A Fruit Grower by roots, raised on the Lake Ontario Shoreline. A storyteller by nature inspired by local stories, history, and nature's mysteries and gifts.Anyone knowing the author would tell you that she is most at home under a cherry or apple tree.
Farmer by roots,Teacher by degree,Physical Therapist by credentials,Author by passion.
For more information view Author websites: http://wwww.risingsparrowpress.com and http://www.risingsparrow.wordpress.com
Received mailing Re: National Women's Hall of Fame
via Exploritas Adventures Lifelong Learning/Theme Travel.
Forwarding information...lecture/travel series
Seneca Falls Mar.23-Apr.8, 2010.
A Day of Discovery Women in Politics & Social Leadership : A Survey Course of Women's Social and Political History
Six Sessions Session 1: The Suffrage Movement Session 2: Women of Peace & Diplomacy Session 3: Eleanor Roosevelt, The Universal Declaration of Human Rights Session 4: The 1960s & 70s: Women in Social Justice, the Feminist Movement Session 5: Unexpected Leaders: Women of the Developing World Session 6: The Next Generation: Pearls, Politics, & Power
Details on sessions-topics/lecture/lecture leaders/cost...click through link.
Tho' February is snow covered...the locals along the Lakeshore are talking this morning of snows, driveways, plows going by right after the shovel is placed against the garage now once again blocking...
Spring Apple Blossom Festival plans are underway.
The 51st Annual Apple Blossom Theme has been set...
Took the time to get my connection up and running on Facebook last night.
Started by getting my Profile set-up...history (schools and work),connections on Internet (blogs,web site), telling a little about myself (as little or as much as I wanted). Personal questions I answered truthful and with humor.
I posted a few Through the Years Pictures so people could see it was in fact me.
Click on pictures (they enlarge)
posted a video of me and my kids through the years.
Found it most fun reconnecting with people I shared the road with back in Hometown, Williamson (Pultneyville) School Days.
Woke to a wonderful comment this AM: "You haven't aged much over the years."
THANK-YOU!!!!!
and...smile for those who remembered where and how we connected...sports and music and laughs.
I also was able to connect with current work friends. Several have poke me invitations, but I'm still new to this Facebook thing...so before I go poking too many people thought I'd find out what that means first.
Researching further, it appears many of my old and newer friends are into farming on this group connect thing called FarmVille. Poor friends. Most are already obviously in need of help; too many cats showing up, barns needing repair...
Connection invite from friend across Ocean (France). So great to have friend invite from her in my email this AM and then to read her positive news re: her writing breakthrough via Twitter and her blog.
My message back: "Smiling across the Ocean. Tweet. re: your writing breakthrough. Love this post and blog entry. Three words on post I noticed...courage, creativity, and gratitude...all three there. You are onto something, for sure. Best to you"
Just received message back from her through Facebook...gotta love this Internet age,faster than post office.
Made two confessions already this AM:
1. "Over yrs. my kids have blocked my music career. Tend to leave the room every time I play. Message in that? I wonder." (to my Saxophone playing friend)
2. I joined a group: I Cheated at Heads Up 7Up in Elementary School Anonymous
"Hello everyone. I'm Jane, and I'm a cheater at Heads Up 7Up. It all started in Elementary School. My excuses; desk was too hard (hurt my head and elbow), and I was delirious from breathing my own hot air. Thank-you for listening to my story."
But my group membership didn't stop there. I now belong to:
Graphic Design and Adobe Photoshop; DECLARE 2010 THE YEAR OF PEACE - Make it the largest Group of FB; Six Degrees of Separation; When I Was Little I Used To Think The Moon Was Following My Car; and I Cheated at Heads Up 7Up in Elementary School Anonymous
Tag along on my Facebook page. Just click on Facebook link on this blog.
and to my friends from past days to those newer to my road, thanks for co-creating the good times.
Dedicated to my Grandmother, Sarah (The Piano Player)
Came from Holland just under 2 years of age. Great-grandparents and two siblings, all three children under the age of five at the time of their immigration to the USA. Ship: The Veendam.
Photo Restoration/Video: Jane Marla Ver Dow (2010)
Video Music: John Jarvis, Some Kind of Sunrise
Names of "Home Towns" In Holland (Providence) I saw printed, though letters switched or left off or added on through speech translation handscripted now in print or handwriting versions of the storycarriers. Here I will write them as Zeelandic Flander; Zuidzande; but most common I saw Cadzand. Speech we often heard Zuid-er-zee. I assume that meant land Zuidzande next to or on the zee (Noordzee/North Sea). Funny how sound and letters get lost over time.
Then, the waves and Sea...Now, still fighting the elements to work the land and to preserve home...that remains like Homeland, northwest Netherlands. The draw towards living near water remained in the hearts and Souls of next generations and there they settled along The Great Lake; Ontario. Farmland, rich and higher elevation this new place called, home.
I wrote this in loving memory to "the Grandparents I never met" and to include them on the day my parents celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary. Grandma Sarah passed at age 40 (Dad, 14) and my Mom's Father, William had passed (1945) prior to their wedding day, 1946.
God, watch over me and mine I pray Your Ocean to cross so vast. Dream You planted in my heart just as deep Your Promise be true, what I sow may I reap. Set my sail to horizon -America, there may Mother Liberty open her arms. Captain my ship as she sails on the Sea Me a lad or babe, Mother praying over me. Farmland rich for Your Hands did make. My gifts all I bring, from Thee. My hands able to labor and music I play Send Your Love and Guide my way. Amen.
Happy Heart Day to my Lucier-VerDow Family, 2010
Photo Restoration: Jane Marla VerDow
I love doing photo restoration of old photos. At first I thought it was my imagination, but as I was doing the close pixel work on photos of people I knew, I sensed them there with me. Everything about them. How their skin felt to me, or smells of their day from work or food; simply put, I could sense them on a touch level.
What really intrigued me...when retouching the photos of Grandma Sarah, the grandmother I never knew or met or had the gift to touch, this feeling-touch sensation would still travel through my mouse click into my hand...then to my heart.
Same I sense with old books or old papers. Guess that's the real story behind my rare and old book searches and the interest ephemera collecting. I connect this way.
For more of the same: old photos and restoration in process, or family immigration stories
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