October Highlights

Here it is,  the middle of October already.  It’s been a wonderful month at our house.  We got two new members of our family.

Lucy and Sugar have almost doubled their size in the two weeks we have had them.  They have made themselves at home and consider the yard theirs.  They are growing out of being lap dogs.

They were introduced to our two youngest grandsons.  They are definitely people puppies.

Molly has become a very good “Nana” to the puppies and they love her.

They play hard and sleep hard.

We have this sign outside my shop.  Beware the Dog!

Yes be very aware of these two. They can trip you up and nip your legs and tear your clothes.  They look innocent, but they are bandits.  I’ve got the bloody fingers and holes in my clothes to prove it.  Their little teeth are like sharp knives.   Working on that biting bit.  One day Molly got in front of me, the black puppy, Sugar, went between my legs and the chocolate one, Lucy, pushed me from behind. A group effort to knock me down and down I went!  Good thing I am good at catching myself or I might have gone into the pool where I was trying to get a ball Molly dropped in it.  I was a little sore, but today I’m feeling fine, so no harm done, but I have got to watch these rascals.  They look so innocent, but don’t trust that look.

The flowers in the garden are giving their last hurrah.

The only one of its kind in the garden and it’s just now blooming.

This zinnias have been so pretty.

The marigolds grew so tall and were so happy looking.

I never can think of this bush’s name, but it has little blue flowers on it in the Spring and now it’s turning golden.  The puppies like it, unfortunately, and are flattening a lot of it. I hope they grow out of this destructive behavior.

My burning bushes never turn very red.  I don’t know why.

These are some of the final flowers left in the pots. We are expecting frost in the next few days so these may not be around much longer.

The view up to our porch. Our neighbor’s maple tree is glorious.  The Hydrangeas are self drying on the shrub and look so lovely.

I plant pumpkins almost every year and some years are good and some years are a bust. This is the only pumpkin that grew and it grew up on the fence and we almost didn’t find it in time.

There are no skies as blue as skies in the Autumn.   I caught a flying bird in this picture I didn’t notice until now.

David and I have been taking road trips on the backroads of Indiana.  So many interesting things to see on the back roads that you don’t get on the main highways.

The trees are at their most beautiful now.

Driving by Indiana corn fields. As a farmer’s daughter, I am always happy to see the farmers having good crops.

This farmer is finishing up harvesting his soybeans.

This is what a burning bush should look like.

Little churches tucked away in the woods.

Into a crossroads called Story where this building houses an inn and a restaurant.  People come from all over to eat here.  We’ve never eaten here yet, but it’s on our list of things to do.  To look at it, it doesn’t look very fancy, but I hear the meals they serve are very elegant.

Another view of it. See what I mean by it not looking like much?  The parking lot was full and people were going in to eat.

We drove many miles on back roads and came across a little antique store that had just been opened. I will save that for another post.  It’s been a good week.  I got a good doctor’s report today and I’m gaining my stamina a little bit more.  My blood pressure is finally under control and everything checked out well so I’m good for another six months.   Nothing is better than having your good health and I’m so thankful I still have mine.

Still knitting socks and trying to use up my yarn in socks of my own creation.  I think these are great socks to wear this time of year.  I just finished a Christmas pair, so  I’m finally to the point I just have to order more yarn.  That makes me so happy!  I don’t know exactly how many pairs of  socks I’ve knitted this year. When I complete a pair I put them in a bag upstairs and I haven’t checked it lately. Probably fifteen pair or more.  I’m still not tired of knitting them.

I forgot to tell you what this was a picture of in one of my last blogs.  I mistakenly took a closeup of Molly’s fur.  It looks like she’s getting some gray hairs there.  Puppies will do that to you!

Hope you are enjoying this wonderful season and can get outside to see all the beauty. Bye.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Simply Tired

Raising two puppies and a needy adult dog is tiring!  I feel like I use to when we had two toddler boys and I was trying to keep up with them while working and keeping house. I told David the other day, it’s like old times. He leaves for work and I’m left home with the children to care for!  The puppies are pretty independent and I’m leaving them outside by themselves a little more, but I still worry about the pool and them falling in, so I’m constantly checking on them.

Another thing is, they won’t eat for me. They will eat for David, but  unless I hand feed them, they won’t take a bite out of their bowl.  I don’t know why. Same food.  I think they are playing with me.  But they are so cute and rambunctious and fun to watch as they play in the yard.

I forgot to tell you about our visit with one of my brothers when we went to pick up the puppies. It was very surprising that their house was just down the same road from where the puppies were!  My brother, Fred, was the third child born into our family.  He and my other brother, Andy use to take me on hikes with them and their friends. Well, Mom made them take me so she’d have some peace and quiet, I’m sure.  But they would drag me along and we’d swim in creeks, have walnut fights at an old cabin that sat behind our farm and sometimes the neighbor boys would let me see their horses. They had several.

This is Fred and his wife, Carole.

We wanted to take them out to eat, but Carole made the best chili and apple pie and we ate at their house.  They live in a very nice retirement village where they can have all their meals delivered if they wanted.  That would suit me fine as I hate to cook.  Their yard is maintained for them so they don’t have to worry about mowing or anything.  I like that, too.  I want to find someone we can depend on to mow our yard. We had someone, but I think the man wanted larger jobs than what our yard entailed, so he quit.

We had a nice visit and I looked at some stories that Fred had written about growing up on the farm and had published by Shutterfly into a book.   I loved reading them and I can order the books, too. I remember a lot of the things he wrote about and it seems like only yesterday.  One  was when my brothers and the neighbor boys were throwing rocks in a large puddle in the road down from our house. I was, of course, right in the middle of it and one of the rocks bounced and hit me right in the mouth and blood started shooting out. My brothers knew they were in trouble.  I must have been a sight coming in the back door, blood running all over me and me crying.  I don’t remember if I lost any teeth, but I do remember my brothers got into trouble. I don’t know why.

Fred  also had a compilation of letters that were written by great-grandparents, grandparents, aunts and uncles and many other relatives. He had hand typed every letter since some were hard to decipher or the spelling was bad.   I read one my grandmother wrote to a cousin and she was talking about my grandfather who she hadn’t married yet. It was all so interesting.  Fred is our family historian. I hate to think what may happen to all this history once he’s gone.  Most young people don’t seem all that  interested in family history.  We know many don’t know much about American history by what has been going on in some of our cities.  If we forget our history, we will repeat it.

It was a nice visit but they live almost three hours away so we can’t visit very often.

Today was one of the most gorgeous Autumn days. The sky was so blue, The trees are beginning to turn. It’s my favorite time of year.

Here’s to brothers I love and to beautiful Autumn Days. Bye.

 

 

Did You See It?

Did you see it?  Did you watch the debate between Joe Biden and President Trump?  I watched it and to my mind it was two against one.  Watch it carefully again and you will discover that Joe Biden was the first to interrupt in the course of answering questions.   President Trump answered his first question, no interruption.  Joe Biden answered his first question, no interruption. Then President Trump got his second question and was answering it when Joe Biden began to interrupt him. That is when the whole debate went downhill because President Trump plays fair with those who play fair, but he becomes an angry lion when he is not treated fairly.  And Joe Biden and Chris Wallace were not playing fair.

I listened carefully to the whole debate and not once did Joe  Biden truly answer a question that was given him. He made it a point to look at the camera and act like he was talking to someone off camera telling them what he would do in a certain situation, but he never answered a question. Then he told the president to “shut up,” which wasn’t very presidential.  I believe Joe Biden is in some way incapacitated either with dementia or Alzheimer’s disease and it scares me that people would put someone that sick into the White House to make hard decisions about our country.

I believe if President Trump were treated fairly and allowed to answer his questions, there would have been no problem, but Chris Wallace and Joe Biden both could not seem to allow him to answer one question before being interrupted.  It all went downhill. If Mr. Wallace had just allowed both men to debate as a debate should be, it would have been more interesting and both men might have gotten their questions answered.  We will never know, will we?

Now Chris Wallace is doing the crying and whining tour, going on any show he can saying the debate debacle was all President Trump’s fault.  What?  The moderator did a very poor job of keeping things running smoothly by not telling Biden to stop interrupting President Trump and vice versa.

There is going to be another debate.  I hope there is a new moderator who knows what a debate is. And I hope they don’t shut off mics like they are threatening to do because that is stifling free speech.  And without free speech, we are lost.

If this post angered you, look at the puppy. Bye.

 

 

Having Fun With the New Additions

Well, we’ve had the puppies for a week now and they are settling in and we are getting use to  what amounts to watching two toddlers keep  from hurting themselves or falling into the pool.  It’s been a fun experience, but also a very tiring one.

From getting use to their new collars to learning to play with Molly, it’s been a busy week for Lucy and Sugar.

Roughhousing with Molly, we’ve had to teach her to be more gentle with the little dogs.

There’s been lots of discoveries and chewing up flowers and sticks. My poor flower beds have been flattened. Glad it’s the end of the season.

Some lap sitting although they are fast becoming too big for the lap.

Those green eyes are so pretty/

There is time out for a quick meal before going back to play and explore.

Lots of naps in between. I’m so glad we got two puppies. They have had each other and the move to a new home seems to have been easy for them both.  They even know my voice now and come running when I call them, ears flopping.  So darn cute.

Molly certainly has become use to them quickly.

It’s getting to be Fall like weather here now. The fires out west have made a layer of haze over parts of our state.  We need rain badly and outside burning is prohibited.  Cold temperatures are coming next week. Down in the forties at night. I can’t say I’m sad to see the hot weather go.  I sleep so much better with the windows open and the cool night air coming in rather than having the air conditioner running.   I also love Fall clothes better.

How about you? Are you ready for Fall?  We are going to look for mums and pumpkins tomorrow to decorate the porch.  I’ve gotten all my Autumn pillows and quilts out and the house looks so cozy.  What do you do to get ready to change the season?

Here’s to fun times with  puppies and cool Autumn weather. Bye.

Trick question?   What is this?

A correct guess will get you nothing, but the satisfaction of being right.

 

 

 

 

 

Sadness and Gladness

The two are intertwined at times, it seems.  Ever been so happy about something and then something happens to bring you to the depths of despair?   I’ve had that happen to me a few times in my life.  It happened to me all in one day recently.  I have some very happy news that makes me so glad, but first the sad news.

Years ago, when I went to college, I met one of the best friends I’ve ever had.  Ball State had orientation for all new Freshmen and  I was a little worried about not knowing anyone when I went there.  There I was in a roomful of students, all seeming to know each other and talking together. I am a rather shy person and negligent about starting up a conversation. I really don’t know how it happened but Mary K.  and I started talking and I immediately felt a connection with her.  One thing, she loved to laugh and her laugh was so infectious, it made you want to laugh. Well, after I met her and we began to go around together, we laughed a lot. We laughed all through orientation. The Freshmen had to stay overnight and Mary K. and I  had beds near each other and we talked and laughed almost all night. Some of the girls told us to be quiet, but that just made us laugh all the harder.  Then I found out Mary K. was going to commute to Ball State from her sister’s house in Hagerstown. Well, I was going to commute with two other people and we’d go right through Hagerstown, so why couldn’t Mary join us?  And she did. For a year and a half we drove to college together in good weather and in bad. We sang “Blue Velvet” together much to the chagrin of our fellow passengers.  We met at the student union to eat together with one of our other friends.  We even had a history class together where, I think, the professor took a shine to Mary. He talked to us a lot.  Later, I married and had a baby. I dropped out of college and lost track of Mary. This professor managed to find my phone number and called me and we talked a while and then he asked for Mary’s phone number, but unfortunately, I didn’t have it.  I hope he found it.

When I was twenty-five, married with two children, Mary and another commuter friend, Kenny B.,came to visit. It was like old times, but that was the last time I saw Mary for a long time.  She later married a college professor and was living in the mountains in California.  She spun yarn  and made baskets and purses. She had a business of her own and was doing very well.  Then one day on our answering machine there was a voice saying, “This is a voice from the past.”  It was Mary K.!  She and her husband, Winston, were traveling through our city on the way to Moundsville, West Virginia where Mary grew up.  Moundsville was beloved by Mary and she taught me the high school song which we would sing together on our way to college.  She was going to a reunion, whether a high school or family, I’m not sure. She came from a large family.  So they came to our house and we went out to eat and had a wonderful visit. She still made me laugh.  She asked if I could visit her at the campground the next day before they left, but we were having work done on our house and our contractor was coming the next day so I couldn’t go. That is my biggest regret because that is the last time I saw  Mary K.

Years, decades went by and Mary and I reconnected on Facebook. She showed the things she had made. Our politics were the same.  We didn’t message each other often, but it was nice to know she was there. Then, just the other day I thought I’d go to her Facebook page as I hadn’t seen anything about her for a long while. The fires were burning in California and I wanted to know if she was alright.  On her page were condolences about her death!  She had last commented in January and just a few days later she was gone!  I didn’t know.  I felt so bad. I tried connecting with someone on Facebook to find out what happened. I still don’t know. I do know a light went out when Mary passed away.  A little bit of my heart is now taken.  I don’t want to believe it, but it’s true. My best friend from college is gone and I will never again hear her laugh.   Sadness came and stayed.  I still cannot believe it’s true.  Rest in peace, dear friend. We’ll meet again in Heaven.

Soooo, that was the sad.  Here’s what happened on the same day I found out about Mary K.’s death.  You know we’ve been looking for a Labrador puppy without much success.  One day a  few weeks ago, I heard David talking to someone on the phone and he came in where I was and asked if I’d like to drive to Fort Wayne to look at some puppies. A breeder there had four chocolate Labs and two black labs.  Well, of course I wanted to go. So that Saturday we drove the three hour trip to Fort Wayne to see some puppies.

When we drove up to the house, there were several young children in the yard with some puppies.  I got out and immediately a little chocolate Lab ran up to me. I said, “That’s the one,”  because that is how I’ve always picked my dogs.  Then a little black Lab began to chew on my pant leg.  Let me tell you the conversation David and I had had the night before. David wanted a black Lab and I wanted a Chocolate Lab and I jokingly said, “We could get two!”  I knew that was not possible and we’d have to make a decision before we got there. So we tried to decide which we wanted and knew it would be hard. Now I was in a pickle.

The man with the puppies had eight children of his own. I was asking the children if they’d be sad when the puppies were gone.  Years ago when we got our dog, Samantha, who was several kinds of breeds, I drove up to the house where the puppies were and out of this little house came a whole tribe of children and puppies running with them. It was so cute.  Samantha ran right up to me and she was my dog at that moment.   Seems puppies and children go together.  Molly came from a household with several children.

While David dealt with the papers and paying for the puppies, I held them and fell in love.  We had bought two Labrador puppies and had to wait two more weeks before we could get them.

Did I say, “puppies?”  Oh, yes, I did. You see while driving up to see the puppies I said once again “we could get two,” and David said, “I’ve got the money in  my pocket for two.”  I wrestled with that for a while because  I knew two puppies would require a lot of work.

But in the end, love won out and here is what I ended up with.

This is Lucy Cocoa Belle.  “Lucy” for short.  She’s a handful, but look at Molly.  She loves her.

This is Honey Sugar Dumplin’, Sugar for short. I was going to call her “Honey” but David said when I called her he would think I am calling him!  So, she will be called “Sugar,”

Molly has been smiling ever since we came home with them.

She is so interested in them and is being so nice with them.  I must admit I was a little concerned since she’s been an only dog for a while.

They play hard and then collapse into a deep sleep.

Asleep right at my feet.

I know I’m going to love them.

“Me, too,”

So sadness and gladness both came on the same day. I’d like to think Mary is looking down on us and laughing at the new puppies just like I am.

Here’s to best friends forever and doggie best friends. Bye,

 

 

 

 

Entertaining Myself

I read a blog the other day, Yarn Harlot, where she told how when she and her siblings were young, her mother would tell them to entertain themselves. They came up with some very inventive ways to entertain each other.  I had to laugh because my mother was the same way except she told us if we couldn’t find anything to do, she’d find something for us to do which usually meant “work!”  I would hide out and read or play with the kittens in the barn or do anything to keep out of the house.

So during the quarantine days I have found many ways to entertain myself.  One day I made some blueberry pancakes which David loved and I didn’t and I decided to feed mine to the chickens and Molly.  I wanted to see how they all would react to the pancakes. First the chickens.

These two are the “bosses” of the chicken yard and think they will get the most if they stand the closest, but it doesn’t always happen that way.

So once a piece is thrown, the running and grabbing begins. Every chicken manages to get at least one little piece. Even the younger ones who are still learning the rules of the chicken yard.

It’s really a free for all, but I try to throw the pancake to every chicken so each one gets a little piece. They love blueberry pancakes!

Now Molly gets a pancake.

Here it comes, Molly.

Closer, closer. She stays seated like the good girl she is.

Take a bite. Now Labradors have a soft mouth which means they don’t bite down hard on anything unless they are actually eating. It was bred into them so they would not chew up game after it has been shot and they bring it to the hunter.  Molly forgets that I am not a hunter and she really can eat this thing.   She won’t bite it.

“Well, am I going to get to eat that thing?”

Chomp. She took it.

And she chewed it all up and wanted more, but I only had the one pancake for her. Sorry, Molly.

Well, that was entertainment for about ten minutes.  So I still have to fill the days with other things and surprisingly, I have no problem doing that.

This is one thing I am working on, but I can’t show you much of it as it will be a gift, maybe.

I made a pair of socks with left over yarn and I love how these turned out. I’m trying to use up some of my yarn before I buy more.  It’s fun trying to match up yarns that will look good together.

I’ve finished this pair and am on to another.

There is always bird watching.

“What is down there?”

Frankenbird is still around. He/she is growing, but still no feathers on that head.

We are getting so many tomatoes off my four plants. There are about twenty here now. I try to eat a lot of salad with tomatoes, but I think I will have to make some tomato juice before they rot.

We had this vine grow up on our porch steps. We thought it was a morning glory, but the flowers on it are tiny white ones so I’m not sure.

We have this Autumn Clematis coming up in very strange places where I know I haven’t planted it. We think the birds must have done some planting themselves.

Just a picture of the sweetest dog in the world.

The garden by our back door is flourishing and we’ve had some bird families in the birdhouses. Molly torn down a wren house we had on the fence. Thankfully, the wrens had already hatched and flew away, so David put the house back up, only higher so hopefully the wrens will come back and nest again.

David and I took a very exciting trip today.  I have a wonderful surprise to tell you in my next blog.  Hope to see you then.  Have a happy Autumn. It’s here, whether we are ready or not. Bye.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Still Looking For a Puppy

I told you a while back we were first in line to choose a Lab puppy from a litter that was to be born soon.  Well, sad news, the puppies didn’t make it and the only one that survived the birth, died so we are looking once again. It seems that Labrador Retrievers are in great demand right now.  David called a breeder in Southern Indiana who had a litter of very young puppies and they were already all spoken for. He  said we could put our name in for a litter in the Spring, but we didn’t.   I love Labrador Retrievers. They are the sweetest dogs, good with children and easy to train.   They are very loyal too.  Even though Molly is only half Lab, she has the temperament of a full blooded Lab.   But she also is a lot like a Boxer too.   So we will continue looking for a Labrador and maybe get one next Spring.

In other news, we continue to  live in a quarantined world.  We went to a restaurant last night that we had eaten in just a few weeks ago and it was again closed. Then we went to another restaurant where we waited a half hour to be seated and almost another hour to get our food.  When the waitress gave us our bill she told us she had forgotten to put our order into the kitchen which is why we waited so long and she didn’t charge us for the meal!   So I told David to leave her a very substantial tip for being honest.  The meal was good.

I’m so glad I’m a homebody who really is not bothered having to stay home as I seem to have plenty of things to do. I’ve been finishing quilts and paintings and socks with regularity which is good.  I will have all my Christmas presents completed before too long.  We do go to church every Sunday and see our friends there. A lot of people still aren’t coming because of the virus, though, which I don’t blame them.  Our grandsons are having classes at home on the computer and even music lessons, too.  I feel sorry that they can’t be with their friends in class, but they seem to be adjusting well.  What will we think when we look back at this time?  It seems there is no rhyme nor reason to what is closed down and what is allowed to be open, where you have to wear masks and where you don’t have to.  It’s rather frustrating sometimes having to wear a mask in a place where you are already social distanced.

I am daily entertained by my chickens. The young ones are just on the verge of beginning to lay and when they do, we will be getting two or three dozen eggs every week.  I give away a lot of our eggs. I’ve been giving them to a friend at church and the other day she sent David and me a gift certificate to Cracker Barrel. I told her we owed her twelve dozen more eggs now!  She just laughed.   I do love giving the eggs away, though. Fresh eggs from free range chickens are the best, I think.

I’ve been reading some very good books on my Kindle. I have Kindle Unlimited and there are a lot of good books on there and they are free with a monthly membership.  It’s the best thing I’ve ever purchased and you can quit any time, but I don’t have any intention of stopping because there are hundreds of good books on there just waiting to be read.  I have several favorite authors, but I’m reading one by Amanda Prowse that is so good. I use to love to read scary books. I just read one by Dean Koontz that was really weird, but exciting about a dog that could communicate with people and other dogs and the people who were trying to destroy it. It wasn’t too scary, but I have read books by him that made me want to look under my bed at night!  One year when we took a trip out west with our daughter, she and I would scare each other reading scary books to each other.  It seems life is too scary on its own anymore to want to be scared by a book.

Speaking of scary, are you watching the riots and looting in the name of “protesting,” on your tvs?   I can’t believe people are getting away with the things they are doing, burning businesses down, attacking the police, hitting old people and just being all around bad people.   I don’t see any reason for it at all and I’m praying it will be stopped before more people die.  We all need to pray for our country and the safety of everyone.

I hope and pray you all are safe and snug in your homes and finding things to do that give you enjoyment. We will get through all this and I pray this country will be better for it all.

There will be pictures next time.  I’ve been kind of lazy lately and just want to work on my hobbies and read.  Once in a while I’ll clean house, but it’s not high on my list right now. I told David I would love to hire someone to clean the entire house upstairs and down. It’s never been completely cleaned like that.  Usually I get one or two rooms cleaned a week and by the next week, they need it again!    And there is only two of us living here and one of them is gone most of the day and the other one isn’t all that messy so I don’t know where the dirt comes from.  I read an article once that said the dust under our beds could have the skin particles of Moses in it because dust and dirt never disappear, it just moves around the earth. So I think I’ll clean Moses out from under my bed this week!  Bye.

 

 

I’m Pretty Much Finished

I don’t know about you or how you are looking at this quarantine business, but I’ve quite had about enough of it.   Every day you hear something different about the virus and about the vaccine that is supposed to be the cure all, end all.  Stores now demand  people wear masks and have arrows on the floor telling us which way we should go.  I don’t see people following the rules very well and I don’t blame them.  I will not take the vaccine if or when it finally is produced. Who knows what the vaccine will do to our bodies years from now?  But that is me. You do what you feel is best for you.   I would love to travel somewhere, but every state and every city seems to have different rules concerning the virus.  One state has told its police to stop vehicles from other states and checking people inside them for the virus. Does this sound like a free country to you?  The swine flu did not cause all this panic and more people died from it.

So we are trying to live our lives as normally as we can. We attended our oldest grandson’s graduation party. No one wore masks and we were not socially distancing and it was wonderful. I hugged several people and here I am two weeks later and do not have any symptoms of the virus.

So proud to see him walk up and get his diploma.  He goes to college tomorrow.

A lot of people came to his party.  It was outside and it was a beautiful day.

We enjoyed visiting with family. Our granddaughter will be going back to college soon.

Five more years and we will be going to this boy’s graduation. At least I hope the virus scare is gone by then so we can attend it.

 

Some people at the party had just bought this Jeep. David and I have been looking at Jeeps for a while but we’ve never ridden in one so the lady who owned this took us a little ride.  It is not the easiest vehicle to get into if you are short like me, but I loved riding in it.  I told David if we get one I will have to carry a step stool with me to get in. The new 2021 Jeeps are out now and the new colors are so pretty.  So hopefully, in the near future we will be getting a new Jeep.

Did I show you the pictures I painted by number?  This one turned out pretty well.

This is what it was supposed to look like and I think I got pretty close to it.

I really enjoyed painting this. And I did another one.

It was supposed to look like this and see what you think….

David ordered some frames to stretch these on. I plan to do several floral paintings and hang them on the wall of the bedroom we painted this Spring.  It’s a wonderful hobby. Very relaxing and you have a pretty picture when you are finished. There are a lot of flower kits you can order if you are so inclined.

I have another one to paint, but I’ve been working on six quilts.  I had to choose what I wanted to spend my time on and the quilts take top priority right now.  I can’t show them, though, because they are going to be gifts one day.   I gave our grandson a quilt for his graduation and wouldn’t you know, I forgot to take a picture of it!   I’m hoping I can get a picture from him.

Well, it appears the election will be heating up now that Biden has chosen his VP.  It’s going to be a very interesting campaign. Will Biden dare to debate President Trump?  That is the question.  I don’t think he can get out of it if he wants the respect of the people.  I love elections and campaigns.   We all have a lot to think about this time.  Do we want our cities shut down forever?   Do we want the police defunded or do we vote for safety?   There are so many things to think about as November comes closer.  I may not agree with how you vote, but you should vote. It’s the only way we can remain a free people if we get to choose our leaders.  I’ve voted for both parties at one time or other and in no way do I believe I made the right choice in some cases and it others I know I made the right choice.  So let’s not fight or argue, but let’s all get out and vote.

Summer is winding down. We’ve had the prettiest flowers and tomatoes and cucumbers from our garden.   Fresh tomatoes are so good and taste so much better than what you get at the supermarket.   I’ve been making cucumber, onion and tomato salad and it is so good.  I’m going to eat some right now.

Hope your Summer is going well and that things will be getting back to normal before too much longer. Bye.

 

Why I Will Never Be a Wildlife Photographer and Other Things

Before I get into my story, I have to add something to my last blog I forgot to tell.  You know, the wedding blog.  Well, we got married in July and that September I went back to college. I was taking a finance course and we had a paper to hand in. The next day the professor got up in front of the class and said, ” I have a paper from a Kate Pentecost, but I have no student by that name.”  He looked around the room. I looked at the boy next to me and said in a whisper, “That’s me, but I got married.”  My face was bright red, I’m sure. I slowly raised my hand and said, “That’s me. I got married this Summer and my name was changed.”   The whole class laughed and the professor handed me my paper, which had my pre- married name on it and it had a good grade on it, by the way. I never forgot again.

If we are living in crazy times, I haven’t had much time to notice.  I can’t believe how fast the time is passing and how much we have done this Summer.

We’ve had kids swimming in our pool.

Had seven boys one day.  They had a ball.

David took a week off for our anniversary and we did things close to home.

We took a drive one day.

Just have to say I love Indiana in the Summer.  I sometimes wonder why we ever want to go someplace else when it’s so wonderful here.

Southern Indiana is full of vistas like this.  Lazy rivers and woods.  Once you get away from the cities and towns, most of Indiana is like this.

Cornfields growing high. They did get knee-high by the 4th of July this year.  We’ve been blessed with plenty of rain.

Wildflowers growing beside the roads.

Old church yards with graves behind them.  Whoever cares for this graveyard has a talent.

Someone carved a chair from a tree stump.  It even has a footrest.

There are a lot of old, abandoned houses spotting the landscape all over Indiana. People just up and leave and the houses go back into the earth.

We ate out about every day, but I have to say something about all this cleaning for the Corona Virus.  In one restaurant, my arms stuck to the table and David said it’s the cleaning supplies they are using.  After eating there, I got sick to my stomach.

We went to another restaurant later in the week and the disinfectant smell was so strong, I once again got sick to my stomach and could not eat.  So now I’m wondering if the cleaning for the Corona Virus is worst than the virus.  It can’t be healthy eating and smelling all the disinfectant and now I’m wondering how much of the disinfectants are getting into the food.  I think I’d rather take my chances with the virus.

So on to my photography. I have taken so many pictures the past few weeks.   One day I sat out on my shop porch swing and tried to get some pictures of the birds eating at our feeders.  This is why I will never be a wildlife photographer.  Let me entertain you with my wonderful pictures.

This guy was wondering what in the heck I was doing.

 

He/she kept looking at me suspiciously.

Molly was curious about what I was trying to do.

Finally I got a bird shot.

And another.

Then papa cardinal arrived with one of his babies.

You can see the topknot on this baby bird.

This is what a baby cardinal should look like, but…….

We have a visitor to our birdfeeders that we have named Frankenbird.  Poor thing, I don’t know whether it’s just a young Cardinal or an anomaly, but he comes regularly and doesn’t seem to be afraid of us.

No topknot and very few feathers.  Almost the size of an adult Cardinal.

We will watch him and see if he transforms into a beautiful Cardinal.

You know how life has its ups and downs and you never know when either will come?  I had some really deep downs this Summer when I lost our dog, Belle.  I have to spell her name in front of Molly because when she hears Belle’s name, she starts looking for her. How do you explain to a dog that her friend has died?   I keep telling Molly we are looking for a new friend for her and we have been.  We’ve lost the chance on two litters of Labradors the past couple of weeks.  We didn’t get in soon enough in being a pick which is your number that you get to pick a puppy from the litter because we didn’t know about it.  We tried getting a Silver Lab, but they were all sold before we even got our name in. The second litter was sold quickly also, so when David found a breeder in northern Indiana he got our name in right away and guess what?  We have first pick of the puppies!   They aren’t even born yet. That is how popular Labrador Retrievers are right now.  They will be born next week and six weeks later we can go see them.  I’m sooooo excited.  They will be either black or brown. I don’t care, we have had both and they were great dogs.  I also have someone who will care for our dogs if anything ever happens to David and me.  I hope I have dogs until the day I die, but I want to know they will be cared for.

I’ve outlived too many dogs. This is Belle’s pawprint. It still makes me sad to see it.

And this is the Rainbow Bridge poem that I still cannot read because I know it will make me cry.

But joy comes in the morning and I know getting a new puppy will bring joy to our house so I’m looking forward to it.

I’m watching America’s Got Talent right now. They are having to watch the acts on video which makes it very interesting. One woman sang opera while sitting on her horse in Oregon.   If nothing else, this virus has made people very inventive.

This weekend we will celebrate our oldest grandson’s graduation from high school. We don’t get to go to the graduation which I think stinks, but we will see him at his party.  We are so proud of him.

Here’s to joy in the morning. Bye.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fifty-two Years and Counting

Today David and I will celebrate our 52nd wedding anniversary. Doesn’t seem possible that that many years have passed since we tied the knot.  I was just a young girl when I first met David and his brother at a basketball game where they threw paper Coke cups at his cousin and me during the game.  She and I hid in the restroom and every time we’d open the door, they would chuck a bunch of Coke cups at us. Sometime during the evening his cousin has told me I said, “I’m going to marry that boy.”  Now I don’t know which boy I was talking about at the time, but I ended up with David.

Fast forward a few years and I’m a junior in high school and David has moved in with his cousin’s family because his parents got jobs in the Virgin Islands and were moving there. David did not want to go.  The first time I saw him was when some of my girlfriends and I walked to the Dairy Queen during lunch and there was David, sitting all alone in his leather jacket, smoking a cigarette. Let’s just say my heart went BOOM.

At one of the first football games I saw him again. Now I don’t like football at all and only went to the games to be with my friends and flirt with the boys so I really wanted to flirt with David, but he spent most of the game talking to one of my friends, so I thought he wasn’t interested. But, the next Sunday his cousin called me and wanted to know if I wanted to go to a movie with her and David. SURE.  It was a setup, no two ways about it. It was a date, but not a date and yet, it ended so wonderfully. We saw the movie, Joy in the Morning, staring Richard Chamberlain and Yvette Mimieux. It was a love story and a wonderful movie. If you get the chance to see it, do.  Anyway, before I knew it, David was holding my hand.  Did I say he was a fast worker?   I was all tingly inside.  Then we drove around after the movie, went to the drive-in restaurant and drove around some more and David and I kissed. And kissed. And Kissed. I had always loved kissing, but David was the best kisser, ever. When his cousin dropped me off at home, my mother said, and I quote, “you look like you are in love.”  How did she know? Was it because she dated her high school  sweetheart, my daddy, and married him one day?  Yes, I was in love. That is how fast it happened. People say that’s impossible, but I’m here to tell you when you see the one you want, you just know.

So we dated the rest of the way through high school, David’s military training, my college year(My mother said I had to go to college at least one year before I could get married.)  I had the ring, just not the date. So I dutifully went to college which I really enjoyed, but I wanted to be married more.  So July 7th, 1968 David and I tied the knot.

My daddy said he could never give his girls away, so my big brother, Jack, got the honors.  I loved my big brother, He has since passed on to Heaven where I look forward to seeing him again.

David hid our car at the Stucky Pecan shop where I worked, thinking it would be left alone, but my friends at Stucky’s decorated the car and put bottle caps in the hubcaps which were really noisy when we drove away.

We were married by two pastors.  Reverend Stockinger, on the right had known me for years and had taught me and I became a Christian while he was pastor.  Reverend Taylor on the left, was our new pastor and I didn’t know him very well which is why I wanted Reverend Stockinger there also. It all worked out very well and we are double married and that’s been good all these years.

Did I say David was a good kisser!   Yes, he is.  This is when he still had brown hair and I was still skinny.

My daddy and mother, my sister all in pink because that was my color. I still love pink.  David’s brother, Bill, was his best man. He and his girlfriend got married a year later and just celebrated their 51st anniversary.  David’s mother flew up from the Virgin Islands.  It’s hard to believe our parents are all gone since this day just seems like yesterday.

I look like an angel in this picture, but I’m no angel!

I have always hated seeing brides stuff cake all over their groom’s face and vice versa. You can see I very carefully put a small piece of cake in David’s mouth. No squashing it for me.

It was a wonderful wedding and wonderful day, even when David’s brother, who was use to driving on the left side of the road(which is how they drive in the Virgin Islands) and took off out of town on the left side of the road until we yelled to get over.  We could have been a statistic instead of newlyweds. that day.

We honeymooned in Traverse City Michigan where David’s other grandparents lived and a lot of his relatives, too and I got to know them all and love them and we spent several Summers with them after our children were born.   We’d love to go back to Traverse City again, but not this year.  There is even a road named Craig road there because that’s all who lived on that road for years.  David’s grandparents had bought a farm on the peninsula many years before Traverse City became a tourist mecca.  I just read an article about the peninsula and the light house on the end of it. Been there, seen that. Many times.  Most of David’s relatives have moved or passed away and the ones who are left probably wouldn’t know us.

So on our honeymoon I felt free as a bird. No more curfews.  I was a grownup now. Little did I know that I would wish to be a young girl again with no worries in the years ahead.  But it’s been a wonderful 52 years for the most part. We’ve survived the downs and celebrated the ups and will continue to do so until death do us part which is several years away, I hope.

Happy Anniversary to us!  Bye.