tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43334079196697943562024-03-14T03:56:36.908-07:00clancysclassicsWelcome to my blog at Clancy's Classics. I have started this to be able to speak to family and friends as well as those interested in photography, art and maybe a little bit about the world we all live in. I have a fascination with the circus too so you will see posts about that subject from time to time. Join as a follower... I put up new items everyday!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.comBlogger236125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-70315041152855114872012-04-26T09:12:00.001-07:002012-04-26T09:12:27.370-07:00<script type="text/javascript" src="http://use.typekit.com/pph8feh.js"></script>
<script type="text/javascript">try{Typekit.load();}catch(e){}</script>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-74095711499656424342010-03-07T07:18:00.000-08:002010-03-07T07:35:07.156-08:00Sara & Fawna~happy birthday girls mar 7 & mar 8<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCO0MGUjsy5rtT4ks2seUmrxsGSg4R_jYT8MQswhcBYY718Fr-LDmmqXkq9eI0A7EZ0EcUIeTV6lWVLW8YH2SOV79f1kHGnryDu0QTHXg2afuPv95vYTc7rKEFb3RxxQaY9CqEDgcpIj4/s1600-h/sara+and+fawna.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCO0MGUjsy5rtT4ks2seUmrxsGSg4R_jYT8MQswhcBYY718Fr-LDmmqXkq9eI0A7EZ0EcUIeTV6lWVLW8YH2SOV79f1kHGnryDu0QTHXg2afuPv95vYTc7rKEFb3RxxQaY9CqEDgcpIj4/s400/sara+and+fawna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445911893778758706" border="0" /></a><br />Today is the girl on left's birthday~ Fawna Moon, her sister on the right is Sara Rose, my daughter and half sister to Fawna. She turns 40 tomorrow~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARA & FAWNA!<br />Fawna recent new mom is a loving and proud mother and wonderful wife. I watched her grow from small to tall and feel very close to her and her family.<br />Sara the first in a long legacy of Willis children is turning 40 tomorrow. I celebrate with her although she is in Mexico and I in Sedona. As all mothers we never forget the day our children were born and where we were and how wonderful that first moment felt to hold our babies in our arms. We feed, clothe, play, teach and love them as best we can.<br />I am so very proud of Sara. She has been my best friend her whole life and although we are not near we have never been too far apart. I admire her tenacity, positive outlook despite all types of adversity, her sense of beauty au naturale and her biggest and most beloved accomplishment, having and raising the 4 most beautiful children on the planet. Although she is a self made celebrity in Cabo San Lucas, she is also very well known in Oregon from her delicious and marvelous cooking/chefing adventures.<br />I am so happy she is moving back to Eugene with her 3 small children so I will be able to see her and them more often. I have plans to cook and hang out with my oldest granddaughter Ellen, who is a freshman at the University there, to teach Tristan my art tricks, to gain wisdom and read stories from Ava who is 6, to cuddle Miranda and read her stories and just adore her with her 3 inch long eyelashes above her sweet face and take walks into the park with all.<br />I remember bringing SAra home to my small house in Avondale, PA. She was wrapped in a knitted wool blue blanket. It was a gift from a woman that was a friend of her grandmother's who was from ENgland. It was the tiniest stitch and the sweetest little blanket. that blanket stayed with her until she was 5 and it was left at a bus station. I am reminiscing. All I want to do is be able to go get a coffee with SAra and sit and talk about her next plans for her business. The kids will be in a sand box playing happily and we can just be, neither of us needing to go anywhere or talk to anyone on the cell phone.. that is my wish for her and for myself. You see mothers remain selfish, even if it is their child's 40th. I wish happiness and love to surround you Sara. And Fawn holds her love dearly and deserves her sweet IRis..<br />Both you girls are still as wonderful as you were in that photo.maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-62218953859142502412010-02-22T07:37:00.001-08:002010-02-22T07:54:45.556-08:00PEnny Portrait Girl w Big Bow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpOhekYx3d08nf5Ea6gcjsUTJONPTCKJ-wefptFUlvqFDFGHib8_u9XfzZNEeaPNrxC-ROB-7ShcDMLIhOJIvb5h77smd9_w5vmTnbdlBmDiibfMGc0tx8IFirw8wxd05JEfwkzuFYeUs/s1600-h/the+big+bow+girllrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpOhekYx3d08nf5Ea6gcjsUTJONPTCKJ-wefptFUlvqFDFGHib8_u9XfzZNEeaPNrxC-ROB-7ShcDMLIhOJIvb5h77smd9_w5vmTnbdlBmDiibfMGc0tx8IFirw8wxd05JEfwkzuFYeUs/s400/the+big+bow+girllrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441092626295059874" border="0" /></a><br />Back to Gouache again. I am determined to figure out how best to use this medium. Its a challenge for sure as no other paint dries so quickly. I love the poster paint look it gives and rich opaque texture. I also realize I must attack or at least complete my taxes, there is no more running away from them. The aid from my accountant arrived on Saturday and I am still starring at the manila envelope on my desk unopened, knowing once opened I must work on them and really, who wants to work on their taxes, let alone pay them. I did make less this year so will owe less and with the move to Eugene will need more but it will all work out, it usually does. I will get Rita into college and a dorm safely and securely and then try not to worry about drunken parties and walking alone at night. All those things we don't want to think about but have to let go of the protection thing eventually.<br /><a class="photoLink" href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=78420075&albumID=9842&imageID=36850116" title="An American Opera - My Photos - Photo 3 of 4"></a><a href="http://www.myspace.com/eyetoeyedocumentary"> <img src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/118/m_2e1f4a2b514a37964d5cbbeb9990fa68.jpg" /></a> A film called<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >An American Opera</span><br /><span class="text"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >America suffered its worst domestic animal crisis in history when tens of thousands of animals were left to perish in neighborhoods all across the gulf.<br /><br />Follow the heartfelt story, magically crafted by Director Tom McPhee, of the pets, vets, owners, officials, rescuers and adopters of animals as they work through the chaos to do what is right only to discover not everyone is working toward the same goal!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><br />The lost pets of Hurricane Katrina</span></span><br />The poster above is for a film that was made by Tom McPhee about the pets lost in hurricane Katrina.<br />I started to watch an independent film last night on the PBS channel which I love, it was called"Mine" a film about how people during hurrican KAtrina dealt with the loss of their pets. Apparently the hotels and motels put up signs saying"no pets" and the sky dome where the biggest shelter of all was didn't allow pets so people left big bowls of dog food and left their dogs and cats behind. I saw about 2 minutes of dogs perched on the top of homes that were floating and another of an older black man talking about the pet left behind, I yelled outloud and Rita thought something happened to me. The grief overwhelmed me and I changed the channel as fast as possible. I cannot forget the look on one large poodle's face looking through the screen door of a floating house with water up to his knees. His face was so hopeful, like "I know you will come get me" . It don't think we realize how hard it must have been for those people, first to lose their homes and then pets. I know many lives were also lost and I don't want to make light of that but this film was all about the pets and for me it was more than I could bear. I am sure there were good moments but I couldn't make it past the sad ones to see them.<br /><a href="http://www.lostkatrinapets.com/">This Site has a page of lost Katrina PEts</a>. If you go there you will see many of the ones that were on the movie, including BAndit who belonged to the old african american man I spoke of. I cannot believe how many pets these people lost. GO and see it is stagering.maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-46378419757870300552010-02-11T10:57:00.001-08:002010-02-11T11:06:01.498-08:00Grace Thorp Gemberling Dances at the Beach<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEUkJK3DBOCrIoVYkJpo2SNV3_H8Rjex6i8dCGfNV0urXC0_ec4rGflI_gjZ2f3iCGBGBB03tdSeSYWCFkgLG0V19Mq3eNHWx-qyQp0h2-oN-KoBeRol-okLL9J1AW5UAllt-j-FH6NY/s1600-h/grace+dance+lrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEUkJK3DBOCrIoVYkJpo2SNV3_H8Rjex6i8dCGfNV0urXC0_ec4rGflI_gjZ2f3iCGBGBB03tdSeSYWCFkgLG0V19Mq3eNHWx-qyQp0h2-oN-KoBeRol-okLL9J1AW5UAllt-j-FH6NY/s400/grace+dance+lrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437062395956658274" border="0" /></a><br />LAtely I have been slacking off on my job. I came across a photo album that was filled with images that had to be drooled over and for me enhanced. This one just begged to be colored and kept. Her name was Grace and she was born in a town on the Main Line of Philadelphia called Bala Cynwyd. She grew up in a large tudor home with her sister Josephine and her parents. Her father was in the steel business and built bridges. Both parents were originally from Germany. She and sister Jo grew up and both married architects from Philadelphia who were both quite famous. A friend who is such a good sleuth at getting hidden info on historical people and homes sent invaluable information on these two sisters and for that I am so grateful. Some of the paintings that Grace did are easy to find if you google her name. She received her training at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts under Hugh Breckenridge where she was twice awarded the coveted Cresson Traveling Scholarship. Keast was also the recipient of the Mary Smith Prize for best painting by a Philadelphia woman artist, and the Fellowship Prize for her still life, Gourds. she maintained a studio and taught painting. She was a painter of landscape, still life and figurative subjects. Her style was distinct, leaning slightly towards modernist while remaining realistic, evoking a mysterious and eerie quality within her work. Keast exhibited at the Salons of America, the National Association of Women Painters and Sculptors, the Society of Independent Artists and the Corcoran Gallery Biennials. Born in Philadelphia in 1903, died in 1997. I hope to display more images from the album. Luckily many were duplicated so that I may keep a few for my own collection. Enjoy!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-44123760313603350842010-02-02T08:10:00.001-08:002010-02-02T08:19:03.027-08:00Hawaiian Dragon's Tongue Orchid<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhciaKPBOhC2epTdKA0f3GLSkYgbUoHEoC598nDk6xZvlojNeyzwSEZP6slcOAWxYN1O03skkDHCWdqmYLwqMVV6njbFlMZSicg-btB8hrfy8BNWzaXVvQZoHaVh01KPC9wqZylsLnI-aA/s1600-h/orchid+tongueweb.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhciaKPBOhC2epTdKA0f3GLSkYgbUoHEoC598nDk6xZvlojNeyzwSEZP6slcOAWxYN1O03skkDHCWdqmYLwqMVV6njbFlMZSicg-btB8hrfy8BNWzaXVvQZoHaVh01KPC9wqZylsLnI-aA/s400/orchid+tongueweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433680001788705346" border="0" /></a><br />I felt the need for the tropics today and this orchid from Hilo on the Big Island of Hawaii does not disappoint! While on a vacation there I was lucky enough to stop for an afternoon to see the number one item on my todo list for my vacation and it was to tour the botanical garden in Hilo. This place goes right down to the ocean and is filled to overflowing with hundreds of species of orchids and succulents. The moisture and warmth made it a perfect spot to have this wonderful garden and I can almost remember how it felt to walk through there. Honestly for a photographer it was like a kid in a candy store.. or better! This lovely and somewhat uncomfortable flower is the most outstanding one in the garden in my eye. IT so has the surreal otherworldly look and almost defies beauty in its own spectacular way. Sadly I didn't shoot this at a high resolution so to blow it up would be impossible past a 5X7 but still I was happy to have the image. I worked it in photshop with a special overlay and voila... almost like a 1960s B movie setting for a film noir. Don't ask how I made that correlation it just seems to go.<br />Click the link <span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=39855231"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">here</span></a></span> to see it in my store.maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-86361536736936929142010-01-25T08:14:00.001-08:002010-01-25T08:24:31.815-08:00Feed the Birds~Jan 25<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhApSYnG58Lll3HCj8ArRepolaV6s1s16PUtmG3xOtAzE5aki0LPRTjouMly_Iqa7zK68tn89bMDAB5V-VZCHXYymNMlIyJdJZbtMmkW_iz59f8cNgg1-N0iRZZc5eFb_9RA1iTlK42RE0/s1600-h/bird+stencillrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhApSYnG58Lll3HCj8ArRepolaV6s1s16PUtmG3xOtAzE5aki0LPRTjouMly_Iqa7zK68tn89bMDAB5V-VZCHXYymNMlIyJdJZbtMmkW_iz59f8cNgg1-N0iRZZc5eFb_9RA1iTlK42RE0/s400/bird+stencillrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430711731809504322" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=39259258"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">click here</span></a> to see this in my store- scanned from an 8.5"X11" original antique paper cut~ I called it "Feed the birds" as that is my favorite thing to do. Saw a beautiful red cardinal the other day. That was a real treat!<br /><br />Did I mention that I have not been very good about blogging. I think it was so much rushing around during the holidays and then the new year and the pressure comes on us.. you know all the stuff. Lose weight, exercise(give me a break its about 30 degrees outside), get rid of all the extra junk in your house, make a resolution or two.<br />Well yesterday I decided to cash in my wonderful gift of a massage and lo and behold what came up was that I had two things to accomplish in the immediate future. One was to slow down(duh), and the other was to take more time for myself. I could see this coming but didn't want to face it.<br />Time goes by so quickly we must and I repeat must take time to stop and smell the roses, not just admire them but actually get our nose in there and inhale! I am guilty of trying to accomplish too many things and because of that my body was crying out.. stop and relax for Pete's sake.<br />SO I did, a luxurious steam bath and an hour which went by too fast. I realize how hard it is for us to all take care of ourselves. Mom's are the guiltiest because we put our kids at the top, and that is fine. However we are not capable of giving more than we have unless we recharge and rejuvenate!<br />Please take that time. Its all you really have. Make the best of it and enjoy!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-5343585958192070162010-01-09T08:34:00.000-08:002010-01-09T08:37:43.609-08:00Manatee~a new blue beauty!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigm3K0GBxbUTlUslyeAyQnDncPA3JfMkQexkzylyUSJumFtoIkSAx0kqCjTE1WYE6FBIa-H1HBjVEfdcToxfXrPRB1ps08dvaaol7cZiERMLXOXZowZ9mj4gqVy_EeDGmxkDNgHaWjIZo/s1600-h/manatee.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigm3K0GBxbUTlUslyeAyQnDncPA3JfMkQexkzylyUSJumFtoIkSAx0kqCjTE1WYE6FBIa-H1HBjVEfdcToxfXrPRB1ps08dvaaol7cZiERMLXOXZowZ9mj4gqVy_EeDGmxkDNgHaWjIZo/s400/manatee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424779361652232530" border="0" /></a><br />this is the latest watercolor my daughter Rita has made. She did it in one hour in her art class yesterday. In person it is almost life like. I cannot help but brag because although I have 2 degrees in art I don't believe I am anywhere near as visually accurate or intuitive about painting as she is at 17. I only hope she never loses her desire to paint. I worry as she played violin so beautifully for 8 years then quit playing although picked it up a few times in the past 5 years. I guess whatever brings joy to your heart is what you must do in life. This is a good lesson for parents in general when they are pushing things on their children they wish they had done or wish they would do. It really is up to the kids to find their joy. I think Rita's is unusual and regular animals. I love this manatee in all his flubber!<br />enjoy your saturday!!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-38840129574963574592010-01-02T07:39:00.003-08:002010-01-02T11:29:54.989-08:00F is for Fossa~Animalgam's ALphabet<a href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.112966262.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com//il_430xN.112966262.jpg" alt="F is for Fossa" width="430" /></a><br />My daughter Rita is creating an amazing alphabet of unusual animals. This is one of her latest and I think nicest images. A fossa. Every detail is shown in this pen and watercolor illustration and I wanted to showcase it because I really believe it deserves it. She had to take a semester off from art to concentrate on her AP Bio and other classes but starting this next week she will do a class with her wonderful Art teacher for her last semester in high school. A perfect way to end the 4 years by doing something you love to do. I am hoping she will continue with the alphabet until it is finished as each one is more amazing than the next one. Please visit her shop (one of two)on Etsy and see her other animal and biological drawings. Have a wonderful day!<br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=37622686"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">here is the link</span></a>.<br />her description of this wonderful animal is:<br />This is a Fossa, the largest mammal predator on the island of Madagascar, even though they're not really that big (very large house cat sized). And although they look like they are of the cat family, they are actually very closely related to mongooses. That's an example of convergent evolution! Google it, its very cool!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-18552429200714010162010-01-02T07:39:00.001-08:002010-01-02T07:41:05.113-08:00maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-82869341599857056442009-12-28T11:18:00.001-08:002009-12-28T11:27:12.147-08:00Chinese New Year 2010 MEtal Tiger~painted tintype<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=37438665"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaTASLn4TPZzPQw1X5OCEhrYW6FzEMbDT3DqJsQotbMpSVnN9fOI_NcWiNT14q8LqGskkYpGNoM9sOrWGH25lHGj679uC8f2SlyQ-WeO7IyNoQkl7W7qWJeneSN5spfY3UMvtAB3ZXDZQ/s400/tintype+pink+girl+lrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420368928480014386" border="0" /></a><br />click the image to see it larger in my Etsy store<br />I was so excited that last night I sold 2 original painted photos. One was a tintype of a little Queenie girl and the other was a painted cdv. What is truly amazing about this if anything was the evening before while watching the Suns basketball game I was painting the above tinype and wondering after a year of not having done anything like this, why was I taking the time when I was exhausted and should have been lying in bed. I believe now that putting forth the energy created the customer to come to my store. I am not sure this is possible but really the unverse does work in mysterious ways.<br />I just put up a treasury here<br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=102475"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=102475</span></a><br />and decided to call it "Metal Tiger" as this is what the Chinese New Year will be. I looked up my astrological birthday reading and lo and behold, I was born in the year of the Metal Tiger, 1950. The horoscope says it is going to be a very good year for me and could even mean"too much of a good thing". Is that possible?maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-57378112258731792562009-12-23T08:11:00.000-08:002009-12-23T08:16:13.209-08:00Snow in the Desert 12-23-09<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVafZeMNBxuwtcniIyXaEqRe1oYP35EQj3dz62fXYv0zU2lwvSS3lGJoetCHPzX2rAHpLb8vFetVLUmnS9XDfyuha-ArjhVIeCq7CNVQH8pa2ppC6qEJBhoSviYX2z1be4PdfwUgwRRgE/s1600-h/snow+12-23.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVafZeMNBxuwtcniIyXaEqRe1oYP35EQj3dz62fXYv0zU2lwvSS3lGJoetCHPzX2rAHpLb8vFetVLUmnS9XDfyuha-ArjhVIeCq7CNVQH8pa2ppC6qEJBhoSviYX2z1be4PdfwUgwRRgE/s400/snow+12-23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418465632877219474" border="0" /></a><br />Yeah!! we have snow here in Sedona. It started last night about 9pm and continued to give the dry earth a white blanket by morning! This is hopefully here for a few hours but here comes the sun. This is predictable as it is here almost every day of the year. But we did get our snow for however long it may last and I am going to get dressed and go out and frolic in it before it melts!!<br />I have christmas swedish bread rising and the tree is all lit!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqCFn7rOK7hpb3g0BriYjpna5o5J9EJWn-HyY4aiX5s0xyYuovMLhAb4S1q9fzj_VbVCDbXmUNrBtL1Sm5rcfnUxcwWxprWEyGNkETOYJoJx1ObgF6YghQ4qMJSuzRWYMmy_etr6kM0UQ/s1600-h/our+tree+2009.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqCFn7rOK7hpb3g0BriYjpna5o5J9EJWn-HyY4aiX5s0xyYuovMLhAb4S1q9fzj_VbVCDbXmUNrBtL1Sm5rcfnUxcwWxprWEyGNkETOYJoJx1ObgF6YghQ4qMJSuzRWYMmy_etr6kM0UQ/s400/our+tree+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418465855668178066" border="0" /></a><br />I am wishing each and every one of you a very Merry christmas and happy hannukah or kwanza and a unversal happy new year!!<br />lets remember mother earth for 2010. She needs us!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-59282160601322205422009-12-17T09:38:00.001-08:002009-12-17T09:45:21.660-08:00Beautiful Lillies and Fresias<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuRcgJQd7qELbClNm1SMp0yXVZVp7sQuNyfJqiDo3DRZYs5YXTkX4KyVTNw388O77NW8RuUFdQXgyE_q8QSXEM_UBgBuovl5JbVnqB8YpLfDDDPXZpiQNVV1xzB9IrtH-Ee9dph5WHYGA/s1600-h/lillies+orange+backgroundsm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuRcgJQd7qELbClNm1SMp0yXVZVp7sQuNyfJqiDo3DRZYs5YXTkX4KyVTNw388O77NW8RuUFdQXgyE_q8QSXEM_UBgBuovl5JbVnqB8YpLfDDDPXZpiQNVV1xzB9IrtH-Ee9dph5WHYGA/s400/lillies+orange+backgroundsm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416260913687233666" border="0" /></a><br />This is a photograph that I took of a beautiful bouquet that my oldest daughter sent to me on my birthday. My surprise to hear the doorbell with a florist guy delivering this huge bouquet in a 1940s flat vase. Just beautiful! I was really overwhelmed for my birthday this year on the 14th. I heard from almost every family member and friend and received so many wonderful well wishes and great gifts. My youngest gave me the gift of a beautiful basketball game where she sacrificed her body at one point taking a charge and stopping the opposing team from scoring. I almost charged the stands as I was so worried she broke her back. Does she think she is Steve Nash?<br />The Red Rock Scorpions won by one point with Rita making at least 15 points and having many assists, guarding like a maniac and just all around great playing.<br />I really enjoyed the day and night and it was topped off at Hiros for some sushi. I won't forget that day for a long time, maybe never!<br />So Christmas is around the corner and I am feeling pretty calm compared to last year. This year I made each member of my family a wax painting and enjoyed doing it. I also gave a substantial amount to the Heifer foundation in the name of each person. That was a gift to me as I have wanted to do that for years instead of buying things and mailing them that will be forgotten in no time. This was a gift to a family of a goat, a flock of chickens and part of a heifer cow.<br />Everyone seemed thrilled by the gift and I think I will do that again next year as well.<br />So as the day draws nigh I hope each and everyone of you will have a wonderful and peaceful Christmas or Hannuka!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-6412182065490297712009-11-26T07:57:00.001-08:002009-12-01T09:42:17.485-08:00Gratitude and Giving<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM8jkbG7AepSxv6C_MLcUDgGHYBDbYpc0OV1uEcoEzR8Hykdnzg6dKaVlKXwTHaMsIOenYTmQVYJzpr3PC-kEa4Tl7Xi8DUHR5I0W2ZGyXDFI1mTPqvZrA2ppLfd_lbniJhAH0cIPN-2g/s1600/wanna+go+for+a+ridelrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM8jkbG7AepSxv6C_MLcUDgGHYBDbYpc0OV1uEcoEzR8Hykdnzg6dKaVlKXwTHaMsIOenYTmQVYJzpr3PC-kEa4Tl7Xi8DUHR5I0W2ZGyXDFI1mTPqvZrA2ppLfd_lbniJhAH0cIPN-2g/s400/wanna+go+for+a+ridelrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410323673476263666" border="0" /></a><br />I am adding a new photo but leaving the charity info up for another few days.<br />Happy Tuesday. Dec 1st!!!<br /><br /><br />In this beginning of the season of giving and sharing , I hope we can all remember to be grateful for our lives and what we have and to remember that there are so many who go without. I have three charities I want to share and am providing links to them so if you feel so inclined you might give just a little to each one or even one and expand your heart chakra and make a family feel that there are people out there who care about them. First is the American Cancer Foundation and the team epe in hopes to find a cure for cancer which affects so many of us, our family our friends and a dear friend Laura Slocum who has ovarian cancer. Please click on her face on the right and you will go to where you can donate to the cause.<br /><br />*******************<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Second </span>is the <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">Heifer Foundation</span></span>, get involved, give hope in the form of a cow, sheep, goat, chickens, ducks, a beehive for as little as $20 teach your children that we are all in this together on planet earth and what better way than to send a family in need an animal that will help them to help themselves. My mother has always given my daughter a flock of chickens on her birthday instead of a toy or gift, this has been good, because it has given her a sense of belonging to the world that she has made a difference by having a family have something to help them survive instead of another video game or pair of jeans she doesn't need.<br />Her is a link to their site, please check it out and show your kids, no matter what age. My teen who is 17 is donating all her profits in her <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/Colourshoppevintage?ga_search_query=colourshoppevintage&ga_search_type=seller_usernames"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Colourshoppevintage store on Etsy</span></span></a> to getting a CBC or as she calls it, a Cow before Christmas for the Heifer group. So far she has saved $100 and I am matching every penny she saves for it. If interested you can donate directly to her or to the foundation and specify you want it to go towards a cow and let us know and we will add to it. <span class="normalTxt">"The idea behind Heifer ... is similar to the notion that it's better to teach a man to fish so he can feed himself than to give him a fish that will feed him just once. One animal could eventually benefit an entire community."</span><br />Here is the link <a href="http://www.heifer.org/site/c.edJRKQNiFiG/b.2663295/?msource=kw2743"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >HEIFER international~pass on the gift</span></a><br />Another wonderful cause is<br /><br />***********************<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><br />Collateral Repair Project</span>~ a group of women in Amman Jordan who have been helping the refugees of the Iraq war who came to Jordan when the bombing started years ago without work visas because they feared for their lives and their children, and considering how many died in Iraq this was probably something any of us would have done to protect our kids. I read about this woman who started the program and how she is trying to keep young girls from dancing in strip clubs because that was the only labor that was possible due to the fact that Jordan refused to give work visas to the parents, many middle class and also many professionals such as nurses and teachers, unable to work. SO these women joined forces to help the refugees there and its snowballed into them making and selling their crafts and the kids are now going to school after being unable to for years. If you read their stories and see their faces, you will not believe how much they appreciate the care. Its called Collateral Repair Project. In some way our country has created their situations because we bombed Iraq and many thousands were displaced due to that and none of us truly can imagine what the families have gone through, innocent kids and families caught up in the war. If interested please check their site. I recently gave a gift of $25 to my sister as a birthday gift and I know she knew it was a wonderful idea and was grateful.<br />here is the link <span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://www.collateralrepairproject.org/"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" >Collateral Repair Project</span></a></span><br />I am grateful to be here in America and not a day goes by I don't imagine how hard it would be anywhere else.<br />Have a wonderful thanksgiving weekend with family and friends. Remember to give in this season of shopping and spending.maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-74367250555311966812009-11-17T16:29:00.000-08:002009-11-18T09:25:13.651-08:00November is such a Wonderful Month~shop online<a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=34635686">Bluemoon Rose's Shop on Etsy~Bridget Clancy</a><br />click her name to go to the shop to see this wonderful hat!<br /><a href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.102920847.jpg" target="_blank"><img style="width: 356px; height: 338px;" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_430xN.102920847.jpg" alt="Gnome Cottages Hat kids age 2 to 10" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=34723048"><br />Sharon Clancy wonderful Jewelry</a><br />click here to go to her store<br /><a href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.103217019.jpg" target="_blank"><img style="width: 355px; height: 295px;" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_430xN.103217019.jpg" alt="HEDGIE - mixed gemstone and sterling silver charm necklace" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=33978016">Krysta Alves store Poppylove</a><br />click here to go to her store<br /><a href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.100698530.jpg" target="_blank"><img style="width: 357px; height: 259px;" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com//il_430xN.100698530.jpg" alt="JONQUIL... Vintage Lucite Earrings" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=27387730">Rita Clancy's Colourshoppevintage store</a><br /><a href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.84018207.jpg" target="_blank"><img style="width: 357px; height: 270px;" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com//il_430xN.84018207.jpg" alt="Bright Red Hippie Vest" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=34523675">My neice Amy Clancy's Swirly Hats Perfect for Christmas Gifts</a><br />click above to go to her store<br /><a href="http://ny-image2.etsy.com//il_fullxfull.102541258.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com//il_430xN.102541258.jpg" alt="DEEP RED infant/kids swirl hat... any size. " width="430" /></a><br /><br />I think we should all shop on Etsy and am going to promote my sisters, daughter and niece who all have shops on Etsy and, these are all items that would please anyone in your family. Click the link above the items to go to their stores.<br /><br />I am getting excited as I am heading to Eugene Oregon to see my daughter and her children and my sister and nieces and their children for Thanksgiving. Its the first time I have ever traveled at This holiday and although I don't look forward to the long trip taking almost 11 hours and 3 stops I will be happy to be there and see everyone and I might as well get used to the rain as I am moving away from the sun and back to BLuegene after being gone for more than 20 years. I spend every summer there except the last one and now to move back will be so nice and be near all the kids and the university and the saturday market and museums and 2 hrs from Portland.. I will soak up as much sun here in Arizona as is possible before I go and come back and visit here often.<br />Enjoy Thanksgiving and remember to be grateful for what we have.maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-34238142802717953212009-11-12T10:42:00.001-08:002009-11-12T10:47:03.831-08:00Blanche Ollie and her Christmas Doll<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOkx0IKY2FAXKeSBkUUi_WOG2UK042LxpN5LCi9Nhd9PF4hsKJgj1uYdluNb2PddJ3Oli_uxnweOe8s5AfyY-Ofi1Q5C6T5SYT_o35S1AdXG99YDPNF7F0cGGzh8k_Uo20JbhFFFj_ChQ/s1600-h/blanche+olliesm1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOkx0IKY2FAXKeSBkUUi_WOG2UK042LxpN5LCi9Nhd9PF4hsKJgj1uYdluNb2PddJ3Oli_uxnweOe8s5AfyY-Ofi1Q5C6T5SYT_o35S1AdXG99YDPNF7F0cGGzh8k_Uo20JbhFFFj_ChQ/s400/blanche+olliesm1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403289558406971202" border="0" /></a><br />This is a retouched photo I did for Etsy. The little girl's name was Blanche Ollie. Her mother was the school teacher I listed a few days ago named Blanche Mae Mcquillan. She had one daughter, Blanche Ollie, named after her uncle Olander Young. She was a lovely child in every way and just by looking at the photos they took of her growing up getting married and having one child of her own she was well rounded, could shoot a rifle and also cook and became a teacher like her mom. ITs funny, her mom was an only daughter/child and so was she and her own child a single girl who also had one daughter a girl. How unusual is that. Just one girl for 4 generations. I love this photo of her because she really shows through her eyes how much she loves her doll. The original was 1by 1 inch. click the link to see it bigger in my store. I love the fur coat on her doll, so cute!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-32263979971267600862009-11-11T10:36:00.001-08:002009-11-11T10:39:30.218-08:00veterans day~ bow your head!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg13QNi52JcCMxU8wjI3HmC3X-qeLrAB17kP688cGYq6_i8FNsiTa8Pl_SadgKwufx92vKnlnCq4Opc6euNvM3wYGGN4eGuS7DGmv4x9cdOl5EnZEbnDmFv8Dc4hyphenhyphenG28y2doAmshQyJJlA/s1600-h/aaflag.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg13QNi52JcCMxU8wjI3HmC3X-qeLrAB17kP688cGYq6_i8FNsiTa8Pl_SadgKwufx92vKnlnCq4Opc6euNvM3wYGGN4eGuS7DGmv4x9cdOl5EnZEbnDmFv8Dc4hyphenhyphenG28y2doAmshQyJJlA/s400/aaflag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402916896734684434" border="0" /></a><br />I think we should all bow our heads for a moment and be grateful for all the men and women who gave their lives for wars. I don't know how they did it. Life seems like such a fragile and short stint as it is and for them to go into a job knowing they might die, well...its almost unimaginable! So I bow my head in respect. I hate war and despise those who sit in Washington not getting their hands dirty while they send men and women to do the dirty work. But really they are not in the equation today. Its about those fallen who gave up living to die for others.<br />Lets hear it for them. Lets work to not lose any more!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-35358501551780991242009-11-09T05:42:00.001-08:002009-11-09T05:52:29.776-08:00Monday morning still dark out~nov 9th<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQBR1osvqvWYNt-HzOqjUbMx7iYDewScRBTEnMmLImJfjlsU4l03ztGRh7qsr9RYctLJCU17RiYM3FBXThplRtL_e9j_i1KbZWF907DAvAOelmmyUFbckxhbEeTdMPRVN_efMwFzDmrms/s1600-h/fall+foliage+flattenedsm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQBR1osvqvWYNt-HzOqjUbMx7iYDewScRBTEnMmLImJfjlsU4l03ztGRh7qsr9RYctLJCU17RiYM3FBXThplRtL_e9j_i1KbZWF907DAvAOelmmyUFbckxhbEeTdMPRVN_efMwFzDmrms/s400/fall+foliage+flattenedsm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402099002758551346" border="0" /></a><br />This photo was made from foliage from my front yard area, well in front of my condo, which is my front yard. I am going out today to take more photos as I don't want the last days of fall and the beautiful colors that are out there to disappear before I get some memories. This is my last fall in Sedona and I am trying to relish every minute of it. It was still warm enough yesterday with a warm breeze blowing that we left the doors open all day. I took a very long walk with Blue and soaked in every ounce of sunshine I could get before coming home and working the rest of the day.<br />We hardly ever eat red meat but last night I was longing for a steak and so I cooked a nice NY, a small one and split it w Rita. Yellow finn roasted potatoes, broccoli and a pumkin cookie homemade from the health food store to split. I ate small portions of everything and felt great afterwards.<br />I keep thinking about how fortunate we all are here in America. We have had our trials and hurricanes and political divisions but really for the size of our country we are doing really well. I think we forget alot of the time that we have it so good. This month for me will be about being grateful and so far I think I am. I have a wonderful family, children, parents and friends. I wouldn't trade any of that for another life. I think because I read Ram Dass' book in the 70s"Be Here Now" I always keep a mantra in the back of my mind, he said everything that happens in life,"It's all just grist for the mill". I guess I love that as it incorporates grain and that is really what life is about, bread and surviving and loving your life. So my little mantra for you is to be grateful. It frees up so much of the fear we can always slip back into. Have a wonderful day and an awesome week!maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-24991137283906349812009-11-02T14:45:00.001-08:002009-11-02T14:59:12.562-08:00Blanche Mae McQuillan School TEacher Colorado 1909<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigo6E3h_nez93GSwPIa6Nx3RUBN9eHPxTV-cbJKTu06GcvWMLCAbIKFTS23iR7wXz-0fByxpEiKIWsvVyYNoE0PU62w1iIMNqDAyqtyuja7CpNeZnzEIPWKNGlGB3SDDiAWuLObF2cJvY/s1600-h/12blbrocadeonranch.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigo6E3h_nez93GSwPIa6Nx3RUBN9eHPxTV-cbJKTu06GcvWMLCAbIKFTS23iR7wXz-0fByxpEiKIWsvVyYNoE0PU62w1iIMNqDAyqtyuja7CpNeZnzEIPWKNGlGB3SDDiAWuLObF2cJvY/s400/12blbrocadeonranch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399641271314368898" border="0" /></a><br />I really must share the story of a young woman from Salida Colorado. Her name was Blanche Mae McQuillan. she was born in Nebraska to a Railroad father and stay home farm mother. She went to Salida with her family by age 5 and never left. She traveled but never moved from Salida. She married a young man named Roy Young who was also from Nebraska moved to Salida. She was an only child, they had one child, but her husband was one of 12. She went to teacher's college in Colorado and then immediately took a job alone at a young age of about 19 or 20 working on a farm not far from her home in Salida on the Watters ranch. She had a log cabin school house and taught over 20 children, many who belonged to the Watters family and the hired hands' children. Every child was dressed to the tee despite living on a ranch. Clean and spic and span and she worked there a year living on the ranch. This photo of her could be when she first arrived. Some how there was always a camera around or people taking photos so that lucky for me I have 3 full albums of her family, well, it really is mostly of his extended family. Her sister in law Pearl Huston was the youngest of the 12 children of the Young family and she was also a school teacher out in Gunnison county. Women went to college and then into the wilds back then. This image is that of a strong woman who spent many years in her golden years, putting together a genealogy which is hand typed, that I aquired when I bought her albums. I am not sure what to do with it. The details go back to civil war era.<br />This is Blanche. She aged gracefully. Her husband worked for Texaco for awhile in Salida that is from a photo they included. If interested in following her story I will be listing the images of Blanche and her photo album family for the next few weeks on my eBay store which you can get to from clicking on the girls on the right who are swinging.<br />History is an amazing thing-let us not forget, those who came before us and how they paved our way.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWWUzZtKdDZYWUl-QcS4lhgNy8eZw9yXT75N9Fjc51KltJd64_BSvE9Un5Vi-rwpqD6Eojr5r7gJwewuPuGndyY5AddlfkLChyyIFb10h8PQ8_bpT_N02qoHkpCSQQNPwYmZYJFXfJnA/s1600-h/aablancheschoolmarm2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWWUzZtKdDZYWUl-QcS4lhgNy8eZw9yXT75N9Fjc51KltJd64_BSvE9Un5Vi-rwpqD6Eojr5r7gJwewuPuGndyY5AddlfkLChyyIFb10h8PQ8_bpT_N02qoHkpCSQQNPwYmZYJFXfJnA/s400/aablancheschoolmarm2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399643621101128178" border="0" /></a>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-64085892150603835042009-10-26T13:15:00.001-07:002009-10-26T13:21:54.594-07:00That roadside stand in Sedona~Monday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUz2Zkk4AmRd-8O1Z75Ft3ZxpYgzGhlked_8IBPoYh0cP56_VInoAyLNL1i5ddvGIYtBLWFVhKDg_RzQaropHsaPkTAPt0A25gulp3gki2QQrNXM749oa4CfLGlF3F8lMqnfewNJeSPOg/s1600-h/frontier+cowboy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUz2Zkk4AmRd-8O1Z75Ft3ZxpYgzGhlked_8IBPoYh0cP56_VInoAyLNL1i5ddvGIYtBLWFVhKDg_RzQaropHsaPkTAPt0A25gulp3gki2QQrNXM749oa4CfLGlF3F8lMqnfewNJeSPOg/s400/frontier+cowboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397005029880295522" border="0" /></a><br />This is a life size sign that was probably atop a pole at a gas station many years ago and now adorns the fence with many others at a roadside tourist stop outside downtown Sedona heading towards Village of Oak Creek. So many wonderful things to look at, I had so much fun with Rita looking and eventually spending too much money on gifty this and that little items that I couldn't do without like a scorpion in glass (even though Rita begged me not to support it, I knew my grandson would love it), several varieties of spicy and sweet popcorn packaged for my grandaughter's dorm room late night snack. A string of chili peppers for an aunt's upcoming birthday. There was so much to see, it was like a trip to Mexico without the airfare. Well not really but there were so many things to see outside and in the large all wooden store. Here are a few photos from there. Several are in my Etsy store as prints if you decide you cannot live without one of them.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXKjYPrj3YmFYA2KoPzYCn_o2rUS_MAKYNl13YiOMeDKaPuyC4G2Qg9IoW2WIOKcXboEqjJJgEKbi0pD2KUIQhE6ifh1JR9xn0MVkhm1ENN737aYFKeD7OYPZDF0iPylAoWQfDzxXV8oA/s1600-h/sedona+buddhasm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXKjYPrj3YmFYA2KoPzYCn_o2rUS_MAKYNl13YiOMeDKaPuyC4G2Qg9IoW2WIOKcXboEqjJJgEKbi0pD2KUIQhE6ifh1JR9xn0MVkhm1ENN737aYFKeD7OYPZDF0iPylAoWQfDzxXV8oA/s400/sedona+buddhasm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397006086335576434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid-5sJpUkCz7vvbpnK0tyJ8ypsd7k5avAA3p23NFOxqe5OEy71FyF0UHXRzi2Ogv_QsCekXnMl_H7ihLt8fxSBNrZjZl1-4HezyAE3mxc7dtF-YrUxobkTdMicDX7-g03p6aYKVD7QKwQ/s1600-h/big+chickenlrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid-5sJpUkCz7vvbpnK0tyJ8ypsd7k5avAA3p23NFOxqe5OEy71FyF0UHXRzi2Ogv_QsCekXnMl_H7ihLt8fxSBNrZjZl1-4HezyAE3mxc7dtF-YrUxobkTdMicDX7-g03p6aYKVD7QKwQ/s400/big+chickenlrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397006249042451922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8JdfTkpGCbws0OoTMKyXBwiRuro7tq7SAQkf_iTUsyC_VdfOYSCkF6TID418z2k3WJDa1NZ387yyxD8aqH_TiBl1B0N2jVHikOvfmlZhB_QEEBXoOYr-8JjZ820Fccp17mSS0oclWW-o/s1600-h/chililrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8JdfTkpGCbws0OoTMKyXBwiRuro7tq7SAQkf_iTUsyC_VdfOYSCkF6TID418z2k3WJDa1NZ387yyxD8aqH_TiBl1B0N2jVHikOvfmlZhB_QEEBXoOYr-8JjZ820Fccp17mSS0oclWW-o/s400/chililrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397006472412950386" border="0" /></a>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-19868917311307329752009-10-21T12:29:00.000-07:002009-10-21T12:33:08.421-07:00Please Vote! ~MyCinderella White Pumpkin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrwWJmNgZVfVcDGpc6TzGRJdsaRtJyjQIH6y49BaBt84BUOW7wzcRE8aqicuCoAwbIW3kO1pHv46QOUw_lDQ60_DUTW5GhcIbK5pHOF-3aMHjUdAalFGIA051OxYftROyepXvNWB6loQ/s1600-h/white+pumpkinlrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrwWJmNgZVfVcDGpc6TzGRJdsaRtJyjQIH6y49BaBt84BUOW7wzcRE8aqicuCoAwbIW3kO1pHv46QOUw_lDQ60_DUTW5GhcIbK5pHOF-3aMHjUdAalFGIA051OxYftROyepXvNWB6loQ/s400/white+pumpkinlrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395137864150752498" border="0" /></a><br />I am so thrilled that someone voted my white Cinderella pumpkin in the Etsy vote your favorite autumnal item. This is my first ever nomination for anything on Etsy and I am pretty close to the top of favorites which makes me so happy!! Why do I care you ask. I don't know but it is fun to be in the contest and know that folks like my work. If you have not yet voted, you can click the link here and vote once until I believe Sunday is deadline. IF you do give me your vote..thanks ahead of time! <a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" href="http://www.etsy.com/voter_list.php?ref=voter&room_id=75">here is the link</a>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-73125067545748947102009-10-17T07:19:00.001-07:002009-10-17T07:37:45.204-07:00BLue Witch~Saturday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6-0hazoSo1FIpS58fc2QNw70A2EeVos-EtbdXiZEAvf4CUKOIklt_rw3MV-s2hdcsi9673utSd7azK7Psw0rw2Ftq1jjEz8KQnbe4qt1hCQXPmxX5ktKAJoylK3cmZz7YDUz7fVrCvtU/s1600-h/blue+witchlrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6-0hazoSo1FIpS58fc2QNw70A2EeVos-EtbdXiZEAvf4CUKOIklt_rw3MV-s2hdcsi9673utSd7azK7Psw0rw2Ftq1jjEz8KQnbe4qt1hCQXPmxX5ktKAJoylK3cmZz7YDUz7fVrCvtU/s400/blue+witchlrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393576978506470802" border="0" /></a><br />Here it is Saturday again. I know when I started this blog I had vowed to myself that every day was a blog day...who was I kidding? I really had to get up early today. Another cross country meet for Rita and this time in Phoenix. Its supposed to be triple digits today. that is true. Christmas on the FP of Etsy and hot hot Arizona. SO that is fine, I heard it snowed in Vermont. Well that does make sense and I won't complain as I walked the dog to the bank and back yesterday and it was 83, shorts and felt like 90. He is allowed into the bank but immediately tries to withdraw money and only gets a cookie.<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Sedona is such a laid back town, until scandal hits. This past week a tragedy of huge proportions when a sweat lodge in the area killed 2 people and sent over 20 to the hospital. Apparently there were toxic fumes and the temps were 122. Sadly the woman who died was a friend of my daughter's in Mexico, a 39 yr old woman with so much living left to do. I have never done a sweat lodge but believe me living in Sedona I have been asked to many times. I guess the best advice is to only use items from nature when doing it.<br /><br />I have posted a beautiful young 1920s blue witch photo which(haha) I listed in my Etsy store yesterday. It was such a wonderful find and I tucked it away and forgot I had the original until it showed up in a box of special saved photos yesterday. I love her dress and how she is holding up her home made pumpkin. Come take a look and maybe get a card to send to someone you know loves Halloween. Now that the month is half over I don't feel bad getting into the spirit of it. I did notice some Christmas and Hanukkah front pages recently on Etsy. Here comes the holidays.<br /><br />Enjoy your wonderful warm or cold or wet Saturday....go romp in a pumpkin field or visit a cider house.</div>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-56236483834756324002009-10-14T21:36:00.000-07:002009-10-14T22:12:24.723-07:00Time is all we need~Time HAs Come TOday Chambers Brothers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRetvxZ37PpoTnyVAeB3U3A0xuKRgS3hgXyFJUkIm6ragZqFfYl5SMQi3r_s_RTIpxJ5LzLQSRjRYChhhx5TlpEJXTBcpATODknAbi0VjIzBFFA6RRJMb6NKXrqmj9wgssKw78lIe7u-s/s1600-h/clocks2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRetvxZ37PpoTnyVAeB3U3A0xuKRgS3hgXyFJUkIm6ragZqFfYl5SMQi3r_s_RTIpxJ5LzLQSRjRYChhhx5TlpEJXTBcpATODknAbi0VjIzBFFA6RRJMb6NKXrqmj9wgssKw78lIe7u-s/s400/clocks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392682852677808754" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP7ntvRbxcCLkuDX1IZz10b0n4P9fEQeYgb-eoIqlJIqDxdRhqSGkcSYHCKAN9e3g3_3fB2WI-3aNcyOFiTyZ6uCXn3gGSXJqUZJ2Cv6ccIuBP9C-xTYH0rhj5DEiG72FLNJe2dWX3nRM/s1600-h/5clocks.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP7ntvRbxcCLkuDX1IZz10b0n4P9fEQeYgb-eoIqlJIqDxdRhqSGkcSYHCKAN9e3g3_3fB2WI-3aNcyOFiTyZ6uCXn3gGSXJqUZJ2Cv6ccIuBP9C-xTYH0rhj5DEiG72FLNJe2dWX3nRM/s400/5clocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392681937898598210" border="0" /></a><br />Here is a photo from 1930s or earlier of a window display of table top clocks. I remember my grandma Clancy had one of these in the dining room. It would chime on the hour and you could hear the ticking. I have never been able to stand a ticking clock, let alone a chiming one. It is just the constant reminder of every second and minute and hour that passes by. I think clocks are really a burden of sorts, unless of course you want to get somewhere for an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">appt</span>. then the necessity becomes obvious.<br />I always think of the song<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" ><br />Time has Come Today by The Chambers Brothers</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1aMTWdQnzo"> Hear the song here </a><br /></span><a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.sipfusion.com/pixies/inagadda.mp3"></a>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-6706146519039219082009-10-12T07:51:00.001-07:002009-10-12T09:25:03.734-07:00Birch Tree Canopy~Monday holiday!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl91irlFecqt2iO90F51qikzHfQIreDWBmfGc62yC03PrDJ_IZ2vrXV6JlkPh5nPNGmY_vV6EFwYjCYj0gzkFbLDYiGCxSVoLYUJv_bjstRDoC0jZ0seMqMpjWgL-ZFURMixGUCBZfu0g/s1600-h/birch+tree+canopylrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl91irlFecqt2iO90F51qikzHfQIreDWBmfGc62yC03PrDJ_IZ2vrXV6JlkPh5nPNGmY_vV6EFwYjCYj0gzkFbLDYiGCxSVoLYUJv_bjstRDoC0jZ0seMqMpjWgL-ZFURMixGUCBZfu0g/s400/birch+tree+canopylrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391726553356616450" border="0" /></a><br />This may not look like the right size photo and its not. I am experimenting with photoshop here and loved the sparkling sun in the birch trees so much yesterday that it almost seemed like an ethereal experience to be in them twinkling in the early morning fall sun with the crisp blue sky above them to keep them humble. There is something about birch that stems from my childhood days. I cannot say what it is but that it is mystical. I give you the master of birch trees..here is the <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=32470829"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">link</span></a> to my store for a larger viewing.<br /><br />introducing Mr Robert Frost:<br /><p>Birches by Robert Frost</p> <p>When I see birches bend to left and right<br />Across the lines of straighter darker trees,<br />I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.<br />But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay<br />As ice-storms do. Often you must have seen them<br />Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning<br />After a rain. They click upon themselves<br />As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored<br />As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.<br />Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells<br />Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust–<br />Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away<br />You’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.<br />They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load,<br />And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed<br />So low for long, they never right themselves:<br />You may see their trunks arching in the woods<br />Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground<br />Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair<br />Before them over their heads to dry in the sun.<br />But I was going to say when Truth broke in<br />With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm<br />I should prefer to have some boy bend them<br />As he went out and in to fetch the cows–<br />Some boy too far from town to learn baseball,<br />Whose only play was what he found himself,<br />Summer or winter, and could play alone.<br />One by one he subdued his father’s trees<br />By riding them down over and over again<br />Until he took the stiffness out of them,<br />And not one but hung limp, not one was left<br />For him to conquer. He learned all there was<br />To learn about not launching out too soon<br />And so not carrying the tree away<br />Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise<br />To the top branches, climbing carefully<br />With the same pains you use to fill a cup<br />Up to the brim, and even above the brim.<br />Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish,<br />Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.<br />So was I once myself a swinger of birches.<br />And so I dream of going back to be.<br />It’s when I’m weary of considerations,<br />And life is too much like a pathless wood<br />Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs<br />Broken across it, and one eye is weeping<br />From a twig’s having lashed across it open.<br />I’d like to get away from earth awhile<br />And then come back to it and begin over.<br />May no fate willfully misunderstand me<br />And half grant what I wish and snatch me away<br />Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:<br />I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.<br />I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree,<br />And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk<br />Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,<br />But dipped its top and set me down again.<br />That would be good both going and coming back.<br />One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.</p>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-57390074941439468852009-10-09T12:45:00.000-07:002009-10-09T12:54:43.182-07:00Keeping it Simple~Obama wins nobel peace prize~white pumpkin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTeXCtIp6t2D3G06ue2iJTrVnbgpPqArVfcWLT6nNpaT-1J52YtavZCeig6QgiigppA17GGALwoXaVpmGFAjzEZ4STM7iSUq6mL44rZNTqhLaYgX9D3CaVJixno6UVS0KpujNCOkMpYGc/s1600-h/white+pumpkinlrg.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTeXCtIp6t2D3G06ue2iJTrVnbgpPqArVfcWLT6nNpaT-1J52YtavZCeig6QgiigppA17GGALwoXaVpmGFAjzEZ4STM7iSUq6mL44rZNTqhLaYgX9D3CaVJixno6UVS0KpujNCOkMpYGc/s400/white+pumpkinlrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390688800717328914" border="0" /></a><br />Friday is here and this week the time flew by. Obama has a new prize and its quite Nobel if I do say so! I do believe that the world is a safer and better place with him as president. I know not everyone believes this but I do a little comparison using the euro method and that is since he took office almost 30% of people around the world believe we have a safer world since he took office and I think that is due to the fact we had to compare him to the previous one.<br />I give him the white pumpkin award. I love this white pumpkin. I got in Safeway a few weeks ago and photographed it until I was happy and have it listed in my etsy store, if you like to see it larger its a <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=32014133"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">click</span></a> away...<br /><br />I watched a show last night that had a guy on the show who lived without leaving a carbon footprint for an entire year. He lived in NY and up a large building and he and his wife walked the stairs instead of using the elevator<br /><h3 class="clipTitle">Colin Beavan</h3> <div class="clipDescription">Colin Beavan spent a year making no environmental impact in the hope of finding a way to live that's better for the planet. link to clip is <a href="http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/252016/october-08-2009/colin-beavan">here</a>.<br />I think that is living simple..<br /><br /></div><div class="fluxHolder" style="width: 110px; float: right;"><div class="Flux"><div class="FluxWidget"><div id="FW_ContentAction2_4" class="contentAction2 ContentAction2_4"><table class="contentAction2_not_used" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td><br /></td> <td> <br /></td> <td><a class="invisible" id="FW_ContentAction2_4_permalink" href="mgid:cms:item:colbertnation.com:252016"><!--Permalink--></a><br /></td> </tr> </tbody></table> </div></div></div> </div>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4333407919669794356.post-3997972736694862252009-10-06T10:07:00.000-07:002009-10-06T12:06:28.763-07:00Tuesday~ Indian Summer~Clarkdale<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr6_C2znmJmoHzewk6gpGPm51Oo0RryS2T15wvoBszjbu2O10Z4yp6afeeAF9KRDRwsK5Twvtjntj2VNrkEuAzCQ7pRSADNi475D0Osuvc-i6o8h4Lq-rG43psenaaP1mY3qai0vQo9TA/s1600-h/lounge+clarkdale.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr6_C2znmJmoHzewk6gpGPm51Oo0RryS2T15wvoBszjbu2O10Z4yp6afeeAF9KRDRwsK5Twvtjntj2VNrkEuAzCQ7pRSADNi475D0Osuvc-i6o8h4Lq-rG43psenaaP1mY3qai0vQo9TA/s400/lounge+clarkdale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389535046226277266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvLr2HnEuKtN4KtlTl_10PhR0uRyWrNeJx_HqYFF1yoL0w1bFi4c4Fz6gD7g-4zZXyQvdmEhYa_CY2yvQuMyfaYMi62VOgj89lqDZkCNPHPEui5lzXfuNZWgFGBfogTyy5vs87TBEc79g/s1600-h/good+food.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvLr2HnEuKtN4KtlTl_10PhR0uRyWrNeJx_HqYFF1yoL0w1bFi4c4Fz6gD7g-4zZXyQvdmEhYa_CY2yvQuMyfaYMi62VOgj89lqDZkCNPHPEui5lzXfuNZWgFGBfogTyy5vs87TBEc79g/s400/good+food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389547799346211666" border="0" /></a><br />Here are a few shots from a small town called Clarkdale, Arizona. The town has homes made of different colored brick such as this lounge is made of. Most homes are 2 bedroom, with ceramic sunshine of some sort on the front porch. A quiet desert breeze was blowing through the town last Saturday, the sun was shining brightly and like a ghost town it had the feel that people were all sleeping. Only a few old folks sat in front of the grocery store and one man with greasy hair stood outside this lounge wearing a sleeveless leather vest w no shirt under it, smoking. I chose not to take his photo.<br />We were in Clarkdale for a track meet w Sedona school. Rita came in 21st in her division which was pretty amazing considering there were almost 100 girls. She ran straight up a steep rocky hillside and down again. Clarkdale school was where the meet was and the town about 1/2 mile down the road.<br />I think if you were a writer you might like it here. It was quiet and warm and the view was of a mine still in operation that took white rock from the hillside. I think I spent 5 minutes driving around and stopped once for these few photos and drove away. On the way out of town I stopped at a very bleak flea market and talked to the two women in the photo. I actually put up with the chain smoking because they were the only living things out of doors that day. I didn't take a photo but there was a beautiful park and gazebo across the street from the flea market and not one child or adult in it and it was a beautiful day about 80 degrees with a breeze. That baffled me. Were they all indoors watching football or playing video games. I could not understand this at all. Anyway I won't be back to that town again as it was Rita's last year running that race. I will include a photo of her girls team too.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdRhCpGXoTuviC8ak6bNeIW8kciV5ulfbcWigiD6AwoCMFj3olGv-li0qM7icQffpabCLJI-XZP8DiVbNY2uZPPZ-PhQI-YxldcvmmI7Nb4NV8pL0PjBbsuTt28IQQknRrEARF_IJmAA/s1600-h/sedona+track+girls.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdRhCpGXoTuviC8ak6bNeIW8kciV5ulfbcWigiD6AwoCMFj3olGv-li0qM7icQffpabCLJI-XZP8DiVbNY2uZPPZ-PhQI-YxldcvmmI7Nb4NV8pL0PjBbsuTt28IQQknRrEARF_IJmAA/s400/sedona+track+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389547925058178226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYLVKCxfp7Q9o0CUND6t9NfCf1h_ew_j-XOc8YlV6t-4VNrLe9H97WRea_e-aK2H4CYo5QuvJ3e3p2FzUdgrPew8sKuwE1VCEB2ycBumpYScQI2s15EV-8juoWkReEswZWOyE2enHweM/s1600-h/clarkdale+flea+market.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYLVKCxfp7Q9o0CUND6t9NfCf1h_ew_j-XOc8YlV6t-4VNrLe9H97WRea_e-aK2H4CYo5QuvJ3e3p2FzUdgrPew8sKuwE1VCEB2ycBumpYScQI2s15EV-8juoWkReEswZWOyE2enHweM/s400/clarkdale+flea+market.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389548189405647282" border="0" /></a>maclancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14871890646691852325noreply@blogger.com2