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Oh April

20 Apr

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

As I am writing this I am back in Florida. I was so pleased we had managed to actually end our winter stay in Florida not just on the planned date, but three days early on April 2! I think someone important- God, did say that man plans but God has the last word. And he did.

April 3rd was our 50th wedding anniversary. After much back and forth about a small celebration with friends we decided on a short trip that would begin April 9th.

We left Florida on April 2 and spent the night on the road. We only had two plans for the big day, doughnuts and coffee at Krispy Kreme and playing it by ear to choose a restaurant for a celebratory meal. The doughnuts plan worked out perfectly, the meal not so much. The route we were on didn’t offer much in the way of special and by the time we arrived home, I just wanted any meal I didn’t have to cook!

What a difference 50 years make! We haven’t mastered the art of the selfie.

I was thrilled to be back in the mountains in time to see the daffodils bloom. I haven’t seen them in a couple of years.I even discovered four tulips blooming in the Hosta bed. To my delight, the pansies I planted last fall were still going strong. They were impossible for me to grow in the Florida heat.

The grass wasn’t nearly as tall as when we return in May but the next day my husband couldn’t wait to get on his mower and tidy it up. I think he just likes riding on the mower but I love the way freshly mown grass smells so, it’s all good. I didn’t get a picture so this 7 second video will have to do.

He also likes to use the weed eater. I think he must work some of his frustrations out as the machine chews up the weeds and grass.

Later in the week we combined a doctor check up with a lunch visit with friends. Leaving our Florida friends behind is sad, but seeing our transplanted Florida friends in nearby South Carolina is always a joy.

One more day and our daughter would be joining us to be a part of our anniversary celebration. It’s a good thing too, because on the way north, the dreaded check engine light on the car dashboard came on. We needed her car for the trip!

Her visit ties in with my opening paragraph. While helping us pack the car in Florida, (She is an outstanding packer) she reinjured her upper back. By the time our anniversary trip was over, she was in severe pain. She tried Tele Med to no avail. Unable to drive, my husband suggested we rent a tow dolly and pull her car home.

Photo credit U-Haul

And so, here we are in Florida… with the truck. Husband is talking about a trip to Ikea.I’m thinking about more flowers and pots.

More next week on our anniversary trip. It was wonderful.

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books .

My 2021 goal is to continue to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

Great Coffee, Good Day

26 Mar

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Our time in Florida is almost over. With our cameras we see the daffodils blooming at our mountain home and soon the peonies will bloom. We missed the peony bloom last year due to Covid and I am anxious to see them. This is a picture from 2018

Yesterday was my daughter’s day off work and we decided to combine running errands with lunch. A new coffee house opened a year ago and I had been wanting to try it but due to Covid it was closed for inside service most of the year. One of the errands was to pick up a prescription from a pharmacy we don’t generally use, but they had the cheapest price and guess what? It was in the same shopping area as the restaurant.

As soon as we entered the restaurant, RearView Coffee I felt that this was going to be a good experience. It just had that “feel’. We told them it was our first visit and they were helpful with our order. My hairstylist had recommended the chicken salad which comes with a croissant. We ordered coffee asked for the salad without bread and expected a scoop of it on a plate. When they brought it to us, they had wrapped it in a large lettuce leaf and topped it with a tomato slice. We still needed to use a knife and fork to eat it but appreciated the presentation. They also brought our coffee….

Photo Credit RearView Coffee Facebook

Ah, the coffee. We have a local bean roaster in town and the restaurant collaborated with the roasters to create a signature blend. It was amazing. All coffee should be that good. I picked up the register receipt to see how much this divine brew was costing me. To my surprise and delight, it was priced the same as I would have paid at any chain restaurant.

The restaurant is family owned and everything they serve is made fresh. I’m looking forward to trying more of their food next winter. Before leaving the shopping strip my daughter dropped off some books to share at a Little Library Box.

On our drive home I mentioned I would have liked to have visited a local shop downtown that has a large stock of Paparazzi Jewelry. She said we can do that. And so we did.

I’m not a fine jewelry kind of lady but I do enjoy tossing on a necklace when I am wearing a pretty shirt. Paparazzi costs only $5.00 but looks more expensive. Perfect for me. These pictures are from the Paparazzi website and chosen at random. I tend to favor long pieces but they also have lovely short ones.

We were almost home when I saw the sign for an estate resale store we had been wanting to explore. So we went exploring. The store was having a 70% off sale on dishes. Dishes are my weakness. Before I got carried away I remembered that I had spent almost all of my cash on the jewelry. I did leave the store with an adorable cut glass mini cream pitcher and a sweet miniature jug in blue and white. It will make a perfect vase for small blooms and wildflowers and I spent less than $2.00.

We had fun but it was good to get home and take a rest. I spent the time proof reading my daughter’s soon (hopefully) to be released book, Legacy.

Tarpon Springs Adventure

18 Mar

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Last week we enjoyed a Covid delayed trip across the state of Florida to spend time with family and visit Tarpon Springs, Florida. I have always found it interesting that my husband’s parents settled on the east coast of Florida and other members of my father-in-law’s family settled directly across the state on the west coast. Before interstates and toll roads we traveled one main road all the way except for maneuvering into and out of our subdivisions.

My father-in-law was the only boy in a family of five children. His sisters adored him and I learned on this trip that when my father-in-law’s sister was looking for land on the west coast, they chose their land because Highway 50 ran from their land straight-ish across the state.

I have wanted to visit Tarpon Springs for quite a while and I was disappointed when we didn’t make the trip last year. It’s a small town, so maybe you haven’t heard of it. Here’s a short description from exploretarponsprings.com

Tarpon Springs has the largest population of Greek and Greek-Americans in the U.S. The city is home to the World Famous Sponge Docks, which are still an active working waterfront as they have been since the 1800s. As the sponging industry grew, so did the City. Tarpon Springs was once known as the “Venice of the South” and has long touted the moniker “The Sponge Capital of the World.” 

We made an early for us start, 10:00 am. The weather smiled on us with lots of sunshine tempered with a cool breeze. We decided to cruise the town first to decide where to park. The main street of the town is lined with shops, restaurants and more bakeries than I could count. One restaurant with outdoor seating even had heaters. Fortunately they weren’t needed.

My husband and his cousin enjoyed chatting on a bench while the ladies walked along the dock to look at Sponge boats. We coaxed them from the bench to get a picture.

The pretty blue and white boat is a display and has a statue in front of it commemoring their heritage.

We decided on an early lunch and our hosts took us to their favorite Greek Restaurant. Early was a good decision. By the time we completed the meal the restaurant and the sidewalks were filling up.

As a rule, I research a destination to death. This time I decided to be surprised since our hosts were familiar with the town. I didn’t know any of the restaurant’s history but the food was delicious and the setting beautiful. A nice perk was the restaurant provided a parking voucher to its diners.

As I began writing this post, I decided to research the restaurant.

Since 1970 Hellas Restaurant has been a proud cornerstone of the Greek Community in Tarpon Springs. Owned and operated by the Karterouliotis family, Hellas Restaurant heralds their rich heritage by producing a truly authentic and cultural cuisine. We strive to provide you with the finest Greek dining experience. Located in the center of Tarpon Springs, Florida’s World Famous Sponge Docks and Fishing Village, Hellas Restaurant features Award Winning Greek Cuisine and Authentic Greek Pastries creating a truly memorable dining experience. Because of our uncompromising dedication to culinary excellence, Hellas Restaurant is a favorite dining spot among local residents, Tampa Bay area residents and visitors who crave an authentic Greek dining experience. We also have a full service bar with an extensive wine selection.

Did I forget to mention their bakery? Words fail me. When I learned the restrooms were in the bakery I felt an urgent call. I felt it would be a responsible action to cruise the laden cases so that we could make a good choice for our desert to go. Except the desert didn’t make it out of the bakery! My husband and I shared a baklava cheesecake. I can’t believe I didn’t take a picture of it. I guess I was a bit eager.It was beyond delicious.

Since my husband is getting his strength back after surgery, we decided to do the rest of our exploring by car.It was fun having someone point out interesting things instead of reading from a book.

For supper we had a lovely meal at a mom and pop Italian restaurant not far from the Gulf of Mexico. By accident, we timed our meal perfectly with viewing a beautiful sunset at nearby Pine Island. Our past attempts to view a beautiful ocean sunset were dismal failures, even from a cruise ship. This one was perfect.

It did my heart good to see families enjoying time together. If Covid has had a positive effect, it would be that our lives slowed and families spent more time together in the outdoors.

Our trip to the west coast and Tarpon Springs was short, but a delightful break from daily schedules and to do lists. We always enjoy time spent with our hosts. We usually meet in Orlando, half way between our homes, but this time we went all the way. Haha

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  where we frequently host the best in up and coming authors.

My 2020 goal is to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

Cancel Culture Vs Grace Culture

4 Mar

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

After my post last week, Pondering Cancel Culture, I was surprised to learn not everyone knows what Cancel culture is. I found that to be encouraging.

One writer describes it as a modern day stoning in the public square. The aim of Cancel culture is not to change a person’s mind with civil debate. No, the aim is annihilation. Whether the target is a business or someone working in your building, no one is safe.

“Canceling a human, not redeeming a human is the prize here.”

Dr. Keith Ablow

No matter the victim’s attempts to explain, they are judged and condemned. Brave is the employer who stands up to a Cancel culture attack.

In my opinion, the media fuels the outrage, trading lives for revenue.

The world’s Cancel culture says you have offended us and you must be destroyed.

I am so thankful that we can live in God’s Grace culture which says

You have offended me and I forgive you.

Cancel culture scorns repentance but God’s Grace culture

Graciously and with love welcomes repentance.

In my pondering this week, I knew that Cancel culture was definitely not my culture. Certainly, I felt the urge to cancel them! But wouldn’t that drag me into their net of rage? As coincidence would have it,(sure it was a coincidence) I am participating in a Bible study with the women of my church, The Armor of God. The first session teaches about standing firm in God’s truth and discarding anything that deflects from living in His truth.

This truth I am sure of. I was not created to live in anger. I am making the choice to forgive those who choose Cancel culture life. And I hope they discover the blessings of living in the Grace culture of God.

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  where we frequently host the best in up and coming authors.

My 2020 goal is to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

Pondering Cancel Culture

26 Feb

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Last week I read a novel by Kristin Hannah titled, The NightingaIe. It normally takes me several weeks to read a standard novel. I read this 608 page book in a week. I couldn’t put it down and lost a lot of sleep.

https://amzn.to/2ZV9Qss

The book is set in 1939 France and covers the entirety of WWII. For some time I have been disturbed about the power of the Cancel culture and reading this book gave me chills. Nazism was and is evil. Now, let’s set aside the whole Nazi narrative and talk about the underlying problem. Power. The power that leads to evil.

We all know someone who has control issues. I think most of us do, in some niche of our life. Think of the person you know or have had an interaction with who had serious control/power issues. It amazes me how much a little power can go to a person’s head. I only offer one example because I don’t want to cast aspersions on any type of worker. My example is a fellow co-worker with whom I job shared. We did the same job with the same power level, which was minuscule. Anytime she had the opportunity to tell a customer no, she reveled in it. I suspect that if she was given the opportunity to turn someone in, to cancel them, she would have.

I have been pondering and clarifying my thoughts on Cancel culture. I don’t want to write rashly so I am thinking and praying about my words.

Meanwhile, what are your thoughts?

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  where we frequently host the best in up and coming authors.

My 2020 goal is to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

Tangled

19 Feb

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I grew up in a fishing family and I can’t remember when I didn’t have a fishing pole in my hand. Living in Florida, we were salt water fishermen. We often spent all night fishing from river piers. I was so small I could stick my upper body between the rails to drop my line. Now, I can’t imagine how my parents didn’t have heart failure.

My favorite fishing spot was Mather’s Bridge in Eau Gallie, Florida. Years later, we graduated to boat fishing and this spot remained a favorite. One of our boats was an old aluminum cabin cruiser. I loved lying in the cabin, listening to the large fish grunting under the boat.

Photo Credit By Mike735150 – I took this photo with my phone while waiting for the bridge to close., CC BY-SA 3.0, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?curid=50161843

If Florida history is of interest to you, here is a link to an excellent write up.

When the weather and winds were right we also surf fished. My parents only used Penn reels, their favorite was a Penn #9. I’m not sure they make that model any longer. I didn’t have my own reel and rod but my parents had a smallish one they let me use. I wasn’t the most coordinated child and I frequently ended up with a snarled mess after casting. Sometimes I could unsnarl the mess myself but other times I had to ask for help. For some reason adults found that to be annoying.

I remember one day my Aunt Della and Uncle Connie from North Carolina were fishing with us on the beach and I had my usual snarl. No one wanted to help. ( The whole you made the mess, you fix it thinking.) My precious Aunt Della sat on a blanket and patiently removed every knot. I loved her and miss her to this day.

I read a poem Thursday morning from Streams in the Desert, that made me think of her.

With thoughtless and

Impatient hands

We tangle up

The plans

The Lord hath wrought.

And when we cry

In pain, He saith

Be quiet, dear,

While I untie the knot

Streams in the desert

 

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  where we frequently host the best in up and coming authors.

My 2020 goal is to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

The Coastal Chronicles

16 Feb

The Storyteller Almanac

This interview is special to me. The guest is my daughter. I hope you enjoy the interview as much as I did. I am definitely a proud mama.

Reblogged 2/16/21

Greetings All !

The latest episode in my podcast series, “The Storyteller Almanac” is now live and available for your listening enjoyment . This one is entitled, “The Coastal Chronicles.” I had the pleasure of doing a ‘conversation with’ type interview with Ms Rebekah Lyn. Rebekah is someone I’ve known for over 20 years. When I first met her, she had a desire to write. But since then she’s authored SEVEN books to date with another on the way. Give a listen to this weeks podcast.

12 Stories Of Christmas: "`Twas The Night Before Christmas" Storyteller Almanac

A reading of the classic Christmas Poem by Clement Clarke Moore. Great for kids on Christmas Eve!
  1. 12 Stories Of Christmas: "`Twas The Night Before Christmas"
  2. 12 Stories Of Christmas: "The Christmas Story" (Bible – Luke & Matthew)
  3. 12 Stories Of Christmas: "Legend Of The Christmas Stocking"
  4. 12 Stories Of Christmas: "Christmas Love"
  5. 12 Stories Of Christmas: "Yes Virginia, There Is A Santa Claus"

I’ve been ‘clickin’ the shutter since I was about 16. I morphed into video production when I went to work for The Walt Disney Company many years ago. Currently, I still work for Disney. But my real passion and path is utilizing my photography and multimedia skill sets for the greater good. Translated, anything or anybody that deserves recognition, appreciation or documenting for future history, I’m all over it. Too many important things just slip away in a fast moving, fast paced world / society. ‘If ya’ wanna know where you’re going, ya’ gotta know where ya’ come from’ (Sir Lawrence Olivier – The Jazz Singer 1980). 

If you feel so inclined, I’d sure appreciate you subscribing to Storyteller Almanac on any of the major podcast platforms like Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts and more. Really helps me grow the po

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Gerald’s Story

11 Feb

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I have a confession to make. I have attacks of Covid phobia. If my throat feels scratchy, my eyes look extra red, or if I imagine my chest feels tight, can you guess my first thought? Is this Covid?

Last week I shared Debby’s story. Her very personal journey through Covid. Another friend posted their story on Facebook this week and with his permission, I am sharing it with you. For the record, I have not been in physical contact with these friends or friends of friends during their Covid experience.

Gerald’s Story

Today I turned 68 years old and took the day off just to reflect on my life and how blessed I am. This year 2021 has already turned into a trying one with me getting the COVID in early January but praise God I survived it with very few issues. To say I wasn’t scared would be a lie because I was. I’ve heard too many stories of a person being fine one minute and the next they are gone.

I had 12 days of isolation in my travel trailer to really think about my life and all the amazing things God has blessed me with. A wonderful family, friends, job and so much more! Obviously I wanted to live and see my children and grandchildren grow up and celebrate all the different occasions that make life wonderful. But there was that thought, what if I didn’t make it. Just in case, I wrote a letter to tell all my loved ones just how much they meant to me and to have faith in God because he loves us and is always in control. I wanted to stay but to be honest I trusted God either way and would be content to be in his wonderful presence.

Luckily I made it and don’t need to send the letter but it was wonderful sitting in that trailer for 12 days and reflecting on my life and blessings. When I came out on day 12, I’ll be honest and tell you that the sun was brighter, the air sweeter, and life so much more precious. Thank you God for the angels you placed around me. Thank you for your love, mercy, and for being my Heavenly Father. Hopefully my experience will give someone hope or help someone who might be struggling with the virus or just the struggles of life. Amen

One night I remember feeling exceptionally unwell and aching. Every time I awoke in pain, I prayed against Covid. The next morning I felt much better. But if the time comes and I do succumb, I hope to do so with the same courage and trust as my friend, Gerald.

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  where we frequently host the best in up and coming authors.

My 2020 goal is to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

If

6 Feb

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I came across this poem in Streams in the Desert during my morning meditation. I’ve often been amazed at technology’s ability to fling beauty through the air. In truth, I find it easier to trust that my living God hears prayers than that machines can send sound across through the air.

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

If radio’s slim finger can pluck a melody 

From night, and toss it over a continent or sea; 

If the petaled white notes of a violin 

Are blown across a mountain or a city’s din; 

If songs, like crimson roses, are culled from thin blue air— 

Why should mortals wonder if God hears prayer? 

ETHEL ROMIG FULLER

Poet Ethel Romig Fuller was Oregon’s first female poet laureate, from 1957 to 1965. You can learn more about her at The Oregon Encyclopedia

Debbie’s Story

4 Feb

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Two weeks ago when I learned my friend, Debbie, had tested positive for Covid and was symptomatic, I was concerned. My 65 year old friend’s health has not been optimal. On the plus side I knew that she had overcome many physical challenges and that she would be covered in the prayers of her large circle of family and friends.

This week I learned Debbie was a Covid survivor and I thankfully put a capital H next to her name on my Covid prayer list. She posted her Covid experience on Facebook and I found it to be a powerful testimony. She gave me permission to share it with you, unedited.

Debbie’s Story

Today I tested Negative for Covid!

But being home alone these past 18 days has shown me some things:

-God loves me! Be still and Know that he is God!

-I can survive being alone because God never leaves me.

-If you really listen you can hear God- maybe not in a human voice but in the silence around you- a bird singing, rain drops, wind chime blowing, leaves blown across the grass, music from a passing car, a train whistle and just the stillness of late at night. 

– Its ok and Good for you to allow others to help you.

– There are many things to do with time on your hands: read, write letters, color, clean out drawers, sit outside and listen to the birds, pray for others. 

On day one I cried all day – scared of Covid and scared to be quarantined ! 

I know that sounds crazy- I am 65 yrs old- widowed for 19 years- being by myself should be normal. It wasnt- it was a Normal I never embraced!! I surround myself with people- even at times unhealthy relationships just to keep from being alone. I have tried to work on this at different times but no luck. 

Well the Lords timing is always perfect!

The first 6-7 days I was so sick- I prayed and slept and cried! 

Once I got over that first hill I started seeking God for comfort and peace

With being stuck inside! 

Daily God would show me how to use 

Time to heal my body and soul. He used my family and friends to call at just the right time not at a time I was broken or lonely. Those were the times he ordained for Me and Him.

Romans 8:28

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.

Side Note: 

The night of Our accident that killed Doug- we had been reading a daily devotional- the Bible reference was Romans 8:28. The devotional was about Bad things and good people! 

Yes this is the truth- so for years I have not really liked that verse and I associated it with Doug’s untimely death. This quiet time that I did not choose to go thru has opened up a new understanding of this verse:

This verse is speaking to Christians , believers -“those who love God,” and “those who are called according to His purpose.” This promise is for Christians: for saved believers, who have placed their trust in Jesus Christ (John 3:16). No matter our feelings , loving God is part of what it means to live in Christ. That’s who we are. Each of us is also called to fulfill God’s purposes.