Thursday, July 20, 2017

πŸ’› Moving

...Few things we can do in this world are so well worth doing as the making of a beautiful and happy home...

J.R. Miller


More pictures and fewer words = a perfect post for a Thursday. No need to comment either. ッ

~Arriving for an afternoon in the pool~

~Charming Neighbors' Home~

~The Afternoon Went Swimmingly~

~Sam observes; Jake swims; Cousin E swims~

 
~The Home I Once Loved~
The big move comes this weekend. In the meantime, small loads are being taken. The boys were very excited about their new home and backyard with a pool.

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Thanks for peeking in... Now scoot... Many blessings...


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Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Of Grands and Grandparents Hodge Podge




1. Growing up, were you close to your grandparents? Tell us one or two specific things you remember about them.

Sadly both grandfathers were gone by the time I was three years old. Jack passed away before I was born and Vic while I was still a toddler.  

My memories of my dad's father are good ones. He gave excellent horsey rides, carried butterscotch candies about in his pockets and, even if his wool pants were itchy on my bare legs, I loved sitting on his lap. He also smelled like the outdoors.

My dad's mother was a busy homemaker during my early years. She made the best Hermits and wonderful doughnuts.  She single-handedly kept me in underwear throughout childhood. This was not appreciated so well then, but it makes me smile to remember now.  I am always trying to perfect Hermits, which I can not make near so well as hers. 

Though my maternal grandfather passed away before I was born, he was immortalized by the vivid memories my mother and grandmother shared of him. I was often told that I looked like him. I felt as if I knew him.

My maternal grandmother probably had the most influence on me. She is the Nan oft spoken of in this blog who was given into John's and my care in her final year. Our connection lasted for a very long time. I play the piano because she did and I like to read because she did and I like the ocean because she did...

2. What's an item you were attached to as a child? What happened to it?

My dolls and books. What do you mean what happened to it?! They are all still with me. 

Speaking of which, I own many things that belonged to each of my grandparents. I keep telling you that I live in a museum. 

3. When you look out your window, do you see the forest or the trees (literally and figuratively)? Explain.



Jungle comes more to mind... 

4. Do you like sour candies? 

No


Which of the 'sour' foods listed below would you say is your favorite?

grapefruit, Greek yogurt, tart cherries, lemons, limes, sauerkraut, buttermilk, or kumquats 

Grapefruit served with maple syrup

Have you ever eaten a kumquat? 

not if I knew it

5. July 1st marked the mid point of 2017. In fifteen words or less, tell us how it's going so far.

Trusting for better days ahead...

6. Insert your own random thought here.

I must scoot today because I have the grands for the morning and as long as they'll have me.  I think that I'll share this video with them because yesterday, right in the middle of all that is going on at their house, they said goodbye to their beloved pug Bazil.

~2015~


 They've known Bazil all their lives. I don't know if dogs go to Heaven, but I know that Jesus will return on a white horse so there are animals there. The bit about the lion lying down with the lamb is from the Millennial reign so I am slightly confused. Anyway, I know that I can trust God with these deep questions of life. 

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Thanks for reading today! I'll be by to visit this afternoon and evening.

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Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Pleasant Summer Weekend

There is a reverence in small children for delicate things.

~ Abbie from Abbie's Place



 

 Of course, my grandson Sam is not a small child anymore, though he still finds things that intrigue him. This is a perfect three-pronged maple seed all on one stem. I had never seen one before. Perhaps it's like finding a four-leaf clover.☺



As you can see, Sam is doing well. He enjoyed time at a friend's pool on Sunday afternoon with his brother, dad, and auntie. He's pondering leaving behind his first childhood home so has preferred sticking closer to 
home where he knows all the best places to 
play — the secret nooks and crannies.


My daughter-in-law's most recent doctor appointment went well. The arm is healing and staples were removed...ouch! Her tendency now that she is feeling better and stronger is to overdo it. This is understandable given that they will begin moving this week. Again, thank you for all the prayers.

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Saturday, my daughter and I ate lunch out dockside. It is always very pleasant to have a lakeside view. We even saw loons.






 A similar photo was shared on Instagram. Some wondered if I were on a trip. No, this location is just six miles and nine minutes from home. Instagram...so conflicted about that place. I don't feel that I have much to offer. Photos are not my thing; words are. Thanks to Laurel for taking all the photos above. I was in both places without a camera as per usual. I am not so good at blogging either. ッ


Also spent some weekend time in the garden...having trouble with a pest...a big dope. She is chomping on my last nerve.



These Coral Bells have escaped the doe who is chowing down on most other things, including bee balm that deer are not supposed to like. Coral bells are also known as Heucheras, but I seldom remember how to pronounce them. Who'-cur-ah is close (hard ch as in ch in chorus...thank you, A Beka). This is an official syllable breakdown: [hyoo-ker-uh].
I used to pronounce them "wahcheras." Ha!


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Thanks for reading...a pleasant summer week to you.

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Sunday, July 16, 2017

We Are Not in Charge

A blessed Sunday to you...


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