Wednesday, November 25, 2020

A Blessed Thanksgiving


"May not and ought not the children of these fathers rightly say: 'Our fathers were Englishmen which came over this great ocean, and were ready to perish in this wilderness but they cried unto the Lord, and He heard their voice, and looked on their adversity...' Let them therefore praise the Lord, because He is good, and His mercies endure forever. Yea, let them which have been redeemed of the Lord, shew how He hath delivered them from the hand of the oppressor. When they wandered in the desert wilderness out of the way, and found no city to dwell in, both hungry, and thirsty, their soul was overwhelmed in them. Let them confess before the Lord His loving kindness, and His wonderful works before the sons of men. " ~William Bradford

What a heritage! And no better time to ponder it than at this moment in history. 

Though I bequeath you no estate, I leave you in the enjoyment of liberty. ~ William Bradford




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Wednesday, November 18, 2020


Dear Friends, 

I am no longer able to sign in to my blog so that I can leave comments on yours. When I select the "sign in" button, I can get behind the page as I have done to post this. Still, when I return to my home page, I am not signed in nor can I sign in at your blog. Always something. 

So far, I can still read at your blogs, but the way things are going... 

Over and out for now at least...


Edited to Add Saturday November 21, 2020

My good friend Abby, who is apparently a good computer geek as well, was able to determine what was cranking Blogger—they don't like BRAVE. I do like Brave so will continue to use it for most things on this iPad. It is worth the effort of switching to Safari when visiting blogs. See what I go through just for you?! 😁 If I haven't yet arrived at your place, give me a little more time. I am deep into Thanksgiving cleaning to include shredding old documents and washing up dishes only used at this time of year. You know the drill. And now I know why I dislike keeps freezing. Oh well, maybe my patience will return.

Hope to visit soon! 

Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Tints of Autumn

 So here I am again as promised. Just as I was about to write this post, I heard footsteps on my stairs so went in search of whomever~whatever and found my sister-in-law Mary peeking in the garage window.

That caused her to jump. She was just wondering if I was in the garage working as I have been quite often of late. One thing led to another and pretty soon we were off for lunch. We both opted for hamburgers. They were huge. I couldn't eat all of mine and she couldn't eat all of hers. Nevertheless, lunch out was a pleasant diversion.


Last Friday, a rainy Friday, Laurel and I took off for our annual Leaf-Peeping Day. We began by eating lunch at one of our favorite places and for the next three hours, I spent a lot of time wondering where I was. Laurel knows a lot more roads than I do.


...I see the sunset light flooding the river valley, the western hills stretching to the horizon, overhung with trees gorgeous and glowing with the tints of autumn--a mighty flower garden, blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, Frost...

~John Greenleaf Whittier

The softened light, the veiling haze,
The calm repose of autumn days,
Steal gently o'er the troubled breast,
Soothing life's weary cares 
to rest.

~Phebe A. Holder

As long as you have a window, life is exciting.
~Gladys Taber

And all the way home again where my own view isn't so bad. 

No, that is not a bottle of beer in the window. It's a pumpkin pie soda bottle...truly awful, but the bottle was too cute to leave on the shelf. 

Thank you for your visit, thank you for the kind comments on yesterday's post.


Thus concludes October foliage posts from my corner, but don't conclude those from your own. I do love foliage reports.


Tuesday, October 20, 2020


This is not much of a post, friends, but since some have become accustomed to seeing a post on Tuesdays, I will share the most exciting thing of my week so far.

You may remember that I had given myself the assignment of cleaning up the garage. It really needed it. There were many personal papers of John's that I had to go through piece by piece. When I had done that a few years ago while still cleaning in his barn, I found money and an old coin collection. This was passed on to his daughter to give to the great-grandchildren.  So I was not willing to just toss those bags of papers without going through it. And so far I have found thirty-five cents!

Help arrives!

Even though I didn't meet my deadline of the end of September, I'm calling this task a success. Yes, there's more to do, but what a burden has been lifted.

Tomorrow, I hope to do better. I actually have my annual leaf-peeping drive with Laurel at the ready. Those of you who have had enough of that can be forewarned. I sense that some are growing weary of such posts. 

Thanks for popping by...



Tuesday, October 13, 2020

Astonished by October


This first photo is an experiment. I am trying to figure out how to have a photo actually show up in the blog profiles. I have grown weary of blπŸ‘€πŸ‘€ger deciding how my blog shows up. I am willing to bend to their standards if I only knew what they were. 
Let us move on to more pleasant things asap.

[Edited to Add: The experiment proved that hoping a small picture would show in blog profiles is not the answer. ]
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Photo taken by my daughter in her corner. This is her friend's home; Laurel is on cat duty this week. That's Sugarloaf in the distance.

I was out a few days ago...I really needed a chauffeur as my head was on a swivel looking at the beautiful foliage. That, in itself, surprised me because we are a week past peak. I kept asking myself how it could be that it all was so glorious and that's when I realized that it was the light. The light was able to reach the deepest reaches of each tree illuminating them from within. Glorious!

Over the house

Along the house

hardy marigolds

daughter's birthday bouquet

one new school picture

Very happy to have Jake's new school picture...last year was a bust. Now I'm waiting on Sam's. 

Have you been astonished by October, too? I hope that you are enjoying this exquisite time of year. Keep sharing!


Tuesday, October 6, 2020

Am I Making Myself Clear?


There is such a lot of unsettling news in the world these days and that's an understatement. I am believing God's Word where He says that He is with us always even to the end of the world. (Matthew 28: 20) We don't need to be anxious. (Yes, I sometimes am anxious, but I don't need to be.)

As I was thinking about a post I might write, I thought I'd share a couple of fun conversations I've had recently. A little chuckle can sometimes snap me out of the gloomies. I woke laughing in the night thinking about these moments. Hope you enjoy them. 

On Saturday evening, my daughter arrived for a visit. She was going to make a delicious salad for supper—a Big Mac salad...yummy! All I had to do was provide the ingredients. Good deal. 

As we were chatting, munching on our salads, I said that I had heard a fun joke that day. Let's go with dialogue instead of my describing it blow by blow. 

me: So there was a ten-year old boy who received a big box of manure for his birthday. (I know that my timing was not impeccable...eating supper...talking about manure...yikes!)

Laurel: Why?

me: Why what? 

Laurel: Why did he get a box of manure?

me: But that's not the point. I haven't told you the rest.

Laurel: muttering... What kind of parents give children a big box of manure? It doesn't make any sense.

me: Well it might if you let me finish the joke.

Laurel: Go ahead.

me: So the boy starts shoveling right away saying, "There's got to be a pony in here somewhere!" ツ

Laurel: Still doesn't make any sense. 


On Sunday, my grandson Jake and I had one of our Arby's dates. Dialogue ensues...

me: I have two orders here. One is a Roast beef classic double with curly fries and a medium Dr. Pepper. The second is a regular Roast beef classic, small diet soda, and no fries. 

Arby's person: So that's two doubles with two fries and two Dr. Peppers.

me: Nooo, let me try again, One is a Roast beef classic double with curly fries and a medium Dr. Pepper. The second is a regular Roast beef classic, small diet soda, and no fries. 

Arby's person: Okay, two doubles, one curly fry, one regular fry, and...

me: interrupting...Listen, pay attention, I said two orders. The first is...

Jake: Maybe he needs to know that it is #16. 

me: Two number double with curly fries and a Dr. Pepper. The other a regular, no fries, and a small diet soda. 

Arby's person: Two number 16s and one double and one regular with curly fries...

me: πŸ˜³Stop! 

Jake: Nonni, are you still on your meds? 

me: Bwahahahahahahaha...

Yes, we did finally get our correct order. 

Do you have fun conversations with your family, too? I'd love to hear about one. 

Thank you for stopping by...

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Honoring the Days

 Last Friday, I decided that the world was beckoning so I struck off looking for foliage and two mums. 

I had no sooner left my driveway when I saw this poor, struggling tree right on my neighbor's lawn. It was putting its all into perhaps its last autumn season.

I can sit right on my deck and see it from my own backyard. 

I was going to prove it, but the tree has already faded in just three short days. Plus, it has rained and taken a lot of leaves.

Just before peak and heading out of the neighborhood...

Looking for mums and I found them! This was not as easy as it had been last week when every single farmstand from here to there had mums. Not any more!

I placed my selections on the hood of the car so I didn't have to drip them through the store to the counter and back. It pleased me to find them because my sister, brother-in-law, and I were traveling the next day to my grandparents' hometown well north of Bangor.

A good chauffeur

Pleased to honor our grandparents once again...

Just to the right was a graveside service. My step-uncle passed away in Florida at the age of 92. He was the last one standing of his generation on my mother's side of the family. He lived a wonderful life and enjoyed many travels and work assignments with the railroad all around the world. My sister and I wanted to honor him and to see his sons once again. It has been such a long time. They live from California to Georgia to Ontario, Canada. You may remember that we are one of those families that spans both sides of the Canada~US border.


It was very surprising to me that the youngest son from Ontario was even allowed to attend his father's service in this time of you know. He, like my sister, is a dual citizen. He said that that was the only thing that got him in. On return, he must quarantine for two weeks. He jokingly said that he'd be living in a tent on his back lawn.

I have happy memories of my uncle and aunt. He was the uncle spoken of *here* where we discussed genealogy. He was the one who got me most interested in the search.

As we stood there, a beautiful September day with temps in the high 70s, we were listening to the bagpipes and drums behind us when we heard the familiar chug of a train engine. How perfect. Few trains rumble by these days. It was all so symbolic.

We wished that we had been able to join them for a family supper at a restaurant in Bangor, but Steve and Kim were leaving early the next morning for Iowa. As I type this, they are in the process of driving back to Maine with a U-haul. They are bringing Steve's mother home to live with them.

We said goodbye to this small town in middle Maine. The railroad left a decade or so ago taking all the jobs with it. Even the grocery store is gone.  My grandparents' home sits empty and looking so sad. The garage is falling down and the home will be soon at this rate...the windows gone. I refused to even take a photo preferring to remember better days. My cousins said that they had driven around and were equally dismayed. 

Saying goodbye to Brownville Junction... Hope to see it again one day.

Thanks for reading...




Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Welcome Autumn Hodge Podge

 The questions:

1. It's fall y'all. What's something you love about this season and also something you don't? 

2. When you think of the colors of fall, which one is your favorite? Is there somewhere you could easily day trip to see the leaves in all their glory? Will you? 

3. What's one thing you've let 'fall' by the wayside during this season of staying home and staying away? 

4. If you're wearing a sweater is it most likely a cardigan, crew neck, v-neck, or zip up hoodie? 

5. What's your secret to dealing with change? 

6.  Insert your own random thought here.

The Answers:

1. Autumn is my favorite time of year for all the usual reasons: apples, pumpkins, leaves, crisp days, cozy sweaters, hearty meals, extra blankets on the bed...

Something I don't like about fall is Halloween. Why, when all the world is showing the glory of God, must I look at a witch splatted on the side of my neighbor's home? 😣

2. Even though yellow is my favorite color, red is my favorite autumn color. It looks like a great year for reds this year! 

3. Though I have been home a lot, I have not felt like "creating home." I'll try to do better this autumn. 

4. a hoodie

5. Oh I hope someone has the answer to this because I sure don't. The best I can offer is to "Trust in The Lord with all thine heart and lean not unto thy own understanding."

6. For my regular readers, my daughter has sold her home (closing in late October) and will be relocating permanently up north on the river. When I visited my doctor today, I pulled into my daughter's place to take some photos before it's too late. I think I'll miss that place, but she is sure that she won't. 

She's trading the above for the below...

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