Monday, June 30, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Who climbed them to that lost front door?
Were they folks just like you and me,
And this a place of many a memory?
What happened here, why was this home lost?
Progress goes forward, but what is the cost?History preserved is history forever.
Do we really want to lose that? No, NEVER!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
For your viewing pleasure, I bring you:
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
If you want to feed your soul, plant sweet peas. There'll be a big bunch to pick each day, with a scent beyond compare. These are in a bowl of your Grandma Mae's and it was filled 70+ years ago just like it is today. Later in the season it will be filled with nasturtiums.
Mom - when you send me your flowers (and other pics) I save them and use them as a screen saver. I have a colleague at the office that loves to watch my screen saver and has her favorites. Actually she gets most distracted when we are talking business if she sees a new one or her one of her favorites. Just wanted to let you know, there is another out there that understands the concept of feeding one's soul.
Wish you could see our parents' entire garden.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
A sign of respect.
I walked down to the main dock and was immediately drawn to the rope formations you see here. To someone who had never seen anything like it before, I found them to be just incredibly beautiful! They are obviously formed out of what rope is left over after the boat is moored.
Of course I am in the midst of loudly ohhing and ahhhing, wondering what these marvelous bits of loveliness I've just discovered mean, when one of my darling daughters says to me "MOM, really, it's no big deal! We all do that!" "Why?", I asked. "Well just because," she replied. "No, but WHY? There has to be a REASON!", I
Whatever, dear daugher! I find the ropes to be absolutely beautiful and cannot possibly believe I've been here as long as I have and so very close to the water and have never even had a clue these random works of art existed. (Obviously, GB and I are not of the ~boating bunch~!)
UPDATE! WE HAVE AN UPDATE!
MY FRIEND, WINETIPPER, HAS THE ANSWER!
THEY ARE CALLED
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Tuesday, June 24, 2008
My Own Most ~Brilliant~ Post
And Also Known As:Words of the Day Redeux,Apricots on Steroids
"When we bought the house [in 2004], this apricot tree was just barely taller than me. Didn't produce apricots that year or the next. I told it that if it didn't produce apricots, I was going to cut it down and use it to smoke a turkey. Apparently, it listened. Last year, we had about 30 apricots. Delicious. This year? The tree got serious about apricot production!
Obviously it is much taller than Bill now......And that tree will never be smoking any stinkin' ol' turkey!
It most certainly has earned it's keep! ~~~
Monday, June 23, 2008
pleth·o·ra: A superabundance; an excess.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
...pressed between the pages of my mind...for always...
For anyone interested in purchasing tart cherries and without a ready source - and that's 99% of the population (outside of Michigan) - go to Friske Orchard's website - their cherries are just superb - that's where we got ours the year of the big MO freeze!
The above photo was taken by my mom, and considering she's in MO with cherry trees in her yard and I'm in CT without cherry trees in my yard, that makes perfect sense. DUH! (And yes, I realize she is an incredible amateur photographer! DUH, again!) The below is an email and photo mom sent to her grandson (my Dodgie, who is also my brother, Bill's, perfect son, thus my perfect nephew):
Dear Roger [Dodgie to moi, remember?],
Granddad and I were picking cherries, I reached in and saw this curled pile of something on the limb. When the limb moved, the pile straightened and climbed up the tree. He is still there, enjoying the sunshine. Do you know what it is?
Miss you, love to all
Grandma Mary, etc.
(Just a small aside.)
Dear Grandma Mary,
It's a snake. I think it's cool. This is the first time I ever saw a snake up in a tree. I've heard of it but I've never seen it.
"what recipe? This is as close as I can get! You know it's always just a throw 'n go thing here!"
sour/tart cherries to fill a nine inch pan
4 T. flour, about
1 cup sugar,
2 T. butter
Roll the pastry into one very large round, Place it in your pie pan, (you will have a large amount hanging over the edge. You can leave this and when you pie shell is ready for the top crust, just bring the overhang up and over. That's what I call "Your Cheatin' Tart".
Alternate method, trim the excess, letting it fall back to the work surface to place on filled shell. When your pie is ready for the top crust, pick up the strips that fell away and spiral them over the top. This is almost as pretty as a lattice and much easier.
Sprinkle the bottom crust with a couple of T. of the sugar, put half of the cherries in the crust and sprinkle with the flour and half of the sugar. Add the rest of the cherries and sugar, dot the top with the butter. Place the crust on top, your choice of methods, sprinkle with more sugar.
Bake at 415 F. for about 50 minutes. Check after 30 minutes and if it getting too brown, reduce the temperature to 375 F. for the remainder of the baking time.
Serve with vanilla ice cream if you must, but why spoil a perfectly excellent thing??
Monday, June 16, 2008
Teacher's Aide: Vera, you're getting a little red, there. Want to borrow my sun block?
Teacher: Oh no, I don't need any. I don't get sunburned.
T.A.: Really?? How come? I thought everyone burns eventually.
Teacher: In my family we don't burn because we keep a homeopathic household.
T.A.: _____________________. (Speechless: 1. because she know if she opens her mouth she'll burst out laughing, and 2. because she just doesn't know exactly how to respond to complete stupidity.)
Fast forward to the next morning. T. A. runs into teacher in the hallways of school. Teacher is bright red.....her nose is blistered. T. A. immediately does an about-face and sprints in the opposite direction. She has the decency to burst into laughter - finally - after running into the bathroom. She also decides that a homeopathic home is no substitute for SPF 50.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Above, GB fishing and fathering our nephew Connor-Man.
A big Father's Day thanks so very much to all the men in the world
who are good and positive influences in our children's lives.
You all are truly the best!
and to my incredibly wonderful father - love love LOVE you!
Saturday, June 14, 2008
You're a grand old flag,
You're a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave.
You're the emblem of
The land I love.
The home of the free and the brave.
Ev'ry heart beats true
'neath the Red, White and Blue,
Where there's never a boast or brag.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on the grand old flag.
~ George M. Cohan
Flag Day 2008
And in tribute to a true American
whom, over the years,
I've come to deeply respect
tv commentator, political teacher, patriot
Thursday, June 12, 2008
While I didn't pen the example of using ~dearth~ in that first definition, I certainly agree. (There I go - being "political" again).
whose aroma is as beautiful as their appearance.
Behold the Bonica rose.
She breaks the mold.
P.P.S. Our high today was a cool 89 with low humidity! Hurray!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
High temperature on June 10th is...101?????
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?????
All I can say is UGH!!!
P. P. S. Happy happy birthday to my dear cousin Heather! You share a birthdate with another wonderful human being and I love love love you both!!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Dear Mother Nature,
(yeah, I know, that's not the actual temperature,
it's simply how hot it actually felt!)
(yup, that's the actual high temperature,
not just how hot it actually felt!)
I really am not at all happy with your fahrenheit choices of late!
Possibly a change in thinking is due, Mother N.??
Ommmmm...OK, much better now!
I've never noticed before that the tiny stamens
are first folded up in the middle and then
unfurl to each of the red spots. Lovely!
(It has something to do with the bumblebee's/honey bee's visit.)
Miss Mountain Laurel is the state flower
of our beautiful Connecticut.
Isn't she just magnificent?
(Obviously the heat doesn't bother her one bit.)
(Hmph!! I think I'm jealous!)
Monday, June 09, 2008
Funny, this plant bloomed like crazy for it's first year or so, didn't bloom at all for many many years, then suddenly, in the last few years, and for no apparent reason, has bloomed like mad! I almost threw it out during the barren years, but being a sentimental old fool, hung onto it. Glad I did!
There were two branches that had blossoms on them that looked almost ready to open so I put them in a vase to see if they would bloom. They did and how beautiful they are, as you can see! A parting present from an old spindly hibiscus, and I do mean old. My mom gave this hibiscus plant to me on my 30th birthday - that was more years ago than I care to admit to!
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Saturday, June 07, 2008
When I get my fancy-schmancy new camera with it's state-of-the-art zoom lens (don't hold your breath - I need to be better than an amateur to justify that purchase!) I'll most assuredly take a better shot to share with all of the three of you who visit me. For now, hope you enjoy this very blurry shot of one of the neatest weather vanes I've ever seen. Wish it was over my home!
Friday, June 06, 2008
Thursday, June 05, 2008
In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'll let you in on a little secret about me. I love spring. Not just like it, but LOVE it! The flowers almost overwhelm me with their beautiousness (that's a word, you know. I use it all the time, so that makes it a word.).