MageB ⋅ 83
Journaling since 1974. I'm an artist, book lady, and quilter living at the beach with a car guy. We wait out the pandemic in our little condo above the beach. Having been homeless in the 70's, the car guy and I truly appreciate where we are today. All entries are copyrighted under the author's legal name under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported. © Copyright 1974-2021.
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RAT RODS in Postcards 4
A Rat Rod is an old vehicle recreated into a artistic pile of machinery. The run of the Rat Rods at the Automotive Museum is almost over. George is enthusiastic when a show first starts. ...
ENGINEERING MARVELS in Postcards 4
I must admit that I’m fascinated by theturn of the century engineering creations that are scattered all over America. In Minneapolis, George and I traveled the river by burned out shells of flo...
GOOD BETTER BEST in Postcards 4
When I first get to work, I pull my apron and camera on and go take shots for the (ACS Discovery Shop/Point Loma) shop’s Facebook page. I stagger about the floor just shooting what I see. I’...
HAPPY HAPPY in Postcards 4
1983 Happy Mother’s Day to those who celebrate the day. Happy Mother’s Day to my two daughters Margot and Milaka. Happy anniversary day to George and I. We met this day 35 years ago. Happy...
SIMPLE BEAUTY in Postcards 4
Marc Chagall’s Bouquet, print. Mostly I find myself smiling all the way to work. I who forget everything have never forgotten to post an image to Facebook every morning. When I first ar...
SIMPLE BEAUTY in Postcards 4
Marc Chagall’s Bouquet, print. Mostly I find myself smiling all the way to work. I who forget everything have never forgotten to post an image to Facebook every morning. When I first ar...
CARPET CLEANING DE JOUR in Postcards 4
Low art. <center></center><center><font size="1">Low art.</font></center> We are having the carpet cleaned…again. While I was out this morning, G took d...
CARPET CLEANING DE JOUR in Postcards 4
Low art. We are having the carpet cleaned…again. While I was out this morning, G took down all the low art and moved all movable furniture. The Carpet cleaner guy, who is an exceptionally n...
VIEWS in Postcards 4
Heading up the California coastline. 2017. Walking in the pool this morning, I took a moment to look up as a jet roared overhead. I floated comfortably as I watched contrails far overhea...
CINCO DE MAYO AND OTHER IMPORTANCES in Postcards 4
One of our volunteers brought in these two grandmother made quilts into the store. They are both ruined. I don’t think any of the nine patch can be saved. The black die has eaten away the fa...
TEETH in Postcards 4
1969, Balboa Park, Charlie Davis, photographer. Yes, those are all my teeth. Every one of them. Now in 2018, they are not all mine any more. Many are missing because of my own neglect. ...
MAY DAY in Postcards 4
Mission Bay, Point Loma, and the Pacific from Kate Sessions Park. Not all countries celebrate May Day any more. When I was a kid we wrapped May Poles with streamers and snuck little bou...
AT WORK IN MY FIELD OF DREAMS in Postcards 4
2007, I used to talk with Zac every day. Sunday: After a very losing game at Petco Park, we rolled on home to shower and hit an inspiring meeting. Something we ate didn’t agree with eithe...
ROLLING RIGHT ALONG in Postcards 4
2001: Mage at the Tate London. “Used to’s” don’t matter if you are living in the now. I’ve always walked distances every day. And I should tell you that I loved walking the three miles ...
GENERATIONS in Postcards 4
2006: Tom and Betty dancing on their visit to San Diego. Our family on both sides have small generations. My grandfather’s sister died at thirteen. My mother and her brother lived good li...
THAT WILL HAVE TO DOOOOOOOO! in Postcards 4
Perhaps I was mourning yesterday. Unlike Claudia, I’m not good at bouncing back from things. She would leap on her bike or go on a hike. I slept. On and off all day, I slept. Not voluntaril...
FRIENDS AND MENTORS in Postcards 4
2017: Claudia. Photo: Family. Once long, long ago, I made a phone call just the phone man was there to take out the phone. I was answering an ad for cook and general factotum. The writ...
FRIENDS AND MENTORS in Postcards 4
2017: Claudia. Photo: Family. Once long, long ago, I made a phone call just the phone man was there to take out the phone. I was answering an ad for cook and general factotum. The writ...
FORGETTING with CHANGES in Postcards 4
It was a busy, busy day ending in sad forgetfulness. We rushed around in the sunshine getting errands run, smiling at ourselves, having fun and giving back at the same time. You can’t beat th...
EARTH DAY in Postcards 4
Today is Earth Day. Last night G and I watched a two hour long episode of Nova about Climate and Weather. Although I knew much of what the show was about, I didn’t know that trees held ...
A BLOCK A MONTH in Postcards 4
• I’m getting really slow in my old age. This quilt came into the store yesterday, and only now did I figure out what it was. A block a month quilt for a child. It’s a really charming, gra...
HEY DEAR YOU.... in Postcards 4
list text here 1959 at #20 when I thought I could leap buildings in a single bound. Hey Dear You…….. Yes, George is fractionally better. He was a slug this morning, but he managed a nap a...
ALL NIGHT in Postcards 4
George was ill last night with a bit of food poisoning. All night. About 400 people showed up for an annual potluck, most bringing something to eat. He ate a far, far wider variety of thing...
AN EVERYDAY SMALL THING in Postcards 4
At the dealership with our brand new truck. We have been busy today with the little things. Things like getting two new lift supports for the Lear lid on Grumpy’s bed. When we went on o...
YESTERDAY in Postcards 4
They don’t use sprays on the throat any more. The thought of nothing to stop the gagging really worried me. “We have a gargle tho,” said the nurse. “It tastes really awful, but it works the ...
