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Rectangle Coffee Tables

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    coffee tables
  • A low table, typically placed in front of a sofa
  • While any small and low table can be, and is, called a coffee table, the term is applied particularly to the sets of three or four tables made from about 1790; of which the latter were called 'quartetto tables'.
  • A plane figure with four straight sides and four right angles, esp. one with unequal adjacent sides, in contrast to a square
  • A quadrilateral having opposing sides parallel and four right angles
  • In Euclidean plane geometry, a rectangle is any quadrilateral with four right angles. The term is occasionally used to refer to a non-square rectangle. A rectangle with vertices ABCD would be denoted as .
  • a parallelogram with four right angles

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blessing corn new bracelet design
Chapter from the Antelope book Pam and I wrote by Ross LewAllen & Pamela Jensen ©1998 "Go along until you come to the Grandfather trees and take a left. Keep going until you see three crosses and turn there," Gray Antelope, the healer, had told Ross, giving him directions to the medicine house. Following metaphoric landmarks instead of street signs, Ross found the house easily. Other seekers had gotten lost, could not tell a grandfather tree from any other tree and had spent a great deal of time driving around in circles, creeping along up and down dirt roads that crisscrossed the landscape looking for the trees. Still others found their way to his house, but never found him at home. Antelope's house, the medicine house, was a small adobe rectangle, simple and unpretentious. But like a gift wrapped in plain brown paper, the outer wrappings gave no clue as to what treasure was hidden inside. The treasure inside the medicine house, the gift of the medicine house, was not in its humble appearance or in its furnishings, which were plain and utilitarian, or even in the beautiful and powerful ritual objects kept within. The true gift was in the experience of being there, of taking part in whatever happened. Crossing the threshold into the cool dark interior, sitting to listen to the drum and the old medicine songs, you could not remain an outsider, a mere observer. It was impossible to remain detached. The energy of the medicine man and his house seeped into one's body like the warmth from the fire in the wood stove. The yard around the house was swept brown earth. Large cottonwood trees towered near the front door. Antelope hung many objects from the branches of those old trees, skulls, bones, pieces of deer hide, pieces of wood. The hanging objects changed according to some secret calendar known to Antelope, their purpose was never explained. Long cedar posts stacked vertically like silver-gray ghosts of tipis stood behind the house. An irrigation ditch ran to the South and in the East was a corn field and a view of the Sangre de Cristo mountains. To the West lay surreal high mesa cliffs and to the north the mountains of Southern Colorado. "The relationship of a person to the land and of his house to the land is very important. Set yourself within the four directions," Antelope told Ross as he turned and pointed to each mountiain. "Turtle mountain, Eagle Beak mountain, Spotted mountain and Triangle mountain." Pointing to the spot upon which they stood, he added,"The children will always gather and circle in the center." Whenever Antelope left the medicine house, he would turn the radio on, close the blue wooden door and then latch the screen door with a simple metal hook that was on the outside of the door. If you arrived, heard music and saw that the hook was latched on the outside, you knew that he was not on the inside. (But then again, maybe, he was.) Ross had a friend that often visited from out of town. His friend really wanted to meet Gray Antelope. Every time that he came to visit Ross, he would drive out to the medicine house. Five times he drove out to find no one home. But still he persisted, soon the count was up to ten and every time he found the screen door latched and reported that no one was home. Each time when questioned about a particular time, Antelope would say, "Hey, brother, I was home that day, all day in the medicine house." When Ross pressed him, explaining that his friend was a very busy man, that many times he had driven to the medicine house and that each time he had come a very long way, Antelope merely shrugged. "If the meeting is supposed to happen, it will. No need to call ahead on the telephone. If he is supposed to find me, he will find me." That was the way Antelope's world worked; his time was not regulated by the needs and pressures of a fast paced tightly-scheduled, highly-organized corporate existence. Time was measured only by the constraints of nature. Antelope's time flowed easily like a river in its bed taking its twists and turns, flowing smoothly over sand, and then racing over rocks and boulders. It contained both rapids with churning white water and quiet shallows. "The river is an avanyu, a water snake," he said. And the snake, Ross knew was a symbol of change and renewal. In Antelope's world, things happened when they were supposed to happen, not just because one made an appointment and scheduled in an hour for a meeting. It happened when spirit called you together. Everything had significance. There were no accidents. There were signs all around you if you choose to read them. One day when Ross went to the medicine house, Antelope met him at the door with a turtle shell. It was his grandfather's medicine. Ross knew it was a kind of blessing and it made him feel welcome. He brought roasted chicken and strawberries for lunch. Antelope loved strawberries. Before they sat down to
living room pano
living room pano
The dog snuck in this one again. This is 30+ photos stitched together in Photoshop. The flower wallpaper is one wall, the windows take up the other wall and the white walls make the rectangle. And at the far right is my IKEA floor lamp that I've got on a sidetable... because I'm different. Only things missing are my TV (the big one's being repaired and goes in the corner between the flowers and window) and an EXPEDIT 5x5 bookshelf. Either behind the L shaped couch as a room divider for my "office" or against the wall with the red print (left hand side). We'll see how much room it takes up first before deciding, but I want room divider idea. The decor geek in me will end up doing this for every house in the room, I think...

rectangle coffee tables