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    • The Straw Pig May 13, 2013
      As Quilly’s legion of fans mostly knows already, her latest venture is the production of study guides for children’s literature, to be used in the elementary school classroom. You can find out more about her first two study guides, to Sounder and Treasure Island, here. Naturally, she is at work on additional titles for this […]
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    • Quilly Has Left The Building
      . . . . You will find me here: Quilly Unshuttered . . . .Posted in Uncategorized
    • #216 — Lamb’s Tail
      Fuschia Tuft, originally uploaded by quilldancer.Posted in nature, Photograph Tagged: Joey, Lamb's Tail, Ptilotus exaltatus
    • #245 — Cormorant Condo
      Cormorant Condo, originally uploaded by quilldancer.Posted in nature, Photograph, travel, Uncategorized Tagged: Anacortes Ferry Pier, Cormorant
    • #244 — San Juan Sunset
      San Juan Sunset, originally uploaded by quilldancer.Posted in nature, Photograph, travel Tagged: Puget Sound, San Juan Straight, Sunset
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    • Epitath December 22, 2008
      A monument to itself; broken pier, submerged in sand. CLA
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All Grown Up

I am no longer, quilldancer@wordpress.com.  If you wish to find me, I am in my own domain: quilldancer.com

Ryan, Ella, & Me at WordCamp

Ryan, Ella, and me — and many others — at WordCamp. “Making It Personal.”  Watch:

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One of my favorite things about this session was that Ryan and I had differing views and ideas. I was much more liberal. He was much more conservative. I think he made a nice balance for my Pollyanna tendencies.

Ryan, Ella, & Me at WordCamp

Ryan, Ella, and me — and many others — at WordCamp. “Making It Personal.”  Watch:

more about “viewer.42.swf (application/x-shockwav…“, posted with vodpod

One of my favorite things about this session was that Ryan and I had differing views and ideas. I was much more liberal. He was much more conservative. I think he made a nice balance for my Pollyanna tendencies.

Ella & I Are Conventional — Err, Conventioning!

I can’t seem to embed the dang thing on my site, but if you want to see the PodCasts of PodCamp and WordCamp Hawaii 2008, visit Ustream.

Ella, Ryan and I will be speaking in the theater at 3:45 today. Our session is titled, “Making Personal Connections.” Ella and I will be attending the entire conference and since my laptop is no longer mobile, I won’t be blogging — but we’re taking the camera!

AND, immediately after I finish speaking, OC and I are jetting out to his concert performance! We have a busy Friday planned. I hope you can join us for part of it.

Ella & I Are Conventional — Err, Conventioning!

I can’t seem to embed the dang thing on my site, but if you want to see the PodCasts of PodCamp and WordCamp Hawaii 2008, visit Ustream.

Ella, Ryan and I will be speaking in the theater at 3:45 today. Our session is titled, “Making Personal Connections.” Ella and I will be attending the entire conference and since my laptop is no longer mobile, I won’t be blogging — but we’re taking the camera!

AND, immediately after I finish speaking, OC and I are jetting out to his concert performance! We have a busy Friday planned. I hope you can join us for part of it.

Never Trust an Elephant With Your Breakfast

Ella & The Papaya

Ella & The Papaya

Yesterday at the grocery store, Ella said she wished to fix breakfast for OC and I.  She picked out a huge papaya, several bananas, an apple, some walnuts, a quart of Half-n-Half, and some blueberries.  She said she was going to fix us her favorite breakfast of all time, Ella’s Famous Fruit Salad.

As you can imagine, OC and I were very excited about breakfast this morning — until we got to the table.

Breakfast by Ella

Breakfast by Ella

Ella says that first she tasted each ingredient separately, to make certain they were fresh.  Upon approving everything, she chopped, diced and tossed the fruits together.  Next she sprinkled them with sugar — and she tasted them.  Not enough sugar.  She added more and tasted again. It was just right!  So, she poured the Half-n-Half over it all and had one more taste — and it was gone!

I’m sure it was a lovely meal.  And I have heard it is the thought that counts.  Elephants can’t help it if they have much bigger tasters than people, right?  At least Ella’s appetite heart was in the right place.  And she did give me the recipe so I could make the dish myself.  She also suggested it might be best to wait and make it after she’s gone.

Ella on The High Dive

Ella was just floating around in the lower (diving) pool enjoying the breeze, the water, and life in general, when she noticed the high dive.

Is that ledge up there for diving?

I told Ella the ledge was NOT for diving, but at the same time our hostess exclaimed, “Yes, it is!  Do you dive?”

Of course Ella wanted to dive.  I reminded her of the Papaya Tree incident and tried to talk her out of it.  Ella said that I have no spirit of adventure.

She climbed almost to the top and sat down on the ledge.

She climbed almost to the top and sat down on the ledge.

She said that the ledge was scary, and she was afraid she’d miss the water if she jumped from there.  We all agreed.  Ella went ahead and climbed to the top.  Once up there, she looked over the side and saw how far away the diving pool was and how close the lap pool was.  She wanted to dive into the lap pool.

We told her the diving pool was 12 feet deep and made for diving.  The lap pool was only 4.5 feet deep and it was made for swimming laps.  The lap pool just isn’t deep enough to be safe for diving.

Ella decided not to jump.  She also decided not to climb down.  She figured she could live atop the diving board forever if we brought her the occasional salad (say about 8 times per day).

Ella enjoying a fresh fern salad.

Ella enjoying a fresh fern salad.

Our hostess took pity on Ella -- or the ferns -- and climbed to the rescue.

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