At Leslie’s today, making Ukrainian Easter Eggs… wax on, wax off…. It was a delightful time, made me want to do it with my own chicks, but remembered that they don’t live at home anymore, that most don’t eat eggs and wouldn’t buy them (in fact, Leslie bought these). So this will be part of my new tradition. Is that okay with you, Leslie?
Monthly Archives: March 2012
Who needs bandages when you have Krazy Glue? Frank cut his finger, rather badly, with an exacto knife while trimming some edging for the bed he is building for Forest. Problem with excess bleeding and pressure on the cut while continuing to work, causing more bleeding? No, not once the band-aids, often refreshed, were permanently replaced with Krazy Glue. Here Frank is doctoring himself. No photo shop…honest.
Today Val and I did our annual selling of daffodils to businesses on the Eastern Shore. We always need a lunch stop between our 8am-4pm day, which involves so much driving, stop and go, in and out. While eating, we were both able to show off our Crossword, Crypto-quote, Word Target and Sudoku skills, thanks to the available newspaper. I do love it when you can make more of time together than you had expected. The cause of course is without question.
This photo is my screen saver, and on this snowy day, it seems so cheerful to me. Tish and her family drove one hour from Burbank (L.A.) to find this snow to play in. When all you have is sunshine and dry weather, and you want “greener pastures”, this is what you might seek out. What I liked about this snow event, is that you drive a little, it’s over in one day, you’re done. It’s almost virtual. I have a real smile when I see the photo.
It was a grey, wintery day today, but in the house the lamp light landed on my glass collection on the coffee table…a small oasis of beauty, acquired over decades. It started with a gift from boyfriend Dave in high school. My brother Jim, and Frank, have added to it. Men in my life, they came through again on this dreary day. They added a glow.
Out sharing a dinner for the first of the women turning 65 this year. There was Irish fiddling, which who knew I loved? till I moved here. It has so much energy and noise, it was difficult to talk over it. You just want to listen and move! I think 65 is an important milestone, making you think of what you want for the next decade, your golden decade. Thinking is good.
Entertaining (and being entertained) is such a pleasure..being with friends; enjoying them and they enjoying themselves in your company, all feels good. Friends seem to validate you to yourself…”this is who I am” The small messages we give ourselves and that spell out a big message in the end. Our friends are like multiple mirrors, overlapping, drawing a portrait of us. Tonight the mirror told me that I like to laugh and to dance and to drink wine and do so WITH friends.
It’s lovely when walking the dog, that a friend can spot us and invite us in for coffee, or rather “out” for coffee, as it was a beautiful day. Still feels like holidays with Frank home, and this “coffee break” added to that. We did do our own “work” at home later, but between summer in March and Frank around, my mind is a state of bemusement.
Into Halifax for a book club, Food for Thought. I think Dorothy’s grin says it should be Books and Beverages, or B&B for short. I love this spontaneous capture of delight. Dorothy was amazed at the size of her beer order…it just made her laugh, as she had expected much less. That’s often the way to get to a happy outcome. Chugalug.
Thought I’d mess with your minds a little. It was 28 degrees today when we were out on errands, and 11 degrees here, by the ocean, but still wonderful! It made me, who was away for much of winter, think back a little nostalgically to this day last week…to take a moment to just say thank you to winter for it’s particular beauty. Now HELLO SPRING!