Can you feel it? The tiniest little breeze that has Autumn in it? The hazy days of Summer slowly, but surely easing into the golden days of Autumn? I can feel it even when the days are in the 80’s and 90’s I can tell that Summer is taking its last few breaths.
We are still swimming in the pool. The water was 87 degrees today which is just about right for me. David will swim when the water is in the 70’s, but not me! The butterflies float around the flowers. The birds feed their nestlings. The dogs sleep in the shade. We see this as we swim. It is like our own private Eden. But there will not be many more days of them. I am already thinking about what flowers I will save and put into the greenhouse this Winter. It is like deciding which of my children will go with the Nazis. Did you see that movie, Sophie’s Choice with Meryl Streep where she had to decide which of her children she would have to let go with the Nazis? A heart wrenching story which probably happened more times than we know. Okay, my decision is not that bad, but I still feel like I am leaving some plants out in the weather to die when it gets cold. I cannot save them all.
The garden is so beautiful. 

I did not plant one sunflower seed and yet we have sunflowers growing all over. The birds did such a good job of sowing the seeds this year and we see Goldfinches and Cardinals munching on the seeds and probably sowing more for next year.
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The Shasta Daisy we just planted this year did very well. This will multiply. My favorite kind of plant, unless it’s a weed.

This picture was taken through as screen, but this is my little kitchen garden. It has become lush and full of flowers. I hardly do any weeding anymore, but the plants are so close together there is very little room for weeds.

One of my top five favorite flowers, the Geranium. It never disappoints and takes very little care. I have several blooming. This one goes back into the greenhouse when cold weather comes.
David took the month of July off and we did a road trip along the Ohio River through little River towns. I love River towns. I think I would have been very happy living in one. Of course Madison, Indiana is one of my favorites. It is a tourist town for sure, but still has its little town qualities. Years ago I use to go down there just to go to a certain quilt shop to buy fabric because she carried the reproduction fabrics I so loved. She has since closed which made me sad.
The wonderful,Ohio River. Just think of the ships and Indians and settlers that came down this river. Now we see barges and pleasure boats on it. Once a year there is a tall ships weekend where boats with sails come up the river to Cincinnati. I have always wanted to see them on the water.

In one town there is this tall measuring platform that tells how far up the river rose in certain years.

Not sure I would have wanted to be near the river in 1937 when it rose 81 feet! Must have been an epic flood.

Now we know where the house is that is in the song. Mothers, tell your children!
We saw President Grant’s childhood home.


We didn’t go in this time as we were there several, years ago, but I have a story about that time. David and I wanted to tour the house, but we were on a time budget as we had to be somewhere else so we went inside and saw another tour group that was being led around so we thought we would wait. Meanwhile we were in this room where they had signs up, “do not take pictures.” We waited and waited for someone to come talk to us, but they never did and rebel that I am, I started taking pictures of everything in the room. Then David and I rushed out giggling like we had robbed a bank and got into our car and sped away.

it is kind of neat, though, to have a Yankee general and former president being born in my state.

Every little town is unique. This was painted on a building in one town.


Murals are very popular. These two were so pretty.

There was this army related train set up in one town.
Beautiful old houses are abundant along the river. At one time people made their livings off the river and some became very prosperous.

And some lived in log cabins.
Coming to Cincinnati and we thought traffic would be bad, but it was faster and easier to go around Cincinnati than through our town! We must have hit it just right. No rush hour or people going to a ballgame.

Not a good picture, but it is the Cincinnati Red’s ballpark. I have been to games there. I remember when Pete Rose and Johnny Bench played for the big red machine. That was an awesome team that year. Pete Rose should have been put in the Baseball Hall of Fame. He was treated very badly in my humble opinion.

Driving down the highway we suddenly noticed wildflowers growing all along the side of the road. For miles.

It was so pretty. Someone did a lot of work to get this to be so pretty and wonderful. Someone who loves wildflowers.

Saw this in one town honoring the Viet Nam vets. Many vets were treated terribly after that war. Not sure why, but nasty people do nasty things and it’s never justified or good. Young men sent to a war they were not allowed to win and ostracized afterward. History will not look well on those who were hateful to those men. Being a military wife I feel for those men. I have a story about me confronting a man at a dinner party where he was badmouthing the National Guard in which my husband was a member, but I will save that for another day.

Change of subject, but Hoosiers like to decorate differently than a lot of people do. Saw this cow’s head on someone’s barn.

And the American flag flies proudly. I heard that one of those women on the show, The View, which I never watch, said seeing a lot of American flags makes her feel afraid. Let me tell you, if our flag frightens you, maybe you need to find a new country to live in because that flag has flown over the best country this world has ever seen and millions of us are ready to fight for it again should we have to.
So I will leave you with my opinion and you can take it or leave it, but on our country’s 250th birthday I will say I am proud to be an American. Be proud of your country wherever you live and make it the best country you can. We all have faults, in every one, but no one and no country is perfect. Not sure I would want mine to be! Have a great rest of your Summer or Winter wherever you are reading this all over the world. Bye.





































































































































