I'm back in Vancouver now for a week, and picking up the threads of my life here. I had a really stimulating time there in a variety of ways.
There was art, old friends, old locations of importance, relatives, for starters.
My friend, Sal [as in Vermont Sal, friend from when she was in baby diapers & I was in 1 year old diapers, hence my only diaper buddy] also has rugs from the middle east.
So how could I not photograph them?
Not even possible to let them just lie there, unappreciated.
Not that they would have felt slighted.
I just love the colors, shapes & irregularities.
In the world of Islam only Allah is perfect, so rug makers put intentional errors into their rug-making.
I think that is unnecessary. We all make mistakes because we are imperfect & not Allah!
This one below I think is my favorite. It really sings in 4 part harmony!
Then there is Sal, who looks beautiful with Max, the grandson 2 year old. They are so sweet.
Two more rugs....
We all did an outing together to Hanover New Hampshire.
On the way home we saw a snapping turtle, my first.
Sal's husband, Dick, said this was a smallish one & maybe wounded, since it didn't scurry away when we approached it.
I was most taken with how prehistoric it looked, dinosauric!
And finally, at Sal & Dick's house there is a wall built by a Welchman. This is NOT a typical Vermont rock wall. But it also isn't totally typical of Welch wall either!
That's it for now.