A Quick Thought

Experiences of Life

Today I’m posting from Tim Horton’s in Dayton, Ohio…or at least a small suburb of that city. They all kind of run together while we are driving around and it’s hard to keep track of where you are. No, I don’t have a coffee, but after a bite of an apple fritter, one would be good. And I mean coffee…black and as strong as you can make it. My daughter purchased this cold stuff…watered down coffee with milk and ice cubes in it. It’s a real pretty color though. Maybe I will do my dining room in it. Just a thought.

So, we have been in Dayton for almost two weeks now. It has been enjoyable to see a state blushing with spring, that is a bit different from Kansas…but I do miss Kansas. I miss my roses starting to bloom as well as my poppies and lilacs. At least the roses will bloom many times over the summer, but not so with the lilacs, and I do adore lilacs!

The weather has been rather gloomy…overcast and humid, not unlike Kansas weather this time of year. So far no tornado watches or warnings that I have been aware of. Probably wouldn’t have mattered too much as we are on the top floor of an apartment, three sets of stairs up. The view from the balcony is wonderful. There is a large lake with a fountain and there are geese and ducks, and an occasional crane. The ducks and geese are caring for babies right now, so it’s been very fun to watch them growing up so quickly. But again, not a great place to be in case of a tornado!

The apartment is also near an air force base and at times there are very big planes flying overhead. One of these woke me up the other night. It was the night there had been storms. Waking suddenly to a very large plane flying very closely overhead when there has been a chance for tornadoes…well, let’s just say I took a moment to ponder the reality of quickly getting three people and a large dog down all those stairs…and I went back to sleep. Standing out in the rain in my night clothes didn’t seem very appealing at two in the morning.

So, as our time here in Ohio nears an end…I am anxious to get back home and to my routine. It’s been different to be someplace else for a while…drive in traffic again…everywhere you go, relate with people that are very different than in Kansas. It’s been wonderful to visit with our second oldest and meet a new member of the family…but home is beckoning me.

Life is all about changes, and experiences. I tend to get stuck in a rut, and I kind of get comfy there. But I jumped out of the puddle for a bit and now I’m ready to return. I’ve spent most of my life in cities, driving in traffic much of the time when I was younger. I really don’t want to go back. I relish my quite, little town and one stop light.

By the way…I really miss my washing machine! Laundromats have not become better over the years…just more expensive. Just a last thought! Enjoy your Friday! I will be…with a doughnut and a hot, black, cup of coffee.

A Day to Remember

Special Delivery

Waiting for a baby to make an appearance really pushes the patience scale. I know that five times over with my reluctant-to-arrive children. Each one was at least two weeks overdue. You wait anxiously for that due date…and then it passes! What? Then every day thereafter is pure torture. The first week the questions and little ‘jokes’ about your due date being passed, are somewhat bearable. The second week, not so much. You avoid going out in public and the stares of mercy from people you don’t even know. At home, you snarl at those you love and level gazes at them that would shrivel a prune. And you wait. The days, hours and minutes slow to a turtle crawl.

Our two youngest and I are now in Ohio, waiting for the arrival of grandchild number four. TODAY is the due date…and it’s not looking good. Now begins the wait.

People offer suggestions to help speed up the process. But all of us know that a  baby has a mind of its own…and he or she will express it very loudly and clearly concerning their entrance into the world. They have us in their itsy-bitsy hands.

So, here I sit in Target, sipping on a Starbucks coffee…writing to all of you. Our three youngest girls are off shopping for baby items that are always needed at the last minute. As I have mentioned before, I’m not much for shopping anymore. So the set-up suits me just fine. Well, it kind of suits me. They don’t sell Krispy Kremes here. Have a wonderful Monday!

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The Aroma of Gasoline In the Morning

Seriously! It’s time to let off a bit of steam. If you’ve been keeping up with me…you probably know I don’t watch TV, rarely watch the news, don’t have a cell phone currently, and no, I’m not a hermit! I listen to Sirius radio so I don’t have to endure commercials or advertisements. I like my life pretty clutter-free and streamlined.

So, when my husband and I were at the gas station this morning, and I heard the news running over the speakers…that bothered me…a lot! It annoyed me on many levels, but I will only go into one on here…for now! After all, I will need other topics to post about at some point!

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Seriously…we have to hear the news report, and commercials while we pump gas? Now I do understand why they thought this was a good idea. Especially in the morning. But what is happening to our choices in this life? Most of us have a radio in our car, and we can listen to the news while we are in it. If you miss something, believe me, if it’s important, you will hear it again…and again…and again. You are not going to miss out! So, to be pushed to listen to the news while pumping gas, annoys me. Music would be nice in my humble opinion, but not everyone likes the same music. And again, most of us have a radio, CD player, MP3 player in our vehicles. We can wait for the maybe ten minutes it takes until we get back on the road to enjoy our tunes.

What’s wrong with maybe just standing there, going through your list of activities for the day, hum a little tune in your head…your choice of music. Inhale the smell of gasoline in the morning and listen to the traffic go by. Use some of your other senses…and don’t be barraged by the state of the world. Why do we have to have noise, information and general confusion 24/7 in this world today? I really dislike the term…but chill!

So, the picture at the top of this post is where I want to pump my gasoline. I want to get out of my 1957 Ford Thunderbird…convertible, of course, and red…absolutely! I want to pump my gas as I stand beside that great car, and let the breeze blow my hair as I listen to the sound of the birds, maybe a radio in the station playing a great oldie. I will then go to the pop machine and get a nice, cold Coke, take a sip and then get back in that car and continue my travels. I will have the top down…of course, and I will be listening to some great tunes. Just the ribbon of road before me, with the wind blowing through my hair.

This is Monday. Make a decision to make it a great week. Take a few minutes to just pump your gas, listen to the birds sing and smell the breeze. Take a deep breath and enjoy just being alive. All the hassles will still be there when you are finished…believe me! The pictures below are for the car lovers out there. Have a great day!

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I’m a Little Blue Today

I don’t have a cell phone, and most of the time that is perfectly acceptable to me. There is a huge part of me that loves to leave the house…and not be accessible to anyone. Of course, if my husband is with me, that is not the case. For a while I had a tracfone, which was great in case of an emergency, or to leave a simple message. Please get milk on the way home, Taco Bell for dinner sounds great, etc. If we are on a trip, I will use my husband’s phone to text, or talk to our children…until I get car sick. But generally, I’m not too attached to the cell phone idea.

But today, one would be nice. I’m in the midst of spring cleaning at our house. The first of April and the first of October our house gets a good go-through. Windows and curtains are washed, those awful mini-blinds that collect dust from nowhere are cleaned, bedding is switched from winter flannels and heavy blankets to cottons and light blankets. In the fall it is reversed. Ceiling fans are cleaned and switched to hot or cold weather settings. There is nothing worse than to turn on a ceiling fan that has not moved for several months. Those dust bunnies get the ride of their lives!

So today, I have been washing my kitchen dishes. No, not the ones in the cupboard, but the ones I use to decorate with. Our kitchen is an ivory color and I have blue and white dishes from Cracker Barrel that I have on the walls and shelves. I also have blue and white Currier and Ives dishes from my maternal grandparents. They are special to me because we had Sunday dinner on them. Now they adorn my kitchen. I love cobalt blue and I have several items to accentuate all the other items I just listed.  So, as all those dishes dry on the counter, I am posting this.

Now is when I wish I had a phone…not for the talking, texting aspect, but for the camera. Because who owns a camera anymore? And if you do, you are probably a photographer or a wannabe. Do they even develop film anymore? I would take a picture of my walls and shelves and share them with you. Because when all those dishes are just washed, sparkling, with the light shining through the cobalt…it’s really pretty!

When my husband gets home from work, I will have to borrow his phone. No, I don’t need to make a call, but next time…I will share the pictures with you! Happy Saturday everyone! Get out there and enjoy the day!

P.S. I actually have the above biscuit jar. This one is on Amazon.

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A Volatile Force

One more day and it will be that time of year again! For me, April 1st marks the start of tornado season in Kansas. Yes, I understand that they are possible any time of year, and we have had a few surprises over the twenty plus years we have lived in this area. One night in particular comes to mind. We were eating supper on February 29, 2012 when the sirens began their loud and long howl…scaring us all into the pantry. No, probably not the best place to weather a tornado with flying cans of food, but our best interior room! This same tornado went on to Branson, Missouri and caused extensive damaged.

I’ve always heard that the general tornado period for this area is April through June. Those are the months of greatest activity. So, I watch with dread as the calendar creeps to April 1st each year, and sigh with relief when July 1st arrives. If we had a basement, maybe the stress level would go down a bit. If we ever move to another house, that will be a HUGE criteria for me!

We have been very blessed in this little town where we live. Tornadoes come in from the west, usually, and then take a more northern route just on the outskirts of our little place on the map. I have been very thankful for this, many times over the years.

So, as the season commences, I pray. I pray for those that will be involved, for those areas that will be hit, because every year there are so many. I pray for patience and peace…and for the ability to accept come what may. In the bigger picture beyond Kansas…that prayer applies as well.

Stay safe and enjoy this exciting time to come. It’s spring!

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Snow on Daffodils, etc.

By now, most of the nation has heard of the wildfires in Oklahoma and Kansas. Yes, they were close to us…about an hour or so away. One day last week, the smoke was very bad from the fires, drifting northeast and blanketing many small towns. Thankfully, no fatal injuries have been reported, and with the snow on Easter Sunday, I think the fires are out.

Snow on Easter Sunday. Growing up in Colorado made this a possibility many times. But, it would always melt quickly and then we would be back on the road to spring. Yesterday morning brought more snow to our area than we had seen all winter. And it was beautiful! By the end of the day, it was all melted and back to the 50’s again, but it was wonderful and surprising while it lasted.

So, last  night after Easter dinner and all the candy, etc. we went on a walk. There is an area my husband likes to walk…mainly because it is more secluded, with trees lining the road and not so busy. I really do like those aspects of that route as well, but early in the morning, or close to dark is a bit nerve racking for me. You never know what may be lurking in the cover of the trees, be it animal or human. His preferred walking area is the rail trail about a block from our house. Again…not my choice for the above reasons. In the summer, the poison ivy is rampant and I only have to hear about it to start itching and break out in a rash.

These pictures were taken a week or so ago on our walk along the route my husband prefers. It was a beautiful spring morning, and I wanted to capture that. I love walking beside the lake. Each time we go, the lake is different, depending on the sun, time of day, and wind. Water is unique in that way.

And no, there was no candy for me. For three weeks now I have had no carbs or sugar and only non-fat dairy. Yes, the day was difficult…but I have felt so much better, it has been worth it. Now to just keep away from all the left-over stuff! Have a great Monday!

A Day to Remember

Happy Resurrection Day!

Tomorrow we celebrate Christ’s Resurrection. Remember that it’s not about the bunnies, the eggs or how much chocolate you eat. It is about what He has done for us. This song I am sharing from libbyallensongs says it very simply. Tomorrow, as you enjoy your family and friends, sunrise service, egg hunt and way more chocolate than you should…remember what Christ sacrificed for us. Most importantly, remember that He rose again and is seated at the right hand of the Father!

No infringement intended. Only sharing a song. Please go to libbyallensongs for more of her music. Thank you!

Gardening

Spring Has Sprung!

Well, I did it! I finally made it out to the yard, to do some much needed trimming. With the help of our son-in-law, son and daughter, the hedge is trimmed. That is a big accomplishment for me…something that has been wearing on me for about a year now. The birds were a bit distressed for a couple of hours, since that hedge is their home, but they settled down again with the help of some quiet time, and a bird feeder filled to the brim.

I know many of you are thinking, “Trim the hedge, what’s the big deal?” The problem with this hedge is that it grows very quickly. I love that aspect of it, and it was the reason I decided on that hedge. But you have to keep on top of it, or you have trees before long. Our hedge was very tall and I loved it for the privacy, but it was getting a bit scary as well. When you have to trim with a chain saw…it is out of control. Now it is a bit short, but when the leaves fill out, it will be lovely.

The picture at the top is of our magnolia in the backyard. It is pretty right now, all blossomed. I liked the view of the trellis in the background. Come late summer, that trellis will be filled with grapes. You can just make out our garden beyond that. It used to be fairly big, but this year, it may be about half. I did notice a couple rhubarb poking out of the soil…so a few survived the trauma of a few weeks ago. Lesson learned…don’t ask your husband to till the garden when you are in writing. Plants like rhubarb and horseradish, that are not obvious in the early spring, may not survive the helpful husband.

So, with a sigh of relief and a few sore muscles, I write this post. I still have some raking to do and a bit more yard clean-up, but the worse is over. And as I said, it will be lovely in a month or so.

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Spring Is In the Air!

And I am not ready for it! As I look out my back door, watching the cardinals, (three or four pairs at last count), and the other little birds at our feeder, I groan. My daffodils, tulips and crocus are all coming up, and even my rose bushes are putting on leaves. The magnolia in the backyard is ready to burst with flowers…and I sigh.

Yes, I do love this time of year and I LOVE watching all of the above take place. It is life renewing, and all is fresh and young. It is an exciting time of year…but I am NOT ready for it! The weather here in Kansas has been gorgeous the past week or so and it is holding. Every day in the 70’s, bright sunshine and birds singing.

Usually this time of year, you can’t stop me from being outside and working in the yard. I couldn’t wait to get my hands into the cool soil and start planting. I usually had orders lined up with shrubs and roses waiting to be put into the earth. I purposely planted the hedge of Siberian elm because I wanted a sanctuary for cardinals…and it worked. First there was a very faithful pair and now there are several. They arrive each spring and take up residence in the elm hedge…and I am thrilled. I have planted many things in the yard for certain reasons, to attract little creatures and grandchildren. The grapes on the arbor outside the garden are a popular spot in late summer when the grapes are ripe. Grandma’s yard is snack time…and I love it! I don’t know how well my rhubarb and horseradish will do this year…but that is another post!

Spring has come upon us in a hurry this March. And I am not ready for it! The yard beckons to be raked…again. Roses need to be trimmed, shrubs cut back, and new green sprouts uncovered from their blanket of dead leaves. My little pond needs a good cleaning so that it will be ready for another summer home for lucky goldfish. Usually spring comes with a burst of energy for me…and this year I am not feeling it. Maybe it’s because it IS early…I am a little afraid of some really cold weather still in our future that will do some damage to the excited sprouts of green in our yard.

So, I will be praying for excitement and energy to complete the tasks at hand. Say hello to the little guy in the picture at the top. This is from 2009, one of the baby cardinals of three that year. He was just learning to fly and he spent the day on our trailer in the backyard. It might be just hoping on my part…I don’t know how long cardinals live. But I like to think he is one of the beautiful, plump ones at our feeder everyday, watching from the Siberian elm hedge. His little body a bright splash of red against the bare branches of the olive hedge. Happy spring to all!

A Day to Remember

Wal-Mart Wardrobe

Some pretty outrageous ‘costumes’ have been circling Facebook for the past few months. Of course we all click on it and see what all the fuss is about. It can be fairly entertaining for a few minutes. The thought always goes through my mind, “Did you pass by a mirror before you left the house and maybe have second thoughts?” This post is in no way written to offend anyone. We all have the right, within legal limits of course, of what we wear. But here are some of my thoughts on the subject.

Even when I was still in high school, I remember people generally wanting to look their best when they went somewhere. You didn’t want to have holes or rips in your clothing, or have stains or food on them. You really did not want to appear as a Hobo. You dressed the best that you could and you generally wanted to look your best when seen in public.

Today, that does not seem to be the case any longer. People go to weddings and funerals in jeans and a t-shirt…and I’m not talking nice ones. So, is it really that difficult to put on something decent before you leave the house?

Think back even fifty years ago. Going out of the house was a special occasion. Even to the grocery store. My grandmother did not leave her house without hose, gloves and a hat. It was required to be seen in public. Most men wore suits for church, weddings and funerals. Every man had a suit, even if dirt poor…and you wanted that because you didn’t want to be seen as well…a Hobo.

Yes, even I have become more sloppy in my dressing over the years. I still do wear a dress or very nice slacks for a wedding or funeral. I consider it an honor to show respect for those people. I can put a little effort into their special day, a little effort and respect into a family’s funeral. And it doesn’t kill me. I may be a little less comfortable for a few hours, but again, think back to the way people dressed one hundred and fifty years ago or so…and I think we will survive.

This post was written today because of my thoughts on Easter, which is coming early this year. For many of us in my generation, Easter Sunday was the day you debuted new spring clothes. It was a big thing at our house to see what we would purchase for  Easter Sunday. And yes, my sister and I did wear fancy dresses, hats and gloves. And I loved it!

Kreston, Jennifer, and me, Easter 1971

This picture is one of my favorite and I hope my brother and sister don’t mind me sharing it on here. I am the oldest and I was around four to five years old at the time. I know I had not started school yet.

So, think about it the next time you go to Wal-Mart. Pass by a mirror on your way out the door. Would you really want people seeing you like that?