Showing posts with label Royal O Portable. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Royal O Portable. Show all posts

Monday, December 24, 2012

Happy Holidays 2012!

We had our first trace of snow several days ago. This is my view looking north out the window above part of my typing desk. The other window, above my typing platform, faces west looking out over the meadow.

My brass quintet, called the Sierra Brass, performed on 3 Wednesday nights for Victorian Christmas in Nevada City earlier this month.
The view from my western window this morning. Fog obscuring the mountains!
Christmas BUSH: 2012!
My special shiny little Royal "O" portable. She can be temperamental, skipping spaces and running letters together merrily, but she was on "Good Behavior" for this post. With one minor exception.
In spite of my best efforts, I could not get the video to load at the bottom of this post. I'm sure you figured it out and saw it on the top!




Friday, April 27, 2012

Corona 3 Folding & our 2nd Type-In


A very early "laptop", at my favorite writing space in the house, the little platform
James built for me on top of the low bookshelves in the Music Room.
The Corona 3 fits neatly into its tiny case. I was pleased to find the manual included!
All the decals on this machine are still in excellent condition.
I think the Corona dove is saying to me: "I bring you New Life, in the form of a Typewriter."
(This logo is on the left-hand side of the paper guide.)
Somehow, seeing these years printed on the back of the machine makes its age more tangible.
(Note the top of my head & camera in the reflection, finger on the shutter. Ah, art!)
Close up of the 3-bank keyboard. The FIG keys can be a challenge!
Mike Clemens from http://clickthing.blogspot.com/
Our 2nd "Type-In-of-Two" is about to begin! Here are the Corona 3 folding & Royal "O" cases.
I'm amazed how much smaller the Corona case is.

I'm having too much fun with Mike's Royal "O" portable, 1932.

Monday, February 27, 2012

British Invasion of The Woods!

Caroline's self-portrait near my typing table, through the Looking-Glass