Every year summer gets more precious. It's the time when I have time. The rest of the year goes by in a blur of getting up early, getting off to work, getting home from work, household chores, some reading or tv and to bed. Weekends are catch up time, cooking and cleaning for the week to come. I have had 3 weeks of vacation so far, and if you could see my notebook, every day was planned. I'm ready for some unplanned time! I am also hoping do a bit more blogging for me. No one who I followed blogs anymore, so I don't think my little blog will pop up on anyone's radar. This will be just for me. My picture for the day is one I took in June on a county road in Swift Co. while visiting graveyards with my mother.
This picture has everything. Color and content. I couldn't resist snapping the pic.
Monday, July 1, 2013
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Happy Mother's Day
Now blogger has gone and changed its layout, just like FB. Argg.... Let's see if I can figure this out. Anyways, if I could take 2 days and let them never end, I would choose these past 2 days. Bob is gone fishing, Hans is working and I have spend two glorious days doing what I want. The weather has hovered around 72 degrees, sunny skies, LOVELY!! I have heard from my children with phone calls, cards and flowers.
I have called my mother, so my Mother's Day is complete. Yesterday I ran errands without a timetable ticking in my ear, and the same today as I wandered in a couple greenhouses as I began my annual flower buying spree. I ate when I was hungry, walked the dog during the afternoon, sat outside, pulled weeds, washed everything, including bedding, bathroom rugs and dog beds and hung them on the lines outside to dry. This is all it takes to make me happy. Now I hope I can figure out a new background, instead of the April rain, cut out the Sunday coupons, and settle in with some knitting to watch the Survivor Finale! Paradise!
I have called my mother, so my Mother's Day is complete. Yesterday I ran errands without a timetable ticking in my ear, and the same today as I wandered in a couple greenhouses as I began my annual flower buying spree. I ate when I was hungry, walked the dog during the afternoon, sat outside, pulled weeds, washed everything, including bedding, bathroom rugs and dog beds and hung them on the lines outside to dry. This is all it takes to make me happy. Now I hope I can figure out a new background, instead of the April rain, cut out the Sunday coupons, and settle in with some knitting to watch the Survivor Finale! Paradise!
Saturday, April 21, 2012
WeAreAllOne (Borrowing title from my sister)
Last week I encountered one of the most heartbreaking sights I've ever seen. At an intersection that gets busy with morning traffic, I noticed at least a dozen wild turkeys, some in full plumage, standing as sentinels all along the curb on my left. They were watching two toms in the road who were standing over a large feathered breast of a hen as far as I could tell.
I thought to myself that that was a sorrowful sight, but it was made even more so when a head lifted slowly up from the supposed dead bird. One of the toms immediately spread his wings around her and beat them as to either comfort, protect, or try to guide her off the concrete. By this time my left turn signal went green and I had to go. I could barely speak and I definitely could not stop the tears. These large wild birds suffered a loss to their own kind and I felt it keenly in my own breast.
P.S. After that emotional morning, I have seen the turkeys almost daily. Many times they are simply standing on the grass, but just as often they are in the road. At 6:30 a.m. the traffic is light and most cars slow down and go around. I've tried honking but it does nothing. I'm afraid that will not be the last wild turkey death in the neighborhood.
I thought to myself that that was a sorrowful sight, but it was made even more so when a head lifted slowly up from the supposed dead bird. One of the toms immediately spread his wings around her and beat them as to either comfort, protect, or try to guide her off the concrete. By this time my left turn signal went green and I had to go. I could barely speak and I definitely could not stop the tears. These large wild birds suffered a loss to their own kind and I felt it keenly in my own breast.
P.S. After that emotional morning, I have seen the turkeys almost daily. Many times they are simply standing on the grass, but just as often they are in the road. At 6:30 a.m. the traffic is light and most cars slow down and go around. I've tried honking but it does nothing. I'm afraid that will not be the last wild turkey death in the neighborhood.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Spring Break 2012
I don't know why I didn't take a picture of the real one, but this gives you a good idea. I have looked at these recipes and wanted to give them a try, so now I may sometime. Of course it was delicious! Thursday I went to lunch with my niece Jessica and then Hans and I went to "The Hunger Games". It was really good, but so hard to get all the book in a 2 hour movie. These next 2 days are unhurried cleaning, laundry, sorting through a closet or 2 and some cooking. 80 degrees tomorrow, so I may poke around the gardens and see what's coming up and start my lists. Truly, spring is my favorite season.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Nascar
Last Sunday I attended my first Nascar race. If I had to describe it to you, the first word would be LOUD. So happy we thought of bringing ear plugs. I couldn't have sat there without them. Next word, LOUD!. Oops, said that already, so maybe it would be DIRTY. So much invisible dust from tires in the air. Whenever we applied some more sunscreen, we had streaks of dirt on our skin. Even my fingernails were dirty.
A lot of people love Nascar though. I really think I prefer it on TV IF I watch it. You can't hear a thing. Not even the person next to you. So even though you see all these people, it's a very isolated "sport". At least at a basketball or football game you can engage in conversation.
Also the cars go a lot faster than it seems on TV. The aqua car in about 8th position is Matt Kenseth from my hometown. Our 2 kids in Vegas and their significant others came with to enjoy the day. We parked a few hours before race time and had some fun tailgating.
A lot of people love Nascar though. I really think I prefer it on TV IF I watch it. You can't hear a thing. Not even the person next to you. So even though you see all these people, it's a very isolated "sport". At least at a basketball or football game you can engage in conversation.
Also the cars go a lot faster than it seems on TV. The aqua car in about 8th position is Matt Kenseth from my hometown. Our 2 kids in Vegas and their significant others came with to enjoy the day. We parked a few hours before race time and had some fun tailgating.
So I don't really get this "planking" but it was the object of quite a few pics. We had great weather and soaked in the kids' spool(spa/pool)daily. Except for a flight delay on our way home, we had fun!
Friday, February 17, 2012
Fleeting February
Tomorrow is February 18 and I can hardly believe it. I am 2 weeks into using Efudex on my head. Bob is using a Q-tip to apply the POISON to my head and so far it's not too bad. I have discovered a couple new ways to wear my hair. If I put my hair up immediately after getting out of the shower, I can twist it and clip on one of those lobster claw type barrettes and the ends of my hair sweep over the top of my head and stay there all day hiding the "spot". I have gotten a few compliments on this style. I can also put it in a high bun and sort of twist the hair on the top, use a couple bobby pins, and you can't see any of the bald spot either. It's a nice break from scarves.
Two weeks ago we went to Westby to attend the Snowflake Ski Jump. The weather was perfect, the ski hill made snow, and we were able to spend most of the weekend outside. Here is a picture of Bob and I and the Snowflake princess. I'm not sure how she got in the picture, but I guess it's OK :)
There were ski jumpers from all around the world. I wanted to get this picture so I could send it to Stein and tell him the jumpers from Norway were there. It's amazing to watch the skiers jump, flatten their bodies over their skis and then manage to land without getting hurt.
We stayed at Bob's cousins place out in the 'coolies' near Coon Valley. They built a log house out of all recycled materials they've been collecting for years. Lots of people wouldn't care for their style, but I love it. They love having people there too and we always have a good time with them. Here's a couple pictures of all of us and their house.
Two weeks ago we went to Westby to attend the Snowflake Ski Jump. The weather was perfect, the ski hill made snow, and we were able to spend most of the weekend outside. Here is a picture of Bob and I and the Snowflake princess. I'm not sure how she got in the picture, but I guess it's OK :)
There were ski jumpers from all around the world. I wanted to get this picture so I could send it to Stein and tell him the jumpers from Norway were there. It's amazing to watch the skiers jump, flatten their bodies over their skis and then manage to land without getting hurt.
We stayed at Bob's cousins place out in the 'coolies' near Coon Valley. They built a log house out of all recycled materials they've been collecting for years. Lots of people wouldn't care for their style, but I love it. They love having people there too and we always have a good time with them. Here's a couple pictures of all of us and their house.
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