It’s sort of hooked shaped. I wonder if hand is firmly sewn on with the cup & donut going through a loop. Then the hand would be visible above the loop and the cup below it.
Pretty sure it just all hangs out of the button hole.
I don’t think there’s a clear enough line of demarcation for a loop not to spoil the design.
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I have a suspicion that this is not vintage… Well, maybe 40 years old, but not the antique it’s supposed to suggest. Made as a design element, not a fastener.
The style is late 19th, early 20th century, supposed to look like carved bone… but probably plastic or resin. The subject matter is sort of chic retro hip, and wouldn’t have been chosen for a button back then.
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Maybe it’s a button for a tuquoise cotton shirt printed with donuts… and their other button designs include flying pigs, and pink flamingos.
I’d heat a needle, stick it in the back… And be really surprised if there’s no melted spot.
If you see one flying and you are wondering if it’s a Crow or a Raven, it’s a crow.
If it was a Raven you see it and say, “Wow! That’s one big bird!”
We have both here and the size difference is very noticeable.
I was taught by a teacher many many many years ago that “Crow” was a term that encompassed many species, that almost all black birds (and some blue ones) could be called crows… and ravens were a type of crow.
But I now I know that he was using the word crow to mean all the corvidae, or corvids, and the common crow is a species within the Corvidae.
However I’ve still never been sure what is supposed to be called a crow and what isn’t.
Starlings are black and not Corvidae… blue jays are corvids, and neither black nor crows.
Ravens are huge. They croak instead of cawing… but I didn’t know you weren’t supposed to call them a kind of crow.
Sorry ravens. Next time I see one of you sitting on the roof, I won’t say “Wow what a huge crow.”
I always knew that locally we got the Northwestern Crow (Corvus caurinus) which I could never tell apart from the Common Crow (C. brachyrinchos.) I now see that in 2020 they (the AOU) decided they were both the same bird. Vindicated at last!
I like the occasional flowering cactus. I see at least one bunny, though I suppose it could be any animal with two prominent ears. And two potential apples.
Reminds me of the first time my wife took me to family’s farm in Illinois. Miles & miles of fields, with miles and miles of fences, and on every fence post was a red wing blackbird.
“Yeah I know he’s a cat. But he’s MY cat.”
EEEK!!! A mouse!!!
It looks like she sat in the chair below ↓ ↓ ↓
I once got this picture on a birthday card.
I don’t remember the message inside.
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No one expects the comfy chair…
I left Arizona for a couple of reasons. All the pointy plants was part of it.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kroenleinia_grusonii
If that was bonsai it would be pretty cool.
It must be even harder to sculpt and assemble things if you have to do it wearing thick leather gloves.
Try stuffing a porcupine!
Why – can’t they eat by themselves?
buttons
How does the donut one work?
Not completely sure, but I expect the sleeve ending above the wrist is what goes through the buttonhole.
You can’t press it and get a donut, if that’s what you mean.
Then what’s the point 🙁 😉
It’s sort of hooked shaped. I wonder if hand is firmly sewn on with the cup & donut going through a loop. Then the hand would be visible above the loop and the cup below it.
Pretty sure it just all hangs out of the button hole.
I don’t think there’s a clear enough line of demarcation for a loop not to spoil the design.
…
I have a suspicion that this is not vintage… Well, maybe 40 years old, but not the antique it’s supposed to suggest. Made as a design element, not a fastener.
The style is late 19th, early 20th century, supposed to look like carved bone… but probably plastic or resin. The subject matter is sort of chic retro hip, and wouldn’t have been chosen for a button back then.
…
Maybe it’s a button for a tuquoise cotton shirt printed with donuts… and their other button designs include flying pigs, and pink flamingos.
I’d heat a needle, stick it in the back… And be really surprised if there’s no melted spot.
more buttons
Looks cute, but there is no way that occurs naturally.
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So sad!
And to the Park Authority…. Yes, a chain saw and white paint do seem to show that it was deliberate.
Can’t put anything over on you.
I know this one — it’s really a cat!
If you see one flying and you are wondering if it’s a Crow or a Raven, it’s a crow.
If it was a Raven you see it and say, “Wow! That’s one big bird!”
We have both here and the size difference is very noticeable.
I was taught by a teacher many many many years ago that “Crow” was a term that encompassed many species, that almost all black birds (and some blue ones) could be called crows… and ravens were a type of crow.
But I now I know that he was using the word crow to mean all the corvidae, or corvids, and the common crow is a species within the Corvidae.
However I’ve still never been sure what is supposed to be called a crow and what isn’t.
Starlings are black and not Corvidae… blue jays are corvids, and neither black nor crows.
Ravens are huge. They croak instead of cawing… but I didn’t know you weren’t supposed to call them a kind of crow.
Sorry ravens. Next time I see one of you sitting on the roof, I won’t say “Wow what a huge crow.”
Nevermore.
quoth Susan Sunshine: nevermore
I always knew that locally we got the Northwestern Crow (Corvus caurinus) which I could never tell apart from the Common Crow (C. brachyrinchos.) I now see that in 2020 they (the AOU) decided they were both the same bird. Vindicated at last!
find the apple
I see a lot of strange stuff — maybe one’s an apple…
Well… Yes…. But no.
I mean… I see the apple, but I don’t think it’s noticeably strange.
Except maybe for
It’s sitting in a flower pot.
And unless those are teensy cacti, it’s awfully big.
Ok… Maybe that’s two things.
I half way remember this. Still can’t find the thing.
I like the occasional flowering cactus. I see at least one bunny, though I suppose it could be any animal with two prominent ears. And two potential apples.
I already picked a peck of wild apples this week, and my wife made applesauce of them 🙂
Wait. You “picked a peck of wild apples”? That makes a lousy tongue twister.
P51 picked a peck, peeled and pureed, and produced a perfect product.
OK, still not very hard, but a lot more alliterative. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go P.
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The sentries have the perimeter secured.
Reminds me of the first time my wife took me to family’s farm in Illinois. Miles & miles of fields, with miles and miles of fences, and on every fence post was a red wing blackbird.
My offer was accepted. Maybe i can sleep tonight.
Tomorrow i return to my packing in earnest.
Mazel tov and good luck. I’m sure Kiki and Buddy will love it.
congratulations!
YAY ☺