tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-178624942024-03-19T04:47:17.284-04:00Wednesday's ChildJoanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.comBlogger4535125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-49018314166009610782024-03-18T13:13:00.003-04:002024-03-18T13:13:52.720-04:00Spring Notes- Monday, March 18th. St Patrick's Day. 44 degrees and cloudy.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5mODmooyNT2gjMMlIurPiGt7DJkoG2WS41yzXhohTqWVI4KMIrVOVLFfrQAE4UIKI2qBX5RQpTpssnYJ8FqQP_VHApxuvIRMsr_gWJRsXnLW5vKmrzm4bKCUDp2eAD4B-5khXQw4NmOIA_pRKXT0CM0tPE7k2PfzlLKCLIB2K_ScRtHIzhawZ6A/s640/hZC9z5AhWqMioaKXJzS6vK.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="426" data-original-width="640" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5mODmooyNT2gjMMlIurPiGt7DJkoG2WS41yzXhohTqWVI4KMIrVOVLFfrQAE4UIKI2qBX5RQpTpssnYJ8FqQP_VHApxuvIRMsr_gWJRsXnLW5vKmrzm4bKCUDp2eAD4B-5khXQw4NmOIA_pRKXT0CM0tPE7k2PfzlLKCLIB2K_ScRtHIzhawZ6A/s320/hZC9z5AhWqMioaKXJzS6vK.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> My daffodils look a bit like this- with leaves scattered around. Mine don't have color yet. These plants are tulips....I don't have any of those- they don't like my yard. Tulips. Or...more likely the deer ate them leaves, flowers and bulbs.....and I gave up on tulips.<p></p><p>We are getting our corned beef up to simmer.........well, two people doing stuff makes it all twice as interesting. Looks great so far.</p><p>I will keep an eye out for the simmer getting room "much".</p><p>I had to thread the sewing machine this morning to make a second tuck in the waistband of the pants I pulled from the closet.....to wear today. Son is doing laundry so I have to wait until he is done to do my own.....</p><p>I worked on husband's alarm clock...got it to the new Spring Time...hopefully the tinkering won't mean the alarm goes off at some unspecified time. Always fun around here. I'm working on adjusting the "simmer" speed. With gas it's easier with electric it calls for multiple adjustments.</p><p>When I sign off, I am going to peel carrots and wash potatoes....which will be added to the broth with wedges of cabbage when the meat has finished cooking. I haven't had Corned Beef and Cabbage in YEARS. I used to make it when the kids were home....and a few times for the two of us...but after awhile my husband refused to eat less and less "home cooking". Unless it was chicken soup or pasta.</p><p>It takes courage to grow up and be who you really are. EE Cummings.</p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-41224142418524197992024-03-17T14:09:00.001-04:002024-03-17T14:09:08.836-04:00Spring Notes- 47 degrees with 99% humidity. It rained. the sun arrives and then gone.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg689bYnYU2hC_1xaUM5CbGu2foniIC8FY0u_njvX4VbqlABftPgiTRG6rbM8d7UHKmY3kz2pX1D5vgM-RFrZV3qb5kJ6GnrP9TYOZJxQv7F8W9g2Y33Zb2tLDLpLtbcxdQJlS_y8Dosf5irKB_-66xu8SBtNSaXfgFvOHnG4fovXskFwKH9GO__A/s640/Screenshot-2024-01-07-at-10.46.24%E2%80%AFPM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="565" data-original-width="640" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg689bYnYU2hC_1xaUM5CbGu2foniIC8FY0u_njvX4VbqlABftPgiTRG6rbM8d7UHKmY3kz2pX1D5vgM-RFrZV3qb5kJ6GnrP9TYOZJxQv7F8W9g2Y33Zb2tLDLpLtbcxdQJlS_y8Dosf5irKB_-66xu8SBtNSaXfgFvOHnG4fovXskFwKH9GO__A/s320/Screenshot-2024-01-07-at-10.46.24%E2%80%AFPM.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>My picture file needs a clean out. Today in the watery Spring "Clouds/Sun/Clouds" thing going on-I am not really sure....the back garden bed daffodils are showing just a tiny bit of yellow. Perhaps a day or two more. One of the Christmas Amaryllis still has two red flowers. The second one no flowers but great looking leaves. The flowers do not last very long....after those last two flowers pass on, I will need to feed the plant to grow the bulb for next Winter. Then take it out of the pot to rest.....<p></p><p>We are having Sunday Pizza...the usual....and tomorrow we'll do Corned Beef. No Open Wheel Racing. I have a book to read and sorted puzzle pieces- looking for the straight edges borders. All white. Sigh.</p><p>I've managed to get several sets of four and five pieces....none of them connect to anything else.</p><p>I finished the Sea Captain book... I don't know what to read next.....not really excited about anything in the book pile. sigh. Perhaps it's time for the Accidental Beauty Queen re-read. A delicious rom com from the bookcase. There is good stuff in the bookcase.</p><p>I want to ask son to drive me across the bridge to the next Town- the bookstore and Reny's for candy (lemon drops) and perhaps if I am "LUCKY" garden clogs....you just never know with Reny's. All of my garden shoes have lost the no slip bottoms...dangerous for old women. Like Me.</p><p>I am tempted to eat dessert before dinner....... </p><p>"are you being honest with yourself?"</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-11544845322952710422024-03-16T13:15:00.004-04:002024-03-16T13:15:59.302-04:00Spring Notes- Being optimistic. Saturday, March 16th. 48 degrees and sunshine.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMDRz_UCx5JurThU-DdkK_rrNazLOIHrfUciGODbRhJSCWWYW7qw0NIH2AT-VfnqS_OnNlkMg2_ROyAuGGJV_t7zNG6aplNrfuYsydUi2l2oCUGuLI_TH7SlQ-FSUpJL2jqUxbRlCGTR-z06wNYnFBDnQaz9gSpZpbfr5X2khb88W9juGBqwVRw/s580/OsoEasyEasyPeasyRose-NL-9900000a2804513c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="580" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMDRz_UCx5JurThU-DdkK_rrNazLOIHrfUciGODbRhJSCWWYW7qw0NIH2AT-VfnqS_OnNlkMg2_ROyAuGGJV_t7zNG6aplNrfuYsydUi2l2oCUGuLI_TH7SlQ-FSUpJL2jqUxbRlCGTR-z06wNYnFBDnQaz9gSpZpbfr5X2khb88W9juGBqwVRw/s320/OsoEasyEasyPeasyRose-NL-9900000a2804513c.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Starting to get ready for Spring.<p></p><p>Son found and we got rid of all the food in the fridge that had spots.....I have rice to eat today- he checked- no spots...I had the last of the roasted beets yesterday- so good-no spots. And supposedly good for one's heart. Commercials about beet chewables on every channel. Why not real beets?</p><p>Long discussion on what day to make the Corned Beef. We may still change our minds.</p><p>I have a Friend Date on the 19th. Getting picked up and returned home... We met long ago, at the Greenhouse I think....got along...then COVID entered the picture and well, nothing has actually been the same since. Except for my Lunch Buddy Lunches. I don't have coffee dates with another Library Co-Worker anymore...perhaps we should try and do that again.....we email.</p><p>After all these years, the Quilting Group, the Master Gardening Stuff......you would think I would have FRIENDS.......sigh. You would think that. I have more contact with all of you out there in Email/Spring Notes Land than I have with real in person people.</p><p>I am reading the first book in the series I liked and enjoyed so much. It Happened One Summer. Sea Captains. I am just a few pages into it...the two sisters from California Movie Star Land have just arrived in a fishing village and are living in an old bar building. Mice in the walls and one sister set fire to something so far. They have a LONG way to go. Tessa Bailey. I am trying to read all her books.</p><p>I had a difficult morning so far....but I seem to be over it.....the morning paper usually straightens out any emotion kinks. And I persevere. I work thru it.</p><p>The Privilege of a Lifetime is to become who you truly are. Carl Jung.</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-20329043561226273182024-03-15T14:15:00.001-04:002024-03-15T14:15:49.702-04:00Spring Notes- Friday March 15th. 40 degrees with 94% humidity. Grocery Day.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh5VdMzvCcI_O50iiv-qkfPz6f007nVyeNpr5ZJQxaZ93Ly7V-6lzzmGDik1cNxdQsZ432sJYctwRfx6cf1Er0r3hnm7RMw0uhQVXm0M5u9nf74-8mm-MEtAuM_Ch3uu9KR4BQ8Oim7w-lmh61HMGRiqd-knOMMGntxEY6DxOXV86Rj8349h7Pwg/s580/SpringCombo-9900000a2804513c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="387" data-original-width="580" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh5VdMzvCcI_O50iiv-qkfPz6f007nVyeNpr5ZJQxaZ93Ly7V-6lzzmGDik1cNxdQsZ432sJYctwRfx6cf1Er0r3hnm7RMw0uhQVXm0M5u9nf74-8mm-MEtAuM_Ch3uu9KR4BQ8Oim7w-lmh61HMGRiqd-knOMMGntxEY6DxOXV86Rj8349h7Pwg/s320/SpringCombo-9900000a2804513c.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Ideas for my planter boxes this year....the Hosta with yellow borders... I think some is growing in the bed under the weeping crab (out front where I haven't raked leaves as yet). I can have it in the planter box and then add to the bed under the tree. <p></p><p>Grocery shopping... I asked a man-- who looked like he knew his way around corned beef (looked like he cooked)-- about what to select for just two people. And we got a flat cut..... which he said "you'll be eating for a few days"..... I went and got a few more potatoes. We had already gotten a cabbage and carrots. Needed to cover the "few days" with extra vegetables for me.</p><p>I also got to scrub the vegetable drawer on the left side of the fridge.......things had gone sideways...and squishy. The sink drain needed work as well and I gagged a bit..... but it's tidy now.</p><p>I bought 6 eggs in case we needed to bake another cake.....or some cookies. The things husband liked are "too sugary" for C. So I have to dig into the recipe box for new ideas.</p><p>The Gone Without a Trace series I am watching every afternoon- getting old....last one was so boring. I never was a big fan of CSI-NY but it's still okay to watch...the Miami one with that carrot headed guy- nope. By 8 pm I am toast so the fact that Criminal Intent is on then......bummer. I may record them to watch from noon to 3pm..</p><p>Still NOT watching News. I read what happened in the morning paper and that is "enough".</p><p>I got six new books at the Library. Well, new to me. I'm reading a two book series about Sea Captains. Manly Men. Tessa Bailey. She wrote some of the other books I have enjoyed this winter. I also got another Jo Baker book for serious reading.</p><p>Oh, and we stopped at the Town Office to pay the semi annual Property Tax Bill. Men were there buying tags for their boats....C had been there recently to get his car tag. </p><p>Oh and C FINALLY found the spot on the dashboard screen to actually shut off the driver's seat heater. On the Jeep.... Husband had it on a very hot setting as he was always COLD. So that box got checked off. I refused to have the heater on my seat.....REFUSED.....</p><p>No more grumbling.</p><p>Be yourself...not the idea of who you think you should be. H D Thoreau.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-88076254733312851832024-03-14T10:53:00.000-04:002024-03-14T10:53:21.859-04:00Winter/Spring Notes- Thursday, March 14th. 43 degrees cloudy Sunshine.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4zojodw8Xu1VKp15-VA4dqEkK2VDIEYuj3zJ53w6QocSBsbA2_bUORFKJVv9llRSB9MOmJnP3-Av_kyuNgfMfe9UEk-W-3-7Aa-sMg1x8Msmg30SiKvmkKSTjUqZB35WfkLUqDFocYR5PArQ_ufhfWQoZs67gcc3Y2wdzqoq3RxvWJZz4DwdhvA/s750/IMG_9451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="721" data-original-width="750" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4zojodw8Xu1VKp15-VA4dqEkK2VDIEYuj3zJ53w6QocSBsbA2_bUORFKJVv9llRSB9MOmJnP3-Av_kyuNgfMfe9UEk-W-3-7Aa-sMg1x8Msmg30SiKvmkKSTjUqZB35WfkLUqDFocYR5PArQ_ufhfWQoZs67gcc3Y2wdzqoq3RxvWJZz4DwdhvA/s320/IMG_9451.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> KZ Stevens. In my morning mailbox. An online class. <p></p><p>I slept. Waking dream of our visit to Russia- brought on by sorting photos before going to bed. It was different. I was not well- in quite a bit of physical pain.....so I don't recall it very clearly.....but the underground train stations had beautiful art. The fish for supper was full of thin bones. The circus we went to smelled of body odor. Intense body odor. I watched a soccer game from my hotel window.</p><p>And then an upsetting movie style dream of a murder in the grocery store parking lot- where I shop every Monday....now, I might be watching too much Without a Trace and CSI New York. Way too much. So I switched last night to watching something worse- ....the melting Arctic Ice which holds methane gas and is NOW melting and letting it escape into the atmosphere. The Space Station is taking infrared photos.</p><p>I am reading an early version of Tessa Bailey's books. Hook, Line and Sinker. Interesting. To see what an author keeps and what they let go. This book is number two, I think, and I need to find number one... if any Library bought the first book.. It Happened One Summer.</p><p>I had the last piece of the Boozie Bundt Cake with Vanilla Ice Cream... last night. My meal planning and eating is not great....I don't think a flour tortilla and cheese is a "meal". I need to do much better.</p><p>Being Authentic is a complicated process. Seek Therapy.</p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-79279902791157548982024-03-13T12:26:00.004-04:002024-03-13T12:26:46.920-04:00Spring Notes- 46 degrees with Sunshine- Sorting papers for the Tax Man. Paying Property Taxes.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzRUYHmJkSRJXgdP7-QVmgBkXmgJfiulrw07tkagEyAzjnHA5vIWg_3fdH5wUbUSrjSzcGlnvF9tS_YqEGjRmq0gwvH5yXimrPDw0rXkafwTzelVwRovAtu6yODNLG7OuoSmbEb_TgoiorUM99q6CuxuNbAAjfGaW9AjC0t6nYTI7cRt1zH1S4Q/s600/240205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="404" data-original-width="600" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzRUYHmJkSRJXgdP7-QVmgBkXmgJfiulrw07tkagEyAzjnHA5vIWg_3fdH5wUbUSrjSzcGlnvF9tS_YqEGjRmq0gwvH5yXimrPDw0rXkafwTzelVwRovAtu6yODNLG7OuoSmbEb_TgoiorUM99q6CuxuNbAAjfGaW9AjC0t6nYTI7cRt1zH1S4Q/s320/240205.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Crashing Waves- Postcards from Provence I think. Brush stokes seem similar.<p></p><p>Sunshine. Opened a window last night....fresh air. </p><p>Dug around in the garage yesterday after abandoning tv...... and found a really good rake.....worked on the garden bed up against the south side of the house.....the daffodils I planted years ago are coming up and the pile of dead leaves was covering them....so I raked...cut back a few things....got contact dermatitis on my hands.</p><p>Everything looks great from inside the house....next time I feel like it...the bed in the island just a few feet away. Raking before things start to poke up thru the leaves. Peonies. Not the ones that caught on fire in the Garden Tractor Fire. </p><p>Only two red flowers left on my amaryllis from Christmas. Then two pots of just leaves.....hopefully feeding the bulb for next year. The Poinsettia from 2022 has red "flower" leaves on it. Odd but certainly entertaining. I think the plants are "forced" in greenhouse to turn red sooner- more so for Christmas. It's interesting and if husband was still here and coherent- the botanist would tell me how and why it happens.</p><p>I had to look it up. Myself.....and that's what I will be doing until I forget how to look things up.</p><p>I was going to find the calendar page with the dementia time line...but then..why? Hospice called the other day to check in with me to see how I was doing, if I needed support etc. When you are released from Hell on Earth, everything else fails to be much trouble at all. Not any trouble,.....and I am sleeping.</p><p>Daughter and her employer came and hooked up husband's trailer....took it...for when they have a smaller hauling job and don't need the large trailer.....one more thing off our "to do" list. Get rid of trailer.</p><p>Just in Time.....getting bored with Missing Persons, and CSI NY. Will need to find a new activity to hold my interest....Reading is also slowing down......I am getting "picky". It happens. I start a book and then say- why am I reading this badly written book???? I ordered two more of Jo Baker's books. They are coming from far away libraries....perhaps in a week or two. I am working my way thru two TEEN books. So far.....okay.</p><p>Well, that's me for today.....the button fell off the pants I was wearing--and guess what-- I can't find it. fell off right in front of me-- and can't find it.....geez. I now have other pants on. And a pile more to choose from if button falls off these....my size these days matches well with the buying of arm loads of 25 cents each pants at the LLBEAN employee bargain store. This pair has a working waist band button..</p><p>Later today- I am going to go searching for buttons...loose buttons...I know they are here...somewhere. And sew a fresh button on those pants.....I liked them. I like the ones I have one as well. All's Well.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-59164601881172037912024-03-12T13:08:00.004-04:002024-03-12T13:08:49.394-04:00Spring Notes- Tuesday March 12th. Sunshine. 43 degrees<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDreWNUhpxK84BAXX3gIL7lOJhdArXq_Uv2seyZXhRIDWMbgwmpPV6stzniO0SYBAWstm1OT2WRVzp5K2cQrLbbUYJKrIR7ssk983Cfm5YX0X5XICILXX1-e-lFlg6H56dI3hKXamRqCLibqQ6b5P8zWdrSucGFxfyFGS6sx1HvtuF9U3wFpvwaA/s600/Victor_Higgins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="493" data-original-width="600" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDreWNUhpxK84BAXX3gIL7lOJhdArXq_Uv2seyZXhRIDWMbgwmpPV6stzniO0SYBAWstm1OT2WRVzp5K2cQrLbbUYJKrIR7ssk983Cfm5YX0X5XICILXX1-e-lFlg6H56dI3hKXamRqCLibqQ6b5P8zWdrSucGFxfyFGS6sx1HvtuF9U3wFpvwaA/s320/Victor_Higgins.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Victor Higgins.<p></p><p>A bit late but I had emails to answer. Plans to make .</p><p>Gosh- Plans. To Make.......wow. Who are you????</p><p>We has gusty winds and rain but now it looks peaceful- the Sun is back and the side ponds are full of water.....like Time Travel back to when this was something that happened EVERY SPRING. </p><p>I am continuing to watch shows about Missing Persons. Gone Without a Trace. Followed by CSI- Miami. Which I do not like as much....if I stick around I transition to Law and Order.</p><p>No news watching....ZERO. I do read the headlines in the Daily Newspaper and skip the ones with The Big Orange Mental Case. Why couldn't his Daddy love him????? Save us all this mess.</p><p>I had my first portion of Roasted Beets....with olive oil and balsamic vinegar. Salt and pepper. Delicious. today I am having a grilled cheese sandwich. With pickles. Crunchy Cheetos. Orange fingers.</p><p>I should have a slice of Boozy Cake before it's all gone.</p><p>This is my goal for today....lunch and Boozie Cake. Absolutely Nothing Else. I sorted paper yesterday for taxes...and now-- I just want o let all of that GO. My Second Half Property Taxes- Four digits starting with a four. Hit me today.....what do I get for this expenditure....exactly what??????</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-77202514499244626332024-03-11T08:43:00.002-04:002024-03-11T08:43:38.814-04:00Winter/Spring Notes- In Maine one never knows......33 degrees- 54% humidity. No Sun.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidTfkCM0pjsbD6r2gWpdzwgEdROXHOwD7Ic0Jui_9rrKon3qceSp1xvY-0utzboJfcFyfSm5-gP4rxc6-7MNBu4Og8NxFjrF5dP9uBUs05WZJawKLpADPOyEmWRG0yXRcJnCKB4IurZarBffRZFgkbOlwKHUqEgFasyNmqN82zJB7FJmUQxq1Lpg/s600/240207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="453" data-original-width="600" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidTfkCM0pjsbD6r2gWpdzwgEdROXHOwD7Ic0Jui_9rrKon3qceSp1xvY-0utzboJfcFyfSm5-gP4rxc6-7MNBu4Og8NxFjrF5dP9uBUs05WZJawKLpADPOyEmWRG0yXRcJnCKB4IurZarBffRZFgkbOlwKHUqEgFasyNmqN82zJB7FJmUQxq1Lpg/s320/240207.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> I have a similar path here...but not that view. No city on the horizon. Just more trees......<p></p><p>I woke and had a weird waking dream...I have them often. Almost like real life but not. More like an Alternative Life. I was packing up and leaving...wondering if my leaving would be noticed.</p><p>We had Sunday Pizza...it was very good. While the oven heated I tucked my three organically farmed beets into the oven.....then took them out to bake the pizza and then back in until they were cooked thru. I will eat them cold with Balsamic vinegar and good olive oil. Salt and pepper. If I had planned ahead successfully- rare these days---a ball of soft mozzarella would be included.</p><p>I have on two rings my late husband gave me as gifts.....they actually fit and aren't "too tight". I think they always fit but were "emotionally too tight". Now they are just rings...no emotions attached to them at all. I tried to find some- emotion--but no...it had dried up and blown away on the wind. Long ago.</p><p>It rained here...pretty hard and most of the day... the side yard (the Dip) is full. The bird baths are full. The back garden bed- between the house and the Septic tank- the daffodils there are about three or four inches tall. Still just green shoots....that bed and others were never cut down before winter. My husband forgot. And I didn't have time. Now I have more Time than I know what to do with.</p><p>I found my fat Mont Blanc fountain pen...and several others.... along with the rings.</p><p>Seek Therapy.</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-45415441736453455262024-03-10T12:00:00.000-04:002024-03-10T12:00:03.533-04:00Spring Notes- On a very very WET Sunday in Maine. Planning to watch British Soccer.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExO9wxWFfLW1MESc4ImRJ5JRRDbUKmpF7rNZ34I6YC-EchyJUFy0ur3Wy4GvX0fHDFmBsg0yZDC_ZWHHHT0MLoH_cf2o6Zi07tDOCREVqOy7NFZEJxz4V2PCdyUMLpVNNzAHgDIthsi1UygLq2vOs9GiBst9hLWuizZyEOUknuiyxl2bbLScwLA/s1024/he-toum-grilled-cheese-mghb-jumbo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="1024" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExO9wxWFfLW1MESc4ImRJ5JRRDbUKmpF7rNZ34I6YC-EchyJUFy0ur3Wy4GvX0fHDFmBsg0yZDC_ZWHHHT0MLoH_cf2o6Zi07tDOCREVqOy7NFZEJxz4V2PCdyUMLpVNNzAHgDIthsi1UygLq2vOs9GiBst9hLWuizZyEOUknuiyxl2bbLScwLA/s320/he-toum-grilled-cheese-mghb-jumbo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Grilled Cheese with Mayo not butter.<p></p><p>So..the Atomic Clock on the wall Sprang forward on it's own. Son's clock radio did the same.</p><p>The Male Cardinal has been here two days in a row...a juvenile, I think...a rather larger female was with him. In the same tree. The male was actually eating seeds off the porch floor... so, a bit smarter.....</p><p>We watched open wheel racing yesterday. At the very start one car smashed into a concrete wall. No one was injured, but his brain must have smacked into the front of his skull????? The Dutch guy won AGAIN. He wins every week.</p><p>Liverpool v Manchester. Soccer. I hope the crowd sings.</p><p>There is some Rugby later.</p><p>Yes, I am quite the Sports Fan. Foreign Sports.</p><p>So.....the Rain is...coming down...the lowest spots on the property have filled with rain water. No ducks. No eagles flying over to snatch up a duck for dinner. son won't come down until 1pm for something- lunch???? 10-1-4-7-10..... I have zero scheduled meals or anything. I just wander thru my day.....open to anything that flies into my thoughts... I did finish my book last night..... the Midnight News. I won't recommend you read it....few people enjoy the books I enjoy...but it's a very good book.</p><p>They are singing....gotta go.</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-20069569433041753902024-03-09T11:29:00.000-05:002024-03-09T11:29:37.502-05:00Winter- Almost Spring Notes---Saturday, March 9th. 37 degrees, overcast..humid.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSmK_LcSN0Uq-1n3G5dPw9mjQntGzlVh_wKSZNrV1SDoaYwEJzCfWMjLxiq__ZEnot9TLo_Lfe9nfbao4o8xH8Av13DHwCXuyidadvlMLQN96u4sOqxGfLW7jzfSz6xe-kBvc_cPvGLZ5UFNN94U6PNaoUKNcaR5diJLHhcurPX7oJIhjO3r3cuA/s600/240213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="448" data-original-width="600" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSmK_LcSN0Uq-1n3G5dPw9mjQntGzlVh_wKSZNrV1SDoaYwEJzCfWMjLxiq__ZEnot9TLo_Lfe9nfbao4o8xH8Av13DHwCXuyidadvlMLQN96u4sOqxGfLW7jzfSz6xe-kBvc_cPvGLZ5UFNN94U6PNaoUKNcaR5diJLHhcurPX7oJIhjO3r3cuA/s320/240213.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Postcard from Provence.<p></p><p>Apples. </p><p>So today....I sent a letter of apology to a gardening friend....I saw her last in a parking lot- the dentist office- It was still summer and husband hadn't fallen yet and gone away in an ambulance the first time. It was a long, long time ago and ...not very long ago at all. it can be both...at the same time. </p><p>She was having a hard time with a bad shoulder and I didn't check in with her as I should have.</p><p>I took a shower this morning and washed my hair again with the lovely Korean shampoo and conditioner.... My hair is soft and curling at the ends...still making me look a bit MAD. Crazy mad...but...old women often look that way...</p><p>Son has his little rice cooker going....making rice for me. It will make a gently chirping beep when the rice is cooked. I have green peas... butter, sweet soy sauce.... a good lunch.</p><p>I also now have vanilla ice cream and will have a slice of Boozy Cake....before it's all gone.</p><p>Connie..... I looked at the Salmon yesterday at the grocery store. I didn't buy it....but did buy beets. Big Fat Dark Red Beets....supposed to be good for one's HEART. We'll see. I will roast them in the oven till they are soft. and then eat them with balsamic vinegar. I also bought shiny. fat, heavy Navel Oranges.... my "Fruit of the Week"...</p><p>Navigate Life with Purpose.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-27311954638227929772024-03-08T13:02:00.001-05:002024-03-08T13:02:21.150-05:00Winter Notes- Friday, March 8th. Sunshine and 66 degrees in the house. Son's Attic is warmer.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdGSxwb8uPxCdbjlxHjFw1ZnHkaNWVWkLoq34OvGjTx_OVD2RUb9lW3fE4PD4kkwvM_7HZkvQCuYoX2qtWDltUFVyTQP7FNfp_q3B74uxoDFbFUSMRD5N5Tp48lhXtnOF3ydCXFDwQIqB2BWzezY9dXS8GwVtytBVGHmB1mZ-IDHEGc28imx-Og/s600/BB_MYR6804web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="406" data-original-width="600" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdGSxwb8uPxCdbjlxHjFw1ZnHkaNWVWkLoq34OvGjTx_OVD2RUb9lW3fE4PD4kkwvM_7HZkvQCuYoX2qtWDltUFVyTQP7FNfp_q3B74uxoDFbFUSMRD5N5Tp48lhXtnOF3ydCXFDwQIqB2BWzezY9dXS8GwVtytBVGHmB1mZ-IDHEGc28imx-Og/s320/BB_MYR6804web.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Don't know what these are.<p></p><p>We sorted batteries again (tested them) and then bought a new pack .....</p><p>I bought a bag of peas....in case Son makes rice in the Magic Rice Cooker.. the frozen corn was great but I prefer frozen green peas with my rice and Sweet Soy Sauce. Picky.</p><p>Breakfast was oatmeal and after shopping was a Cinnamon Raisin Bagel with cream cheese. Toasted.</p><p>Found the basket of crappy acrylic paint bottles....I wanted to paint cloth and make cards again.....send them to people...perhaps for Easter. I have two weeks and only one if I take into account Postal delivery rates (slow). I looked everywhere and then went and looked everywhere a second time....Now they will go into the Art Supply Hall Closet...as soon as I can fit them into that closet. Sigh I was not interested in spending more money on crappy acrylic paint.</p><p>I chose a box of lunch bag sized chip assortment. Expensive but a tiny bagged chips is better than eating an entire large bag. something I have been known to do-- with Crunchy Cheese Things.</p><p>I did not watch the State of the Union address. Or the chit chat after. Recovering News Addict. I also did not vote in the Maine Primary. </p><p>"the flogging will continue until morale improves"</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-35049142129999720212024-03-07T11:21:00.000-05:002024-03-07T11:21:09.339-05:00Winter Notes- Thursday, March 7th. 40 degrees 89% humidity- Rained all night.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIX6un-7QyzasuEOtJKQg2jpBSrOsr06N9hJN5n-A_iGHgcSQ0vw4xWyVkvYqXLB6sI0TCwWJXyr_1NOC2feuiCHwje0B89rmDOCDVmKDR7rlEXuP81KZZJFJxZqSm9ybeNbgjvErlAKkVthWc5n2xGywtRrMeytEoHcgVRjs5dNk2Sp7wUqZ6hA/s580/ohdamneverseenthatcolorblue-9900000a2804513c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="386" data-original-width="580" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIX6un-7QyzasuEOtJKQg2jpBSrOsr06N9hJN5n-A_iGHgcSQ0vw4xWyVkvYqXLB6sI0TCwWJXyr_1NOC2feuiCHwje0B89rmDOCDVmKDR7rlEXuP81KZZJFJxZqSm9ybeNbgjvErlAKkVthWc5n2xGywtRrMeytEoHcgVRjs5dNk2Sp7wUqZ6hA/s320/ohdamneverseenthatcolorblue-9900000a2804513c.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Blues. I hardly have any blue in the gardens....the soil I think, is too sweet. I haven't had any blueberries in the fenced garden in several years.....the bushes age-out and need to be replaced regularly in order to produce berries. I only needed a pint- for one batch of blueberry muffins.<p></p><p>And I don't even need that anymore. My grocery has locally picked berries...in season.</p><p>I think I slept well. I am amazed that I am sleeping....but I have little to worry about. Isn't that something? After years- decades of not being able to fall asleep.......I just go to bed and wake up hours later- and it's morning. Just like millions of regular humans. And now...me.</p><p>I have returned to reading Jo Baker's Midnight News. She also wrote Longbourne..the back stairs Pride and Prejudice of Jane Austin. I bought the book....it's magnificent. I will buy this one as well. It's about the English Blitz- the WWII bombing. And I have in the back of my memory another book I should buy...it will come to me- the title. Before You Knew My Name.....I think that's the one.</p><p>So. a bit chilly today.. Wet outdoors. The side yard out back has filled with more rain water. No ducks. They used to come and swim. Years ago- I've lived here over 30 years......I think. Son will do the math and correct me if I am wrong. I did the math. 33 years. He was still in college.</p><p>"Embrace your inner and outer beauty, your accomplishments and failures"</p><p>I think embracing your failure is where the true work lies.....accepting and moving on. </p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-46891792139972153582024-03-06T10:38:00.002-05:002024-03-06T10:38:17.553-05:00Daily Notes- Wednesday, March 6th. 44 degrees and 97% humidity. Cloudy.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD6hdssf0HtyIShyovezXA00cZ0oXvYO1qdpM9Pt2VTU7fU5M2E0RNFkyccAAYjGEb5fotaYt8DQ6yStAEWkAEtW4PCIkbA0iKbUPj8kNaO155HU6wh823BGT6FC1llzJ1LwxUoKbIJOWZpY79eTZqGkbomq2MgmHdmt5b-4rJMx2bq_4dxTg8iw/s400/07000_01_quickhoopsmovable.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD6hdssf0HtyIShyovezXA00cZ0oXvYO1qdpM9Pt2VTU7fU5M2E0RNFkyccAAYjGEb5fotaYt8DQ6yStAEWkAEtW4PCIkbA0iKbUPj8kNaO155HU6wh823BGT6FC1llzJ1LwxUoKbIJOWZpY79eTZqGkbomq2MgmHdmt5b-4rJMx2bq_4dxTg8iw/s320/07000_01_quickhoopsmovable.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Reminds me of Working At the Greenhouses.<p></p><p>Spring Open Houses in my email box. I recall all those days back when I worked......usually a workshop on something......the refreshments were always a treat...</p><p>I haven't had breakfast yet.....so this will be a short post...I'm hungry.</p><p>Son has showered etc and just reminded me to Eat My Breakfast. </p><p>I don't really have much to write about today....I made a STRONG decision to NOT watch any of the Election Results....not one damned thing I can do about it so...why make myself crazy. Let everyone else be crazy. If I live long enough...there will be books written about this Time Period and explanations of why it all happened......but I doubt anyone will be able to explain it.</p><p>I might actually have to find a new name for the Washing Machine Pages notebooks....somewhere to write about how it feels to be alone...when I wasn't expecting to be alone. This soon. I woke up this morning and remembered dreaming about college and going to class and painting.....perhaps that is something I can make happen...not college but the painting. The I Am Not Doing A Damned Thing Notebooks.</p><p>Wake up the True You.</p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-49931038600062858272024-03-05T12:28:00.001-05:002024-03-05T12:28:17.743-05:00Daily Notes- Tuesday, March 5th 42 degrees 88% humidity.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnDQsBzKUuvVu5wTqLnOKPAQvla6nPE-YbU45h1KyEYHE1hxRLUuHzNB2F-2LXchZAUn24YWvFTkSp9rruZyVRyKsAAjkxqACtwfW4Xk1S3UWYvOZK5lXJFZeIy_nNHvQbFbWzP1WnUbJ3FDZsNELfWciwS8_wtBbkOJav1PUyH2fBzF2uLIHnlg/s600/240110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="491" data-original-width="600" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnDQsBzKUuvVu5wTqLnOKPAQvla6nPE-YbU45h1KyEYHE1hxRLUuHzNB2F-2LXchZAUn24YWvFTkSp9rruZyVRyKsAAjkxqACtwfW4Xk1S3UWYvOZK5lXJFZeIy_nNHvQbFbWzP1WnUbJ3FDZsNELfWciwS8_wtBbkOJav1PUyH2fBzF2uLIHnlg/s320/240110.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Postcard from Provence.<p></p><p>Dunkle today. Meaning Dark. No breeze either. </p><p>I showered and used my Valentine Gift of Grapefruit Shampoo and Conditioner. Wonderful stuff. My hair hasn't looked or felt this good in years? fluffy, silky..... really nice. Thank you Connie.</p><p>I am baking a cake today.....yes, I can't believe it either. Last thing I baked was the Peach Cobbler. Which was really very very good. That was a long time ago....it seems.... but perhaps less than a year? Spring?</p><p>I got lost watching ...Missing Persons- CSI? On Charge channel. I think it was from 2002. I might have watched the series on CBS back in the day (22 years ago) but they seem new to me now. Trying to identify a person from a hand or finger or whatever.......I can't say it's entertaining....but it takes up space in my day...until I can resemble myself again.</p><p>So Cake baking....Son made Magic Rice in his little Rice Cooking Machine that makes soft little beeps. He made extra for me.....I had hot dogs yesterday but will have rice today. With some of the vegetables in the "Massive Bag" in the freezer... Son's words.</p><p>When I grocery shop my intentions are to EAT. But then I don't. Then I just grab bread and cheese and eat that or have soup. Or drink tea. Today I took a shower, washed my hair hoping to restart myself. I even have on one of my long ago favorite shirts...a faded red....I haven't worn in YEARS.... it didn't fit. It's loose. Now.</p><p>I also did a load of laundry.....seems odd not to do the Washing Machine Pages as the machine runs...all on it's own- unsupervised. So many Life Style Changes in so Little Time. On to Baking A Cake............</p><p>"Practice being open and fully present"</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-84977850403169998212024-03-04T11:17:00.002-05:002024-03-04T11:17:15.973-05:00Winter Notes- Monday, March 4th. 48 degrees and 75% humidity.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3RPTgJneyrr8fOKCObco_pI7MRy_Ccu50Opbp2YRfSTohR75sHUPbpqdJjbi5NreFzVXVhyphenhyphenvdeMgSrGMVcL7fddveHaYC-9n2-3TsW21xrKt_eCuhX4HodDRWg75W8fDCke0DVubtWDHuR5OkqCk0XNg5xRzJvEvqHcKUAY7Wgxp_mpmeSjHQmQ/s600/240301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="458" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3RPTgJneyrr8fOKCObco_pI7MRy_Ccu50Opbp2YRfSTohR75sHUPbpqdJjbi5NreFzVXVhyphenhyphenvdeMgSrGMVcL7fddveHaYC-9n2-3TsW21xrKt_eCuhX4HodDRWg75W8fDCke0DVubtWDHuR5OkqCk0XNg5xRzJvEvqHcKUAY7Wgxp_mpmeSjHQmQ/s320/240301.jpg" width="244" /></a></div><br /> Postcard from Provence.<p></p><p>Well, dear Readers.....quite the day for Neighborhood News....the Twins and family will be leaving for Houston Texas. And my cross the street neighbor (21 years) is packing for a move to a small apartment in the Summer. Two houses on the street for sale soon.</p><p>The Times They Are a Changing.</p><p>My oatmeal is cooking in the microwave and my hot pot is heating water for my first coffee of the day. My Life is changing as I type........it's like something was set into motion and there is no stopping it....I just have to wait and see how it all comes out.</p><p>I am feeling quite...odd.</p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-64850159659188849132024-03-03T10:48:00.001-05:002024-03-03T10:48:05.999-05:00Winter Notes- Sunday March 3rd. Clouds. 49 degrees. 99% humidity. Dunkle.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWDjq_GZs6BCKFj-RtZKwu8ZsNX1xQkXGq_kooF-Wx3FSQ1MYDUxmVyh5FTOaZ7CpzFD4lUuvHNI2e57OSo1HrAtjXyGg08LWU6NSg_IT-tifthRBd9yPIUOtTrhPW-iP3hWlRH4xBLVm4YKoFNYtxL3p1gguGgeV8lCq9qlPgN-1luBMzMCIB1A/s600/Victor_Higgins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="493" data-original-width="600" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWDjq_GZs6BCKFj-RtZKwu8ZsNX1xQkXGq_kooF-Wx3FSQ1MYDUxmVyh5FTOaZ7CpzFD4lUuvHNI2e57OSo1HrAtjXyGg08LWU6NSg_IT-tifthRBd9yPIUOtTrhPW-iP3hWlRH4xBLVm4YKoFNYtxL3p1gguGgeV8lCq9qlPgN-1luBMzMCIB1A/s320/Victor_Higgins.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Victor Higgins.<p></p><p>The side yard has filled with rain water... like the days of old..... Next to the birdbath, in front, a slight dip in the grass is also filled with water.....the small birds are bathing......every so often they all lift into the air- 20 or more and swirl around and then drop to the grass again....like a dance of birds.</p><p>No Sun.</p><p>Son filled the porch bird feeders....they are out there eating and making mess on the porch.</p><p>I think we have too much food. Or I am not eating enough on a regular basis????? We don't sit down to eat a meal so that sort of screws things up. But....I did eat my "massive" (son's opinion) bowl of oatmeal this morning and am finishing my coffee. I took my daily morning pills. Nothing much. Vitamins. One all purpose and one for Vision. I also took a Dayquil. My cough is all but gone...but the dry house air sometimes aggravates my breathing. There is no phlegm. Now. So. things are improving.</p><p>Now I am aggravated by my hair. I have a large number of bobby pins holding it down right now but pretty soon my hair will start escaping.....Slowly but Surely.... I could get it cut but right now I am wanting it a bit longer so I can gather it and forget it. tidy. It's anything but "tidy" right now. I look like a Mad Woman. And my face still looks sad and tired....perhaps that is permanent??? I hope not.</p><p>"Be comfortable in your own skin, flaws, foibles, and all"</p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-80616784269412905792024-03-02T12:42:00.001-05:002024-03-02T12:42:48.128-05:00Winter Notes- Saturday, March 2nd. 41 degrees, damp and chilly.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3wKAn_RxQLOee9sWBbmTOViXrvx4V2Jfe8C62B1Nsp8X8gCEFR2gPdkvNU3NBGnWkl_RbntEDaxBHbgQmvkMSEoyBkOXOf3zSDqgtDJdzV9Pj2L4ygtoOa2erF302aRZHs4MjublXFrO7zmkgYy1nEy-QibfSUw5ZvC1CpDq0sG91t4j8iNQpWg/s600/GAfNhvDXoAA5D-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3wKAn_RxQLOee9sWBbmTOViXrvx4V2Jfe8C62B1Nsp8X8gCEFR2gPdkvNU3NBGnWkl_RbntEDaxBHbgQmvkMSEoyBkOXOf3zSDqgtDJdzV9Pj2L4ygtoOa2erF302aRZHs4MjublXFrO7zmkgYy1nEy-QibfSUw5ZvC1CpDq0sG91t4j8iNQpWg/s320/GAfNhvDXoAA5D-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Good Morning....even though it's now past noon here in Maine. Open Wheel Racing...and then some British Soccer (in the rain)....more soccer on right now British?. Maybe. Lutin.<p></p><p>I started a book yesterday. Jo Baker..Midnight News. I'm hooked.</p><p>Son filled the front porch bird feeders so there is a busy time out there.....I think the little guys were getting worried.</p><p>I am noticing an abundance of dust here on the desk....surfaces...I will need to do something about that ...now that I have noticed it.....it's been taken care of. Son has suggested we hire a housekeeper. Floors and surfaces. In March...when I was younger....I washed windows and changed the couch slipcovers on warm (50's) days. I stopped using the slipcovers years ago......</p><p>I stopped doing lots of things years ago. Like regular cooked meals. Once that goes...very difficult to get back into it...I've found. And in the "memory loss years", even holiday meals were not wanted. Or eaten. So things slipped away and I am finding it difficult to get back into regular cooking. Son asked if I was making soup...not that he eats it...but I think he likes the idea of me eating it.</p><p>I've got a start on the new desk calendar...covered up the February days up on top of the March days. It's an odd calendar...carry over days onto of each new fresh page.</p><p>On my desk a list of Authentic Life Notes. One: Failure is proof you took a risk. I'll work on that.</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-35918874330591509202024-03-01T10:14:00.000-05:002024-03-01T10:14:02.085-05:00Winter Notes (is Spring even a possibility?) 21 degrees. Sunshine.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYYzyN_2gRycHOYs_1VIjY7vZt4FlI_JLXvtsLtgHwF2ksrCsv6pQ_j9S9nEpTjyMUO3HIpab_QpW-1ATW4YqUE4GOj4W-i56nyeSmK8qyOdNSNaUldC0Zx94yx1KtGVikOvmD7NJ-ZmEaUqwn_2D4N4-BQqYRqVuLdoc3byoOa0s62o629mTx3A/s438/158707690.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="376" data-original-width="438" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYYzyN_2gRycHOYs_1VIjY7vZt4FlI_JLXvtsLtgHwF2ksrCsv6pQ_j9S9nEpTjyMUO3HIpab_QpW-1ATW4YqUE4GOj4W-i56nyeSmK8qyOdNSNaUldC0Zx94yx1KtGVikOvmD7NJ-ZmEaUqwn_2D4N4-BQqYRqVuLdoc3byoOa0s62o629mTx3A/s320/158707690.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Victor Higgins.<p></p><p>A New Month. March. Marching in. I turned off the TV and read a book. Cleansing.</p><p>Hot dogs for dinner with potato chips. No lunch. An orange.. later. Tea. Dark Chocolate.</p><p>My white hair continues to get messier and wilder. It's not long enough to gather into a rubber band. So that in-between stage...Not short and not long. And the curl is less that usual. The curl usually takes up some of the length......there is a heaviness to it now. </p><p>But then...there is this feeling or not feeling. Being "other" with me right now....so the hair could just be one more thing that feels odd or foreign.</p><p>Transactional Immunity. laughing...i have heard that on MSNBC. These new words run thru my mind. Perhaps that's what my hair wants- Transactional Immunity. </p><p>Grocery Shopping Day. Son and I will disagree regarding oatmeal and toilet paper... I do not think a third of a box of oatmeal or two rolls of toilet paper is ENOUGH for the coming week.. Yes, I did just buy that box of oatmeal. and yes, Son says I eat a MASSIVE BOWL of it each morning....one cup dry mixed with water in the microwave each morning.......until summer when I eat Bran Flakes. And toilet paper. sigh.</p><p>I am buying more squares of dark chocolate this week......</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-91104394061629562812024-02-29T11:31:00.004-05:002024-02-29T11:31:37.331-05:00Winter Notes- Thursday. February 29th. 27 degrees 35% humidity. Very different from 54 yesterday.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWiUAUqeHyxeUACfe1lzheO5pv7ocsuMG3BSVCL91T8bv__WV5V_SUL2keVm5JTN18iWXygvJ0zHPHkUcyYS3JiLFTQN59dVGWNDIBq_QBD97JwmFOW4-ADSMcbcnAcLqdoyFqMWhCYs398W5UbTl5mZF6bLIrN0ysRb8GZS5BwOpC4aEJWmxE7w/s600/GAfNhvDXoAA5D-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWiUAUqeHyxeUACfe1lzheO5pv7ocsuMG3BSVCL91T8bv__WV5V_SUL2keVm5JTN18iWXygvJ0zHPHkUcyYS3JiLFTQN59dVGWNDIBq_QBD97JwmFOW4-ADSMcbcnAcLqdoyFqMWhCYs398W5UbTl5mZF6bLIrN0ysRb8GZS5BwOpC4aEJWmxE7w/s320/GAfNhvDXoAA5D-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Today we have Sunshine and Cold. The warm weather of yesterday has moved on. Even with my thermal cotton shirt and my wool sweater I am a bit chilled. I always have on socks....I was born with ice cold feet.<p></p><p>So. already Thursday. Library, Grocery Store Tomorrow. Time is flying past this week. For the first time in quite a long time. I must be getting better, huh? Returning to Regular Programming.</p><p>Son is having some difficulty with the temperature swings....yesterday he went and registered his car and got a Maine license plate. He and another new Mainer from New Jersey got the Maine "speech" regarding car registration etc. Then he went to lunch and had a very nice beer and sandwich at the Pub. the sandwich could have been better....chip off the Mom Block.</p><p>Anyway. It's colder today. Spring isn't here in Maine as yet. There are still places on the lawn with snow and ice. My Lunch Buddy asked for my Lawn Mower Guy's numbers.....her husband is older than mine was and he had also started a lawn fire last year......so.......eventually the Lawn Guys could be doing the entire street. We've all Aged Out.</p><p>Lunch Buddy also finally took her Volvo in for servicing....she said the check engine light had been on for awhile...Now I know what "awhile" means in my head but not a clue what it meant in her head. But I think it was.....a while.........Volvo repairs are expensive....I do remember that. And I never owned a Volvo. but I really really did want one. I got a BMW Z3 instead. Convertible. My mid life crisis car. Loved it.</p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-13090582894220590532024-02-28T12:10:00.001-05:002024-02-28T12:10:33.975-05:00Winter Notes- Wednesday, February 28th. Wet. It's raining 49 degrees with 99% humidity.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0jtGpwocsBK8EoATz3GQTg0cqiZZP6fh4gRUs7d-s6OExsdZmrAGFFI030A1FhGUAPeH35omWFe06wVUsQT2Pf6ef0HEJG-8Gdosds5EcaFegRiOSmGD8ymsLLYYhY0HWSYJVy_SBtp3cp6g3HfG3GLmb69I1Z6xgLCaiiRv1KI83DH4WcyMcOw/s1024/29souprex-french-wpfh-jumbo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0jtGpwocsBK8EoATz3GQTg0cqiZZP6fh4gRUs7d-s6OExsdZmrAGFFI030A1FhGUAPeH35omWFe06wVUsQT2Pf6ef0HEJG-8Gdosds5EcaFegRiOSmGD8ymsLLYYhY0HWSYJVy_SBtp3cp6g3HfG3GLmb69I1Z6xgLCaiiRv1KI83DH4WcyMcOw/s320/29souprex-french-wpfh-jumbo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Gosh, Onion Soup on a day like today sounds like Heaven In a Bowl. Wish I had some.<p></p><p>I have the house lights on. The Morning newspaper --my only thoughts are- what is wrong with people? Where did all this hate come from???? Was it always there but no one had given it oxygen before.</p><p>I am depressed about living the last years of my Life listening to this crap endlessly. We are ALL humans. Nothing different inside our bodies and hearts... but in our minds- which we control....there is no need for all this hate. No need for it. </p><p>Perhaps this comes to me naturally as I was integrated from kindergarten thru fourth grade. Children came in different shapes and colors and it was all as it should be.....then we moved to a neighborhood where everyone was one color. It wasn't until college that I saw all the other colors again and it felt real again. And now I live in a state where we are mostly one color again. And it doesn't feel right.</p><p>I have more to say but this is not that kind of blog. It was once - at the very beginning about cloth and making things....and then about gardening.....and then about books.....things that interested me and I wanted to share... </p><p>Now I share my bereavement. Comfortable in my own skin: with flaws, foibles and all.</p><p>My neighbor and I had a lovely lunch yesterday.</p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-1063797126581344952024-02-27T11:02:00.000-05:002024-02-27T11:02:04.811-05:00Winter Notes- Tuesday, February 27th. 40 degrees 89% humidity. Cloudy.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMykpwg-79T63jzfVHYeoSHTdZNhWS4eD8fNuaBnbequs6j7sX9XFdhrZ-4wpJNpt_OyRcE6x-h74zC8PVqnzMY2XV1Y4QC2CzljKGUvCZvEgK15yB28C7tWwGuyI7AViIPbE2SWHKa9ZqXcyW1iKkkxMkH0Qj1lH-zq4xfVg-v3HtjwamCpK2w/s600/Higgins-Rio-Grande-Spring-Oil-on-panel-SLR-c.-1940-NF-21768-JH-_DSC1814b-WEB-scaled-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="416" data-original-width="600" height="222" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMykpwg-79T63jzfVHYeoSHTdZNhWS4eD8fNuaBnbequs6j7sX9XFdhrZ-4wpJNpt_OyRcE6x-h74zC8PVqnzMY2XV1Y4QC2CzljKGUvCZvEgK15yB28C7tWwGuyI7AViIPbE2SWHKa9ZqXcyW1iKkkxMkH0Qj1lH-zq4xfVg-v3HtjwamCpK2w/s320/Higgins-Rio-Grande-Spring-Oil-on-panel-SLR-c.-1940-NF-21768-JH-_DSC1814b-WEB-scaled-3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Higgins Rio Grand.<p></p><p>Stranger Than Truth Weather here in Maine. In February. </p><p>Nicole Wallace was back in her seat on MSNBC yesterday. That was exciting for all of her devoted fans. I watched most of the show and it got really intense for awhile. My Lunch Buddy was happy to see the replacement gone.....she didn't bother me...Buddy thought her straight stare and staccato voice was disturbing. I thought she was just nervous- Nicole was more than likely watching.</p><p>Izzy. Must have been difficult leaving her at home.</p><p>So I am going lunch today. With my Lunch buddy. The Flu and COVID germs her family shared for the past months have cleared. She has a grandson in high school. Spring and they will get on the road to tour more colleges. </p><p>I walked around and tried to think of a project- some handwork to do when I didn't feel like reading. I usually do handwork while watching TV. TV, in itself, does not hold my interest. Even Law and Order.</p><p>If I am not involved...then my mind tends to wander.....and then I change channels and finally shut the TV off. And then I sit and wonder what I will do NOW. The book I am reading is a good one... so that helps. But really, I think I am boring myself ........nothing much happens here... today I am concentrating on the funny sound I "think" the fridge is making...but when I step closer- it isn't making any noise. </p><p>Really...this is how I spent the morning. 29 minutes until I go OUT to lunch.</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-50283059806376928392024-02-26T11:52:00.002-05:002024-02-26T11:52:16.365-05:00Winter Notes- Monday February 26th. 38 degrees with Sunshine.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3VqO2oOWkwdxCAo-ZZW5O1mm4A7IqL_rMBSRPF4A9ARQ1eGbinw5wQA_MtrK7JSBYRSk5BbZ73VgM9BIw3FbXont_oqp5d_TniNgVG5uRGAKb5NnsjpHHeJLs89PhsT8shugeXwBtnGyrWaOcM1jIgbndJfn-c3uG4M7LB0fJJFmT5GoPiP013w/s1200/0213_hero-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="1200" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3VqO2oOWkwdxCAo-ZZW5O1mm4A7IqL_rMBSRPF4A9ARQ1eGbinw5wQA_MtrK7JSBYRSk5BbZ73VgM9BIw3FbXont_oqp5d_TniNgVG5uRGAKb5NnsjpHHeJLs89PhsT8shugeXwBtnGyrWaOcM1jIgbndJfn-c3uG4M7LB0fJJFmT5GoPiP013w/s320/0213_hero-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Pancake Day is coming up...28th. Wednesday.<p></p><p>We had Sunday Pizza yesterday and instead of American Football I watched Rugby. France- Italy. It is a brutal game with some identity with American Football. That circle pile thing with the ball "pooping" out and then all hell breaks loose....I don't understand it. The running and tossing the ball- I saw Miami do that in a Super Bowl and it really should happen more often in American Football. And those enormous thighs....from doing that circle pile thing. The penalty for touching the REF must be substantial. </p><p>There was no Soccer. Or there was but I was too late. So I had a glass of wine with the pizza.</p><p>I usually watch tv on cable in the three digit numbers but...watched the rugby on the four digit station. Then watched some Hallmark there as well... different. I might have to go over there more often. Sense and Sensibility... It was pretty awful.....the clothes were actually the best part and the hair and location...BUT....being Hallmark it was "in British slang"- all horse and no saddle. Actually filmed in England I think???</p><p>Of the four Austen Hallmark Movies- best for location, clothes, hair and horses. Not much else.</p><p>I lost track of who was dating whom.....And I've read the book. And seen the excellent movie. PBS.</p><p>So. Son reported some light snow over night...melted before I got out of bed... earlier than the past few days....so what ever has bothered me- I am getting past it......it's been four months. I no longer feel like I have one of those black clouds hanging over me all day....sigh. Life Goes On.</p><p>Hot Dogs for Luncheon today....yeah!!!</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-44535151594033951182024-02-25T13:09:00.003-05:002024-02-25T13:09:53.833-05:00Winter Notes- Sunday February 25th. 28 degrees, sunshine and 50% humidity.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQPTpNb5VJWC0ncyIfG4JqpHQwyYxtcaAk0BOd-pIxPPfmiWrHBFGNCvhVUevgL7q8tCIc1IHtC354ohIAyWWhshOX2yC8FBBnn88hewMFVVpz3HnIlEQ797C67XmGL6Mwl3NZnLgqj6r3m3XvrIzYvoCTS3JDwEdFAUHYrC1jyoVBA8i1LzncQ/s900/mockingbird-in-holly-bush-9900000000079e3c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="900" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQPTpNb5VJWC0ncyIfG4JqpHQwyYxtcaAk0BOd-pIxPPfmiWrHBFGNCvhVUevgL7q8tCIc1IHtC354ohIAyWWhshOX2yC8FBBnn88hewMFVVpz3HnIlEQ797C67XmGL6Mwl3NZnLgqj6r3m3XvrIzYvoCTS3JDwEdFAUHYrC1jyoVBA8i1LzncQ/s320/mockingbird-in-holly-bush-9900000000079e3c.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Mockingbird.<p></p><p>I went to bed at 11pm and got out of bed at 11am. I think I might have gotten 7 or 8 hours of good sleep. I stayed in bed because...I really had no reason to get out of bed.......sounds like I am tipping over to depression doesn't it.? I need to find something creative to get me interested...the reading is no longer doing that for me. I found a new station Charger with Law and Order from 8 to 11pm every week day.</p><p>I watched three episodes and then went to bed. Better than Primary Election Returns.</p><p> When I finally got up, I dressed and made my coffee and oatmeal...read the Sunday News....and did two Sudoko Puzzles....I never actually finish them.....I get as far as I can go, count my answers and circle the total. For awhile there I was doing one of the "jump the pegs till only one is left" games.... I had varied results on that. I was also doing the puzzle daughter gave to husband and I. We would do them together at breakfast. I tried doing them with son but he finished pretty much instantly while I was still working on mine...what actually held my interest with husband was that we had very different solutions...and it was a good exercise for him.</p><p>Anyway. Today is Sunday Pizza. I watched Soccer yesterday and had hoped there would be another game today....It's on USA so I will look and see...but the game will not match up to pizza time. Open Wheel Racing hasn't started as yet....Son loves watching that. I am learning about Open Wheel Racing.. and with Racing we are trying to do Nachos. Change things up a bit.</p><p>It was supposed to rapidly warm up today...I guess not. But the Sunshine is welcome at any temperature here in Maine. And that's about all I have to share today...</p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-20401488391488286932024-02-24T11:41:00.003-05:002024-02-24T11:41:55.202-05:00Winter Notes- Saturday. February 24th- 31 degrees and sunshine.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7ATPg2UfHwJqKLWW8oi56DwZR5Ialel91zXjaVbu4pUdskPnTUABvXE22Fn78mv_bgUOccwZGtuG6SL8yqpmi4Tg0OQl16oO5blTIkXCMTYUwPQw_mm9DgJAG2EWVu51dxSOzJHCK8FDuPEvuplq3L_nv1qOOzVDKQImADkoW4fsVbitOVRLGw/s980/vibrant-pink-and-white-summer-flowering-cosmos-royalty-free-image-1653499726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="980" data-original-width="980" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7ATPg2UfHwJqKLWW8oi56DwZR5Ialel91zXjaVbu4pUdskPnTUABvXE22Fn78mv_bgUOccwZGtuG6SL8yqpmi4Tg0OQl16oO5blTIkXCMTYUwPQw_mm9DgJAG2EWVu51dxSOzJHCK8FDuPEvuplq3L_nv1qOOzVDKQImADkoW4fsVbitOVRLGw/s320/vibrant-pink-and-white-summer-flowering-cosmos-royalty-free-image-1653499726.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />This might be a repeat...I am cleaning out the picture file. Cosmos.<p></p><p>I went to bed at 9:30pm and got out of bed at 9:30 am. Twelve hours. I was tired. Really tired. And now I feel well rested.....I think during the, perhaps YEARS, of husband's decline---I was awake a lot- on alert. And now ...getting used to being "off duty" I can just go to bed and sleep......just sleep. It feels good. No dreams so...I know that is not really great but perhaps dreams will return someday.</p><p>I had an assortment of things to eat yesterday. Nothing I would call "a meal". I am really thinking- when is the last time I actually had a meal at home? Christmas? I mean, I cook food but will just carry the bowl to the table or to the couch and eat it and then carry the bowl to the sink...is this a meal?</p><p>This actually might be the way people in 2024 eat. Walking around the house....spooning food into their mouth. Carrying a sandwich on other days while looking out the back window...or eating a pear looking ou the front window at the mess the birds have made of the birdseed in the feeders.</p><p>C and I are not on the same schedule. Well..he has a schedule and I do not.</p><p>I read the morning paper, ate my oatmeal, took my pills and am finishing up my cup of instant coffee. I did as much of the sudoko puzzle in the paper as I could....13 numbers. Some mornings- I get only single digits. I haven't actually completed a puzzle....ever.</p><p>I am reading Dumpling by Julie Murphy. YA book. This book was made into a Hallmark Movie but I have never seen it on tv. I would like to. Jennifer Anniston plays the mother. Another book I love is also a movie - The Hating Game. I have no idea where it is shown. </p><p>National Pancake Day- February 28th....</p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17862494.post-18950073570630738222024-02-23T12:50:00.002-05:002024-02-23T12:50:41.491-05:00Winter Notes- Friday, February 23rd. 37 degrees and raining.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7w5RuEYnWZhn-wlBVXdbdnUyhmdvCSua-1agR4IvxcQ5YkFUA6wNtqTSak3SsN1PnvH1ZJo7acLxM43B4jaTS1hISweRa9yrRhcGAxr1Rmt-PUupQhW2OVkbHIkLRDD7AWD47PcbhmmLdAbqGoZeTgmY1BiGcuZImbTtRg4JfKL-XTNkSvPrg1g/s600/il_1588xN.4843478000_dgkz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="600" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7w5RuEYnWZhn-wlBVXdbdnUyhmdvCSua-1agR4IvxcQ5YkFUA6wNtqTSak3SsN1PnvH1ZJo7acLxM43B4jaTS1hISweRa9yrRhcGAxr1Rmt-PUupQhW2OVkbHIkLRDD7AWD47PcbhmmLdAbqGoZeTgmY1BiGcuZImbTtRg4JfKL-XTNkSvPrg1g/s320/il_1588xN.4843478000_dgkz.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> Dismal and Raining.<p></p><p>Yesterday I watched PBS. An hour about an artist. Alan Magee I think. I don't want to go searching right now. I have it in my TiVo storage. I like watching it. This image only slightly reminds me of his work. I also watched PBS and Leonardo......who may have copied other's work and then improved on their ideas.</p><p>Magee painted his paint box---I loved the image.</p><p>I am staying away from MSNBC--yesterday and today. Alabama. Supreme Court. Putin. Not a world I want to live in.</p><p>We did Library and Grocery. I got books. Nothing that excites me. I was going to select off the 7 days shelves as we come to the library every 7 days....but none of the books I wanted to read were there. And I didn't feel like reading the inside covers.... I woke from a..not disturbing...but a thinking about it dream. And now I can't recall it so...I am just waiting for the thoughts to drift back into my mind.</p><p>Son ventured out to the DMV and got his new Maine Driver's License yesterday. Paper now and the real one in a week or two. Now he needs to register his car. He was number 61 so the DMV had a busy day? Went Sam and I went- number 13 was close to the 8 am starting time.</p><p>Yesterday, My mind was traveling back and forth- present, past, future. When I do that, it wears me out. </p><p>I chose Hot Dogs for this week. And got some very crisp chicken nuggets from the Hot Bar. I also got Bagels and cream cheese. I got Oatmeal. Used the very last of the old box for breakfast- thank goodness today was shopping day. I also got Bran Flakes. For cold cereal days. I stood in front of the beets.... I love them roasted with olive oil and Balsamic vinegar....I did not get them. Next week. I still have two sweet potatoes.... I selected three smooth skinned heavy navel oranges for my fruit....</p><p>I took several books back to the library unread. And I spent time trying to recall a book I liked....finally I remembered the title. It's in my bookcase. </p><p>Okay that is all I have...I am waiting to hear if the lander on the Moon is working...they said the signal was weak. Fingers crossed......I am a big fan of space exploration.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Joanne Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01623855664379207620noreply@blogger.com0