when words fail me, which is often, I paint. When words work for me and are available on time, I am surprised.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

I need your help





I think most of you all know that I live in the country. We have a few rituals in the rural setting that may be unheard of to some of you city folks (and I know you aren't all city peoples either). When you pass a car while either driving or walking, you wave. There is the head nod, the finger wave, the full hand parade wave and there is also the delayed finger wave that I often implement due to the old road hypnosis thing which people sometimes assume is my rudeness, but people shouldn't make assumptions.
A few weeks ago, I found the "Plagues of Passover " finger puppets at a local store. Passover had ended and they were on sale. I could not resist.

Buzz Lightyear hangs from my rear view mirror; his motto "To infinity and beyond".

I love Buzz.

Each week I pull a plague out of a sack and stretch it over Buzz's legs. He battles locusts, hail, lice, blood, first born, cattle, drought, frogs-yes frogs (hilarious), and the others during the entire week.

Sometimes I put the weekly plague on my index finger as I drive home, just in case I see any bad people on the road. If I see them I will be sure to give the old finger wave on time, but this is not why I need your help.

If you have a house in the country, and it doesn't really have to be a ranch or a grand estate, you give it a name.

I built my mini estate on seven raw acres of mountain land on top of a hill seven years ago. As I was in the process of building and land clearing the Luna Moths were everywhere. It was kind of magical (they've since dwindled in numbers).
I named the place "Sheer Luna-See" and I painted a sign with a giant Luna moth and set it at the end of the drive.




Here's where I could use some help: Two years after the house was completed, Tate moved in. I got tired of the Luna-see in my past. Tate is not a Sheer and he is currently a major contributor to the place's beauty and he is also an owner, I painted over the old sign and it is now a blank slate and we cannot agree on the right new name for our home.

He likes "Cock's Lair"- I do not like being stalked.

I like "Crow's Dance" - he rolls his eyes a bit and crows are hard for me to paint.




I am thinking "Dunadd Hill"- in the year 632 A.D. in Dunadd Scotland (the ancient name no longer applies to the region)- Tate and I were married and it was quite lovely, until that battle, but I digress again. I have become aware of several lifetimes where we were together but only in that place have I experienced us being together as lovers.

I am to paint the sign tomorrow. Ancient hill forts are easy to paint.


What do you think?
PS-cock's lair is out of the question.

8 comments:

Jerri said...

Dunadd Hill is lovely for its meaning to you.

I like the idea of combining your first names into something. "State of Grace" leaps to mind.

Oooo-ooo--given your Buzz Lighyear thing and your lifetimes together, about "Beyond Infinity" or Infinity Landing?

I'll work on this some more and get back to you.

Stacy said...

Funny Jerri, some of our friends call us State and Tacy and I have thought of Inn-Estate for a bit. I cant wait to see what you come up with

thirdworstpoetinthegalaxy said...

Yeah, I'd avoid anything with the word "cock" in it.

But I like the Luna idea -- beautiful moth.

Just off the top of my head:

Luna Moon
Art House
Light de la Luna
Luna Lis

thirdworstpoetinthegalaxy said...

Oppps, hadn't meant to post yet. Here are a few more:

T & S Escape
T & S Ranch
Love Luna
S & T Prairie
Mount Luna
T.S. Luna
Crow Call Inn (people might think you are letting, though)
Crow's Call Estate

thirdworstpoetinthegalaxy said...

Going off of what Jerri said...

Grace Hill
Grace Cathedral Hill (AWESOME song by the Decemberists)
Infinity Hill
Mount Infinity
Hillsheer Farms

I've gotta stop myself...

Stacy said...

Hillsheer farm, LOL. Poet, thank you.

tom said...

Well I am the seventh comment, you have 7 acres you bought 7 years ago..." Seventh Heaven" "Lucky 7" It should have a 7 in it somewhere!!

Matt said...

Hey Stacy,

Thanks for the supportive comment. What a loser for my old boss person to be reading my blog. Ugh.

I grew up in Vermont and my friends and I would always give each other the finger when we drove past one another.

It was so funny when your friend didn't see you until the last second and got a bunch of "assholes" flippinig him off and couldn't do anything about it!

Oh, shenanigans!