Monday, September 1, 2008

ATC Wall Hanging

In the second issue of Cloth Paper Scissors I saw a wall hanging by Dlae Rollerson and always wanted to make one. So I did. it was very time consuming and my carpal tunnel came back as it was hell hand sewing through melted stuff all 44 ATCs. I plan to add a few more dangles. It involved lots of heat gun application and burning. now I have a sodering iron with a pencil thin tip I can set the world on heat. I am making another, minus hand work and I plan to sew up all those other ATC I received in swaps.

RV nut case

This guy obviously did not know what he was doing. The land dropped quickly beneath the front of the RV.

The jacks are on the ground and the front wheels are about a foot off. I cannot imagine how they will get it to the ground. They say never have the wheels off the ground. This was there all the time we were there and no-one was in it. Everyon with bg rigs parks them parrallel to the shoreline

trip to Texas Coast

You would think that after all the years of living on the Gulf Coast that we would realize there is no way we can sleep without AC. Wrong we took off to the National Seashore, Padre Island, Aug 21 where generators have to be off between 10pm and 6 am. This was OK until about midnight when the cool inside has warn off. Opening windows invites in humidity that destroys any cool air. The first night was bad but a breeze helped somewhat. Night two was hell with no breeze so we packed up and went to Mustang island where they have electric hook ups. So a pleasant beach walk and dinner with friends followed by a cool night was just the thing. The walk to the beach the next morning was another matter. Mosquitoes the size of elephants gleefully descended on us every time we approached standing water or wet dune grass. The night walk had us covered in OFF. So the next day we headed to Goose island. It is on the water so no mosquitoes except in the tree shaded walks and there are hook ups. we walked the long jetty watched the jelly fish swarming, the brown pelicans, the dive bombers of the flight world, the seagulls and leaping fish.We managed to find the bar in a hotel and a place called Moon Dogs to celebrate my birthday.

Birthday Girl on deck at Moon Dog. I was really having a good time.
Monday we went to Port Aransas as everything again was closed well HEB and WalMart were brimming over with activity. Alas Rockport is a Golden Center for snow birds in the winter and in summer limps along. Once every Texan spoke of it as an Artist Colony. My take is elderly retired creating seagulls sitting on half submerged posts in every medium. Port Aransas on the other hand was vibrant & fun. Boutiques full of the usual junk but fine tuned. I actually bought a linen blouse. There is also a beach RV park run by the County with hook ups. There is quite a selection of feisty restaurants serving fresh sea food and the like. (Those big chains get frozen sea products from everywhere but Texas, even Landry's ). So that was a yummy day and a place we will escape to again. We returned home a day early . That meant the laundry was finished before the weekend and Chris readied the RV in record time when you consider he hand washed it in 90+ weather.