Thank you for sharing with us. This is a pretty special group of folks that love you a whole bunch. We love you for you. Pretty awesome that you've sold a bunch of paintings. Here's a question; would you ever consider doing song videos again. Totally self interested on my part. Rock on #1 favorite songstress
I would love it if you wrote a novel Allison. Your reference to taxidermy brought back a childhood memory. When I was about 7 or 8 my parents took me on a seaside holiday to a resort in the south of England. Actually we lived in a seaside resort in the south of England but I pestered them to go to places with sandy beaches.
My dad booked a B&B for us. When we arrived at this grand old house near the seafront, we saw a brass plaque with Mr xxx, taxidermy written on it under the B&B sign. My mum was rather shocked! An older man opened the front door. He wore a shabby looking Edwardian-style suit. Soon his wife appeared to check us in and the older man returned to the front room which was an office. I caught a glimpse of a myriad of stuffed creatures in glass cases around the office. As a kid I was curious of course. “I can show your son my collection during your stay” said the older man. My mum’s face went white!
When we got to our room, passing several display cases in the way, my mum freaked out. It didn’t help when I said that the older man looked just like Grandpa in the Munsters! He even had greying hair on each side of his head above his ears.
The following day, my dad searched and found alternate accommodation, on the pretense that his elderly mother had taken ill and that we had to return home immediately. I was angry and disappointed because I hadn’t seen more of the taxidermist at work. I guess at least he did the messy stuff in a shed in the garden so there was no smell of chemicals in the house except on him which was rather off putting when he helped serve breakfast.
Why am a writing this? It brought back a very vivid memory of us sitting in our room eating fish & chips, rain running down the windowpane. It was like I was really there. A precious moment with my parents who have both passed away and my mother telling my dad that the place gave her the creeps and that we had to move. This was all triggered by a single word.
Good morning Allison. The song Peaceful, Easy Feeling came to mind when I read you post this morning. It read like a book I didn’t want to end. Enjoyed hearing about your day. A healthy day for sure. Any day that starts with extra pajama time is a great day! I like the “beetle guy” and metallic colors seem fitting. I did view the Deyrolle shop. Wow. How interesting. The beetle & winged insect collection is beautiful. I think you nailed yours. I could see how someone could spend a couple of hours touring the shop.
Can’t get the woman who stares out the window in your book out of my mind. The mystery begins. Anything you write I want to read. Is she an artist and unknowingly her paintings begin to reveal the mystery of why she’s not alone? So exciting.
Have a wonderful day Allison. Thank you for posting last night.
She isn’t alone because she’s the mother of a small child who watches her eat the peach from around the corner of the kitchen door. The child will always remember watching her eat peaches that way and will do it the same way herself decades later. That’s all I know so far.
Hi Allison. I love everything you’ve written through your healing and journey. I’ve smiled, cried, giggled reflected, astounded at your ability to communicate through words, been awed by your artistic nature, and feel my own growth through your many posts. Thank you for taking us along. I’m very happy for you.
Thank you for sharing with us. This is a pretty special group of folks that love you a whole bunch. We love you for you. Pretty awesome that you've sold a bunch of paintings. Here's a question; would you ever consider doing song videos again. Totally self interested on my part. Rock on #1 favorite songstress
Hi Kenny. I decided to stop doing personalized song videos a few years back and that still feels like the right decision. Thanks for asking.
Thanks for responding. I totally respect your doing what is right for you. I love you for you❤️
Thank you, Allison. Sounds like you had a beautiful day. 🥰
I would love it if you wrote a novel Allison. Your reference to taxidermy brought back a childhood memory. When I was about 7 or 8 my parents took me on a seaside holiday to a resort in the south of England. Actually we lived in a seaside resort in the south of England but I pestered them to go to places with sandy beaches.
My dad booked a B&B for us. When we arrived at this grand old house near the seafront, we saw a brass plaque with Mr xxx, taxidermy written on it under the B&B sign. My mum was rather shocked! An older man opened the front door. He wore a shabby looking Edwardian-style suit. Soon his wife appeared to check us in and the older man returned to the front room which was an office. I caught a glimpse of a myriad of stuffed creatures in glass cases around the office. As a kid I was curious of course. “I can show your son my collection during your stay” said the older man. My mum’s face went white!
When we got to our room, passing several display cases in the way, my mum freaked out. It didn’t help when I said that the older man looked just like Grandpa in the Munsters! He even had greying hair on each side of his head above his ears.
The following day, my dad searched and found alternate accommodation, on the pretense that his elderly mother had taken ill and that we had to return home immediately. I was angry and disappointed because I hadn’t seen more of the taxidermist at work. I guess at least he did the messy stuff in a shed in the garden so there was no smell of chemicals in the house except on him which was rather off putting when he helped serve breakfast.
Why am a writing this? It brought back a very vivid memory of us sitting in our room eating fish & chips, rain running down the windowpane. It was like I was really there. A precious moment with my parents who have both passed away and my mother telling my dad that the place gave her the creeps and that we had to move. This was all triggered by a single word.
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Love this story! I’m glad I chose that word. 🤍
Good morning Allison. The song Peaceful, Easy Feeling came to mind when I read you post this morning. It read like a book I didn’t want to end. Enjoyed hearing about your day. A healthy day for sure. Any day that starts with extra pajama time is a great day! I like the “beetle guy” and metallic colors seem fitting. I did view the Deyrolle shop. Wow. How interesting. The beetle & winged insect collection is beautiful. I think you nailed yours. I could see how someone could spend a couple of hours touring the shop.
Can’t get the woman who stares out the window in your book out of my mind. The mystery begins. Anything you write I want to read. Is she an artist and unknowingly her paintings begin to reveal the mystery of why she’s not alone? So exciting.
Have a wonderful day Allison. Thank you for posting last night.
xoxo 🍑
She isn’t alone because she’s the mother of a small child who watches her eat the peach from around the corner of the kitchen door. The child will always remember watching her eat peaches that way and will do it the same way herself decades later. That’s all I know so far.
Hmm will let my mind wander too as to where this will go. It has a feeling & a life about it already with those few words. 📝
Inspirational Allison! Love your truths.
Love that you find peace in your plants. That is still one of my great joys. Love you honey!
Love you, Aunt Brenda.
I love the mellow peace in this post today, Allison. Counting blessings is a sure way to hold onto that peace. Hugs!
Well look at at this way. Raccoons can’t eat your tomatoes in the big city. Love and light. Robbie
We have those too. The best of all worlds.
Hi Allison. I love everything you’ve written through your healing and journey. I’ve smiled, cried, giggled reflected, astounded at your ability to communicate through words, been awed by your artistic nature, and feel my own growth through your many posts. Thank you for taking us along. I’m very happy for you.