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21 September 2020

As We Head Into Fall

To the average person this morning looks gray and gloomy. To me I see another side of God's amazing power. The winds are on the strong side and slightly tangy in their crispness. They are pleasant by Autumn standards and I think they are heralding in the season which officially starts tomorrow. I even wore a crochet hat instead of my straw hat for my walk. And those glorious clouds are in all variations of gray and the artist in me sees the overlapping of the cloud layers as a masterpiece. Then the dawn arrives with a sharp contrast of brilliant color. What a plan!

This past week I finished the crochet blanket. I will soon see about taking it back to the lady who gave me the box of crochet squares. While putting everything together I thought a lot about her, her family, and the great-grandmother who had originally made the 121 squares. Surely that woman put a lot of love into their making; perhaps she thought about her loved ones kept warm by it on chilly winter days. I hope she would have been pleased to have her work completed and not just abandoned as a box full of scraps. I also hope that this blanket will be cherished by perhaps a great-great-great granddaughter someday, knowing this was a last gift from her ancestor.

We finally made the decision to trim two of our large cedar trees. I've always been of the persuasion that God designed trees the way He wanted them to be so I love seeing Cedars all the way to the ground. Unfortunately, due to my back issues since surgery the vines have started to over-run the tree and it was too thick along the bottom to get to the roots. We did what we had to do. The only real joy I got from this was watching Danny enjoy using his chainsaw. Nothing like a man and his toys, right?

09 September 2020

Another Special Weekend

We just had another lovely weekend, made even more special because my out-of-state daughter came to see us over the holiday. She was just too homesick to stay away any longer. Alas, her husband could not come with her because school just started again so she had to make the drive alone on the long trip. I say alone, but she really wasn't because I "rode" with her most of the way. It was a lot of fun. We chatted on the phone while I tracked her progress on Google maps. On her way back I also used the travel maps and watched for her to go by on the traffic cameras. I saw her many times too! We both felt like we extended her visit by an extra two days by doing this co-pilot method of ours.

While she was here her sister came over on Friday. I always love with both my girls are home so much. They have become such wonderful women and I am so proud of them! My brother and sister-in-law came over too and we all enjoyed our favorite Hibachi takeout meal together.

The following days she was able to spend time with Aunt and Uncle on the kayaks browsing the peaceful waters of the creeks around our house. The weather cooperated for the first time in a long time and was simply beautiful. While sheltering in place we spent some good times on the back deck listening to the birds and watching our two female hummingbirds duke it out over the feeders.

We played some of our favorite hidden object computer games and ate Danny's awesome ribs he made for us (so good)! We also had some good wine and cheese party moments while watching YouTube (we like picking and combining some random topics and see what shows up). It gets crazy sometimes and we have a lot of laughs!

Family time is so special these days. We're still grieving our mother's passing in December and I love to see that our small family is drawing even closer through our shared experiences. There's only nine of us now. I know if we can make it through the hard times that makes these good times so much more a blessing from God. I also know everyone thinks their family is the most dysfunctional one in history, but at the end of the day (and the weekend) we know that family is the most important thing God ever gives and He never makes mistakes!

12 August 2020

This Too Is a Garden

 Gardens can come in all shapes and sizes. We don't have much but we like it.

The pot of Basil on the left were all volunteers. We have more basil in the deck flower box that we purchased. Who knew we could have saved our money and just used the freebies?!

We never tried Okra before. Daddy always grew a long row of it (like you're supposed to do). We didn't have any rows, just pots to plug things into. Somehow it worked!

The Okra is so very pretty, kind of exotic in a way. Daddy's rows never looked so good! Hubster is using the okra in his favorite seafood Gumbo. I think that was the whole reason we bought the okra in the first place!

The tomatoes survived the hurricane, but still look a little droopy now. We just keep propping them up and hoping for the best. They are producing much better this year than they did last year in pots on the deck, but we've had some splits due to so much water. They still taste great on a salad or my favorite tomato sandwiches!

27 July 2020

My One Big Chance

I really had wanted to see the Neowise comet. I read which direction to look. I knew it was supposed to be close to the Big Dipper. The problem is that I have extremely tall trees in that direction. Plus going outside in the mosquitoes is not an option since I now have this hideous reaction to the tiniest bite and will itch like crazy for a week. Nope, not going out to feed the critters.

I would have loved to be able to stand outside and look up at the sky but my neck doesn't work like it's supposed to either. It just won't go high enough to see overhead and if I try too long my arm goes numb. Can't lean back either since my back surgery. Gosh, it sucks!

So that left the car. Get into the car and drive to an open spot to browse up to the heavens. It seemed like a great idea to maybe accomplish my goal.

So I finally get Him to get out of bed after days of mentioning it and it's between 9 and 10 o'clock at night. It takes forever for it to get dark outdoors in the summer, don't you think?

Now before you get crazy and mention it was available in the wee hours of the morning too, I can't tell you how many times I'd get up each night and wend my way in the dark to the front of the house. I did get a great view of those 5 planets that are supposed to be visible now. And they were awesome. They just weren't the comet that I'd set my heart on seeing.

So back to the car. I'm in my pj's and bathrobe and have binoculars in case that will bring me luck. We have nothing else between us if we needed ID. Didn't even lock the house. Just quickly hauled out of there before any skeeters found us.

Where to go... hmmm.... let's go sit in the parking lot at church and take a look. He drives in slow motion like he's got both feet in one hole. To be less than a mile, I though we'd never get there. I say to try the 2nd lot further away from the lights at the fire station and pull to the front corner by the road. So what does he do? He swings her wide like he's driving a semi and turns all the motion detector lights on. 

Great. I'm a little peeved, a little sad. Time's a-wasting! Start looking!

So we sit there like two hoot owls on steroids, cranking our necks in every which way we could to see a glimpse of something shiny or fuzzy or bright or streaking.

I have a new big problem. It's cloudy tonight. I mean really cloudy. There aren't more than a handful of stars out there staring back at us. Oh the horrible luck. Why didn't I think of this before we left the house? Crap.

We drove up the road a piece to another wider, more open space to better our possibilities. But it's a no go. Reluctantly, ever so sadly I tell Him to head back home. When we turn in our drive way I request that we stop near the road for one last chance to look for the comet over the tops of our big trees. Of course there's nothing  there so I try to look straight up to the top of the big windshield, practically getting in the floor to swivel my neck back enough to see. I had to quit... I thought if I keep this up I'll end up paralyzing myself from the neck down.

No. The party is really over. I will say He was very patient, getting out of bed to accommodate my whim, waiting silently for me to realize what he already knew. That it was a waste of time. Oh well, there's always next time.

No wait! That'll be 7,000 years from now. Guess I'm done for sure! There's always the pictures on the internet.

20 July 2020

Another Month Of Lock Down

We're not adventurers. We don't go far from home these days. We think that if everyone would just take one for the team, wear masks and social distance it wouldn't take long to conquer the Covid beast. But no, everyone thinks they are more special than the next person, more privileged, and many just really don't give a damn. They want to do what they want when they want, how they want. So I think we're seemingly stuck on this perpetual lock down status. Staying home is pretty much what other countries did and it fairly worked for them. They stayed in, quit whining and did what needed to be done, even if it meant that the government had to make sure they stayed put.

We have never really had a time when Everyone did what they were s'posed to. In the beginning, when most folks were trying their hardest you had Mardi Gra people flipping out and spring breakers flaunting their youth on southern sands. Afterwards, everyone went home and spread the love and the virus around the country.

Next were those whining protesters flaunting their ability to do what they wanted. "No, we have a right to congregate on the lawn of the federal buildings and complain that our businesses are tanking." If they'd just done what needed to be done and Everyone stayed in a while longer The Crisis would have been over and done with by now. No one was even going to face eviction from their apartments yet now that window of necessity has gone into over time. Businesses would have soon bounced back permanently instead of the yo-yo opening/closing we now see.

But there are those people who are doing what is right. howbeit, probably out of fear of catching anything deadly. They are staying close to home, ordering groceries online, watching movies, playing games with the kids, watching their gardens to grow. They call to check on each other. They message, text, or video chat. They make brownies and watch their weight go up ever so slightly. They have long quit watching the news other than keeping an eye on the weather. The thermostat is outrageously high these days.

We all look forward to cooler weather, for Autumn's golden colors, and seeing the falling leaves again. Anything to change up this perpetual oneness. Time has seemingly stood still. All our days run together and look alike.

The mantra that we are all in this together isn't quite right. Some people are, some aren't. But one thing that is Right is that, even in these harsh times God is still on the throne and is still in control of one and all. Whether you believe this or not makes no difference... He's still there.

28 June 2020

Same Old Days

Life is on repeat now. Even though some aspects of societal living has been reopened we're still putting around like usual. We've done a few extra take-out meals and Danny walks into a grocery store occasionally with his new fashion accessory. I hate the masks. I'd rather stay home than wear one, but next week I have a medical test to do so I guess I'll have to deal with it. Ugh!

Drive-in church services have become normal now. It's actually kind of festive and fun. As the days grow hotter I think we'll see a drop in attendees even if we start earlier than 10am. If we social distance in our building we can only get about 30 people in the sanctuary and using satellite rooms defeats the purpose of everyone getting together so we decided to just wait. We're a family and families like to see each other! I  do look forward to singing with my group each week and enjoy playing the piano sometimes at church (mostly at home).

At home our routine is the same: get up, eat, work on genealogy, have lunch, watch a vintage movie, play a game, eat and go back to bed. The grass gets cut sometime during the week. I crochet to break up the monotony.

We've made a couple of hit and runs during the cool of the day, where we go outside and do a quick project. One day last week we cleaned a flower bed, another time we pruned a couple of small bushes after they finished blooming. I don't know why people like hot weather... it's just too hot to enjoy. Give me balmy 70°s please!

Crochet Blocks
I'm in the process of psyching myself up to start another blanket right now. I have a box of blocks to choose from that I got from the granddaughter of a skilled lady who never finished her projects. It's just a matter of deciding which one to tackle first. I truly wish I had her skills!

I'm making changes to my eBay store. Sales have slacked off somewhat so I'm contemplating a downgrade in my store subscription. Why pay too much money for something that's not being helpful?  But the  overhead for that virtual rental space is killing my small profits now. For the most part the store is self-sufficient; I don't have to do any more than I want to in order to keep it maintained. Unsold items relist automatically each month. It's pretty much just waiting for the right buyer to come along. Sales are picking up, and people do like those comfortable Hawaiian shirts to wear. With the restlessness of having stayed at home for so long I think a few trips to the beach, the boat, the bar are in order for a lot of people now!

I'll still be sitting on the back deck though!

08 June 2020

The Joy of Birds

Life never so dull when you enjoy birds.  My latest joys are filled with them. I had a new feeding station installed just outside my office window and love, love, love seeing all the visitors. I was really surprised that it took no time at all for the feathered peeps to arrive!

We have seen a profusion of cardinals this year like never before. Watching them and the ever faithful bluebirds feed their babies is a real treat.

Our Great Crested Flycatcher has been another favorite visitor to both front and back yard stations.. The other day he tried to come into the house. We quickly closed the curtains so he wouldn't pursue his goal.

We've also had a crazy Bluejay drop in this year. I guess my cedar trees have matured enough to produce those lovely blue berries for them.

American Goldfinches, Carolina Wrens, the always pleasant Black-capped Chickadees and a variety of  lovely little sparrows in various forms fill in the neighborhood.

The wrens were so undecided when it came to building a nest. First the pot in the greenhouse, then the cactus plant. Then I saw them in to lower branches of a cedar tree. Since the male has taken to perching on the deck rail and singing so brilliantly I can only believe he was successful in raising a family.

A couple of mornings I've gotten up early enough to find a young but still rather large Red-tail Hawk perched on top of the bluebird box. It was kind of funny to see him swoop down like a tiny bird to snatch up a careless worm or bug from the grass.

Lately the hummingbirds have found my red feeder and each lays claim to it. What hard work they expend to defend their territory rather than share. Yesterday I was lucky enough to see two lady hummers doing just that! So sweet!

Most of my photos were blurry or shaky or something so they were tossed. But I have lovely memories and every day brings new cherished moments to indulge my bird passion. Ah... the joy!

13 May 2020

Stop, Look, and Listen

It would seem that I'm fairly consistent at being late posting, but eventually I get around to it. This month is sweeping by, feeling swift some days and dragging the next. Winter seems to be clinging on. We're sleep under a quilt one night & have the windows open the next. It's crazy. My chrysanthemum is confused and is blooming now instead of waiting until Fall.

We've enjoyed a lovely birds' nest in the bush outside my office window. We found it when we were thinking about pruning the shrub back after having a snake in it a  few weeks ago. So pruning was delayed until the babies left
Then from very tiny to very large we had two sandhill cranes drop in just across the ditch, where they meandered their way across a field eating seeds. It was amazing to see them here!

Just today I found another nest inside one of our large cedar trees. The nest is very low to the ground. I saw a wren not far away. We've seen wrens going inside the greenhouse where they have started a nest in a flower pot and another nest started in the large pot laying on its side that has cactus in it. That nest is very secure, I'm sure!

I've already mentioned before about the crazy bluebird we've had this year, pecking at his reflection in the house windows and on the vehicles (leaving his "calling card" to boot). We had a reprieve while he feed the bluebird babies but yesterday he has started up again. I've also enjoyed seeing the yellow finches, chickadees, Phoebes, flycatchers, pileated and downy woodpeckers, thrushes, mockingbirds (which I do not hate), sparrows, wrens, cardinals and I truly believe I saw a Western Tanager. At first I thought it was a Cardinal because of the red head but quickly realized it wasn't red all over. This bird was yellow underneath with dark wings and back. I've poured over my books and brother google and that's all I can come up with. We kind of think some of the storms that came through not long ago pushed some bird off course! And, since it's still been cold at night we can still hear the owls sometimes deep in the woods.

We usually watch an old movie while we eat lunch and take an extended break mid-day. Black and white from back in the day. Today I watched "Speak Easily" 1939,  with Buster Keaton and Jimmy Durante. That was really good!

After eating I start crocheting while watching TV. I just started making blocks for a blanket using olive green. I had to leave the yarn out for a week. I'm not a fan of olive, but I think I've come up with a fresh look for it.

I thought I'd try Curiosity Stream since it was on sale and I love it. A lot of documentary type programs but such a variety! The first I watched was about a Camel Library in Kenya. My heart went out to the children deep in the middle of nowhere and their love of the used books shared with them. These guys (librarians) walk four days journey to supply 20 schools. Often the kids can't keep the books, because books have to be shared with other schools. A young girl held her first book in her life! It made me want to pack up all the old books I'd saved and send them over. It was good program! Do look it up!

Church is going well, with live feed videos streaming to Facebook on Sunday mornings. Each week things are tweaked and the sound is much better now than when we started. We had another drive-in service on Mother's Day that went well. When we have drive-ins I get to sing with my group. We all missing singing so much. I'm really fortunate to go to church each week because I'm involved in the playing keyboard. There's usually only four of us there those days. We have a really tight-knit family atmosphere at church and I know everyone is missing each other a lot.

One of these days things will change. Mostly things are the same for us. We're working around the house and yard. I don't go to the chiropractor, but so far, so good. We miss eating out and thrift stores, but that's been a good thing I guess since we don't have as much crapola coming into the house now. I kind of like that! Danny's working on the RV that's been sitting here since we bought it. We'll sell it soon. Too bad, in a way, because it's really nice.

His dad is doing better now after they got his meds straightened out again. Some crazy doctor took him off all his diabetic medicine and almost killed him. The home he lives in has had their first covid case, but the employee works in the memory unit and never comes in contact with Dad's section. That's good to know. We talk with him every couple of days and at 97 he's still on the computer keeping busy.

Well, guess I'll get back to everyday life, like the rest of the world! Enjoy every moment while you can and thank God for the opportunities He's given you to stop and smell the roses!

19 April 2020

A Month Goes By

Like the rest of the country we're staying in. It mostly seems like nothing has changed for us except we don't get to eat out anymore. We really miss our weekly visit to our favorite hibachi restaurant and were going to order takeout to support them but they totally closed. Other than that life is fairly normal country life. We have a very large yard and enjoy watching our dogs as well as the bluebirds carrying nest materials and occasional butterflies flitting about. Seagulls are following tractors in the fields as they begin another crop season. The Carolina Allspice is blooming so everything smells divine from my deck! We love eating there when it's warm, but lately it's been cold enough to frost! Life is pretty good actually.

I've gotten 99% of my office back together from when everything was removed for renovating the floors. My new used desk purchased before the virus came is great with its three large file drawers. I was able to eliminate my two old 4-drawer metal file cabinets. (Anyone need a file cabinet)? I've added my sound system to my office instead of back in the living room with a speaker in all four corners!

I'm nearly finished researching my Son-in-law's genealogy. Next I will start going back through my own lines to update with the many new resource materials that are now available online. I got a subscription to after procrastinating for years. I wish I'd done it sooner - it's fabulous!

We made our first ever online grocery order a few weeks ago. It took us three hours as newbies. Hubster wanted to browse everything. I finally got up for a break and when I came back the website showed we were not logged in anymore.

I crochet most afternoons with old black and white movies keeping me company. Currently I'm joining blocks made by Crochet Club members to make a lap afghan for some lucky nursing home resident. Members can't meet these days but after seeing a project photo in our Facebook group they suggested making more blocks to make the blanket bigger. So I made four more. The borders are in a very dark green.

Easter was historic at our church (and many across the country, I'm sure) as we had our first every drive-in worship service. Blackwater Baptist had 43 cars in attendance, with 2-3 worshipers in each. It turned out rather well, even with a few new and untried sound system snafus and the high winds almost stealing our music and the preacher's sermon! All in all, everything was lovely!

I've played the keyboard in all but one of the live video worship services. It seems so weird not to have a church full of people. There's usually only four or five of us there and we're all so far apart! But I enjoy hearing the messages presented and record them for the church's website when I can.

We don't know what tomorrow will bring. All we can do is pray for the safety of our health care providers and those who are helping so many people in so many ways. We can pray for our leaders to have wisdom. We can pray for each other and that those at home will have compassion on each other. We can pray for God's mercy. We can use this time to draw closer to Him and learn from these experiences. To every thing there is a season, right?

18 March 2020

My Home is My World

It's ridiculous how long it's been since my last post. In my defense it's been quite chaotic. I left January with the beginnings of the "cough from Hell" that is finally now reaching its end of life. Ironic, since we now have the virus all over the world so I'll have to be extra careful for the next month or two. I did see my doc and know for a fact what I have/had wasn't the dreaded plague. Now, like the rest of the world, we are holed up at home. I'm getting a lot of reading and crocheting done while I watch movies to take a break from watching the endless world crisis updates. I love making brick stitch shawls for the nursing home residents. The Crochet Club recently sent a lot of lap blankets and shawls to a lady who uses them for bingo prizes. Unfortunately the home is in lock down now and won't be getting any for a while.

My birthday was in early February. Since I was sick celebrating was a bust. No dinner out, no cake, nothing but coughing and lying about in bed. I still went to church but was able to stay clear of everyone because I sit on the front row with no one was 'in front' of me. One Sunday I had to leave the sanctuary early during the sermon. I hated walking across the room in front of everyone but it couldn't be helped. The more I tried to contain my cough the more my eyes watered in a losing battle. I went to the furthermost point from everyone, drank water and waited for church to let out. I guess by the time we have church again I'll be over all this!

Yes, we shut down church last Sunday and will for some time to come. It's a bummer because Easter is coming and we won't have the Easter Egg hunt for the little kids and everything else is cancelled.

We just finished getting new floors and carpet put in. Yesterday I got my keyboard and the TV stand put into the living room. My office is now my kitchen table until we can get a few fellows to help move some furniture from the garage back to the house. We had cleared out the house a couple of weeks early and then the floor guy was delayed coming so we've been living in close quarters for some time now. We're getting lots of cleaning and fine-tuning the downsizing. I've gotten rid of dead things like potpourri and dried and artificial floral arrangements (after reading that they pull energy down and I need all I can get).

This was totally the wrong time to get new floors and needing to buy a new sofa, what with the virus worries. We can't go shopping so it may be some time before we get the living room fixed up!

The other day it was so nice outside! We both went to sit in the sunshine for a few minutes. I took a book and Danny watched the dogs sniff out worms (go figure). After feeling something on my ankle a few times and mindlessly scratching I suddenly remembered that I'd developed an allergic type response to mosquito bites about a year or so ago. Alas, I quickly hauled myself inside but not before I had 7 bites to contend with this week. It sucks so much - the more I scratch the longer it lasts so it's really hard to keep myself contained when they itch so bad. Even worse is that the only thing I've ever found that gives any relief at all is 72% hand sanitizer. Of course every store in the country is out these days, but luckily I had still had some left from last time I had bites and resulting itches.

I can almost see daylight again. Hopefully my cough and bites will be healed soon. Hopefully the coronavirus will be done soon (if everyone does what they're s'posed to). I can't wait for summer to get here. I know it's going to be hot and fabulous!

23 January 2020

Why We Need Junk Drawers

It's for the little things in life, right? We all have little things. I was trying to go through a "junk" drawer the other day. (I have about six). Every time I think I could throw something away something weird would happen and I'd have a vision of that awful someday when I'd need the item and wish I'd kept it instead of tossing it. It never quit occurs to me that, should the need arise, I would just go buy another. What a waste of time and money, I think, to have already had it and canned it and had to spend good money on another. So I put said object back into the junk drawer, just in case.

Some of my items would be shoe strings (in case you break one and need a replacement), tons of short candles (because the multitudes of flashlights in another junk drawer would never work as well as tiny flickering fire), old Glade plug-ins (no, the original ones that came over on Noah's ark; the ones I'll never use because I'm afraid they'll set the house on fire), assortments of orphaned screws, bolts and nuts, which go right along with the picture hangers that never get used (you really just never know about these). Of course there's a hank of rope, a bundle of bread ties, a dried up roll of tape, and your grandmother's old furniture feet cushions (those small cupped hockey puck-like discs you put under the antique couch to keep it from denting the floor).

The list goes on and on. I don't know why I don't move more unusable needless items out of my viable life. Maybe there's comfort just knowing you've stocked piled so much crapola away for any number of some days. Maybe it's so you can play Where's Waldo when you need that one and only whatzit.

18 January 2020

Reading Takes Me Places

I love to read. It's my personal get-away zone. I meant to share my reading earlier, but you get two for one this time. This photo is of my late Summer reads. You can tell I'm a romantic at heart.

And these are my Fall books. I took a break from all the Victorian romances to go to the wild west with Leigh Greenwood's "Texas Tender" and with "The Half-Breed" and "Half-Breed's Lady," both by Bobbi Smith. I gave  Texas Tender" 4 stars; the other two books both got 5 stars.

We've been having such warm winter weather that I'm thinking curling up with a good book and cup of hot chocolate might be a while yet. I'm still looking forward to it though! It just seems different  reading when it's cold outside and you're all snug indoors!

10 January 2020

Moving Past Christmas

Christmas was expected to be a bummer. We all felt the pain that Mom wasn't there enjoying her favorite holiday. That was tough enough. But then Danny got sick right before the main week started and missed everything too. So instead of just one empty seat at the table there were two. He stayed in bed for 4 days; I mean sleeping all day (probably from the drugs) and not just tucked in while watching TV. He missed singing the choir musical on Sunday and the Christmas Eve service on Tuesday; he totally missed Christmas Day in its entirety. We usually go out on Christmas Eve too so that was a bust. No dinner out, no driving around to see Christmas lights, nothing.

So there were quite lonely days at our house during the Christmas season. But I am so grateful that he's still here (remember, I almost lost him to a heart attack a few years back). I can see there is much to appreciate even as I still walk the sad trail of grief over Mom's passing. I guess that touch of sadness never fully leaves. But once Danny gets better I hope we can start to live life to the fullest and take advantage of the lessons grief teaches us.

After Christmas and into the New Year was another story altogether. My Florida daughter and her husband visited for a week. My other daughter came out 4 days in a row. Along with my brother and his wife and Danny's dad we went out to eat several times including a dash down to the Weeping Radish Farm Brewery for some awesome German food and drinks (for all but me - I'm not much into drinking at all). We also ate at  Shiki, Sushi and Hibachi, my favorite for the best teriyaki salmon anywhere!

We visited Williamsburg one day to enjoy the sights and sounds and had lunch at another brewery (I must say, it was no comparison to the NC one, and we probably won't eat there again). Danny and I enjoyed down time while the others went to a tasting event.

Amid all the fun times we also, together experienced sad times as we began the task of going through Mom's closets. A lot of memories were shared with laughter amid the tears. It was heartwarming to me to see my daughters embrace each other as one or the other would have a sudden moment of overwhelming heartbreak. We all held each other through the toughest times. I'm sure Mom would have been proud to see how her loved ones truly became that 'there-for-you-no-matter-what' family she instilled in each of us.

Just as Mom did when Daddy left we will try to hold our beloved memories of both of them close to our hearts as the days pass. We will remember how both of them enriched the lives of those they met and strive to be our best selves each and every day, loving well and loving long.

16 December 2019

The Hardest Day

I have just experienced one of the hardest things in my life. I'm still going through the loss of my own sweet mother. This is so different from when Daddy passed. We were all kind of expecting his passing due to an extended illness with prostrate cancer. But with Mom, we took her to have a 'we do them all the time' gallbladder surgery early on the Friday morning after Thanksgiving. We were told she'd done well in surgery and fully expected her to come home the next day. I'd planned to spend the nights with her until she was back up to snuff. But that's not what happened.

One wrong turn led to another... a 2nd surgery and ultimately a room in ICU. At first we had hope she'd conquer these setbacks. She responded to commands to squeeze a hand, move a toe. We told her to rest and planned how we'd take turns spending hospital nights with her. But all too quickly the call came to return to the hospital. By 9am Monday morning it was over. She was gone.

This happened so fast I still feel like I've missed something, that this can't be real. We just had a wonderful Thanksgiving only the day before. She was so chipper, so at ease and enjoying her favorite turkey dressing and loving on my two little dogs. There were no clues that it would be only a matter of one weekend before she left us to rejoin Daddy.

Knowing she has gone to Heaven and is with Daddy and my sister who died at age 2½ has been the most comforting part of all. I think that has helped family and friends alike. Mom and Dad were truly soul mates, if there are such things. She missed him so much over the last 5 years. That was the only thing that marred the new life she'd had to create for herself. It was the first time she'd ever lived on her own.

We know we did our best to make it possible for her to stay at home at age 93. Our family was not alone in that effort. Mom's loving friends and neighbors visited often, brought food, took her out for shopping or manicures or just a great meal at a favorite restaurant. Even the UPS man would come in a few minutes and chat! The paper man always took extra care to hand deliver her paper right to the door. And she always remembered him for his birthday or Christmas!

She was like that. So caring and making everyone feel so special. Daddy did the same thing. People loved them both so much.

Life is different now. For me it's empty knowing she's not next door or just a phone call away for her advise or more often than not, an unsolicited opinion. Eventually life will gather steam and move forward. My life will forever be impacted by the legacy of this caring, compassionate, wise and beautiful lady whom God blessed me with the privilege to call Mother.

21 November 2019

I Love Making Pumpkins

I haven't bought a real pumpkin in years, mostly because the last one made such a mess. This year I have made my own pumpkins with crochet. I'm now the proud owner of six in a variety of sizes and colors. They have proven to be very easy and fast to make. Everyone at the Crochet Club has enjoyed making them as well. The instructions for  makes small 3-4 inch  this one can be found at  It's just as easy to double the pattern counts to have a larger pumpkin. The hardest part was remembering which row you just did as you alternate between two patterns of rows. This was hard at the Crochet Club meetings because we talk so much! But still, we had a lot of fun learning the basics while the conversation and laughter flowed. Once we knew what we were doing then working at home in the quiet was very relaxing.