Food as Art

Look closely at these pictures from the Visionary Art Museum.  Do you see they are made of bread, crackers, bagels and other grain based foods?

This sculpture is made of Peeps - a marshmallow treat popular at Easter.

I'm sharing what my husband wrote today about the election results.  I wish I could share his optimism.  Maybe later.

Wednesday, November 9 2016 – The Day After

All the pundits, pollsters and press were wrong.  The greater of two evils won the election.  I suspected this could happen.  It was disappointing to my half of the country’s population, to say the least, that such a shallow man with questionable intellect and more than questionable values could convince half of us that he’s the best candidate to be the face of America.  It’s kind of embarrassing.

What I worry about the most is the impact of him following through on his vapid, simplistic solutions for our nation’s complex problems.  What will that do to the nation’s debt, the world’s environment and the advancement of civilization?

The fortunate thing is there are checks and balances – even within a one party government.  And there are probably a few level heads somewhere that will mitigate the worst possible mistakes.  But, just as with the election, no one knows the future.  So all we can do is live each day to the fullest and look for opportunities to make the world a little better right where we are.

Meanwhile, I’ve moved from despair and disappointment to distancing.  The good things are that (1) with this choice, the country didn’t break down into mobs and (2) the damn election is over.  Even with Trump, can we move forward to a better country and world?  I’m ever the optimist as I think most Americans are.

Something good may yet come out of this.   The truth is no one knows what it means for the future.

Upset!

I am totally aghast at the results of our Presidential Election.

It's as though truth and facts don't matter.

Supporters of Trump must not have heard or read what I did.  

Or they just ignored the facts of this man.

We are a country sorely divided.

We have elected a charlatan, a con artist, a liar to our highest office.

I am deeply afraid as to what the future holds for us as a nation.

From the Train Window

It's not always easy to take photos from the train but I try nevertheless.

I took the Vermonter from BWI Amtrak Station to White River Junction, VT last Sunday and was met by my son in law and granddaughter at the station.  The latter was so excited to tell me she had heard the train coming and saw me get off.  At 2 1/2 trains are fascinating for her.

Here are some of my photos on board.

New York City - I think that's the Chrysler Building.

This is in Connecticut and may be Stamford.

These tent structures must serve some purpose.

Loved the sunlight on the side of this building.

Some of the fall colors were still evident in the trees.

It was good to see one state, Connecticut, renovating their stations.

Not sure if this is Connecticut or Massachusetts.

All the patterns caught my eye here.

Another fall scene along the Connecticut River that we ride along as we head north.

Joining Through My Lens.

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