Another American Adventure: Ice Alert sign and the Great Wall needlepoint

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Ice Alert sign and the Great Wall needlepoint

Ice Alert sign in the Westinghouse parking lot. John says that it turns blue when freezing, to warn you that the roads are icy. Note John's Jeep.

Also a needlepoint of the Great Wall of China that is on the wall on the 4th Floor Elevator Hall.

3 comments:

AnonymousJanuary 30, 2011 at 8:04 AM
Yesterday, Jan 29 2011, my wife bought, at auction, a needlepoint just like this one. It's big - about 3'5" x 5'9".

Imagine my surprise in finding its twin on your blog.

Can you tell us anything more about it, like what is on the little plaque beside the needlepoint?

Thank you

George Fowler, Nova Scotia
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AnonymousJune 30, 2011 at 2:33 PM
My parents used to have a very similar tapestry. Where is the one pictured located?

George, do you mind if I ask how much your wife paid at auction?

MK
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AnonymousSeptember 19, 2012 at 7:01 PM
I just bvought this tapestry for 139.95 today ,its in a real nice frame it measures about 23x 44 inches,and is beautiful above my fireplace.. I got it at value village where people donate stuff they dont want .. I'm in Calgary..
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