Friday, August 22, 2008

Skywatch, Blogwatch, and a New Recipe

By now, you all know that most of my posts are a jumble. I'm not the most coherent writer nor the most comprehensive. My thoughts are as scattered as birdseed beneath the back feeder. So if you can find anything in this post that makes sense today I'll be surprised!

First of all, I truly enjoy Skywatch Fridays and I love seeing the blogs that participate, which you can find right here: Skywatch Friday. I'm not adding my post today since, as stated above, I'm going to be all over the map. But here's my Skywatch picture taken much earlier in the summer before rain stole eight weeks of it.

Last night, while visiting a friend's blog, it disappeared before my eyes. Poof! I can't tell you what an unnerving feeling that was. If my friend should read this... I just want you to know that I will miss your thoughtful, sensitive posts. You always taught me something and you always were a beautiful testimony of a loving God. Although I do not understand the "why" of this, I trust you to the Lord's faithful care. Be in touch if possible! Losing your spot in Blogdom makes me feel fobbed again, and I can only imagine how you are feeling. Do take good care...

My new recipe is directly from Pat's Italian kitchen in New York City! (That'd be Mille Fiori Favoriti.) She made the most delicious looking Tomato Tart that I had to try it for lunch yesterday. The three of us really enjoyed it a lot and, with a salad, it was the perfect lunch. If you have a lot of tomatoes in your life right now, this is a wonderful way to use them. Run to Pat's and pick up the recipe and enjoy listening to "Postino" on her playlist.

No time for posting at all this weekend so I'll catch you next week. Have a marvelous weekend, Dear Ones!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Little Green Boat

...thy sea so great, my boat so small

Have a great Wednesday!

Monday, August 18, 2008

It's a Jumble Out There

I have an odd assortment of things to share today...

Do you enjoy a contest? Debbie @ From a Creative Heart needs some help with naming a very special group of gals. Perhaps you could lend her your suggestion; three (oops...four) people have so far, but Debbie's looking for 40,000! Since I have 39,997 readers, this will be a piece of cake. What? I do so, too, have 39,997 readers!

Just because I needed some photos so I could post something...anything, I took some pics around my mother's house. It's the pleasant little Cape Cod where I grew up and where my mom has evolved from loving modern furniture and those ghastly geometric patterned fiberglass curtains of the fifties to a comfortable country mix. This includes a lot of her own mother's and grandmother's dishes. Dishes, dishes everywhere! You may remember my sharing my mother's teacup collection. Those photos are right *here,* if you'd like to take a look back.

So that's the kitchen where some of the cabinets and the woodwork are painted blue, which you can see from this photo of sweet little pansies in a cobalt blue votive cup sitting on the windowsill above the sink.

Seems that I am spending a lot of time in the kitchen lately. Three meals a day plus snacks. Speaking of which, last night I made Magic Marshmallow Crescent Puffs to go with our Sleepy Time tea ritual. Alice always has good recipes! We very much enjoyed these even though I couldn't find any confectioner's sugar to make the glaze. I'll be giving them another go sometime soon.

My sister gave our mom twelve great dinner napkins a few years ago. They're red plaid and big. Sis thought that they'd be the perfect complement to mother's dinner table dishes, which are cream and red. I found them being used as doilies instead and where the other eight have gone, I have no idea.

Love my mom's calendar picture for August. It makes me smile every time I see it and I can see her sitting in one of the Adirondacks at the front of the camp reading. I imagine that she's thinking that August is going by fast, too fast.

These dear ones are my paternal great-grandparents. They had seven boys the oldest of whom was my grandfather. Sadly, his mother died in 1918 in the dreaded flu epidemic. Her baby daughter died the same day. My grandfather was just nine years old and I can only speculate about how much that event effected his life and the life of his own family even to this day. Ripples ripple out for a long time.

Mother has interesting vignettes all over her home. Here's one that I enjoy. The teacup sits atop a cigar box from Havana. It makes me wonder which one of the ancestors was into Cuban cigars. Must ask.

Here's another little odd juxtaposition of old cocoa tin, a wee pair of carved boots, and a nest atop Les Miserables.

Hope that you've enjoyed the jumble. I so want to get a few more photos for you because my mom does some neat decorating things.

Have a great Tuesday!

All's Well!

All's well...really! Please forgive me if I alarmed you with yesterday's post. I've decided not to allow comments on Sunday's posts. I just want people to enjoy them without the need to say anything, Sunday being a day to do more than blog and read blogs or, at least, I hope that's the case.

But, with yesterday's post, I had several emails and the consensus is concern. Not to worry, I was just being reflective. It was a rough week...not in my immediate sphere, but in my extended one. It caused me to think about fidelity and the lack thereof in a new light. When John Edwards is guilty, I am ready to skewer him, but when one I love is guilty...not so much.

That being said, I've missed everybody! Terribly. I am not doing such a great job getting to visit you and I feel that I am way out of the loop. This is usually the time that I return home, but with my parents taking an extended vacation, I am not even half way through my time with my grandmother.

Nan is a wonderful woman and I enjoy spending time with her. She teaches me so much about life and how to keep on keeping on no matter the difficulty or the frailty. She has a sense of humor about her limitations that is refreshing and she has an incredible willing spirit. Her answer to almost anything is a joyful "yes." John is wonderful with her and he is teaching me so much about patience and just listening and spending time together even when there is no conversation at all.

This is one of my favorite pictures of my grandmother with her two loves...Sarah and Talitha. I believe that those cats keep her going. I've photoshopped this to make it fuzzy. Hopefully, that will make it okay to post. :D

Now you all have a great day and thank you for being you!

Sunday, August 17, 2008

I've Been Fobbed

Hold Me While I Cry

It's been one of those days
If anything could go wrong it went wrong
I know I'm feeling sorry for me
There's a lot of self-pity going on
Tomorrow I will be okay
The dawn will bring a brand new day
I'm sure by then I'll be fine
Lord today I really need a friend
I know that you would understand
Would you hold me while I cry

I take a lot of your time
When I should be strong
I should be standing by now when it's you I'm leaning on
You've always kept me safe from harm, like a child in your arms
You've cradled me through hardships faced in life
Lord it's just one of those days I've been fobbed in every way
Will you hold me while I cry?

I try to be strong but if anyone can fall apart, I fall apart
I run back to you again and you heal my broken heart
You have truly been a friend, reaching out to lend a hand
Lord when you could have passed me by
I'm asking for your strength today
Lift my spirit Lord I pray
Will you just hold me while I cry

I take a lot of your time when I should be strong
I should be standing by now but it's you I'm leaning on
You've always kept me safe from harm like a child in your arms
You've cradled me through hardships faced in life
Lord it's just one of those days
I've been *fobbed in every way
Will you hold me while I cry

You've always kept me safe from harm
Like a child in your arms
You've cradled me though hardships faced in life
Lord it's just one of those days
I've been fobbed in every way
Would you hold me while I cry?

~Karen Peck

(Click on lyrics to listen.)

*fobbed? I'm at fault? Who knows? (I can't quite figure it out.)

All I know is that it's been one of those weeks and that the Lord is the answer. Take care...