in New Zealand; they are great work dogs but do require a lot of exercise regularly, but most of them seem to have such nice temperament.
Naughty Blogger
I was a bit taken aback this morning; word verification wanted me to type a word I might sometimes say but never type... Even though there was a G in front of it... It was the F word. It was a bit too early in the morning...
Speechless
Don't get me wrong, Ben's my husband, my life partner, soul mate, travel companion, IT guy, chauffeur, cook and a funny guy to boot, but I think I'm entitled to let off a bit of steam.
He hates it when I ask him how many holiday days he has left; his standard response is a gruff "not a lot," so I don't/can't plan much. Last week, he announces he has so many holiday days owed, he needs to use up a few before Christmas, so he's taking the first week of December, and would I want to do something?!?!?
Now I know this is his house, too, and I love him dearly, but just as I'm embarking on one of the biggest project of my life, not only can't I be bothered to go anywhere on a holiday, but frankly, I don't even want to worry if he wants a cuppa or a toast. He's self-sufficient, so he doesn't need the wife to make him a cuppa, but if he's home, I feel I should.
So here are your choices, Dear: you can go on a short holiday by yourself, you can be my slave/cook, or you can tidy the garden and finish the unfinished DYI jobs, but don't come looking for attention.
Geez.
He hates it when I ask him how many holiday days he has left; his standard response is a gruff "not a lot," so I don't/can't plan much. Last week, he announces he has so many holiday days owed, he needs to use up a few before Christmas, so he's taking the first week of December, and would I want to do something?!?!?
Now I know this is his house, too, and I love him dearly, but just as I'm embarking on one of the biggest project of my life, not only can't I be bothered to go anywhere on a holiday, but frankly, I don't even want to worry if he wants a cuppa or a toast. He's self-sufficient, so he doesn't need the wife to make him a cuppa, but if he's home, I feel I should.
So here are your choices, Dear: you can go on a short holiday by yourself, you can be my slave/cook, or you can tidy the garden and finish the unfinished DYI jobs, but don't come looking for attention.
Geez.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Happy Turkey Day and All The Best
Happy Turkey Day to all those who celebrate. Enjoy the company and the food, and, ok, the football if you are so inclined.
I've finally started to panic about my exhibit, coming up in 68 days, so if I am scarce around here, NDP, or on your blogs, please forgive me. I might occasionally post on Unravelling, but I think the idea is for me to strap myself to the loom bench and stay there for the next two months, or at least until Christmas. Let's see how long that resolution lasts!
I've finally started to panic about my exhibit, coming up in 68 days, so if I am scarce around here, NDP, or on your blogs, please forgive me. I might occasionally post on Unravelling, but I think the idea is for me to strap myself to the loom bench and stay there for the next two months, or at least until Christmas. Let's see how long that resolution lasts!
Monday, November 20, 2006
The Eleven Pipers
I love Christmas Carols and I have around a dozen Christmas Albums of various artists. Today I was listening to The Lettermen's 1992 The Lettermen (It Feels Like Christmas) while threading a new warp on my big loom, and I got to thinking. The eleven pipes piping on the eleventh day; what kind of pipes do you suppose they are playing? See, for a while I thought for no clear reason they would be bag pipes! I love bag pipes. We have never been to Paris but we have been to Scotland twice. And I thought how wonderful it would be if eleven stout Scottish boys in kilts came knocking on my door playing happy bag pipes, with the little tasseled purse and all.
Of course, I went to a college named Hamline, so I'm open to the possibility the Eleventh Day Pipers are a bit more low-keyed. One can only dream...
Sunday, November 19, 2006
My Mate Myron Strikes Again.
Here, in a short few seconds, the story of Kiwi Number 8 Wire ingenuity, the Kafkaesque life we lead at the edge of the world, and how many of us pursue our big and little dreams at almost any cost. I was expecting him to crash to the ground, but I'm glad I heard the splash; he will try again, I'm sure.
Hummmm, that IS a splash and not a splat, isn't it?
Hummmm, that IS a splash and not a splat, isn't it?
Friday, November 17, 2006
They Shift, Dear.
You can't fight gravity.A few years ago I found a huge wall of these at Christchurch Polytechnic Institute of Technology (tautology!!!); because of the way theirs were lined up in front of a building, I thought the wall was meant to stop enraged students from driving into the building.
My friend was jokingly threatened by students that if the tutorial session didn't cover this-or-that area, they will "let the rocks loose."
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Feel-Good Photos
Weaver Ann sent me some pictures from the workshop in October this morning; one of them was Randy leaving the venue (looking overly happily, I might add), which might just be the only photo in the world with me in the same frame.
If you need a bit of a pick-me-up, here are my gifts to you.
(My favorite piece of ceramic, and I didn't see the dead bug until I resized to upload!!!)
If you need a bit of a pick-me-up, here are my gifts to you.
(My favorite piece of ceramic, and I didn't see the dead bug until I resized to upload!!!)
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
The Ritz, Nelson
Chris and Deb's Minneapolis DP reminded me of an old backup shot I took in September. I just looked up one grumpy Saturday morning - I was supposed to be at the gym, but was hanging around the bookshop, and Ben was working, again! And then, I found The Ritz, in little old Nelson!Downstairs is a shoe shop and a men's wear shop, but I'd imagine upstairs is used as an office.
Two in One Day
Not only did Carol got me to a fabulous start today, I got an email from the Great One. Two in one day. If I die in my sleep tonight, know that I've gone happily, though Ben would have to get rid of all that yarn!
A Real Doctor of Philosophy
This is one of the two professors I have been in love with since 1977; he has guided me, watched over me, laughed with me, (put up with my procrastinations), shared his music with me for.... yikes, it's coming up to 30 years?!?! Most of all, he has tirelessly worked for peace (in some big ways, too) and for his neighbors alike, always with a cheerful smile. I keep thinking of the word "humanity" when I think of him, and I am blessed to know him.
Carol, thank you so much for the surprise, and just when I needed a boost to get cracking on the loom! I'm printing this out and putting it on my studio wall!
Carol, thank you so much for the surprise, and just when I needed a boost to get cracking on the loom! I'm printing this out and putting it on my studio wall!
Monday, November 13, 2006
Why?
Why is there no DP from Ireland? There are a lot of countries not represented in DP, I realize, and no one country is more desirable than another, but it just seems so strange there is none from Ireland, especially since IT is said to have brought the unprecedented economic boom at the end of last century. So, those of you who have family, friends and foes in Ireland, do please ask if they would be interested in joining!
This Is How We See Nelson
Every year Telecom solicits paintings to be used on the cover of the phone book. My friend Trish just sent me this link, where we can bid on the original artwork. It's fun just to see what people chose as the subject representing the region.
And if you insist, you can choose other regions around the country by selecting at top right.
And if you insist, you can choose other regions around the country by selecting at top right.
Understanding Kiwi Blokes
I put a link to Speights from our Recipes blog, but after watching my favorite TV commercial, I couldn't resist repeating it here.
These "Southern Men" seen in Speights commercials are iconic, prototype, in-danger-of -extinction Kiwi blokes. Some men describe themselves as Southern Men, but those who do tend to be urban cowboys; real Kiwi men don't talk a lot (just listen to their elocution!!), and don't need to declare themselves as anything.
My favorite is the "Progress" episode.
PS. Having watched all five again just now, the older man is a bit more eloquent than in the previous series, to my dismay. What is happening to the Southern Man?!
These "Southern Men" seen in Speights commercials are iconic, prototype, in-danger-of -extinction Kiwi blokes. Some men describe themselves as Southern Men, but those who do tend to be urban cowboys; real Kiwi men don't talk a lot (just listen to their elocution!!), and don't need to declare themselves as anything.
My favorite is the "Progress" episode.
PS. Having watched all five again just now, the older man is a bit more eloquent than in the previous series, to my dismay. What is happening to the Southern Man?!
"Reef Knot"
From the Nelson Public Art & Sculpture Walks map:"Reef Knot", by Nelson Sculptor Grant Palliser, is on the Maitai River side of the Millers Acre Centre, Taha o te Awa. The two strands of this steel nautical know symbolically link the history of the past with the present. The grounded strand acknowledges the Tangata Whenua (sic. host people) and the early British colonisation of the area. The free strand extends positively into the future, reflecting the independence that we now value. It was unveiled by HRH the Duke of York Prince Andrew in 2005.
Saturday's Oracle, I love. This piece looks unfinished and out of place. This is the way you are most likely to enter Nelson, so what kind of first impression does this give me? "Welcome, Boaties", "Hello, Sailor", or "All Knotted Up"!
Grandma Dorie’s Chicken Soup
With granddaughter Jenny’s adaptations. Parsnips and turnips - I have to try this immediately. It sounds almost worth getting a bit of sniffle for! Thank you, Jenny!
INGREDIENTS:
Fill a large pot 2/3 with cold water.
Add:
Chicken parts (I freeze the backs, necks, and other inconvenient parts when I roast a chicken or cut up a whole one, and use them in soup; you can also use a package of legs/thighs/wings.) or a turkey carcass (tastes even better!)
Vegetables – it tastes wonderful if you roast them first:
A couple of onions cut in quarters
A couple of carrots and a few stalks of celery, chopped roughly
Parsnip is nice, too.
Turnip isn’t bad.
A small handful of salt, preferably kosher
Pepper
Parsley – about half a bunch, chopped
Thyme – maybe a tablespoon
A half a lemon if you like a bit of tang to it.
PREPARATIONS:
-Simmer all this for at least 2 hours.
-Refrigerate overnight. When it’s cold the fat congeals on top and you can skim it off.
-Reheat and eat, with rice or egg noodles if you like.
If you are in a hurry to heal the sick, you can eat it on the first day but it’s MUCH better on the second!
When you are done eating your fill, if you have any left, reduce it a bit more and strain for stock – I freeze it in 2-cup containers and use it as a base for other soups or as a secret ingredient in stir-fries, stews, etc.
INGREDIENTS:
Fill a large pot 2/3 with cold water.
Add:
Chicken parts (I freeze the backs, necks, and other inconvenient parts when I roast a chicken or cut up a whole one, and use them in soup; you can also use a package of legs/thighs/wings.) or a turkey carcass (tastes even better!)
Vegetables – it tastes wonderful if you roast them first:
A couple of onions cut in quarters
A couple of carrots and a few stalks of celery, chopped roughly
Parsnip is nice, too.
Turnip isn’t bad.
A small handful of salt, preferably kosher
Pepper
Parsley – about half a bunch, chopped
Thyme – maybe a tablespoon
A half a lemon if you like a bit of tang to it.
PREPARATIONS:
-Simmer all this for at least 2 hours.
-Refrigerate overnight. When it’s cold the fat congeals on top and you can skim it off.
-Reheat and eat, with rice or egg noodles if you like.
If you are in a hurry to heal the sick, you can eat it on the first day but it’s MUCH better on the second!
When you are done eating your fill, if you have any left, reduce it a bit more and strain for stock – I freeze it in 2-cup containers and use it as a base for other soups or as a secret ingredient in stir-fries, stews, etc.
Using Maple Syrup
We love ribs, and sometime we get a hankering for The Brigand's Ribs real bad, so we drive all the way to Takaka (an hour and a half north, over the hill; don't tell the Green Party!) for some. Yesterday was one such day.We heard from a few people on- and off-line about the maple syrup in Ben's Teriyaki sauce. Surprisingly, we saw on the blackboard yesterday that among other ingredients, The Brigand uses maple syrup and plum sauce for their ribs. So, with a good South Island beer, (Speights Old Dark in this case), cheers!
(Check out the Speights commercials, if you have the time; these Southern Man are seen almost as iconic Kiwi blokes, i.e. near extinction. I particularly like the "Progress" episode. You might have to listen to it a few times before you can understand what they are saying; that's bloke speech for you.)
Sunday, November 12, 2006
How to be a Minnesotan
Some of you know I lived in Minneapolis, Minnesota off and on for 10 years. I found this today, and may I humbly add: always have a can of Campbell's Cream of Mushroom soup, tuna, and a bag of macaronis, so you can make Tuna Hotdish on short notice. Frozen green peas optional. Now THIS, I hesitate to add to my Recipes blog.
Toddler (?) Tui
Tuies (Prosthemadera novaseelandiae) are easily identified by the white tufts on the throat. As seen in the blurry second photo, the beak fits right into the flax flower. I am still looking for sound bites of a tui singing, because it is so pleasant. We thought this might be a toddler or a teen, because it had a slightly brighter coloring and was about 25% smaller than usual, and comparatively unafraid of us.
Found outside Motueka sculptor Tim Wraight's Sealevel Studio.
PS. Myron, of Texas, found this site; thanks a million, mate! Scroll down to tui and listen. I had a bit of a problem, but it words. Tuis heard in real life have a little deeper, resonating call than the clip; close your eyes, imagine a rain forest, and listen to the first part of the clip, and you get the idea. I should have mentioned these birds are called New Zealand Bellbirds also.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
"Oracle (Future is in Our Hands)"
From my favorite "Nelson Public Art & Sculpture Walks" map: (This) bronze sculpture was created by Grant Palliser and installed outside the Stoke Library in 1996. The hand emerges from the ground in a cradling fashion, referring to Nelson's nurturing landscape and creative environment. Native snails (Powelliphanta - a threatened species) on the base are a symbolic environmental caution and remind us to hold on to the good things about Nelson and the things of the past.
Grant Palliser has created interesting and beautiful public art works, and this is one of my favorite in Nelson, (except the part of snails creeping up the hand...)
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Richmond and the Western Ranges, Clear. Golden Bay, Rain.
I'm more used to seeing rain in the west (left) but tonight was different.
Static Web Sites
I'm trying to update my MegWeaves web site, and am having a hard time switching my frame of mind. Compared to our (and that includes all of YOUR incredible) blogs, static web sites are so... static and boring. They are intended to be a little more permanent, and "professional", and I prefer mine without all the bells, whistles and otherwise fancy stuff, it seems that much more passé. Grumble, grumble.
Serendipity
Does this happen to you, too? You visit a blog, and leave a comment, and just at just at that moment, receive a comment from the author of the very blog you were visiting? I love it. It's almost like speaking to the person. Today, it was Keropok Man.
I'm trying to blog wisely; that is, I'm trying not to spend endless hours every day visiting and commenting, but use a block of time to go everywhere and then leave it for a few days. Well, this morning was supposed to be such a block, and Blogger didn't allow me to comment at all. This reminded me of the time when my mate Gino told me if I ever wanted to shut up an Italian, all I need to do is to tie his hands behind his back. Well, Blogger sure had my hands tied today.
Having said that, it's incredible to think what Blogger does for me, every day, and for free. So, thank you, Blogger, and all you bloggers.
I'm trying to blog wisely; that is, I'm trying not to spend endless hours every day visiting and commenting, but use a block of time to go everywhere and then leave it for a few days. Well, this morning was supposed to be such a block, and Blogger didn't allow me to comment at all. This reminded me of the time when my mate Gino told me if I ever wanted to shut up an Italian, all I need to do is to tie his hands behind his back. Well, Blogger sure had my hands tied today.
Having said that, it's incredible to think what Blogger does for me, every day, and for free. So, thank you, Blogger, and all you bloggers.
Kath's Blog
Nelson song-writer Kath started a blog. I'm hoping she's going to share stories of how she is inspired in her craft. Please visit her Songs For Kids.
Nelson Giants
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I find it interesting the mural dipicts women, because the Nelson Giants are men, though they do have a cheerleading (women) squad and a GI-Ant mascot of unknown gender. I like the signatures in the corner. .0.jpg)
On the other side of the building was a rather sad looking court with cracked concrete 'floor'; I'm guessing/hoping they have the nice court inside.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
New Old Signs
I found this used car place a while back when I was thinking of some of your DPs with lots of shop signs. I went to talk to the owner, who told me the signs were painted the just previous day, but were made to look old. I lost interest in shooting at that point, but looking at Slinger's post, I thought I'd revisit the place.When I visited the shop the first time, it was before they opened and there were fewer cars. Now the lot is full of cars, and yours truly being vertically challenged, it was hard to shoot signs and not cars. Darn.
This one was parked across the street, and I'm not sure if it belongs to Monty's. New Zealand is an old car heaven and you see old and very old cars driven all the time. One friend used to drive a Ford T, until maintenance became too expensive. There used to be a garage specializing Morris Minors out in Wakefield; literally there were something like 2- or 300 Morries parked, stacked and left around the place and we used to marvel at the sight, but the garage was sold about three years ago and the cute Morries are all gone.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Headline, The Nelson Mail
Nelson mulls 'Manilow method' to deter loiterers
07 November 2006
By DANIEL NIELSEN
Nelson police and the city council are thinking about using the "Manilow method" to disperse boy racers and boozing teenagers from the inner-city Buxton Square carpark.
The method - playing Barry Manilow and other easy-listening tunes through speakers in central city public spaces to discourage young people from loitering - is used in England and Australia, and could soon be in Whangarei and now Nelson.
The Buxton carpark borders several inner-city bars and has been the scene of plenty of fights and disorderly behaviour. A court judge once described it as a "gladiatorial arena".
Senior Sergeant Tony Bernards said Nelson police were working with the council, inner-city residents and businesses to improve safety and the Manilow method was one tactic being considered.
Nelson man John Pinel and Fresh FM programme director Jo Ann Firestone tested the Manilow method in Buxton Square on a recent Saturday night.
The pair drove into the carpark, Manilow blasting from the car stereo, and sought reaction from teenagers.
Mr Pinel said "we turned a few heads but no one attacked the car or anything".
He said the teenagers hated Manilow's music but had told him it wouldn't stop them coming to Buxton Square.
Mr Pinel criticised the council, police and retailers for not wanting to look at why there were problems in Buxton Square. They appeared to want to hide the problem, he said.
Safe City council community liaison adviser Ingrid Beach said Mr Pinel's criticism was typical.
The council was doing more than just trying to get young people out of Buxton Square.
It was also trying to get young school leavers into employment or training through its social wellbeing policy.
Ms Beach said another idea for improving safety in Buxton Square was redesigning the toilet block because the benches and covered verandah encouraged people to gather there.
She said the options would be considered by councillors before being made public.
But she ruled out installing more speed humps, because of the reduction in parking space.
The council had received complaints about puddles of vomit and urine in Buxton Square, boy racers drinking out of car boots and doing dangerous hand-brake skids, rubbish, violence and vandalism.
She said young girls were also going there to be "picked up".
"We want to make it a safe place."
Street ambassadors and Maori wardens were now patrolling the carpark during weekends, she said.
Sports Cafe manager Craig Bradford and Shark Club owner Steve Shepherd both said a stronger police presence would deter juvenile delinquents from hanging around the area.
Mr Bradford suggested police set up a kiosk like the one in Christchurch's Cathedral Square and said the Manilow method wouldn't work because boy racers would just "pump up" their own stereos.
*****
So Manilow is uncool? Darn.
07 November 2006
By DANIEL NIELSEN
Nelson police and the city council are thinking about using the "Manilow method" to disperse boy racers and boozing teenagers from the inner-city Buxton Square carpark.
The method - playing Barry Manilow and other easy-listening tunes through speakers in central city public spaces to discourage young people from loitering - is used in England and Australia, and could soon be in Whangarei and now Nelson.
The Buxton carpark borders several inner-city bars and has been the scene of plenty of fights and disorderly behaviour. A court judge once described it as a "gladiatorial arena".
Senior Sergeant Tony Bernards said Nelson police were working with the council, inner-city residents and businesses to improve safety and the Manilow method was one tactic being considered.
Nelson man John Pinel and Fresh FM programme director Jo Ann Firestone tested the Manilow method in Buxton Square on a recent Saturday night.
The pair drove into the carpark, Manilow blasting from the car stereo, and sought reaction from teenagers.
Mr Pinel said "we turned a few heads but no one attacked the car or anything".
He said the teenagers hated Manilow's music but had told him it wouldn't stop them coming to Buxton Square.
Mr Pinel criticised the council, police and retailers for not wanting to look at why there were problems in Buxton Square. They appeared to want to hide the problem, he said.
Safe City council community liaison adviser Ingrid Beach said Mr Pinel's criticism was typical.
The council was doing more than just trying to get young people out of Buxton Square.
It was also trying to get young school leavers into employment or training through its social wellbeing policy.
Ms Beach said another idea for improving safety in Buxton Square was redesigning the toilet block because the benches and covered verandah encouraged people to gather there.
She said the options would be considered by councillors before being made public.
But she ruled out installing more speed humps, because of the reduction in parking space.
The council had received complaints about puddles of vomit and urine in Buxton Square, boy racers drinking out of car boots and doing dangerous hand-brake skids, rubbish, violence and vandalism.
She said young girls were also going there to be "picked up".
"We want to make it a safe place."
Street ambassadors and Maori wardens were now patrolling the carpark during weekends, she said.
Sports Cafe manager Craig Bradford and Shark Club owner Steve Shepherd both said a stronger police presence would deter juvenile delinquents from hanging around the area.
Mr Bradford suggested police set up a kiosk like the one in Christchurch's Cathedral Square and said the Manilow method wouldn't work because boy racers would just "pump up" their own stereos.
*****
So Manilow is uncool? Darn.
Monday, November 06, 2006
In a Nutshell
This is New Zealand in a nutshell according to CIA. I find it hard to believe that 80% of the population live in cities, but couldn't find the definition for cities, so maybe every little town counts. On the other hand, I would have thought we had more than 118 airports; it seems wherever there are three houses in a 1km radius, there is an airport! We had a census earlier this year, so the results from that should be forthcoming.
In New Zealand, ostensibly for statistics purposes, one is asked for ethnic background all the time. For Asians, it is Chinese, Indian or other, so we are known as Asian-Other in NZ. It's kind of nice to see all Asians lumped together.
In New Zealand, ostensibly for statistics purposes, one is asked for ethnic background all the time. For Asians, it is Chinese, Indian or other, so we are known as Asian-Other in NZ. It's kind of nice to see all Asians lumped together.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
What to Add to a Bolognese Sauce
Astute readers will have noticed Mile Stones' comment about what you can add to a good Bolognese Sauce, but I thought I'd post it independently. So it is.
"I lived for 7 & a half years in London & Paris with Nelly from Paris (still & forever one of my closest friends). She and her mum & sisters are all consummate cooks & I started getting involved from watching her. So, forget the Italian classic, that's just the basis. Over the years I have grown used to chopping in extra veg besides the usual tomato & onion with mince meat. I like to add small chopped chips of red & green peppers, pipped olives, occasionally small bits of carrot. Strong on the kind of pre-crushed garlic paste we find here everywhere, very practical & useful indeed, always stays fresh and is far quicker & cleaner than crushing cloves yourself. That starts with the onions, before the meat, which can just have a little celery salt.
"Also, besides the standard oregano, the seasoning is lavish with Italian green herbs, sometimes Herbes de Provençe, maybe even a little cumin. Oh, & a couple of TSs of wine - white or red, doesn't matter. I'd say that the end product is, in fact, more like a southern French than typically Italian, but it always goes down well. Also, the added veg is a good way to make a good few plate loads, which if you are busy can wait in the freezer or fridge & keep you going for a few meals (one or two people). Or it's a spaghettatta when you have friends round!! Don't forget the Parmesan and garlic bread."
Can I also add that I like to pub diced egg plants (aubergines) with our without the skin, too.
"I lived for 7 & a half years in London & Paris with Nelly from Paris (still & forever one of my closest friends). She and her mum & sisters are all consummate cooks & I started getting involved from watching her. So, forget the Italian classic, that's just the basis. Over the years I have grown used to chopping in extra veg besides the usual tomato & onion with mince meat. I like to add small chopped chips of red & green peppers, pipped olives, occasionally small bits of carrot. Strong on the kind of pre-crushed garlic paste we find here everywhere, very practical & useful indeed, always stays fresh and is far quicker & cleaner than crushing cloves yourself. That starts with the onions, before the meat, which can just have a little celery salt.
"Also, besides the standard oregano, the seasoning is lavish with Italian green herbs, sometimes Herbes de Provençe, maybe even a little cumin. Oh, & a couple of TSs of wine - white or red, doesn't matter. I'd say that the end product is, in fact, more like a southern French than typically Italian, but it always goes down well. Also, the added veg is a good way to make a good few plate loads, which if you are busy can wait in the freezer or fridge & keep you going for a few meals (one or two people). Or it's a spaghettatta when you have friends round!! Don't forget the Parmesan and garlic bread."
Can I also add that I like to pub diced egg plants (aubergines) with our without the skin, too.
A Strangely Attractive Blog
Can't remember how I found this, but it's called BibliOdeyssey. (This is the first time Blogger lost my post!)
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Wanna Buzz?
We have problems with youths and young-at-hearts taking "herbal" party pills and/or "recreational" drugs, in addition to the more serious P-induced crimes. I was astonished to find this shop front yesterday, and an elderly lady was even more shocked to see me photograph the shop front.Me, I stick to "health food" shop supplements, but the efficacy and/or the safety of those are just as dubious, and I've had mind-altering experiences with common cold or hey fever medicine. Or chocolate-covered coffee beans, but I digress.
The Way I Talk ... To Myself
I noticed lately that I talk to myself as if I'm drafting a blog post.
I was the only child until I was six and a half; I worked in IT for a while; and now I work alone in a basement studio, so you bet, I talk a lot to myself. But I'm not sure about this new explanatory/declaratory tone. It seems everything in my life is now a potential post!
I was the only child until I was six and a half; I worked in IT for a while; and now I work alone in a basement studio, so you bet, I talk a lot to myself. But I'm not sure about this new explanatory/declaratory tone. It seems everything in my life is now a potential post!
Friday, November 03, 2006
Headless Ken
Banks, cafes, doctor's surgery... many businesses have a small box or two of toys to keep children entertained while grownups take care of ... business. The toys are donated by staff, clients, and other ex-kids, and seem to get a second (or third) life, as in the case of one Headless Ken (or GI "Land mine" Joe?). (Has anyone ever compared the B-sides of Ken and Joe?)This box was found at Stoke Medical Centre.
Tiny Tramping Boots
At a second-hand/charity store, next to my dentist's office. (I missed my appointment today because I mis-read the bus schedule.)Kiwis are of course world-famous for walking and tramping and being fit, but this must be why. Teeny kids stumble past us when we go on easy walks, and if THAT doesn't make me unfit...
PS. I found these late on Friday afternoon. By Monday afternoon, they were gone.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
New Zealand Army Band at Edinburgh Military Tatoo
Courtesy of Fatale Abstraction. Please check these Kiwi boys (and I bet, girls). Thank you so much, Phlegmy.
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