Showing posts with label alabama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label alabama. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

artists of the month of MARCH at ROJO Birmingham


Please join us on Thursday, March 7 at 6 PM at 


for the exhibition kickoff for the show entitled

HEART HOPE AND HOME 


which will feature vibrant artwork on canvas by 

Allison Puccetti Adams  

and 

Kristin Drew Vickers   


20% of all artwork sales during the entire month will go to The Heart Gallery of Alabama

which focuses on highlighting the nearly 300 children yearning for adoption across Alabama.

Enjoy live music performed from 6-8 by Brent and Shelton McCollough

www.facebook.com/BrentMcColloughStudios

Prints will be available of the entitled work, “Embrace for Life” by Allison Adams
for $30.00 to benefit THE HEART GALLERY OF ALABAMA. (60% of price goes directly to the Heart Gallery)  

Come out and enjoy good fun, purchase some ART WITH HEART or just learn more about THE HEART GALLERY.

Register for a free painting to be given away!

If you are a family who has been changed by adoption we would LOVE to have you share your story.  At around 8 PM we will open the mic to individuals who want to share their HEARTS.

FOLLOW US ON FACEBOOK AT 
we will announce some free giveaways between now and the end of march

For more information contact Allison Adams at 205-914-2400 or visit www.allisonpadams.com

We hope you will spread the love and share this message with friends and family~

Visit the HEART GALLERY WEBSITE to see actual photos of the children awaiting families 
like yours, to find where their next exhibit of photographs will be located or to donate directly. 

Monday, November 19, 2012

Why I Love Being a WOMAN


Monday, Nov. 19 – Why Do You Love Being a Woman? That’s a simple question, but one that most likely has a complicated answer. So let’s write a blog post about it. 

This morning I hit the ground running with my two business partners in our new venture Fluff! Designers.
After a great meeting to plan a fun Christmas party for a client we veered off to everyone's favorite meeting place from coast to coast: "Starbucks".  There were college gals meeting up in sweats. There was a woman seriously asleep on her laptop (this was at 11:00 am). There was a line of men out the door, tapping their feet, one pacing in a four inch square so as to not lose his spot, another on the phone talking into his earpiece, looking like a madman bursting into laughter then serious face.
My girlfriends and I gathered at a round table. A scrambled mom came through with a baby on one hip as she juggled keys, a small wallet that she balanced on the table while still holding the hand of a toddler. She looked over at us, "please watch this and be sure it isn't stolen" she asked us over her shoulder as she herded them towards the bathroom.
As I had prepared thought for today's assignment by doing some quick morning journaling pages, the topic was on my mind. I wondered, would a man ever take a little siesta at a table in Starbucks?  Would a man ask someone to watch his wallet while he dashed to the john, completely trusting that we wouldn't take off with it? Would a man decide to gather at the table until the line died down (which it quickly did and we went right up to the counter to order as soon as we had unloaded files and a leather clipboard)?
As we sat there going over the schedule for setup and design for the party I shared with them my motivation to complete a blog a day through November. One said, "Oh I should do that!"
The man in my life wonders why.
And as we talked about our project, one threw out another project idea to add to the mix in January, the other an idea for some products to add. Then we bounced back to a recipe, then to talk about travel plans. Wow, I felt such a sense of relief. I have been living in the land of the man for quite some time. I think I forgot that I am not the only right brain~left brain that juggles numerous ideas as well as numerous "lives". 
My other female "sista" who is practically a younger "creating clone" of me (except way more organized) called to tell me some ideas she had for my small paintings and to check on me. When she called last night I had just melted my finger with hot glue (well not really, but hey, it hurt) and she had a BETTER idea for attaching those ribbons to the ornaments I was making.
I thought about how precious my "girl time" is. And not only is it enjoyable,  if spent on a regular basis according to research, will add seven years to a woman's life. 
When I told my friends today's topic while we were headed out the door, one simply replied as she flicked her long black curly locks over her shoulder as a man was opening the door for her to exit,
"What do I like about being a woman? Well certainly, NOT BEING A MAN."

Allison Adams
www.allisonpadams.com

Girlfriends In Paris
by Allison P Adams
available on notecards
or order your own custom design with YOUR girlfriends!


Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Alabama is all one color~ CAMOFLAGE UNDER RED WHITE AND BLUE


Still on track for the BLOG LIKE CRAZY CHALLENGE
This is my 6th day in a row to Blog!  

Tuesday, Nov. 6 -- Blog the Vote! Simply write a post explaining to your readers why you vote, or if for some reason you chose to sit out this election.


Somewhere along the process of child rearing I have failed. I have failed miserably. I have a son who just turned 19 years old. He was awarded scholarships in music as well as academics to Tulane, University of New Orleans, Berklee School of Music in Boston, Belmont, Middle Tennessee and The University of Alabama, I think he got some offer from all that he applied for. (Note I said “he applied for”, I had nothing to do with any of it, he did it all on his own, and all was based on his performance at an Alabama public school.) 

He had his first beer the week before college, at the advice of someone he took on “her” word and drank one so he wouldn’t be in her self-proclaimed wise words a “two beer queer”.  He plays in a rock band, a non- drinking, against drugs musician. Now that is something I haven’t known in my family line. My dad was a rocker, in all that entails. He still is.  My boy, values the quality of the sounds he creates with his voice and keyboard over the way he feels. I love that in the musician! 

My grades the first semester at Bama were more on the “social grading scale”, he looks like he is going to pull out straight A’s. Anyone who has karaoked as many know I love to do and thought the quality gets better with one more beer knows exactly what I am talking about!  Guess I have to admit there is NO failure there in his ethics as far as being socially responsible and professionally accountable.  

But somehow while I was sharing with him my “wisdom” that life was about more than just pursuing that one thing you THINK you want to do all of your life, that you want to find a place that nurtures your social development, that offers opportunities to expand your horizons, that stretches your boundaries (thus my encouragement through his Honor’s scholarship to spend some of that time abroad) I forgot to tell the boy the importance of REGISTERING TO VOTE.

So here it is, a year after he turned eighteen, and he is a non-registered voter American. Mr. Apple Pie, blonde hair, plays music by ear, drives an American made automobile and this year he will not be making a contribution to the country that provides him with the freedom to choose tomorrow to be a punk rocker, a rocket scientist, or a government recipient, should he elect to live either of those dreams.

We have hosted two year-long foreign exchange students (at different times), each of them patriotic about their own countries of Norway and Germany. Sometimes I wonder what my children would take to share about the USA if they studied abroad. 

I know he has been busy and all making straight A’s at his first semester of college, weathering freshman pledge activities and adjusting to being on his own, but if he doesn’t register in the next ten days (which would only make him ready to vote next go round), I have to say I will be THAT mom (the one my sixteen year old daughter begs me not to be, whatever THAT means) and drag him by the ear all the way to the court house. At least this time of year he can’t say the lines were too long.

I have told him there can be no excuses and no complaints if you don’t take the time to voice your opinion on the issues with your vote. Was the boy not listening?  We discussed this  more than once over our many around the table dinners before he left the nest. 

“It wouldn’t matter anyway, Mom,” he said.

This appears to be the opinion of a generation unwilling to vote. I guess they realize the power of their generation’s affect as shown on U-tube and Twitter, instantaneous should some crisis arise. They are a generation that thinks between the four years and expect that it will “all work out”. 

He is a prayerful boy too. Perhaps he knows something I do not know. 

Jim Rogers, is even saying this election means nothing. He sees things on a more global perspective, our little bow tied hot shot on Wall Street who is now moving from starting the stock exchange in Austria to transforming Russia's economy. 

Maybe I am making a big deal about nothing.  But just in case, I will be headed down to vote today. The amendments that I have to read and try to siphon through to their real meaning already make my head hurt.  (this link is to the conservative voting suggestions by the way.)  

Three days ago I would not have posted recommendations on my blog..would have "remained neutral, until I heard some of the most RACIST ads on the radio I have ever heard, calling Alabama Landowners "plantation owners trying to keep us down")  THAT is what is wrong with this country. I am a land owner and I take offense at that statement. Because I want to have a rural experience for my children I am categorized as something that happened almost a hundred and fifty years ago?

I will say I am more concerned over the voting for issues over banking changes and Forever Wild being given no restrictions that other government agencies are than the school language that has been so taken out of proportion in recent days.

You can also note that the recommendations for the Conservative voters attached to the link above leave some of the amendments up to the voter and is not a CHECKLIST~ but information stating both opinions. THIS is how the country should vote...based on their OWN ideas and knowledge. 

Jim Rogers is a small town boy from Demopolis, Alabama who attended one of those Marengo County public schools and got his start before becoming one of the "top experts on the American economy" collecting cans at the stadium to sell. He doesn't apologize and take handouts because off the state of his education, he did something about it!




We have a BLACK president. THAT school issue should have been handled during OBAMA's term!  HE had every chance to turn it around. They are in worse shape than when he started. He did NOTHING so now again they stir the pot and try to pit black and white against each other. The amendment isn't even worded to be affective as the commercial is stating. 

The people like Obama who say lets show THEM and that "VOTING IS THE BEST REVENGE" are NOT unifying this country! 

I watched a documentary on the Afghanistan WAR last night. There were soldiers, fighting together for this country, cold, scared, sometimes in the other extremes carrying hundreds of pounds through 110 degree heat to stake out Al Quada. Some had been there three and four times.




TOGETHER SIDE BY SIDE, BLACK, WHITE, HISPANIC, all in ONE COLOR~ camoflage fighting TOGETHER UNDER ONE FLAG, RED WHITE AND BLUE.

WE ARE THOSE SOLDIERS. We ALL have to fight TOGETHER for the future of AMERICA as a whole. 
I watched The Candidate last night with Will Ferrell.  Amazing, that a movie so stupid and so meaningless is a pretty true indicator of what our country has become. On a lighter note, in the movie, the good guy still won! 

Guess it is up to each of us to determine which guy that was (in the movie) and will be.

Monday, November 5, 2012

WRITERS DO YOU HAVE EXCUSES?


Monday, Nov. 5 -TOPIC- NOTEWORTHY~ MEETINGS, CONFERENCES

NO EXCUSES FOR ALABAMA WRITERS

It seems everywhere I go someone tells me they have a great idea for a children’s book. Ideas are great, but for those ideas to become a book, you have to get something on paper. 

Fortunately for the hundreds of writers who call Birmingham home, there are numerous resources to keep the creative juices flowing and the deadlines and challenges coming. One motivation is the very group created by Javacia Bowers that is challenging me each day to do this blog challenge at #bloglikecrazy on twitter and See Jane Write. 

This year I vowed to delve into my writing and art, exploring and learning. I found a group online called SEE JANE WRITE and fell in love with Javacia’s spirit of sharing information. She hosted a SEE JANE TWEET that told us all about how to use that #hashtag (I still don’t really understand it fully but love to use it to “googlefy” topics on my twitter). She has since hosted a number of forums by local bloggers, publishers and writers. I began writing for publications such as Magic City Post dot com through some of these events. (My articles on Allen Iron Works (who happen to forge candelabras rentable for parties and weddings as well as fences and stair railings), Dog Days (an awesome doggy daycare with rooftop play area), Terrariums and Tablescapes (Sweet Peas Garden shop in Homewood and Charlie Thigpen’s Garden Gallery at Pepper Place) are in the archives at magiccitypost.com)

This month I began a class at Samford on writing the fiction novel. I also signed up for another Wiki12 conference (it is my third) put on by SCBWI (Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators).  The group is one of the best in the country for providing its members with information on writing for children. Members from Mississippi, Alabama and Georgia gather in Birmingham each year to hear from experts.  This past Saturday we picked the brains of Julie Ham, assoc. editor for Charlesbridge in Massachusetts; Kevin Lewis, executive editor for Disney/ Hyperion; Leila Sales, Assoc. Editor at Viking Children’s books; Marietta Zacker, agent for Nancy Gallt Literary Agency.  They shared numerous topics from how to publish, illustration, book awards, nuts and bolts of publishing, picture books, children’s and teen writing, non-fiction, magazine writing for children, library collections to how to get noticed at Disney.

I was drawn during this particular meeting to the illustrator portfolios and vowed to try to get an illustration “gig”.  I did.  My first illustration job for hire. (I have illustrated two of my own books, but this is different! I have now illustrated four characters for game cards in a sci-fi based novel and am working diligently on a cover design.)  I appreciate what these people do! It is so much easier to be an “artist” and let the brush follow the muse!

Guest speakers for the upcoming SPRINGMINGLE on February 22-24, 2013 in Atlanta, GA will include NIkki Grimes, New York Times bestselling author and Coretta Scott King Award; Jill Corcoran, Agent for Herman Agency; Dianne Hess, Exec. Director for Scholastic, Inc.; Chad Beckerman, Creative Director for Amulet Books; Katherine Jacobs with Roaring Book Press; and Beck McDowell, who has recently published with Penguin Group. 

For the aspiring author, there are no excuses if you are thinking there is nowhere to turn to figure out your craft.  Birmingham and the Southeast have a treasure for writers in every nook, cranny and bookstore.  You just might not be looking in the right places. NO excuses in 2013! Set a goal and go for it!



Other sources for INSPIRATION:


Alabama Writers Forum

Southern Magic Romance Writers of Alabama


Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Learning from Others

As I noted, I had the opportunity to attend PAUL JACKSON's workshop in Ocean Springs MS. Paul has been a renowned watercolor artist for years.

I wanted to include his bio information from Squidoo because any description I HAVE WOULD NOT DO IT JUSTICE...but on top of it all...he is an incredible, down to earth person who loves teaching other artists to find their gift:

Paul was honored by the American Watercolor Society with signature membership at the age of 30. He is also a Signature member of the National Watercolor Society. Paul was the Grand Prize winner in the "Paint Your Way to Paris " competition and has been featured as one of the Master Painters of the World in International Artists Magazine.

Jackson's artwork has been on the cover of the Artist's magazine four times in recent years. Other media featuring Jackson 's work include: American Artist, Watercolor magazine, Watercolor Magic, Watercolor Artist, Forbes Magazine, The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, the Washington Post, NPR, CBS News, The Baltimore Sun, The St Louis Post, The Kansas City Star, and TWA's Ambassador Magazine.

Many of Paul's works hangs in private collections, but you can see some examples on display in museums and public buildings.

Although Paul Jackson has an unequalled passion for watercolor, his creative genius has not been limited. In 2001, Jackson unveiled a 30' diameter tiger mosaic on the University of Missouri campus. Paul led hundreds of volunteers in assembling more than 420,000 Italian glass tiles for the project. Jackson 's painting, "Not Exactly Front Row Center" was recreated as the stage design for the musical "Porterphiles" at the York theatre in NYC. Paul has also thrice designed Easter eggs for the White House and he designed the Missouri Commemorative State Quarter for the United States Mint.

In 2008, Jackson was the featured speaker at the International Watercolor Masters Invitational in Lushan , China , during the Olympic Games. In 2009 he served as the invited juror for the American Watercolor Society's 142nd annual international exhibition.


BLOG~
Years ago I attended his first book signing. Throughout those years I continued to create acrylic paintings, using bright, fully saturated color but could not seem to get the effect I was looking for when painting water and glass.

This year, next month actually, I turn 45. While reading through my journals I was reminded of the impact Paul's work made on me, more probably then as a writer than an artist, when I lived on the Gulf Coast. My son who is now 17, was five years old.

After researching his whereabouts I saw that he would be holding a PAINTING LIGHT AND GLASS WORKSHOP near my hometown, not to mention on the Gulf Coast. I felt it was a GREAT opportunity to slip away with my husband (we have four children) AND fulfill a life dream...or at least something that had been giving me a huge "nudgin" over the years.

So I went. And since I returned home I have been transformed as a painter, even look at trees and leaves differently.

Two weeks after going to Paul's workshop, I guess because of the '45" thing, I attended an acrylic workshop taught by a fellow artist in my hometown of Birmingham.

www.melaniemorrisart.com

She has a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STYLE AND TECHNIQUE. I loved her texture and layering of color.

Once again, in my studio, I found myself looking at MY work in different ways.

HOW EXCITED I was to find an artist site called FINE ART AMERICA where not only can I sell my work, create a blog, a web presence, but
I can CONNECT AND LEARN FROM OTHERS. (Click on the title of this blog to go there)

The internet can consume us, I find myself engulfed in great ideas every day.

The KEY is to ABSORB influences from others but the CRUCIAL PART is to TAKE IT TO THE 'DRAWING BOARD/easel/pad" and
MAKE IT YOUR OWN.

Blessings to my fellow CREATIVE ARTISTS. I look forward to learning from and sharing with you here and on fineartamerica.

Allison Adams

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Thursday, June 17, 2010

For the MEN on Father's Day

A Note To All MEN on Father’s Day

Today I went water skiing for the first time in 30 years.

It was almost like riding a tricycle. All of the times when I was only twelve, a boyfriend of my mom’s would take us to the river and teach us to ski. The things he would shout, “bend your knees, let the boat pull you up!” came flowing back to me.

Looking back I think, he didn’t have to be so good to us. He didn’t have to pull us up and down sloughs in his boat from early sun-up to dusk. He didn’t have to teach me to back the trailer down the hill while he hooked up the boat. He didn’t have to let me drive illegally.

But he did. And he made a tremendous impact in less than a year while he was with us. He was one of the sweetest men I knew, but looking back, too weak a spirit for our family or for my mother.

I looked him up when I took my Sr. Trip in High School. He was happily married living in South Florida. I was glad he had found a great life outside of Livingston. Mom broke his heart. Think it was the brown van in the driveway that drove her crazy, it had painted designs on the doors. We loved driving it, Danielle and I, up and down the driveway. I think my sister must have been ten then.

I look back at that time, now 44, and cherish the sunset afternoons on the river. My sister and I skiing on his shoulders, my mom watching and I think then she was even skiing.

After we docked today at the lake, I came in, made a post on fb, my latest obsession, and thought, I’ll write “Pete” a quick note. I knew he was most recently a PE coach for a Bradenton High School. “I’ll tell him how much it meant to me, all those days with us.”

And there it was, in Person Search. Died, 2008.

Because of him, I can waterski, I know I could drive a truck, I could trailer a hitch. It is the little things that men take the time to share with us that make us who we are.

I have always been an independent “woman” type all my life and those who know me are quite perplexed with the gentleness I express when talking of Pete. I have run off QUITE a few boyfriends AND a questionable husband or two. (not all mine) But I write this to remind all of the boyfriends, husbands, and even friends of women with children, YOU can make a difference.

How often do you take the time to throw a ball (Jim Pate taught me to pitch when I was about six and I played until I was at least nine, he’d yell at me just as loudly as his boys “catch that ball!”. I loved that he didn’t treat me differently. Back then I think I was always on the “shirts off” team when we played sports. I was one of the boys.)

There are few others who affected me like Pete and Mr. Jim, as I called him. Mr. Jim was at Ann Kathryn’s graduation from kindergarten, he and “Miss Betty”. Not because of Ann Kathryn, but because their grandchildren are in her class. And it was just as special. It was like having family there.

My daddy, Tom Puccetti, treated me like an adult. At 5 he made me wire my own stereo, I had a dirt bike in the first grade, we’d ride his motorcycle all the way to Meridian where he worked. He would let me drive the tractors at the farm that is now Chemical Waste Mgt in Emelle. He taught me to ride a horse. I think he is the reason I can write, as I would go with him to teach his college English classes. In the fourth grade I would take the exams, sitting up in the corner window. He says I made A’s. I have no idea, but I read every English book he left in the garage when he left after I entered the fourth grade.

Without these influences, I think I might have been one of those gals to “sit on the sidelines”, to not take a risk. I might have been a person without a voice. I might say, whoa, I don’t know where to begin. I would watch them ski, I would be about like when I rolled down the mountain in Vail...not having a CLUE what to do. Too bad mom never had any snow bunny influences in my childhood. I might have been a graceful bunny instead.

Chad and I are making efforts to expose our children to everything we can, so that when they grow up they can become well rounded, adults, not afraid to take chances or “try that again”.

Brent was a natural on snow skis in Breckenridge, Shelton tubes, but we will be sure to put her on the skis at least once. We have no doubt Ann Kathryn will do it all. She tried to get up today on Chad’s feet. She is only 5.

I never want them to look back and say, “Mom, why didn’t you tell us about this?”

So MEN, this is a cry from the little girl inside who was lucky. And yes, we can learn it from our Mama’s, but it sure is refreshing to have a strong figure to look up to.

Blessings and happy Father’s Day to all those who are and who will be a light in a child’s life. We in Alabama have over 600 foster children, and countless others without fathers to believe in. Bored one afternoon? Look into how YOU can be the light in their eyes.


Allison Adams June 2010

Monday, December 1, 2008

A Photo Says a Thousand Words

A Photo says a thousand words...
but it also gets the mind of a creative person FLOWING!

I ran across this site and had to share it on my blog..

some of the most interesting photography I have seen in quite some time!

Hope the holidays find you creating memories with your loved ones...
and that this week brings CREATIVITY to you ARTISTS!

Allison

Click here if the link above does not work to go to the site

Monday, June 9, 2008

A Plug for the GULF COAST




I have to say,
the more I travel
and the more coastal sand I put my toes into,
the more I realize what a treasure we have here in the Panhandle of the
Gulf Coast.

Chad and I took the kids to Destin, Florida.
Nowhere, not the coasts of Italy, of the French Riviera, Costa Rica...
California (Newport Beach is where I was born), even MIAMI BEACH sand does not rival what we have here
NOWHERE...compares to the crystal blue ocean and powder white fluffy sand of Destin.

And a bit West is Gulf Shores, where I can walk the beach and not pass one person in the winter and might have a few dozen pass by my deck as I soak in the sun to the sound of the crashing waves, fly my kite, let a dog run freely.

Those are things you certainly can't do on those "other beaches".

As gas prices rise, we count our blessings, that we are only hours to the most beautiful shores in the world.

As the sun was setting, a couple said their vows in front of a few dozen close friends and family.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Southern Beauty Magazine



It's official! Southern Beauty Magazine is now distributed across the country! What an exciting thing to watch.

Publisher, Shannon Lindsay, from Birmingham, had a dream...

With a career in cosmetics (Estee Lauder), she found herself amazed at how the South led the market in cosmetic purchases. She realized that Southerners were buying the majority of cosmetics but weren't represented.

So Southern Beauty was launched from her home...
and now with almost 100,000 copies being distributed in grocery stores, drug stores, Barnes and Noble, Books A Million, she is taking the magazine market by storm.

Shannon's dream was to create something with a bit of Southern Charm, that was "cutting edge" as far as the products it offered, and also was something that was acceptable for the "living room coffee table".

The covers are clean, fresh and have so far featured Reese Whiterspoon, Nancy O'Dell,Jennifer Love Hewitt and LeAnn Rimes.

My sister was featured in a makeover and is part of the reason I am writing for the magazine...

It is one of those "a friend told me your name...", "another friend told me your name" stories...I like to call it FATE..some would call it luck
Most of MY friends involved had been in Bible Studies with me or with my sister...

Shannon wanted to feature a SOUL section in the magazine, with deeper articles, about inspiring women who did more than just "exist". She wanted stories that dug deep...that encouraged women to live with the purpose that was placed in their souls.

I got the privledge to do that task...to interview incredible women.
I will share the background on some of these stories.
One incredible story was on Beverly Garndner, who had four children and wanted more but decided to adopt. They have had over 100 children come through their home (her husband sells shoes at Belk's) and they adopted 14 of them. Steven was returned to his parents a few times before he was almost killed and finally got to come live with them permanently. Many had fetal alcohol syndrome, and Chip, had been zipped up into a book bag and thrown in the trash...he weighed 8 lbs. at 6 months old...
To see them function, with home schooling, and two off at college or in the military, work force, is incredible. There is such order and love in that home.

Beverly also now volunteers to counsel families considering adoption or any who have had their children taken from DHR...so she is using the love in her soul for children to see that none are left in the cracks. There are more than 200 children waiting to be adopted in Alabama alone and the statistics are that 1 in 4 children will be sexually abused or beaten. ONE IN FOUR.

I have four children....that puts things into perspective...

My children and I go to visit the Gardners regularly...we bake cookies and decorate them with them, teach them art lessons (along with our 6th grade Bible Study group who have completely adopted them as THEIR own..dropping of clothing and toys)

Because of this assignment I have built a lasting friendship with this incredible family.

This magazine has become intertwined in my life mission...
it is a fulfilling of a destiny...
a place where God planted a love of writing in me..
and now He is letting me fulfill it....
and the best part of it is..
I can do it while my 2 year old naps..and I don't miss a STEP...

Years ago, I wrote in a journal..."I feel I should do something with Foster Care..." I was adopted (by my step dad), my mother was adopted from an agency, my mother's sister AND mother were adopted from an agency...
so it has always been something on my heart...
but I was never led to actually adopt..

so this magazine fulfilled that "calling" and allowed me to share a great story about the success of adoption... more than 8 years after I began stirring on the subject.

With each and every story, there has been a deeper story that began in my heart.
Isn't that every writer's DREAM? To write about the things you KNOW you were born to write?

And so each month, I am given assignments, and whether Shannon knows it or not, she is not only feeding a world with inspirational stories that inspire the soul by assigning them TO me, she is fulfilling a need in one Southern girl's soul that was planted years ago WITHIN me.

I look forward to sharing more of these with you in future blogs.
Until then, get the current issue.
LeAnn Rimes is on the cover...NOW THERE'S A STORY...
MAYBE I CAN TELL YOU ABOUT IT SOON.

ALLISON

Friday, February 1, 2008

ALABAMA IS FAMILY OWNED

I am amazed to find, that even in Alabama, there are students who do not know anything about the woods.
I share this article with you in an attempt to have you think about who owns our forests. Surprisingly, it is NOT corporations. It is rare, but in Alabama, more than 70% of the forests are owned by private landowners, families like yours and mine.

I teach an art class and one of our topics is "nature". I urge you to get out and find a leaf, do a texture drawing with a child, share a walk in nature. It will do you and the person you share it with good. It may even spur you to creativity.



Each year in October, the ATFA Leadership Conference is held to help landowners and non-forest landowners learn more about the resources available through the Alabama TREASURE Forest Association.

I read about the conference in a publication at the end of last summer, and while I had attended more than twenty different tours, workshops and meetings about forestry, I had never attended this leadership conference or any meetings conducted by the Alabama TREASURE Forest.

I had always thought that the Alabama TREASURE Forest Association was some special “group” of people who had those “signs on their property”. I approached the sign-in table with caution, and was pleasantly surprised when I was handed a huge red binder and introduced to the Executive Director, Mr. James Malone, and his wife, Joan, who quickly made it clear that this organization was open to anyone with “A Spirit of Thanksgiving, Encouragement and Inspiration”. Joan Malone serves as Program Coordinator. This was her topic of introduction, describing it as the Essence behind the Essence.

The following is taken from her Devotion during the Conference Oct. 4-5, 2001.
“A Spirit of Thanksgiving, Encouragement and Inspiration”

Thanksgiving means to express gratitude.

Expressing gratitude to God….for our natural resources and the first original seed God placed in the vegetation and trees that are still reproducing for us today.

Expressing gratitude for the calling He has placed on our lives to be good stewards over the land.

Expressing gratitude for the movement that is going on across the land, which is renewing respect for the land and for one another.

Encouragement means to spur one on; to stimulate, giving hope and promise; to give courage.

Inspiration means to influence, move or be guided by divine inspiration; to motivate people to work. To breathe into and upon and through!

As I sat there listening to her message, it amazed me that I had never been a part of this particular group. Sure, I had attended seminars on the value of timber, walked through managed pine forests, learned about building roads and make-shift bridges, knew a bit about BMP’s, and SMZ’s, had attended teacher training workshops at Auburn and Camp Beckwith (although I am not a teacher), had learned little things here and there to make your property more functional and more profitable. But here was the glue that made all of those things make sense.

Their pride for their mission and the passion in which they delivered their message was addicting. I was eager to learn, not only how to manage my forest land, but eager to determine how my little piece of earth could be used for something bigger than just a piece of dirt that grows trees. And immediately I felt that this group of family “stewards” could help me accomplish such feats.

The overall purpose of the Conference is to identify willing potential leaders for the Alabama TREASURE Forest Association in all sixty-seven counties of Alabama and to equip those committed leaders.

Before any of us even showed an interest or were committed to “lead”,
We were provided with a clear understanding of the purpose and objectives of the ATFA.
We were given a clear understanding of:
the ethical and monetary value of landowners helping landowners,
steps to organizing a chapter,
effective meeting management techniques,
resources and tools available to the chapters,
the art of delegating,
involving political partners at the local level,
communicating the many values of our forest resources and value of Private Forest Landowners to society,
and TREASURE forest Certification (which to my surprise, was NOT a requirement for membership).

In fact, you don’t even have to be a landowner to join. You must simply enjoy the outdoors and the practice of good stewardship of any land.

A simple statement from a talk organized by Mr. Mike Tidwell with Alabama Farmers Federation (ALFA), said it all, “There are many things in life that will catch your eye, but only a few will catch your heart……..pursue those.”

And obviously, this conference did catch a few hearts. By the end of the two days, we had assembled a group of Baldwin County residents who were asking the same question, “Why don’t WE have a chapter?”

Mr. Malone’s response was, “Well, it looks to me like you have enough interest here to get one started. Call our office next week and let’s see what you can do.”

And thus was the beginning of our new chapter, the Baldwin County Chapter of the Alabama TREASURE Forest Association. And after a few planning meetings, then an election of officers, we started off with a BANG!

The first event was held at Smithfield, a property near Stockton, which is owned by our newly elected President and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Sam Smith.

It was fascinating to hear the story behind the beautifully manicured forest that stood before us. It was originally purchased as cattle land, but deer flies soon changed the direction for the owners. In the 1960’s the timber was cut, bringing 75% of the purchase price for Mr. Smith’s father, who then owned it.

In 1975, his father died, and the property was managed by the Smith boys who helped their mother run the family farm. And with the help of the county forester, Mr. Robert Dismukes, they groomed the land. It wasn’t always an easy task, with a number of setbacks, Hurricane Frederick being one of them. They lost 100% of the oaks on the property as well as a number of pines. They experienced a lawsuit that developed with a salvage company that marked trees without their knowledge. They lost a number of trees to drought or disease. They dissolved a former hunting club and began doing their own pine planting.

In November of 1979, Smithfield Farms, Inc. was established as a family business. Davis Forestry of Monticello, Ark. introduced hardwoods and in 1981 the home was built.
In 1982, 30 acres was cut and planted in Loblolly pines. In 1998, that harvest was thinned. As we bumped along the dirt lane on the back of the trailer, Mr. Smith was able to show us how every fifth row was cut, then the adjoining rows were thinned. We witnessed first hand, acreage that had been burned, and that which had not. There were huge fields planted in oats and rye. Immediately there was a rumbling on the trailer about what had worked for some and what was preferred by others.

He even shared plans that were never carried out. There had been a plan for fruit trees, but the harsh weather had been a factor. He also shared that he had little luck with Saw tooth Oaks.

The property now has a lake with three year old bream and bass that came about as a collaborative effort with a neighbor. They share the property with their son and daughter, and their grandchildren, who are also learning to love the land.

After the tour, Mrs. Smith had an incredible lunch prepared with barbeque, pasta salad and an incredible caramel cake.

So here, in one tour, we have witnessed all of those things that the Malone’s talked about at that meeting less than a year before.

We saw hospitality, we experienced stewardship, a love of the land, a responsible landowner sharing his experiences.

This article was published in the Treasure Forest Association publication 2002. and written by Allison Adams.