The hot days are over, the days are shorter, it’s time for sweaters and boots. Whose ready for Oktoberfest?
When I was a senior in high school in Daytona Beach, Fl; I had the opportunity to waitress at Bernkastel Festhaus. I loved that job. Right on the beach, if you were serving outside you could watch the waves crashing and if you were inside you could smell the delicious food cooking and the delicious beer on tap.
It was an experience even for the locals who popped in for a deli sandwich. There was a couple who kept their glass boot mugs in the fridge for when they wanted a frosty brew. The beer was served in pints, half yard and yard glasses! It was awesome. And during spring break, it was like Oktoberfest had come to Daytona.
Sam Adams brilliantly figured out the tastes of beer and it’s seasons, at least for my palate. In the summer, for me, it’s great to have something amber and cold. But in the fall, when the air is crispy, a dark beer is wonderful. My favorite beer on tap at Bernkastel’s was, Hacker-Pschorr – Oktoberfest.
And if you look at pictures in Germany during Oktoberfest, it seems to be a timeless tradition, classic images that could have been taken today or 30 years ago. I thought it would be fun to put a little vintage Oktoberfest collection together. Our leaves have just started to change here in Pennsylvania, they are blowing and chilly so I am thinking a hot pretzel with mustard and a beer would be great tonight next to the fire.
Do you celebrate Oktoberfest or have a favorite memory or tradition? Would love to hear it in the comments.
What do you do when a friend brings you a basketful of red-hot cayenne peppers? Don’t worry, this is not a hot pepper challenge post!
My heart was so full of joy. What a generous gift, grown with love and hand-picked off the vine. I didn’t want to let any of them go to waste. Immediately inspired by their shape, color and texture, I could hardly wait for the next morning’s natural light to make some photographs.
I have always been deeply inspired by the Old Master photographer’s of the past. Especially the brilliant work of Edward Weston. This is one of his most famous pepper images.
But, Mr. Weston was not consciously on my mind while I was shooting them and there is a stark contrast in our visions and sense of humor. And he was, well, Edward Weston. Sensual, moody and dark.
Instead, silly songs with HOT lyric’s from my past started playing in my head.
“Feeling Hot hot hot, ole ole… ole ole, ” Or the 80’s song, “Some like it Hot,” Even the Cure had a song, ” Hot Hot Hot.” These bright red beauties just make me feel happy. I enjoy bright colors in my kitchen.
What do you think of when you see a picture of a pepper or hear, “hot pepper?” I think of Mexican food, salsa and chips, comfort food like chile and football game appetizers. But one thing all of these things have in common are Good times with Good Friends and Family. Most people don’t sit down to a spicy queso dip alone.
People have been using peppers to decorate their space’s for years. Here is a tiny collection of retro – vintage items I found to spice up your kitchen and your next party.
What did I do with the cayenne peppers after I photographed them? I went online and learned how to dry them. They are still in the process and then we will have red-hot pepper flakes for cooking this fall and winter. I found this guy, Pepper Joe charming and easy to learn from.
The 2016 Olympics ended last night and it was as clear as ever; athleticism, sports and competition are a universal language. It’s an awesome thing to see people who live ocean’s apart, that many times cannot even have a verbal conversation, step onto a field, into an arena or onto a court and celebrate life through their sport.
But how does this work out in a day-to-day life and on a smaller level? And how about a specific sport? Basketball. Big city, small town, indoors or outside, hoop on garage or foam hoop on the back of a bedroom door; If someone loves basketball and see’s a ball and hoop they are going to pick it up and play. All alone, one on one, pick up games, at the high school or professionally.
So I was pleasantly surprised early last winter when I was contacted by a set designer from the STARZ network to purchase a print of a photograph I made in a very small town, (population 1200) “Fall on the Court,” to use on a much-loved t.v. series, Survivor’s Remorse. The people in this show: successful, beautiful, wealthy and living a much faster paced life. But the photograph speaks across the board because of the love for basketball.
Not rich and famous? That’s okay. You can still have the look. You can purchase it directly from the artist, me.
My inspiration behind this photograph was the design on the basketball court, the colors, textures and the leaves that had landed from the fall trees.
And if you are decorating a space with a sports or basketball decor theme, here are some other prints you might enjoy:
The photographs above include neighborhood basketball courts, old rustic hoops and the one with the yellow backboard is in Haiti. Island basketball? Once again, Yes, everywhere.
If you are a basketball lover I would love to hear your favorite memory or place to play.
Sharkskin and Spicy Mustard. It sounds like a menu item from a restaurant in an exotic foreign land. But it’s not. Not here anyway. Do you look forward to Pantone’s seasonal color collections? Or wait to find out what will be hailed the color of the year? For the past few years I have enjoyed watching this seasonal color forecast.
Thew newest Pantone Colors for Fall 2016 are out. And when I looked at the set of 10 colors, 2 stuck out to me right away, Sharkskin and Spicy Mustard.
Think of the colors on the Pantone strip as a starting point for inspiration. According to the Pantone site, Sharkskin or Gray gives us a feeling of stability and Spicy Mustard or Yellows, suggest a touch of the exotic.
Here are 2 collections I enjoyed putting together using Sharkskin with a side of Spice Mustard.
I have to say I am sort of in love with the sharkskin color Giorgio Armani blouse up in the corner, that with a backpack and sunglasses and I could take off in style for the weekend.
I am not much a of a trend follower when it comes to decorating my home, but I enjoy seeing what I already have that maybe has been put away or is not front and center and bringing it out in a new way. So sometimes just adding a pop of the newest trendy color can make a room feel fresh. If you want to go all out, you can get the newest hot paint color and do a piece of furniture, an accent wall or get completely into it and paint the whole room. Upholstering a piece of furniture in a new fresh color pallet is also an option.
What are you favorite color combinations from Pantone’s new Fall Collection? I would love to hear it in the comments or on my Facebook or Twitter. I love inspirational chatter;)
As I prepare for back to school shopping plans with my kids, I’ve had a few daydreams about my own back to school shopping. It would now be, “vintage back to school shopping.”
A fun guide for 80’s back to school:
When I was a small girl, I didn’t get excited about back to school clothes shopping. Instead I remember being super stoked about the school supplies. A new backpack, lunch box, crayons, a pencil case and new pencils. I still love going to the office supply store and looking at all of the cool pens, lined paper, highlighters and as a photographer, of course Sharpies.
When I started 7th grade things changed and it was all about the clothes, the shoes, the jewelry. Madonna and Cyndi Lauper were on par for what I wanted and I transformed from pullover collar shirts with pants (yuck) to skirts, nylons, heels and accessories from head to toe. Not the most practical thing in the world, but it made me feel good about myself. I try to allow my almost teen daughter to enjoy setting her own style and showing her personality as well. And luckily “pumps,” are not en vogue right now, they wouldn’t be good for the walk home from school.
This is a recap of an outfit I actually owned:
I still have the silver snake bracelet in my jewelry box.
Trends change and people either adapt to the trends, form and shape their own unique style, or just don’t care about it either way. How do you define your personal style? Or are you still finding your own style? I think finding and defining a style that makes you happy, is one of coolest things that can happen.
And now as my kids are preparing for their personal style, I think I will try to get out of my “rut” which has been jeans, jeans and more jeans! BTW I don’t own a pair of mom jeans.
Do you remember a back to school time when you showed your personal style? Was it a trend or something you came up with? I would love for you to share and a picture would be welcome too.
The book “Twist of Faith,” is the true story of Anne Beiler. A woman of faith, you may recognize her by her nickname, “Auntie Anne.” She began her business career with a very small farmer’s market stand that grew into an empire, blessing 850 franchise owners and employee’s with opportunity, not only throughout the country but eventually spreading across the world. Who would think with no more than an 8th grade education, that making a pretzels, something that is sold at every sporting event, skating rink and mall, usually bland, boring and predictable could turn into an empire.
If you are anything like Anne Beiler and trust in God to provide and make your way, then you would have believed it as well. I do my best to trust in God at every step in my life, but I have to say with all of the challenge, bumps and turns that were put in her family’s path throughout the years; I wonder if I would have had steadfast faith to bring it to God’s full plan of fruition. Perhaps that’s why many of us don’t ever experience the full harvest, because we give up before it has a time to reach the full blessing God had planned for us. How many times do we say, “Yes God.” And then the first time something uncomfortable happens, we say, “Maybe this wasn’t really God’s plan.” We are just taking the easy way out, but in the end robbing ourselves of the prize.
Anne was born into a Mennonite family and her husband a traditional Amish family in Pennsylvania. They met under sweet circumstances and started a family, living near family and doing okay financially. But the tragic loss of a child brought her to a breaking point. They ended up a 1000 miles away from their faith-based community and it was there that a man told them he believed God had something in store for her that she could not even dream up. He was right.
Whoever said, “you can’t go home,” was wrong. Anne and her family did go back home and the story of Auntie Anne’s Pretzels was set into motion.
Anne is so transparent in this story of self, including some of her darkest and weakest moments. The journey to the top with “Auntie Anne’s Pretzels,” was anything but smooth. Just because success is brewing for a person of faith does not mean we can walk without stumbling. Even in the midst of a blessing we can and do make mistakes. Anne’s story shows that by continuing to turn to God, God is always faithful. He forgives, he continues to bless and follow through with his plan, even when we seem to be sabotaging it. We cannot outdo God. No matter how badly we feel about ourselves, how much we sin, how much we doubt; He is there. He is always there and will always be there, waiting for us to turn back into his arms. I remember hearing our pastor, Dave Bish, who passed away on my birthday this year, say one time, you can take a hundred steps away from the Lord, but it only takes One step back. (he said it something like that:)
Loss, depression, anger are all 3 things that can paralyze a person emotionally, spiritually and physically. With love and forgiveness, we can heal. This story is a story of love and faith and forgiveness. This book doesn’t just touch on these 3 things, it brings them into the light where they can be thought about and talked about.
This book is for any woman who has suffered any of these and for anyone who has a dream, the spirit of an entrepreneur and faith. I believe Anne would tell you, she didn’t do it alone. She was surrounded by a loving and faithful husband and family and friends from beginning to present; People that could steer her in the right direction when she needed it. To me that’s something everyone needs. We can have a 1000 friends or acquaintance that are “there for us.” But if they don’t share our values and our mission, they could steer us off our path even with good intentions.
Keep your head held high and keep moving in the direction of your dream. Anything is possible with God.
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If you don’t have an Auntie Anne’s Pretzels near you, you can try this copycat recipe. But after reading this book and ironically heading east to the King of Prussia Mall tomorrow, I will be stopping in to have a hot one served to me with sugar. I cannot wait. I love to support small business.
It has been predicted that patriotic fashion and everything red white and blue for the home and decorating will continue to be a huge trend now through the election. Normally these items are popular through summer. The 4th of July may be over, but your patriotism doesn’t have to stop with sparklers.
Would you Display your Patriotism Permanently?
3 years ago we moved from a private community, “into town.” It’s a sweet Pennsylvania neighborhood started in the 1950’s and most of the yards on our street have a flag pole. Our World War II neighbor across the street actually put 2 in his yard. And when we drive out into the country there are flags displayed permanently onto the buildings.
Flags fly, decorations abound in the summer, despite all of the negative things I hear people spew about our country online and on television, which made me think about patriotism and patriotic decor. I believe we all feel more connected a sense of pride and gratefulness during this time. How do you feel? Do you fly your flag as a holiday decoration and not think much about it other than it looks great, or does it fly in your heart. What do you feel when you see American Flag and other items associated with it?
Proper Flag Display – Do you Know the Do’s and Don’ts?
I realized last year that I didn’t know as much about displaying the flag as I thought I did. We hung a lovely large flag on the side of our garage. We hung it wrong, we had the blue with stars on the right hand side, which made sense to me because I held the flag the way it would normally fly and tilted it. The handmade ribbon flag below is hung the correct way. The union should always be first. Unfortunately, a lot of people do not know the proper way or the symbolism, I discovered this when looking for beautiful art pieces to share on here.
Patriotic Fashion – Are you In or Are you Out?
How about patriotic fashion? Is it okay to wear the flag on our bodies? The answer may be confusing to some people if they don’t look it up. It is okay to have the American Flag on a garment or on accessories, but it is not okay to drape yourself or wear an actual flag, plus it looks tacky. Taylor Swift does it right! And so do these men’s vintage cuff links.
Do you know when your flag is ready to be permanently taken down and how to properly dispose of it? I do. Only because our son is a Boy Scout. Under the “flag Code” it says
“The flag, when it is in such condition that it is no longer a fitting emblem for display, should be destroyed in a dignified way, preferably by burning.”
You can contact your local Boy Scout troop to find out when they are collecting flags for a burning ceremony.
Patriotic Decor – What Do you think of?
I love patriotic decor. I think it’s fun when people are all decked out in their stars and striped and blinking headbands. My kids enjoy it too. I just hope that in the midst of all of the consumerism of mass produced items, we can remember what the flag represents. Life, Liberty, the Pursuit of Happiness and the blood, sweat, tears and sacrifices by the men and women who have come before us.
In an election year where everyone feels in limbo, it’s more important than ever to remember that we are all American’s first. We are still at war. We still have men and women living away from their families for many months at a time. And we STILL have our constitutional rights. We can say how we feel, we have the right to bear arms and the right to worship freely.
When I see the flag flying I am always reminded of all of the men in my family that have served their country. I think about the young men and women that continue to sign up to devote themselves to serving us in such a selfless way. Remember to show your patriotism all year long. It’s not just one day, it’s not just one season. And if you see a veteran, shake their hand and thank them for their service. Please share your favorite way to show your patriotism or decorate with all things America.
Is a Merry Go Round or a Carousel? When I was little I always wanted to “ride” the merry-go-round. Now that I am older, I still want to ride but it’s because I enjoy looking at the “carousel” animals. There is something magical no matter your age about the lights above your head, the mirrors and of course picking your animal. Most carousels I have seen also have the bench, but I admit I have never sat in one. Even when our kids were babies, we were always excited to hold them on a magical horse and take pictures of them riding.
And then the music starts and you hear the tiny whoosh before it starts to spin. Our kids are old enough now that they can ride themselves so YES, we all get our own horse. I love it and in fact I have pictures of my husband and I on a carousel ride together, before we had kids.
Where did these fantastical treasures come from?
It is said they were originally designed for a combat practice in Arabia, where they used swords and practiced stabbing at balls, later a smaller model, made from wood was created for children. These carousels which then were found in Italy became “crusader” type games for the kids that were interactive while they spun.
But the carousel that we know today really evolved in the 1700’s. They were man or horse powered and found at fairs. Luckily, the men and horses were given break in 1861 when an Englishman, Thomas Bradshaw developed a way to use steam power. He did a great job, but America took the lead in developing the larger and more complex carousel’s that we still use today.
It didn’t take long for the artists and creators to begin adding zoo animals and other magical creatures to ride along with the horses.
The merry go rounds did lose their place as the centerpiece of an amusement park when roller coasters were invented and became rides mostly for little kids. But the talent of restoration and new beautiful restoration of these interactive works of art they are making a comeback. I personally think they have made a comeback like so many other things because grandparent and parents today want to relive the experience and share it with the small children in their lives.
I remember a person in our neighborhood that loved to paint ceramics and I was fascinated with a large life-size merry-go-round horse that they were painting. These enchanting animals are still loved by many as party themes, collectible items and conversations pieces in home and restaurant decor. I think if I had to pick to words that immediately come to mind when thinking of them they would be – Nostalgic Magical.
I would love to hear about your favorite carousel memory.
We recently visited a town called, Centralia. On the surface the town probably doesn’t sound like something you have heard of before, but think again. If you have heard of the video game or movie, Silent Hill, you have in a round-about way heard of Centralia.
It was through our love of adventure and exploring through geocaching that we found out about this infamous “ghost town” of sorts. So we packed up and headed out to do a 50 cache trail.
What we knew about Centralia before we went….
We knew it was mining town, mostly deserted because of a fire burning beneath the ground that will most likely continue to burn for the next 250 years
We knew the Federal Government took all of the properties that weren’t left by choice through eminent domain.
We also heard we could find “smoke”
We are total LOST and X-Files junkies, so this seemed like a must do.
When we got to Centralia with three teens / tweens in tow, I parked at the opposite side of the trail that my husband had planned. I saw people and spray painted trees and stopped to see.
We were going to do a Geo Art Trail in the shape of a flame. On these types of trails, you solve questions for “mystery” caches and when you log them they will make a design, in this case a flame. If you become a geeky cacher like us, you will enjoy seeing the smileys form the art design on your map, like the pig on the Hatfield -Mccoy trail shown below, from a trip a couple of years ago.
We started to walk up a hill. At this point I had not spoken to my husband about the trail and I honestly (since I picked the place) thought it would be various points throughout town and so on this hot day, I thought we would, “snag a few caches,” get back in the car and go for more. We got the first cache and then he told me how many miles it would be as a loop. I realized with the hot weather, the clothing the boys were wearing and the kids without water, it was not happening this time, even if we might see Smoke. This was a bummer because this trip was 2 ½ hours away from home. But I could see the writing on the wall. It could go bad, very, very bad in this, “Silent Hill,” town if we attempted it this day with these kids. All jokes aside, I am serious.
We walked back down near the tree’s and someone said, “did you see the highway down there?”
We headed that direction and were in for a big surprise, that even our teen son would love. An urban artscape if you will. An entire stretch of highway filled with nothing but graffiti. Not the fancy graffiti you see on big city wall, no Banksy’s here. Just ordinary people making their mark with words or silly simple shapes. Some rude, some graphic, some sweet. As a whole however, that was the art. If it would have only been a couple of people that painted something, it would have had that dirty negative connotation. “graffiti,” “vandalism” but for us, this bright colored path with hardly a bare piece of pavement in sight was wonderful.
I had the kids pose on the hot pavement (the trade-off for not hiking the long trail) And to their surprise after cooperation, Karma stopped by with 2 full cans of spray paint to offer them. We each took a turn, even though my contribution was barely an infinity sign with two straight lines.
Our son is an artist is his blood and heart, of course did something cool.
And when we were finished we passed the paint on to the next group that looked like they found this place my mistake. They were probably here for the smoke, which apparently cannot be seen during the day anyway.
However, we will be returning to Centralia soon to hike the whole trail with another couple. And I am sure we will explore more of the once was town.
For now: a SNEAK PEEK photo of what will be to come in Centralia Part 2. Don’t let the photo fool you, it might not be as colorful. And it won’t be about the spray paint.
A little P.S. One of the best documentary movies we have ever watched is called , “Exit through the Gift Shop.” It’s all about Banksy street art.
The forest is always calling in Pennsylvania. It is beautiful here. But winter can be long and continuing to feel inspired can sometimes be hard. We still partake in the snow and go out in the gray but when spring comes, it’s exciting to get the camera out and capture all of the new life, bold color and light that’s directed from God.
On the way home from a very recent geocaching and camping trip we stopped for a hike at a new place, I felt so connected to the moment. I was hoping to shoot GREEN THINGS, for a monthly color challenge. Yes, there was green, lots and lots of green. But I was able to capture so much more. Not just in my camera, but also deep inside myself.
I was really awe-struck by how authentically present I was for that walk and inspired. Nothing outside of the moment on my mind, truly connected to my spirit. It was an AWESOME feeling.
I ended up with a series of green images from the trail. And I felt compelled to create my first topography print. I didn’t want to jump on the band wagon last year with it and even when I heard my inner voice saying, “The Forest is Calling,” I resisted for 10 days. But I couldn’t help it. And I really like it. Perhaps a new series will begin from it, a series of prints of when I remember my spirit.
How do you connect to your spirit? Maybe it’s the ocean, maybe it’s riding a motorcycle or painting a picture. Maybe you connect while being in prayer. If you haven’t felt that connection in a long time, maybe so long you have forgotten what it felt like (as I had), I encourage you to try some new things and feel it. We were created to feel it.