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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QAR3ozfSp7ImA9WxBSEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34861243</id><updated>2009-12-18T21:22:26.485-05:00</updated><title>paint, poems and ponderings</title><subtitle type="html">Prose from the mountaintop.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sukipoet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sukipoet.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34861243/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>sukipoet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09351851210507048174</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>909</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/jsme" /><link rel="license" type="text/html" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/" /><logo>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</logo><feedburner:emailServiceId>blogspot/jsme</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMMSHc6cSp7ImA9WxBSEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34861243.post-7139983126190542345</id><published>2009-12-17T10:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:41:29.919-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-17T10:41:29.919-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="suki's girlfriends book encased in book jacket" /><title>Girlfriends Bound</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SypNGPNs_bI/AAAAAAAAI3g/Iko7Jus1jMw/s1600-h/DSCN4732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SypNGPNs_bI/AAAAAAAAI3g/Iko7Jus1jMw/s400/DSCN4732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416226271425002930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a bookcover for my Girlfriends book shown on the &lt;a href="http://sukipoet.blogspot.com/2009/12/suki-round-robin-book.html"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; in an earlier post.  For the cover I used purchased handmade paper with ferns and flower leaves.  I used canvas I painted with PearlEX paints instead of book linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SypNFyz2ViI/AAAAAAAAI3Y/nhzh-5GZ0ig/s1600-h/DSCN4733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SypNFyz2ViI/AAAAAAAAI3Y/nhzh-5GZ0ig/s400/DSCN4733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416226263800370722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the bookboard I used mat board.  Thread is waxed linen.  I had to open up an already packed box to get out my bookbinding tools.  When I find some beads I can tie them onto the ends of the hanging strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SypNFU70Q-I/AAAAAAAAI3Q/IBah-g-yjrw/s1600-h/DSCN4734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SypNFU70Q-I/AAAAAAAAI3Q/IBah-g-yjrw/s400/DSCN4734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416226255780725730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I had made the back edge wider is my main regret but not enough to do it all over again.  I attached a button and string closure.  You can find a tutorial for this style book at  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Teesha &lt;/span&gt;Moore's website.&lt;a href="http://www.teeshamoore.com/how_to_make_journals.htm"&gt; Click here.&lt;/a&gt;  It is a very easy bookbinding technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SypNFE8SR3I/AAAAAAAAI3I/pBDIMM7j6LE/s1600-h/DSCN4735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SypNFE8SR3I/AAAAAAAAI3I/pBDIMM7j6LE/s400/DSCN4735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416226251487725426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bookbinding tools.  Top Left: an awl.  Top right: linen thread.    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The plastic base was broken so I stuck the tree in an old milk can.   This is a new decoration I bought at the crafts fair last week.  Made of alpaca wool.  There are tons of alpaca farms up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjd1UTZnxI/AAAAAAAAI2g/hwinYguZQtU/s1600-h/DSCN4721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjd1UTZnxI/AAAAAAAAI2g/hwinYguZQtU/s400/DSCN4721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415822459965906706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is an angel in a blown out egg shell.  Mom made this and most of the decorations I used.  All that time spent creating such pretty things.  How lucky I am to have these.  Thanks, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjd1N7kssI/AAAAAAAAI2Y/RS45BVjPzeI/s1600-h/DSCN4720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjd1N7kssI/AAAAAAAAI2Y/RS45BVjPzeI/s400/DSCN4720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415822458255356610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a Waldorf fair elf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjd0raTR2I/AAAAAAAAI2Q/F3pNJvVq0P0/s1600-h/DSCN4717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjd0raTR2I/AAAAAAAAI2Q/F3pNJvVq0P0/s400/DSCN4717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415822448988997474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tree in its can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjd0fQvvLI/AAAAAAAAI2I/laD__4w0ehs/s1600-h/DSCN4718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjd0fQvvLI/AAAAAAAAI2I/laD__4w0ehs/s400/DSCN4718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415822445727694002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pearl angel by Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjdz8kKO2I/AAAAAAAAI2A/8JC9RROcR10/s1600-h/DSCN4723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjdz8kKO2I/AAAAAAAAI2A/8JC9RROcR10/s400/DSCN4723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415822436413881186" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Gorham silver star from a collection of 5 or so Mom bought.  I plug in the lights each night.  And recall that the first year I came up here I set up the tree for Mom and when I was done I realized I had NOT strung on the lights. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Syjdz8kKO2I/AAAAAAAAI2A/8JC9RROcR10/s1600-h/DSCN4723.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you have any favorite decorations you use each year.  Do they remind you of times past&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34861243-8129821715157076119?l=sukipoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I am listing ten things about myself, one of them is NOT true.  Take a guess which one is fiction.  (I guessed correctly on Willow's list :))  I'll post the answer in a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1967 I signed something or other, some political list I think, about the Black Panther's.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (True.  Another who knows why event of my young years.  Standing on a street corner, people come up with the list or whatever.  I sign.  Odd, as I rarely before or since have signed anything political)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to walk around San Francisco alone at four am with nary a care.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (Boy was I lucky!  But yes, I did this.  I guess my guardian angel hovered over me.  This was back in the late 60's.  Was it safer then?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost got kidnapped by a couple of con artists. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I don't know why I went to the cafe with this man and woman.  Well I could make this more truthful by saying I threw some money in the air for fun and they picked it up.  Then I wanted it back of course. Once in the cafe they began saying very weird things and I wanted to leave but they had me blocked in.  Long story short a cop entered the cafe and they quickly left, setting me free.  Although i never recovered my money.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once imbibed an illegal substance. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Probably imbibed was the wrong word as it implies drinking.  But I did partake of such a substance many many years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it through college a virgin. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Alas, tis true.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am apt to ask strangers questions like "What is the essence of your soul?"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (Yes, I am shy.  But, I did ask this question at least once if not more.  Of course I most likely wouldnt now, in my maturity, but you know then.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with felines. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I guess everyone knew this was true.  Cute little snoring gals.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met raunchy cartoonist S. Clay Wilson in San Francisco.   Wilson met R. Crumb, the creator of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zap&lt;/span&gt;, and we went to one of R. Crumb's parties. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(False.  So Lynn did guess it in the end.  I did know S. Clay Wilson who was a mid-western friend of my husband's.  Wilson did meet Crumb but that was after I left San Francisco so I did  not attend a party with Wilson and Crumb.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many wondrous things come my way unbidden: an invitation to cat sit in Paris and money left by a deceased friend whom I hadn't seen for years for example. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(I was invited to cat sit in Paris a few years ago when an American friend was over there living for a year.  She wanted to go somewhere that she couldnt take her cat so she asked me to come cat sit.  However, I did not go. I also did inherit some money from an ex-boyfriend when he died.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never pluck my eyebrows. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (I never pluck my eyebrows anymore perhaps I should have said.  I did maybe a few time when in high school.  So I consider this a truth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34861243-4332602758067719208?l=sukipoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I thought she might like this photo as Katie works for the post office.  Remember the game kids used to play called "post office."  I never played it but it involved kissing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Sxe4aulWhFI/AAAAAAAAIvo/i-u66TZgX1U/s1600-h/DSCN4690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/Sxe4aulWhFI/AAAAAAAAIvo/i-u66TZgX1U/s400/DSCN4690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410996246629745746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chesterfield's downtown, a very short strip of a few buildings, is so "New Englandy."  Most of the town offices are made of this stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to Northfield to look at a house for the second time.  Second viewings often show the flaws.  Exterior of the house needs a lot of work including new windows.  Interior needs a lot of cosmetic work and maybe a complete bathroom redo (green tub etc).  Still it is very cute and just the right size with woods on two sides. There is a gas fireplace in the knotty pine walled den.  Fairly good closet space.  A sweet, if untended, yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked around the Northfield Main Street and stopped in some stores. One was a cute, fairly new cafe with WIFI, which also sells used books.  I do wonder  how long they can keep afloat in this economy.  The young couple, the owners, said they liked Northfield better than Shelburne Falls.  Huh?  They said real estate was cheaper and people were friendlier.  Hmm.  A general impression of the town was: conservative, quiet, staid.  Now this may be an incorrect assumption of course, but I didnt pick up much in the way of the creative energy I feel in Putney, Vt or Brattleboro or on the Cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stop in the library showed me that the new fiction and non-fiction books sections were small.  The stacks ridiculously small.  That means the town doesn't spend much money on new books.  They did have a fairly good DVD and audio book section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is frustrating, for this house is manageable for me re: price and size.  Condition and location are question marks, thought it is half an hour to Brattleboro, half an hour to Keene, NH and maybe 40 minutes to Amherst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all &lt;/span&gt;have given me good advice which I have taken to heart.  Kim's recent comment struck me.    She said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"do you want  'tiny in the center of things' or 'a bit larger further out?"&lt;/span&gt; I would add the word expensive to the places in the center of things and less expensive to the places further out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the saga continues.  A meld of exterior (what is available out there, where, cost, condition etc) and interior (my own screwed up head re: all this housing stuff).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34861243-3398075914397776359?l=sukipoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Changing the colors.  I still need to do a few coats of iridescent paint, the color to be determined.  The only thing I don't like so much is the fact that it is on paper as the paper curls up with the wetness of the paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SwrLGH290lI/AAAAAAAAIuM/gCV8zewAsPo/s1600/DSCN4678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SwrLGH290lI/AAAAAAAAIuM/gCV8zewAsPo/s400/DSCN4678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407357608660947538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my little 4 by 4 inch book I have been painting pages a background color.  I guess the paint was too wet as it loosened the glue binding so I'll have to rebind it when I'm finished decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SwrLGjJHY5I/AAAAAAAAIuU/UolMRvjotnM/s1600/DSCN4677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SwrLGjJHY5I/AAAAAAAAIuU/UolMRvjotnM/s400/DSCN4677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407357615984829330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is one page complete I think.  I painted the background after gluing down the houses, using watercolor pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SwrLFHxVnRI/AAAAAAAAIuE/FWEAbNpIuWY/s1600/DSCN4681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SwrLFHxVnRI/AAAAAAAAIuE/FWEAbNpIuWY/s400/DSCN4681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407357591457471762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is the second collage on paper in its current phase. This too can use  glazes of iridescent paint and something else too, though what I am not sure.  It is hard to focus this week what with Thanksgiving looming and also the new house search in gear.  The weather has been great so far so fingers crossed that it will continue.   Happy Thanksgiving to all, in case I don't post again for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34861243-730084309613490955?l=sukipoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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So on Saturday, a gorgeous day, I drove to Chester Vermont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SvhnSJNRI5I/AAAAAAAAIrs/YRGrNXyC-fM/s1600-h/DSCN4648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SvhnSJNRI5I/AAAAAAAAIrs/YRGrNXyC-fM/s400/DSCN4648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402181314437784466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her Fearful Symmetry&lt;/span&gt; and some greeting cards.  The store was pretty much a typical small, independent bookstore.  I think what makes it special is that they sponser talks/readings by well-known authors on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SvhnRxAOTPI/AAAAAAAAIrk/tkoGiMvMGSc/s1600-h/DSCN4647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SvhnRxAOTPI/AAAAAAAAIrk/tkoGiMvMGSc/s400/DSCN4647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402181307940621554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little buidling across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SvhnRoDdumI/AAAAAAAAIrc/XMJ7mnn3jak/s1600-h/DSCN4646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SvhnRoDdumI/AAAAAAAAIrc/XMJ7mnn3jak/s400/DSCN4646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402181305538296418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A big building across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SvhnReO2AOI/AAAAAAAAIrU/n3mMLtW-Mt0/s1600-h/DSCN4644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5TU2Qd8Xc4/SvhnReO2AOI/AAAAAAAAIrU/n3mMLtW-Mt0/s400/DSCN4644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402181302901670114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is where I ate lunch.  A huge Victorian painted artistically. The sun was behind the building so I had to face into the sun to get the photo which is why it isnt much good.  As my Dad used to tell me, the sun should be behind the photographer.  I had a fun outing.  Also stopping into a Celtic shop and purchasing a Polartec jacket on sale and a book about the wells of Ireland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34861243-5777738091442774207?l=sukipoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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