Camp NaNo, June Session, 2012

Camp NaNo is just like the one in November except in June (and August).

I'm staying up all night to write. Here's my writing get-up.

A poncho, a t-shirt, a skirt, finger-less gloves, and a cloth headband (and a braid). I also have slipper socks, but they didn't show up in the picture.

It's about eight minutes until midnight and I have no good plot idea. It'll come like it always does for NaNo sessions.

Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real

Pretty

That's a duck from a pond near where Lizzie and Justin used to live. The ducks were really ugly unless it was dark. Haha.

Happy

This is Mom teaching one of her classes. She really likes teaching but likes it when it's over.


Funny

That's one of the said ugly ducks. They're so ugly that they're funny.


Real

That was from a cook-out we went to in the fall. I forget who's on the tree, but whoever it is is right next to a clump of poison ivy which Annie, Sammy, Blake, and I all tromped through being city people and not knowing what it was. (None of us got it, though.)

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(Btw, this is a good talk by Neil Gaiman. http://vimeo.com/42372767 I don't like his characters or plots much, but he's a really good writer. And he mentions Dr. Who.)

Pretty

That's our faucet. It gets all shiny when it's on because it leaks.

Happy

This is a quilt I'm making for Pastor Boyer, who is in a nursing home. He's in his 60s and doesn't have very many family members to come visit him and gets bored and lonely. So, I'm making him a quilt. Dad goes to visit and give Communion and told Pastor Boyer about the quilt and he was excited.

Funny

These are all of my favorite cats (in no particular order). They're all little goofies.

Felix. He's a massive black wimp. We adopted him a couple of years ago when he was a stray kitten. Most of the cats in the neighborhood ran away from us but he'd run up and say, "Come pet me! Come pet me!"

Nausicaa. Dad named her after a character in The Odyssey. She's another stray cat which we almost managed to adopt, but moved before she could. In that picture, she's fully grown but scrawny.

Seamus. He's Lizzie and Justin's newer cat. (He's grown a lot since that picture, which was over Christmas when Benny and he came to visit and he, Benny, and Felix claimed my bed as their domain.) Lizzie says he always looks sleepy.

Benny. (Benedict.) This picture was taken when he was cute and cuddly. Now he's cute and grouchy. We caught him and gave him to Lizzie and Justin. He was another stray cat who acted like Felix. We thought he was a girl at first (Justin felt around and changed our decide--he grew up on a farm and knows where to look) and so named Benny "Princess Arjumand" after a character in To Say Nothing of the Dog.

Real

Dad doing his migraine cure on a trip. I took the picture from the back seat through the window and into the mirror. He's been getting migraines ever since Lizzie was born and I think she was the cause of them. :P They should've been transferred to Justin when they got married, but it didn't. :P

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Confirmation and Dance Recitle

(On the same day.)

Sarah, Blake, and Dad before the service. They've had lots of pastors in the past two years, which means there was a kinda rough Confirmation class. They survived, though.

The Confirmation was between the Creed and the Offering. Sarah played the clarinet during the offering.

Afterwards, they said why they wanted to be Confirmed here.

And took Communion with their families for the first time. They took it during class the week before, actually, so they knew what liturgy, wine, and bread were like. I took the same class as they did (for fun) and got to take it with them.

I skipped the celebration to get ready for the recital. Here's the picture of the class and the costumes. Those blurs are from where I erased the name of the studio and stuff.

Afterwards, we went to a restaurant with Mrs. Spenn, the lady who went with us to the recital. Dad was helping with tickets and so couldn't use his seat so we asked Mrs. Spenn to come along. She's one of my friends and is in her 90s.

I also got a flower. It's the first time. Haha. It made the car smell really good. I used my water bottle for a vase on the way home.

The White Tree of Gondor

We have this funny tree in our backyard. It's growing up sideways. (Dad thinks the wind blew it too hard when it was little.)

Mom took some pictures of it when it was scrawny.

It was so scrawny that I named it the White Tree of Gondor. Doesn't it kinda look like the real thing?

(It's really hard to find pictures of the real tree and that was the best I could do.)

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Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real

I got a new camera! Mom found it for about 50 dollars and it works really well.

Pretty

This is our altar at church. A church in our denomination in Iowa gave us oil filled candles for free. Oil filled candles normally cost 5 million dollars each. We just had to go pick them up. So they waited at Fort Wayne Semminary for a few months before Mom, Dad, and I went up to pick them up and go to a used bookstore. (The flowers are fake. And that's not the floor that the cross is on--it's the wall. I'm just so short and the cross is so tall that it comes out funny looking in pictures.)

That piece of paper is where Dad reads the prayers.

Happy

I found this cloth at a quilting store near by. They're all fat quarters and for a baby quilt. I'm going to make it after I finish two other quilts. (One for me and one for one of the people Dad visits.) These have ducks playing in the rain, rain drops, umbrellas, and orange fabric. I like the ducks or the umbrellas the best, but there wasn't enough to do a quilt of just ducks or just umbrellas, so Mom and I hunted through the fat quarter bin looking for matching fabric.

Funny

This is Mom's pet squirrel. A friend of ours is a farmer and he gave Mom a five gallon bucket full of corn last fall after she scavenged for corn in his already harvested corn field. (He didn't care because the combine can't get EVERY piece of corn there. It sometimes misses parts.) So the squirrel is getting really fat.

Real

This is the most recent book I've published through CreateSpace. It can be found at CreateSpace or Amazon.

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Viola

I'm learning how to play the viola. Dad knows how (and he can play the violin and the cello). His viola fits me, but it's so heavy. So we got a smaller one. It's 15 1/2 inches instead of 17 inches. (The same size my friend Olivia uses. We're about the same size and strength so used her has a measuring stick. Haha.) We're using Suzuki viola books. They're what Dad taught his students violin and cello with.

Here are pictures of it.


The case is cloth instead of being hard. The pocket thing is where the shoulder rest is.

The cloth cover is to keep the viola from getting beat up. There's rosin in the compartment.

It's shiny and (so far) un-scathed. Felix runs at the sight of it.

That was the least blurry picture.