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Saturday, August 30, 2008

Wishing You a Delightful Holiday Weekend

The weather finally allowed us (Who am I kidding?! John did most of the work!) to finish the deck just in time for Labor Day. Wishing you and your family and friends a wonderful holiday weekend. I'll see you when the dust settles!

Friday, August 29, 2008

Portland Head Light

Since we needed to take my niece to Portland to meet her ride back to Boston, we decided to make a day of it. It ended not with ice cream, but with a trip to the Portland Head Light at sunset per my grandmother's request. She loves the sea...a true daughter of Moncton, NB and Gloucester, Massachusetts.

Here are some of my photos and I hope that I have done better naming them for my dear friend J.

Portland Head Light

Portland Head Light and John pushing Nan in her "chariot."

Blush of orange hues on rose hips at Portland Head Light

Head Light outbuildings

Annie C. Maguire Shipwreck Sign

The Henry Wadsworth Longfellow sign about his time spent here (click for a better view)

A Tanker Reflects the Setting Sun

Incoming Tide at Portland Head Light

Crossing Casco Bay Bridge at Sunset

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Sunset Picnic

So there the four of us were enjoying a sunset picnic. My niece, home from Boston, had surprised us with a visit and came along, too. Our first picnic as marrieds was so romantic! Okay, not quite, but still wonderful and pleasant and everyone had a hearty appetite and we saw a lovely sunset.

And we used our "new" vintage picnic basket! Earlier in the summer, Suzanne from At Home With the Farmer's Wife mentioned in passing that she was selling one. We had been looking high and low in flea markets hither and yon for a picnic basket ever since our New Hampshire picnic in the White Mountains. Somehow a vintage basket via a friend seemed just right. (She tells me that it is something her sister-in-law [oops, sister] found in one of her travels.) Here the table is all decked out...

When it arrived, we were delighted because, not only was the picnic basket charming and fantastic, it was filled with wonderful things from Suzanne: a red checkered tablecloth, two embroidered napkins with our names on them, and two crocheted dishcloths. Bloggers are some of the nicest people I know. Suzanne, thank you so much! We were both overwhelmed by your thoughtful gifts. My niece also loved this basket and went over all its features very carefully plus she looked so cute carrying it that I took this picture.

(As a point of interest for you, Suzanne, my niece made her skirt out of a deconstructed man's shirt. It's pretty cute.)

Okay, where were we? Oh, yes, a sunset picnic is a lot of fun!

(I know that they look frozen, but the temps were really quite warm.)

Have a great Thursday!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Dessert for Breakfast, Lunch, and Supper!

You know what they say about eating dessert first, life being uncertain and all? Yesterday, we had just such a day: cinnamon waffles for breakfast, pumpkin pancakes for lunch, and blueberry clafouti for supper.

I'm sparing you all the embarrassment of not knowing how to pronounce that last one...click on it and hear the pronunciation. Let's just say that John's eyes widened when I told him what we were eating for supper. ;D

Alice at Tea in My Cup is responsible for my having the bright idea about Pumpkin Pancakes. I'm sorry that there are no pictures, but they didn't come out pretty — just tasty!

Oh, oh, oh, about the clafouti; if you've never tried it, you MUST today! Your family will thank you. D.e.l.i.c.i.o.u.s. You can find the recipe at Suzanne's on her August 26 post.

We're planning a much anticipated picnic for this evening's sunset. More about that tomorrow.

Hope that you have some fun plans for today, too! Please tell me what they are!

Backyard Romp

It's not always peaceful and serene out there...sometimes I get to watch a good old-fashioned romp from my spot on the swing.

Have a great day, Everyone!

Monday, August 25, 2008

Dire Prediction

On the front page of my local newspaper this morning, Peter Geiger's grinning face beams at me beneath the less than smile-worthy prediction from the Farmers' Almanac: "Numb's the Word for the Winter Forecast." Bah! You can read about it here at the Farmers' Almanac, if you'd like. (Please, Lord, Let the Farmer's Almanac Be Wrong!)

Instead, I am going to focus on a lazy, warm time spent on the backyard swing... (Don't let my nan's blankets fool you; they are to keep the mosquitoes at bay.)

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 elements...an 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...

Monday, August 11, 2008

Not Enough Memory

Oh-oh! I'm getting a "Not Enough Memory" message every time I plug my camera into the USB cord. Am I saying that right? Probably not. Am I uploading or downloading? I have no idea. I only know that I have too many pictures. Not good. Wal*Mart, here I come for some disks!

The thing is, I already have disks...lots of 'em. But where the heck are they? I don't know! Guess that I'm having some "not enough memory" troubles, too.

Anyway, until I get this picture thing resolved, I'll be plugging in something I've had on standby. Let's see, what do I have that's suitable for today? Oh, here ya go...

I've been meaning to share my two-year old grand's first painting. Don't you think that he has a future in art? What colors! What bold strokes! His Auntie L and he had a great time I'm told. Auntie swears that she didn't help; she painted her picture and he just went to town on his own.

Don't the simplest things take on importance when we honor them? This little painting has been "honored" with a frame and it looks fabulous in his parents' living room. (When Auntie L was a little girl taking entrance exams to kindergarten, she was asked what a refrigerator is for. Her response was that refrigerators were for hanging up her pictures. Things have progressed a great deal since then in our family. Yup, now we actually use refrigerators to keep our food cold and we use frames to honor the young'un's art.)

Have a great Monday, Dear Ones!

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Philippians 4:6

Source (permission pending)

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Rain, Rain Go Away...Please?

Another week of rain with another to follow.

Rosemary has never looked more tired except for that Friendly Village bowl tucked in with her. A few weeks ago I found a box of chipped Friendly Village saucers and bowls at the Transfer Station. There they sat along with the broken glass and even though I'm not supposed to take anything, I disobeyed.

Thinking of all that Penny and Margo do with china, I knew that I'd find a purpose. You may have noticed that my window box header has a couple of plates tucked in. This is a direct nod to what I found at Linda's Blue Gate Blog. She has such cool ideas...check'em out!

Another bedraggled plant with a plate tucked in...

Lake Superior in my own driveway...

The street — no snow!

The reflection of the lamp is cheery and the only light we've had for days and days. If I were to really be keeping it real, I'd take a photo of the flooded basement and the mold growing on the garage walls, but I won't sully beautiful Blog World with that.

On the bright side, isn't the grass green?

Have a great weekend!

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

You Make Me Smile

Pat @ Mille Fiori Favoriti has done it again...twice! She gave me the cutest "You Make Me Smile" award and she's tagged me. This is such a sweet award that I'd like to pass it along to every single person who is on my blogroll and everyone who is reading today, too. Pardon me for not informing you in advance...another delayed post. So, please, snag it and share it with everyone on your blogroll, too; everyone deserves this one. I've yet to visit a blog that didn't make me smile.

And the tag is this: Name Five Songs that You Are Embarrassed to Sing. Okay, I'm going to tweak this one a bit because, even though I am told that I sing embarrassing songs, I am NOT embarrassed to sing them. John, however, sings quite a few that embarrass me...especially when he sings them in public. Ackkkkk!

1. On the Cover of the Rolling Stone

"We're big rock singers...we've got golden fingers And we're loved everywhere we go We sing about beauty and we sing about truth At ten thousand dollars a show We take all kind of pills to give us all kind of thrills But the thrill we've never known Is the thrill that'll get you when you get your picture On the cover of the Rolling Stone." (Did I say ackkkkk?)

2. A Tombstone Every Mile

All you big and burly men who roll the trucks along Better listen, you'll be thankful when you hear my song You have really got it made, if you're haulin' goods Anyplace on earth but those Hainesville Woods It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down You've gotta drive the Woods to get to Boston town When it's winter up in Maine, better check it over twice That Hainesville road is just a ribbon of ice It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile When you're talkin' to a trucker that's been haulin' goods Down that stretch of road in Maine they call the Hainesville Woods He'll tell you that dying and goin' down below Won't be half as bad as driving on that road of ice and snow It's a stretch of road up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them Woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off, there'd be a tombstone every mile (Uh huh, acccckkkkk!)

3. The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Actually, I'm pretty impressed with his memory on this one...14 stanzas and he knows at least three!

4. We Got Married in a Fever sung by Johhny Cash and June Carter Cash

5. Sylvia's Mother

Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's tryin' to start a new life of her own Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's happy so why don't you leave her alone And the operator says forty cents more for the next three minutes Please Mrs. Avery, I just gotta talk to her, I'll only keep her a while Please Mrs. Avery, I just wanna tell her goodbye Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's packin' she's gonna be leavin' today Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's marryin' a fella down Galveston way Sylvia's mother says please don't say nothin' to make her start cryin' and stay And the operator says forty cents more for the next three minutes Please Mrs. Avery, I just gotta talk to her, I'll only keep her a while Please Mrs. Avery, I just wanna tell her goodbye Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's hurryin' she's catchin' the nine o'clock train Sylvia's mother says take your umbrella cause Sylvie, it's startin' to rain And Sylvia's mother says thank you for callin' and sir won't you call back again And the operator says forty cents more for the next three minutes Please Mrs. Avery, I just gotta talk to her, I'll only keep her a while Please Mrs. Avery, I just wanna tell her goodbye Tell her goodbye... Please... tell her goodbye...

There's a story about his singing this one in public. Once, while waiting in a checkout line, John noticed that the cashier's name tag read "Sylvia" so he began humming the song getting it firmly entrenched in his companion's head. By the time, they had reached the cashier, the friend was singing the words aloud never noticing the cashier's name until it was too late.

Needless to say, I'm going to be on the lookout for that little trick. And if I ever start singing The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald will someone please just hit me?

(Just a little added fun...John joins Johnny and June for a bit of It Ain't Me Babe)

Have a great Tuesday!