Saturday, August 25, 2012

Splash of Red

Splash of Red has become one of 'the' summer events in Vernon. It's a fundraiser for Caetani House and celebrates the Italian family alfresco supper tradition.

(Some of these photos are mine, some are friend Kristin's.)

Guests were greeted with flutes of prosecco and appies, served by lovely volunteers.

and the appie plates quickly emptied as guests viewed the works of art to be
auctioned off while meeting, greeting and schmoozing.

We were serenaded by lively and nostalgic Italian melodies.

Christine Pilgrim found a variety of ways to measure and price prize tickets -
she fondled a remarkable number of bodies all in the name of charity!

The evening was perfect - thunderclouds that threatened in late afternoon cleared away
to leave a sparkling evening. The tables were set and the atmosphere was remarkable.

Artist Christine Kashuba is a moving force in the valley's art scene.
I bought one of her pieces in the auction.

Workmates and friends Kristin Froneman (entertainment editor) and Katherine Mortimer (lifestyles editor).
Kristin was hard at work with a camera much of the evening while
Katherine's infectious laughter was heard ringing through the air all night long.

Barb and John Waite were our across-the-table partners. John taught art at one
of the Vernon high schools for many, many years; a former student of his
had a work entered in the auction.

General overview of the party.

"May I pour you another?" "Why, thank you!"

Melina Moore and Judy Rose wowed the crowd with their musical tours de force.

It was the first time at Splash for Phyllis, a friend of Barb and John's.
View down our table toward the microphone area.

A little break before dessert and the auction, time for a 'comfort stop' and socializing.

Gail Short in lovely polka dots. Gail taught a watercolour class I took last fall,
and I bought her piece in the auction.
Doug Alcock (in straw hat) submitted a glass and metal sculpture piece that fetched $3,000.

Evening, and the auction began.

Bidding was intense on some pieces, a bit slower on others but always entertaining.

Victor Noakes is an excellent auctioneer. He had the audience captivated,
worked the sale well and was a true asset to the event. This particular
piece up on the block was  created by John's former student.

John and Bryan watching the sale.

It was a lot of fun!

Saturday, August 18, 2012


Excerpt from Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Sehnsucht  is a German noun translated as "longing", "yearning" or "craving" or in a wider sense a type of "intensely missing."

The stage director and author Georg Tabori called Sehnsucht one of those quasi-mystical terms in German for which there is no satisfactory corresponding term in another language. Sehnsucht is a compound word, originating from an ardent longing or yearning (das Sehnen) and addiction (die Sucht). However, these words do not adequately encapsulate the full meaning of their resulting compound, even when considered together.

Sehnsucht represents thoughts and feelings about all facets of life that are unfinished or imperfect, paired with a yearning for ideal alternative experiences. It has been referred to as “life’s longings”; or an individual’s search for happiness while coping with the reality of unattainable wishes. Such feelings are usually profound, and tend to be accompanied by both positive and negative feelings. This produces what has often been described as an ambiguous emotional occurrence.

It is sometimes felt as a longing for a far-off country, but not a particular earthly land which we can identify. Furthermore there is something in the experience which suggests this far-off country is very familiar and indicative of what we might otherwise call "home". In this sense it is a type of nostalgia, in the original sense of that word.

At other times it may seem as a longing for a someone or even a something. But the majority of people who experience it are not conscious of what or who the longed for object may be, and the longing is of such profundity and intensity that the subject may immediately be only aware of the emotion itself and not cognizant that there is a something longed for.

The experience is one of such significance that ordinary reality may pale in comparison, as in Walt Whitman's closing lines to "Song of the Universal":

Is it a dream?

Nay but the lack of it the dream,

And failing it life's lore and wealth a dream

And all the world a dream.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

What We've Been Up To Lately

Photographic proof that we're alive and well and having a pretty nice summer.

Lytton on a hot July day. Circuit trip via Merritt to Lillooet, then Cache Creek and home.
Or at least that was the plan.

Fraser River (muddy, on left) and Thompson River (clean, on right) meet at Lytton.
The bridge is the highway north to Lillooet

The circa-1968 style 'rainsuit' still looking good after the 330 km return trip from Lillooet via Merritt. Change of route and modified riding gear was due to torrential rain and other untoward incidents. 

Looks just as good from the back. I leave it to you to imagine the looks on diners' faces in the
sandwich shop where we stopped for lunch on the way home.

Look at that grin - he was having way too much fun.

Resident rose killers at 5:30 am one day, pointedly ignoring my "Hey you!" comments.

Karen and Randy were out in late July and we took in this season's show at Caravan Farm Theatre:
'The Notorious Right Robert and his Robber Bride.'

Caravan Farm Theatre is an outdoor venue and a not-to-be-missed summer event.

Look at this! How can that not be fun?! 
Marc made his annual summer trip out, and the three of us rode down Westside Road to
West Kelowna on the first Sunday in August. We parted company at Summerland - me to return home
and they to continue on into the States for some canyon riding in Oregon.

The north end of Okanagan Lake, looking west EAST! ... across the lake .... to Lake Country.
Gray Monk and Ex Nihilo wineries are just to the right  of this photo.

See the new handle bar mirrors on my bike? I had handle bar mirrors before but an incident
involving wet pavement in a sloped parking lot lead to slight bike damage, some rider damage
but mostly bruised dignity. At least I have nice new mirrors now.

The incredibly hot weather the past few weeks has made for extreme fire hazard.
A grass fire on The Rise (within Vernon city limits) travelled fast with fickle winds to fan it.
Came very close to homes but no lives or property lost.

You'll note there are no garden photos this time. There are projects underway but it's too hot to make much progress. Ever so much nicer to sit back on the veranda with a tall cool beverage of one's choice.

Come let me pour you a glass!

Friday, August 10, 2012

A Little Warm

I don't know about you, but it seemed a little bit warm at the house last Sunday, round about 4 pm or so ....

Maybe when it cools down - and while the guys are playing in the canyons in northeast Orgeon (not that I'm bitter), I'll get this thing updated with the latest goings-on.

Meanwhile, keeping the gin bottle in the fridge for extra cool G&Ts.