put on a happy face

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master of photo framing

lifter of the left eyebrow

the diagonal tilt

the eye lids relaxed

the breathing soft

a channel of creativity

a strickland explosion

Today is the birthday of the man who designed the ubiquitous “Smiley Face,” Harvey Ball, born in Worcester, Massachusetts, in 1921.
He was co-owner of an advertising and public relations firm in Worcester in 1963, and when two insurance companies went through an unfriendly merger, he was hired to create a “friendliness campaign” to ease tensions between resentful workers. He thought of the color yellow, which is cheerful, and drew a circle with a smiling mouth inside. That wouldn’t do, though, because if you looked at it upside down, it looked like a frown; he added eyes and the Smiley was born. “There are two ways to go about it,” he told the Associated Press. “You can take a compass and draw a perfect circle and make two perfect eyes as neat as can be. Or you can do it freehand and have some fun with it. Like I did. Give it character.”
He was paid $45 for the design, and the first order was for 100 buttons. Within just a few months, they were selling by the millions. He never tried to copyright the design or expressed any regrets over not getting a cut of the profits, according to his son. “He wasn’t a money-driven guy. He used to say, ‘Hey, I can only eat one steak at a time.'”

(I’m not money driven either.)

Grand Grants & Great Grands

Great Grands
Grand Grants

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are my eyes always the windows of my soul?

 

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or is a transparent window a way to read better for the deaf?

Hurrah for lip reading!

 

in an age of masks

fashions lead the way to see

transparency

from the little ones…

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from Willie to Logan to Jeanne

‘the social unit

‘neath the aura of Agnes

 

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solidarity (Japanese)

the social unit

extended family

have patience and indulgence toward the people…

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This is what you shall do…

 

 

This is what you shall do


by Walt Whitman
“This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”
 
“This is what you shall do…” by Walt Whitman, from the preface of Leaves of Grass. Public domain.
Jefferson turned down a request to appear at the 50th anniversary celebration in Washington, D.C.; it was the last letter he ever wrote, and in it he expressed his hope for the Declaration of Independence:
“May it be to the world, what I believe it will be … the signal of arousing men to burst the chains … and to assume the blessings and security of self-government. […] All eyes are opened, or opening, to the rights of man. … For ourselves, let the annual return of this day forever refresh our recollections of these rights, and an undiminished devotion to them.”

sleeping

Don sleeps

sleeping or praying?

 

Sleeping on My Side


by Billy Collins

Every night, no matter where I am


when I lie down, I turn


my back on half the world.

At home, it’s the east I ignore,


with its theatres and silverware,


as I face the adventurous west.

But when I’m on the road


in some hotel’s room 213 or 402


I could be pointed anywhere,

yet I hardly care as long as you


are there facing the other way


so we are defended in all degrees

and my left ear is pressing down


as if listening for hoof beats in the ground.
 
“Sleeping on My Side” by Billy Collins. Permission by Chris Calhoun Agency, © Billy Collins, from his collection Whale Day and Other Poems

the garden

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garden in Harlemville, NY

created garden

joy mercy, temptation’s call

Father, answer me!

Jeanne Getting Down

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Jeanne getting down

 

beat out the music

forward with the touchy tune

get down-jump up spree!

 

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