#TBT

 

Hello Jayce. Looks like a Beautiful Day Down Under 😎 🌏
Cool and overcast here in Virginia 🇺🇸
Warmer tomorrow.
Found this in my old files
The Osprey.
My Mom, Betsy Gerdt wrote protest letters about DDT which made birds’ 🦅 eggs fragile/broke before mature chicks 🐣 hatched. https://t.co/iG2H29WnR7 pic.twitter.com/22pTQyUdNX

— Mary Gerdt Parler:Alvarita1 (@marygerdt) December 28, 2021

Aunt Lillie’s Hermits

 

Mom’s Cookie recipe from her Aunt Lillie 

Tastes like Christmas ❤️

Mom Puzzle

Mom’s Painting 

A Simple Vase with flowers

I turned it into a jigsaw puzzle on the puzzle app I got.

Like Mom,

Multicolored Love, 

Shaman Princess 

Puzzles 

She taught me to put them together.

I never saw the range of colors she used until today.

Marvelous ❤️

P.S. I forgot to post the original here,
Adding now 😎❤️

Mom's Butterfly

Zen Moments 

Mom came to me as a Butterfly,

A Black Swallowtail 

Adorned in Gold

Lighting on burdocks 

Saying 

I am here. 

The Blues Past and Present

I never tire of seeing Mom's painting of Main Street, Edwardsville, Illinois, US.
A couple of blocks from where I grew up,
er,
grew older.

When I heard 
Wily Bo Walker, Karen K et al,
and enjoyed the artwork of
Susan Shulman,

seemed to make sense to put up Mom's painting,
Rest Peacefully, Mom,
although you are probably piloting a flying machine as I write this.

For Friday,
A Favorite tune,
in Wily Time.

Mom

Mom

It was not intentional,

That Mom's image should appear,

First as a hat,

Then I don't remember.

At some point in my exercise,

Mom's image appeared.

I took the easy way out avoiding her eyes.

The cool sunglasses fit perfectly.

This was a breaking out Zentangle.

I used 5 objects instead of one.

Use your imagination what they mean.

I saw glimpses of Mom's Akashic Record.

She said to take notes.

Mission accomplished.

Love to Mom in her present incarnation,

She Believed.