More Cicada Love.

These two are doing something.  Is THIS how they do it?  I'll bet its so they don't have to look at each other since they're so ugly and all.  I mean really, its for the best, don't you agree?

Cicada Love.

They. Are. Everywhere.  And I mean everywhere.

These guys just crawled right out of their shells.  And they just leave them laying around (see above photo).  Rather rude if you ask me.

Then they start their march up the trees.

Sometimes they get confused and mistake blades of grass for a tree.  Hey, they've been underground for 17 years, it takes a minute to get it together.

The migration "up".

I do not like it when they come up on my porch.

Stay outside, please.

I think a Hummingbird and a Grasshopper and a T-Rex got married one day and had a baby and it was a Cicada.  The first Cicada.

No no, Cicada's didn't do this to this poor tree.  A Pileated Woodpecker did this, according to my dad.  Apparently this tree has an insect problem and the Woodpecker is happy to try to help.  Oops, he may have went a little too far.

Obviously the bugs are winning out here in this neck of the woods.  Its fun to say it.  "bugs, winning".  (Say it like Charlie says it, because that's how I am saying it in my mind.)

Thank Goodness there's a new mobile chocolaterie parked in town.  Saved!

Quote Pages and Flea Market Fabulosity.

This is one of those hard children's books, or should I say it was one of those hard children's books.  Its still a hard book, only now its all mine.  You can get these at the dollar stores in all shapes and sizes. Sometimes they have fancy cut-outs on the pages, or are the shape of a bunny or a piece of fruit or a person. The pages are slick and need a little sanding to rough them up before having at it.

Chinese Proverb

This page has imaginary roses and a Don Draper quote.

"I have a life and it only goes in one direction, forward."

This is a previously blogged page with feel-good stickers.

Talk is cheap.


I am embarrassed to admit it, but I watch Southern Charm.  And, I love Southern Charm.  Love it.  Yes, this is what it has come to.

On a recent episode, Shep, yes that's his name, Shep said this quote: "Just take the high road, its so easy."  Shep is correct and I now love Shep more than words can say.

"Just take the high road, its so easy."  Shep


These pages may or may not be finished.

Eventually, everything connects.


Was it Doc Holiday played by Val Kilmer who said this, and quite well I might add...?

"You'll be a daisy if you do."  Val Kilmer in that western with Kurt Russel.



Tootie-Fruity Sunflowers.

Note to self.



I hoard this tissue paper.  I live for that paper.  It. Is. Everything.

This corner up here is the
tissue paper of which I
speak.


I did not SEE this painting until I photographed it and put it here on this blog. And now I can see quite plainly that it is a Appaloosa pony-goat on a high wire.

See.  High wire.

Pony face.

Appaloosa spots and dots.

I'm not sure I understand this painting.  It needs a sit'n stare.  I mean, wha?

Which leads me to this.  This painting, its a hot mess.  I admitted I love Shep on Southern Charm, and I admitted that I even watch Southern Charm.  So I might as well show you my failures.  Here you go, feast your eyes.

This is the hard book with the above quote-spreads.  Its handy that you can set it upright open to dry.

This little baby is from the flea market last weekend.  I love it so much I might sleep with it.

A bit worn, but I will try using them...


And while we're on the subject of the flea market, I got this purse for five dollars. Five dollars.  It is brand new, never used.

Purses are funny things.  They're so important.  And they must be right.  Most women have exact specifications for their purses.  I sure do.  Let me just say that if I could conjure up a Dream Purse with a magic wand that this would be it. Did I mention that it was five bucks?



I have to consult my Fashion Consultant to see if I am allowed to do this to all my clothes:

The flea market I was at was the ExtraVaGanza at the Clark County Fairgrounds in Springfield Ohio.  It goes through the summer with ExtraVaGanzas in May and September.

Remember waay back at the beginning of this blog when I painted my Christmas tree pink?  This made me want to get out the pink spray paint again.

This journal was so so sweet I just wanted to cry.  It had linen pages and carefully placed ephemera.

Look at those scalloped edges.  And that vintage patina.  Its the real mccoy.

These were too cute not to take a picture of.

These cross-sections had some sort of sealant on the bark that made it iridescent. It looked lovely.  I wonder what it could have been.  The guy was nowhere to be found (to ask).  It almost looks like encaustic.

Everybody needs one of these.

Am I not right?

Monsters, Squatters, and Low Carb Crust.

A quick little watercolour this morning.  Its in an uncooperative journal.

This is the journal.  I got it from Anthro a long time ago.  Its a mixed-media collaged cover and its super cute.  But.  It doesn't lay flat.  And the pages are thin, not great for watercolour.  I'm going to watercolour in it anyway and show it who's boss.

This is the cover.  Cute, right?

The palette is holding it open while her forehead dries.

Yeah, I couldn't resist it even though it has that drawback.

On another note, these.

Seventeen-Year Periodical Cicadas.  They're everywhere.

This is the rare albino cicada.  According to some children, they're very rare and worth money.

They are on every blade of grass, crawling up from deep deep inside the Earth. They have a fascinating life cycle.  And a short life cycle, thankfully.

They're so gross and ugly and creepy crawley and monsteresque that I can't even take it.   And this is only day 2 or 3 of this infestation.  I do have a plan.  It involves Audrey Hepburn scarves on my head AND a clear dry-cleaner bag. You know, the kind that is illegal to put over your head.  I was told by a reputable citizen that anything goes during Cicada season.

According to an article in the local newspaper, a scream is not required if one lands on you.  I, however, beg to differ.

I mean could they be any grosser?  Sorry, but its true.

All these lovely Cicada photos were taken by Lucy Williams.  She was really into watching them yesterday and took a lot of great Cicada action shots!

I had to stay inside and hide from those Monsters.  The kitchen was bright and cheerful and wonderful and Cicada-free.  I decided to "do a Pin".  You know that when you do a Pin that loud applause comes out of the sky, right?

My Pin-of-choice was the cauliflower crust pizza.  There's a lot of pins on this subject and I really really really wanted it to be good.

It looks good.

Let me just say that all my dreams came true with this low-carb crust idea. It was a huge success.  Loved it and will make again.  Yay!

Squatters now live in our yard.  They're so stinkin' cute that I don't mind a bit. Not one bit.

I hope they eat Cicadas!

The May sky.  All of a sudden it looked like this.

Wonderful and windy.  Another lovely May day.  Enjoy!