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Thanksgiving was just as joyful this year as last year and all of the preceding years. We so appreciate this opportunity to celebrate with our friends and family. The legacy of our large Thanksgiving is a true treasure and we are ever thankful each year.
After we had our early afternoon Thanksgiving dinner, everyone relocated to their favorite activities…riding one of the four wheelers on trails, children playing in the hay barn, others watching football games, others busy walking on trails lined with tall pine trees, some taking the children to watch cows being milked at a dairy farm located just down the road.
And…as usual…some of us sat in the dining room just talking. Something insignificant happened as one of the children…an “almost” three year old boy…walked in from the nearby kitchen. We thought that he was coming in to ask for a slice of pie or a piece of cake. Instead, he pulled on the arm of a family friend who was sitting at the corner of the table and began asking questions repeatedly…
“Where are my sisters? Where did they go? Are they at the barn? Do you know?”
And then we saw the tears as the little “almost” three year old boy said…
“I NEED THEM! I NEED THEM NOW!”
An insignificant series of questions from a much loved child suddenly became incredibly significant to me. I have thought about his words so much during the two weeks since Thanksgiving.
The need for someone we love, for a friend, for family, for community, for security, for the joy of close kinship and companionship is hopefully at the very core of our lives…the very center of our existence. At least, that is how I feel.
I am wondering how some children are able to discern that they need someone, that they need companionship and that they need love. I am wondering how some children have the innate confidence to ask for what they need…even in the presence of a group of overly talkative grownups. Our “almost” three year old has a loving and faithful family. His life is joyful. He laughs easily. He smiles constantly. He expresses himself at every appropriate opportunity.
Sometimes children need to become who they are supposed to be…to be given the freedom to be themselves…backed up by the guidance of the adults in their lives.
“I NEED THEM! I NEED THEM NOW!”… ONCE AGAIN…WISDOM FROM THE MOUTHS OF BABES!
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Vintage magazine “House Beautiful” combined with “Home & Field” published in January 1934.
A magazine patterned after a poem…and thank goodness for that! The original title of “House Beautiful” magazine was inspired by the following poem written by Robert Louis Stevenson:
“The House Beautiful”
A naked house, a naked door,
A shivering pool before its door,
A garden bare of flowers and fruit,
And poplars at the garden foot;
Such is the place I live in,
Bleak without and bare within.
Robert Louis Stevenson’s house in Samoa seemed far from bleak! Perhaps Stevenson’s imagination changed the vision that he insisted was his home.
And so…House Beautiful magazine was created. Eugene Klapp was a civil engineer in Chicago who had an eye for home design and home improvement. He was an early DIY devotee long before the term DIY was even created. In December of 1896, Klapp created House Beautiful, a women’s magazine dedicated to interior design, architecture and gardening. For financial help in beginning the magazine, Klapp sought the help of his friend Henry Blodgett Harvey.
And bleak and bare houses became an impetus to imagine and create pleasant and pleasing home environments. We send our gratitude to Robert Louis Stevenson for his influence!
During the subsequent years, House Beautiful changed publishers several times and changed editors multiple times. With each change, the magazine adapted to the varied interests of the readers. House Beautiful began as an architectural and decorative magazine, but soon added sections for furniture styles, emerging home design, housekeeping and the inevitable do-it-yourself projects. Starting in 1904, House Beautiful became a bit controversial with a series of articles titled:
“The Poor Taste of the Rich: A Series of Articles Which Show that Wealth Is Not Essential to the Decoration of a House, and That the Homes of Many of Our Richest Citizens are Furnished in Exerable Taste”
This room could be an opulent style candidate!
The articles included multiple pictures of the “poor taste” houses that the editors had in mind and even named the owners of the houses. The decor of such houses was blatantly called “ostentatious”! Most of the readership liked the articles and the circulation of House Beautiful grew!
By the time the January of 1934 issue of House Beautiful was published, the magazine was owned by the New York based International Company…a division of the Hearst Corporation. The magazine continued to be a formidable competition for similar magazines through World War II and beyond. By 1964, House Beautiful was said to be…
“Fat with advertising, used color lavishly , and maintained its original principle of sensible spending for good construction and furnishings”.
House Beautiful strives to maintain their dynamic and original philosophy: “to always be warm and welcoming, to inspire, to surprise and delight, and always be engaging and fun”…according to Hearst Integrated Media.
Robert Louis Stevenson inspired a magazine to bring a sense of peaceful sanctuary into the home environment.
*****After 118 years of publication, House Beautiful must be doing something really right!*****
Singer/songwriter David Broza expresses his innermost feelings about the struggle for peace in his critically acclaimed 2014 album, East Jerusalem/West Jerusalem.
East Jerusalem/West Jerusalem with David Broza. The album and coordinating short film co-produced by my cousin, Steve Earle. David Broza and Steve Earle…serious thinkers and seriously talented people.
David Broza and Steve Earle
The struggle for peace exudes through our world…across hills and mountains and valleys…across borders near and far. It seems that peace has somehow become an illusion…a commodity that is deeply hidden in the mire of political as well as societal differences. It is said that music is the universal language, the essential and common language…the language that can bring people together from across the spectrum. I believe in the possibility that the previous statement is true…David Broza evidently holds the same belief.
“ONE TO THREE”
Don’t want to preach to no one tonight
Just want to tell my tale
When the sun will rise tomorrow
It will shed a light on some facts from hell
Clouds are floating in the sky
Shift the mood so fast
Just like on the streets of Jerusalem
Where quiet’s not meant to last
I going to find you tonight
I’m going to count from one to three
I will feel the peace within me
With you right here next to me
I was born into this reality
I was brought up with a war
That doesn’t mean I must accept it
Don’t wanna fight no more
Young people from all over
Stray off and cross the lines
It’s a dialogue that we’re seeking And we’re running out of time
The words to the song, “One to Three” are a sad reality. Broza seems to be saying that peace can possibly be reached through people talking freely and openly about their differences. There is fear. There is intimidating behavior. It seems that there is a lack of trust on each side of any disagreement. Naive? Perhaps. However, beginning with the language of music is a beginning that should not be ignored where any bit of hope exists.
My portion of the B&W Photo Challenge is completed! Through the process, I found myself remembering the many hours that I spent in the photo lab in college. I was so thrilled to learn how to develop film and how to take B&W pictures that would pop on the newspaper page.
Evidently, I forgot everything that I learned in the darkroom! I still have my favorite photos from college (naturally!) …the ones that I enlarged and mounted. I have no idea what I thought I would do with those mounted pictures! When I get the nerve, I will look at them again! I think that they are in the attic…what a very risky thought!
THE REVEAL OF MY ORIGINAL PHOTOS…
Day #1…Top of the Rock at Big Cedar Lodge in Missouri.
Day #2…Our son’s 1958 Chevrolet ApacheTruck.
Day #3…Halloween (very loud) owl in the tree.
Day #4…Top of wooden covered bridge at Big Cedar Lodge in Missouri.
Day #5…Shenandoah National Park in Virginia.
Day #6…Card from one of my Kindergarten students.
Day #7…Fence post at our farm with barn in the background.
Fun!! I have been challenged
Miriam Hurdle at
The Shower of Blessings
to participate in the…
Seven Days…Seven B&W
This challenge is to post seven black and white photos…no people, no explanation …photos of everyday life…for seven consecutive days. You will need to challenge one new blogger each day!
This is my Day #7 Photo…
Today I challenge…