I repeat what I said yesterday about the wealth of information available on the internet.
Author: get back, laurettadimmick
Winslow Homer, master American painter
The internet is awash with fine things to watch. Here’s a great example.
Irresistibile decorations
The final group of Japanese New Year’s decorations, sent by Rudy this month.











Kadomatsu
Is it too late to discuss New Year’s?
Nah.
A few years ago, when I was living in Seattle, I frequented a Japanese import store and purchased these small but lovely decorations. I assumed the 2 round objects represented wreaths, but the other taller item, I had no idea. I suspected it had something to do with the winter holidays.
But Rudy, my Chinese friend in Japan, enlightened me! The bamboo rods are often combined with foliage from pine trees, for in ancient times, the Japanese believed that god dwelled in evergreens, see below.

Above is my kadomatsu and below are my two wreaths with it.


[Today’s Japanese word “Kadomatsu”]



Rudy sent me the following photos of Kadomatsu in his Japanese city.



Now you know. Live and learn! Happy New Year’s!
The land where ice cream is a way of life
Italy!

Taken from Sarah Winman’s Still Life.
Really getting real
It’s snowing here again today. My first winter in the USA in 9 years and, I’ll admit it. UNCLE! It’s killing me!
The local news says this is the biggest January snowstorm since 1992!
So it’s a great day to sit in my cosy bed and read!


This poor Robin is dining on the crabapples on my little weeping tree. He must have missed the migration pattern south! Welcome! Eat up!
Neighborhood holiday lights, one last look on a cold winter’s night
A last look at some lovely lights of the season in my neighborhood!

























Bridge lessons have begun!
Somerset Maugham said that bridge is “the most entertaining game that the art of man has ever devised.” Wow.
Today, contract bridge, said to be an offspring of whist, is considered to be an intellectual pastime played by the masses.
I feel solid in my mahjongg game, so I’m moving on to bridge! Wish me luck! My mother and her friends tried to teach me to play during the summer of 1988 and I remember loving it, but also that it was very, very complicated. I haven’t played since.




On this day, 4 years ago. Pre-Covid. Remember?

Latest read: The Marriage Portrait
Could not put this book down! Ofarrell is a deft writer who captured me from word one.
The Marriage Portrait by Maggie Ofarrell

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