We were up around 8 a.m. this morning, and after breakfast, I did a treadmill session and resistance exercises, as usual. Around 9:30, Hubbie left to go to a Master Gardener meeting.
Once I was ready for the day, Mother came over, and we worked on a couple of projects. She made a greeting card for a friend of ours, who will be honored at a retirement reception at the Extension Services office next Monday evening. This lady has served as a secretary for the agency for 45 years. We've known her for at least 20 of those years.
While Mother was doing that, I manipulated a photo on my computer, printed it, and framed it as my contribution to the silent auction of the arts council fundraising event later this month. The deadline for submitting art work was last Tuesday, but the director said she would extend it for me, since I was sick for a while, and then we made two back-to-back trips. So I'll take the photo to the gallery tomorrow night during the Second Friday events downtown.
After that, I made a batch of orange pecans, which will be my contribution to the refreshment table at the art gallery for Second Friday events. This is a very good recipe, submitted by a community theater friend to an arts cookbook several years ago. It calls for fresh orange juice, grated orange peel, and sugar, brought to a boil. Then pecan halves are added a few at a time until the syrup is absorbed. The recipe calls for the juice of one orange, peel grated from the orange, a cup of sugar, and two cups of pecans, but I halved the recipe, since I felt I'd only need a small dish of them...there will be lots of other goodies on the table.
Hubbie came back from his meeting at noon, bringing several gardening books that another Master Gardener was giving away, because she is moving and trying to get rid of things. One interesting book he brought back for Mother and me is called "The American Girls Handy Book." It's first copyright is 1887, and it had a fifth printing in 1993. I don't know if it's still in print or not.
The book describes itself as "an end-of -the-century publication for young ladies, instructing them in such hobbies as fancy needlework, handmade dolls, china painting, painting in oils, heraldic painting, preservation of wild flowers, and many others." We looked through it, and there are several crafts we'd like to try, even though we are no longer "young ladies." Just reading the book is fun, and the black and white illustrations are wonderful.
After a lunch of sandwiches, made with the leftover chicken from last night, with lettuce from Mother's garden, plus cottage cheese or chips, Hubbie went in search of marigolds and impatiens for Mother. Not much luck. He did find some dwarf zinnias that will do, and some white impatiens. Mother would prefer colors, but will settle for the white. A nursery lady offered to give Hubbie some wilted marigolds free, and he took her up on them. He and Mother feel that if planted near the tomato plants, the marigolds, though way past their prime, will still help keep aphids off the tomato vines.
Speaking of tomato plants, ours have tiny green fruit on them, but it'll still be weeks before they will be ready for the table. Since that is so, Hubbie and I stopped by the roadside vendor's truck this afternoon during our errand-running and bought tomatoes. This vendor plies his wares right out in the sun, though, so I don't know how long he'll be able to stay there. He tried putting a canopy up, but a wind destroyed it. Today, I picked up not only tomatoes, but yellow and zucchini squash, and a cantaloupe.
For supper, Hubbie and I had Mexican casserole, which is one that I cooked a few weeks ago and portioned out for the freezer. With the casserole, we had a garden lettuce salad, with tomatoes, squashes, mushrooms, and Vidalia onions.
I checked the eagle nest, and nothing exciting is going on there. The mother is calmly standing there, looking out over the trees and lake, and the baby is hunkered down beside her. From time-to-time, he walks around and flexes his wings. At one point, he stretched up to look out over the territory (yearning to take flight, I wonder?).
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Photos of Hostas
This season, the hostas are particularly spectacular...maybe they loved all the rainy days we had in May.Photos of Lilies
While walking around the yard with Hubbie yesterday evening, I shot this photos of the beautiful lilies that are growing in a couple of gardens he has cultivated on the west side of the house. The vivid colors are always a joy to behold, but it's too bad they don't last longer.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Wednesday, June 10
We were up about 7:30 this morning, and after breakfast, I did my usual treadmill and weight exercises. After getting ready for the day, I devised season pass tickets, compliments of the community theater, to be used at a silent auction fundraiser for the arts council. The event is scheduled for later this month. Then I searched for and printed a photo that I will hand tint as my contribution to the silent auction.
Those two tasks took most of the morning. After lunch, Mother came over. She is still coughing, but says she feels stronger today. She insisted on preparing chicken in the slow cooker for our supper. She said she has to keep moving to keep from losing all her strength, but she did sit and relax once the chicken was cooking. I'm watchful of her to make sure she doesn't overdo it.
Hubbie spent the afternoon working in the yard. I toured the yard with him right after lunch. The lilies, in a variety of pretty colors, are in full bloom. After I came back indoors, I spent quite a bit of time catching up my blogs.
The well-seasoned chicken, cooked with onions, bell peppers, garlic, and various spices, along with potatoes, was delicious, served with butter beans for Hubbie and me, and Lima beans for Mother.
This evening, we watched TV, as usual. It's also business as usual at the eagle's nest. The mother is spending more time away from the nest, it seems. The baby was alone tonight, as he was last night when I checked.
Those two tasks took most of the morning. After lunch, Mother came over. She is still coughing, but says she feels stronger today. She insisted on preparing chicken in the slow cooker for our supper. She said she has to keep moving to keep from losing all her strength, but she did sit and relax once the chicken was cooking. I'm watchful of her to make sure she doesn't overdo it.
Hubbie spent the afternoon working in the yard. I toured the yard with him right after lunch. The lilies, in a variety of pretty colors, are in full bloom. After I came back indoors, I spent quite a bit of time catching up my blogs.
The well-seasoned chicken, cooked with onions, bell peppers, garlic, and various spices, along with potatoes, was delicious, served with butter beans for Hubbie and me, and Lima beans for Mother.
This evening, we watched TV, as usual. It's also business as usual at the eagle's nest. The mother is spending more time away from the nest, it seems. The baby was alone tonight, as he was last night when I checked.
Tuesday, June 9
We slept late today, and after breakfast I hopped on the treadmill for a 35-minute session, and then did resistance exercises. After that, I did household chores until lunch time.
After lunch, Hubbie and I ran errands...to pick up the local newspapers that were held while we were gone, and to the WDCS to get the photos I'd left yesterday for one-hour printing, as well as other incidentals.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in this-and-that tasks and reading the Sunday and local newspapers until 5 p.m., when I went to an arts council meeting. That lasted until after 6 p.m. Back home, we had a supper of leftovers from camp, and then I went to a community theater board meeting, which drug on until about 9:30 p.m.
I'd left Hubbie watching old TV westerns. When I got home, he was enjoying a big bowl of popcorn, but he stopped munching long enough to pop me a bowl full. It takes me a while to wind down after an active evening like tonight, so it was about 11 p.m. before we got to bed.
After lunch, Hubbie and I ran errands...to pick up the local newspapers that were held while we were gone, and to the WDCS to get the photos I'd left yesterday for one-hour printing, as well as other incidentals.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in this-and-that tasks and reading the Sunday and local newspapers until 5 p.m., when I went to an arts council meeting. That lasted until after 6 p.m. Back home, we had a supper of leftovers from camp, and then I went to a community theater board meeting, which drug on until about 9:30 p.m.
I'd left Hubbie watching old TV westerns. When I got home, he was enjoying a big bowl of popcorn, but he stopped munching long enough to pop me a bowl full. It takes me a while to wind down after an active evening like tonight, so it was about 11 p.m. before we got to bed.
Bridge Photos
These are the bridges at the overlook where we stopped for lunch Monday. The top photo is of a through truss swing railroad bridge. Someone was burning brush or trash near the bridge, which created smoke. The bottom photo is a National Historic Civil Engineering Landmark, built in 1930. It is a concrete arch bridge, also known as a rainbow arch bridge.Camping Trip, Day Four
Monday, June 8:
We were up around 6:30 a.m., ate a light breakfast of cereal, and were on the road by 9 a.m. The cloudy, cool day cast a blue tint on the hills. Farmers were hurrying against the rain to mow and secure hay into large round bales. The fields, strewn with the bales, along with red or weather-beaten barns, created pleasing pastoral scenes.
As the day warmed, we saw cattle cooling themselves by standing belly-deep in green-scummed ponds. The cattle stood head to tail all around the ponds, as if following each other in circles.
Again along the way, we saw the white-clad prisoners hard at work, with the armed guard watching over them.
We stopped for lunch at a scenic overlook, where I photographed a historic railroad bridge and an arch bridge for automobile traffic (see photos in following blog).
We arrived home around 2 p.m., unpacked the camper, washed a few loads of clothes, and did other getting-things-back-in-order tasks. Then we went to the WDCS to replenish basic groceries like milk and bread.
By then, we were plenty tired and ready to relax and go to bed early.
We were up around 6:30 a.m., ate a light breakfast of cereal, and were on the road by 9 a.m. The cloudy, cool day cast a blue tint on the hills. Farmers were hurrying against the rain to mow and secure hay into large round bales. The fields, strewn with the bales, along with red or weather-beaten barns, created pleasing pastoral scenes.
As the day warmed, we saw cattle cooling themselves by standing belly-deep in green-scummed ponds. The cattle stood head to tail all around the ponds, as if following each other in circles.
Again along the way, we saw the white-clad prisoners hard at work, with the armed guard watching over them.
We stopped for lunch at a scenic overlook, where I photographed a historic railroad bridge and an arch bridge for automobile traffic (see photos in following blog).
We arrived home around 2 p.m., unpacked the camper, washed a few loads of clothes, and did other getting-things-back-in-order tasks. Then we went to the WDCS to replenish basic groceries like milk and bread.
By then, we were plenty tired and ready to relax and go to bed early.
Camping Trip, Day Three
We were up by 7 a.m. this morning, and had a breakfast of cereal, banana, and toast. Afterwards, we went to Daughter's house to meet and follow her to church for an 11 a.m. service. Mother opted to stay at camp.
The theme for today's service was Hawaian, so several people wore Hawaian shirts or leis. Daughter had not alerted us to this theme, so we didn't bring along suitable clothing, and instead wore Sunday casual outfits. Both granddaughters, and three great-grandsons also attended the service.
After the service, we went back to camp to change clothes, feed Shih Tzu, and pick up Mother to go back to Daughter's house for lunch. We had pasta salad, veggie pizza, leftover steamed veggies (which we provided) corn on the cob (which we also provided) leftover ribs and chicken, potato salad, and fruits.
The six-month-old baby cried a lot, and it was discovered that he was feverish. Daughter walked and rocked him until he finally fell asleep.
After lunch, I went with Granddaughters to the mall, where one of the young women, home for a visit from a very small town in another state, shopped for children's clothes and bath products. We were gone about three hours. Hubbie and Mother stayed at Daughter's house while we were gone. Around 5 p.m., Hubbie took Mother back to camp, fed Shih Tzu, and then returned to Daughter's house.
Daughter set out leftovers for supper, but we opted to return to camp for a light supper of cereal, and banana bread with cream cheese. We relaxed for the rest of the evening, and then hit the sack early so we could get up fairly early to hook up the camper and head home Monday morning.
The theme for today's service was Hawaian, so several people wore Hawaian shirts or leis. Daughter had not alerted us to this theme, so we didn't bring along suitable clothing, and instead wore Sunday casual outfits. Both granddaughters, and three great-grandsons also attended the service.
After the service, we went back to camp to change clothes, feed Shih Tzu, and pick up Mother to go back to Daughter's house for lunch. We had pasta salad, veggie pizza, leftover steamed veggies (which we provided) corn on the cob (which we also provided) leftover ribs and chicken, potato salad, and fruits.
The six-month-old baby cried a lot, and it was discovered that he was feverish. Daughter walked and rocked him until he finally fell asleep.
After lunch, I went with Granddaughters to the mall, where one of the young women, home for a visit from a very small town in another state, shopped for children's clothes and bath products. We were gone about three hours. Hubbie and Mother stayed at Daughter's house while we were gone. Around 5 p.m., Hubbie took Mother back to camp, fed Shih Tzu, and then returned to Daughter's house.
Daughter set out leftovers for supper, but we opted to return to camp for a light supper of cereal, and banana bread with cream cheese. We relaxed for the rest of the evening, and then hit the sack early so we could get up fairly early to hook up the camper and head home Monday morning.
Camping Trip, Day Two - More Photos
These are three more photos from the garden tour. The top photo shows how the gardener painted a whimsical scene on the side of an out building. Even the curtains at the window are painted on the glass. In the second photo, she added birdhouses and a seating area to the scene. And the third photo shows the "fairy entrance only" gate. The garden beyond the gate features a pretty little flower garden with several small fairy statuettes nestled among the plants.
Camping Trip, Day Two - Photos
Saturday, June 7:
These are some photos from the garden tour. I shot the pictures with a film camera, and then took pictures of the photos with my digital camera, so they aren't top quality, but they at least show some of the interesting arrangements in the garden. The top photo is of a metal shoe; the second shot is of the continually-sprinkling water can; the third photo is of a free-standing gate. Kids enjoyed going through this gate, though they could just as easily have walked around it. It features a spade and a spading fork as handles. The fourth photo is of an unusual bench made from tree branches, with a reed-woven seat; and the fifth snapshot shows a weathered wood bench with tree branch accents.
Camping Trip, Day Two
Saturday, June 6:
We were up by 6:30 a.m., and had a breakfast of wheat bagels, cream cheese, jelly, and fresh fruits...orange, apple, grapes, banana.
The family went separate ways this morning. Daughter, both granddaughters, and the four great-grandsons went to the mall to a photo studio to have pictures taken. Older Daughter, a young granddaughter, a young grandson, and a young great-granddaughter went to a playland, where the kids enjoyed laser games, go-carts, etc., and Hubbie, Mother and I went to a local garden club's "Garden Party," at a local resident's home (see photos in another blog).
But drat it, I discovered that I'd left my digital camera on all night, so the battery was run down, and I had to resort to using Hubbie's small Sure Shot film camera. Then, when we got to the garden, I discovered there were only a few frames left on the roll of film in the camera, so Hubbie had to go to a grocery store and buy another roll. As it happened, the store had only one roll left, so we were lucky to get it.
The garden, on about a half acre of land, features lots of little whimsical garden spots, with paths winding around them. We enjoyed seeing all the clever ways the gardener used found objects, like watering cans, glass rocks, statuary, birdhouses, driftwood, grapevine, branches, and weathered wood to make benches, gateways, and even a gazebo. Her outbuildings were painted and decorated to blend into the whimsical theme. She has several water features, including a small water lilly pond with a stream that flows over rocks to another small pond. Her back porch extends over this little pond. Water irises and other water plants surround or grow within the ponds.
Other water features include a watering can that continually sprinkles, and a round ball with a water spout that flows over pebbles and green glass. The side of one building has a mural of tree limbs and leaves and birdhouses painted on it. There is a "fairy garden," with a small "fairy entrance" gate. Tucked among several of the bushy plants were boom boxes playing soft instrumental music. At the gazebo, visitors could refresh themselves with a variety of homemade cookies, and tea or water.
Today, several booths, selling plants and other garden-related items, were unobtrusively set up around the yard. Mother bought some banana pepper plants, but I didn't find anything I wanted.
It was quite chilly and breezy this morning, and Mother began feeling the effects of it before Hubbie returned from the store with the film and our jackets. Mother and I had worn long-sleeved shirts, but we were still uncomfortable.
The event was from 9 a.m. to noon, and we were ready to head home around 11 a.m. Today, Mother used her walker. Even though the garden was on level ground, she was a little wobbly from being ill, so she felt more comfortable having the walker to steady her. Fortunately, there were colorfully painted metal chairs, and a bench, upon which she could sit and rest.
On the way back home, we stopped at the $1 shop, where I bought six more scrapbook and card making books at $1 each. Even though this shop is called a $1 shop, it has prices ranging upwards to about $5.
From there, we went back to the WDCS to buy more film, and a jar of makeup remover, because wouldn't you know it, I left mine at home.
We rested at the camper for a while, had deli turkey sandwiches for lunch, and then went to Daughter's house to visit. Then we went to Granddaughter's house, so the kids could play in the wading pools and on the slip and slide twister game. It was very windy and cool, and the kids got shivery, but they were unwilling to stop playing in the pools.
We went back to camp about 4 p.m. to feed Shih Tzu and relax for a while. Around 6:30 p.m., we went back to Daughter's for a supper of smoked ribs and sausages, plus leftover chicken from last night, with potato salad, slaw, jalapeno cheese dip with chips or fresh veggies, and fresh fruits. Dessert was fresh strawberries with angel food cake.
Tonight, the newest baby, six months old, kicked up a screaming fuss and could not be comforted. He finally settled down when his mother fed him mashed bananas with rice cereal.
Hubbie and Daughter spent a little time looking over maps in an attempt to plot the best route to Michigan, if we decide to go there in August. About 8:30 p.m., we headed back to camp. Tonight, the moon, still full, and slightly hooded by a cloudy haze, cast a soft reflection on the river and added a glow to the bluffs.
We were up by 6:30 a.m., and had a breakfast of wheat bagels, cream cheese, jelly, and fresh fruits...orange, apple, grapes, banana.
The family went separate ways this morning. Daughter, both granddaughters, and the four great-grandsons went to the mall to a photo studio to have pictures taken. Older Daughter, a young granddaughter, a young grandson, and a young great-granddaughter went to a playland, where the kids enjoyed laser games, go-carts, etc., and Hubbie, Mother and I went to a local garden club's "Garden Party," at a local resident's home (see photos in another blog).
But drat it, I discovered that I'd left my digital camera on all night, so the battery was run down, and I had to resort to using Hubbie's small Sure Shot film camera. Then, when we got to the garden, I discovered there were only a few frames left on the roll of film in the camera, so Hubbie had to go to a grocery store and buy another roll. As it happened, the store had only one roll left, so we were lucky to get it.
The garden, on about a half acre of land, features lots of little whimsical garden spots, with paths winding around them. We enjoyed seeing all the clever ways the gardener used found objects, like watering cans, glass rocks, statuary, birdhouses, driftwood, grapevine, branches, and weathered wood to make benches, gateways, and even a gazebo. Her outbuildings were painted and decorated to blend into the whimsical theme. She has several water features, including a small water lilly pond with a stream that flows over rocks to another small pond. Her back porch extends over this little pond. Water irises and other water plants surround or grow within the ponds.
Other water features include a watering can that continually sprinkles, and a round ball with a water spout that flows over pebbles and green glass. The side of one building has a mural of tree limbs and leaves and birdhouses painted on it. There is a "fairy garden," with a small "fairy entrance" gate. Tucked among several of the bushy plants were boom boxes playing soft instrumental music. At the gazebo, visitors could refresh themselves with a variety of homemade cookies, and tea or water.
Today, several booths, selling plants and other garden-related items, were unobtrusively set up around the yard. Mother bought some banana pepper plants, but I didn't find anything I wanted.
It was quite chilly and breezy this morning, and Mother began feeling the effects of it before Hubbie returned from the store with the film and our jackets. Mother and I had worn long-sleeved shirts, but we were still uncomfortable.
The event was from 9 a.m. to noon, and we were ready to head home around 11 a.m. Today, Mother used her walker. Even though the garden was on level ground, she was a little wobbly from being ill, so she felt more comfortable having the walker to steady her. Fortunately, there were colorfully painted metal chairs, and a bench, upon which she could sit and rest.
On the way back home, we stopped at the $1 shop, where I bought six more scrapbook and card making books at $1 each. Even though this shop is called a $1 shop, it has prices ranging upwards to about $5.
From there, we went back to the WDCS to buy more film, and a jar of makeup remover, because wouldn't you know it, I left mine at home.
We rested at the camper for a while, had deli turkey sandwiches for lunch, and then went to Daughter's house to visit. Then we went to Granddaughter's house, so the kids could play in the wading pools and on the slip and slide twister game. It was very windy and cool, and the kids got shivery, but they were unwilling to stop playing in the pools.
We went back to camp about 4 p.m. to feed Shih Tzu and relax for a while. Around 6:30 p.m., we went back to Daughter's for a supper of smoked ribs and sausages, plus leftover chicken from last night, with potato salad, slaw, jalapeno cheese dip with chips or fresh veggies, and fresh fruits. Dessert was fresh strawberries with angel food cake.
Tonight, the newest baby, six months old, kicked up a screaming fuss and could not be comforted. He finally settled down when his mother fed him mashed bananas with rice cereal.
Hubbie and Daughter spent a little time looking over maps in an attempt to plot the best route to Michigan, if we decide to go there in August. About 8:30 p.m., we headed back to camp. Tonight, the moon, still full, and slightly hooded by a cloudy haze, cast a soft reflection on the river and added a glow to the bluffs.
Camping Trip, Day One
Friday, June 5:
We left home about 9 a.m. on a gorgeous sunny day. A jet plane flew overhead, leaving a vapor trail against the blue sky. A sizable herd of horses of various descriptions grazed in a field, cattle grazed on rolling hillsides, and at one point, a deer bounded across the highway.
A variety of wildflowers grew in profusion along the roadsides...wild pink roses, Queen Anne's lace, bright orange Butterfly Weed, Purple Cone Flowers, Black-eyed Susans, orange Day Lillies, Wild Begamot, Evening Primrose, Ox-eye Daisies, and a tall blue flower that I haven't identified.
Along the way, too, we noticed the damage to trees from last winter's ice storm. Like broken necks and arms, tree tops and limbs lolled toward the earth, a thick covering of green leaves barely camouflaging the breakage.
We were surprised at another point to see a crew of prisoners, clad from head to toe in white, breaking earth and stone with picks and shovels. An armed guard, in police uniform and a western hat, sat astride a horse. A rifle was holstered on the side of the horse.
On a lighter note, we passed a cluster of small houses, with a sign out front proudly declaring the area as "Pappyville...Population: 10." Passing through one town, an overhead sign at a stop light identified the cross street by the rather unlovely title of "Buzzard Roost Road."
We stopped at a rest area for lunch, where I discovered I'd forgotten to bring my vitamins. We arrived at the campground around 2 p.m., and shortly after setting up the camper, went to the WDCS and a health food store to replace my vitamins. Mother opted to stay at the camper, since she was feeling under the weather with bronchitis.
We stopped by Daughter's house on the way back to the campground. Granddaughter and Great-Grandsons from another state arrived while we were there. After a while, we returned to the camper to feed Shih Tzu and pick up Mother to go back to Daughter's for a supper of grilled chicken, scalloped potatoes, salad, veggies and dip, fresh fruits (blackberries, blueberries, cherries, kiwi fruit, oranges) and desserts of fruit and angel food cake trifle, and a fruit pizza.
We went back to camp around 9 p.m. A full moon against a clear, velvety sky followed us. At camp, Hubbie read his novel, Mother worked puzzle books, and I played on the computer until bedtime. There was no Internet service at this campground, however. Phooey.
We left home about 9 a.m. on a gorgeous sunny day. A jet plane flew overhead, leaving a vapor trail against the blue sky. A sizable herd of horses of various descriptions grazed in a field, cattle grazed on rolling hillsides, and at one point, a deer bounded across the highway.
A variety of wildflowers grew in profusion along the roadsides...wild pink roses, Queen Anne's lace, bright orange Butterfly Weed, Purple Cone Flowers, Black-eyed Susans, orange Day Lillies, Wild Begamot, Evening Primrose, Ox-eye Daisies, and a tall blue flower that I haven't identified.
Along the way, too, we noticed the damage to trees from last winter's ice storm. Like broken necks and arms, tree tops and limbs lolled toward the earth, a thick covering of green leaves barely camouflaging the breakage.
We were surprised at another point to see a crew of prisoners, clad from head to toe in white, breaking earth and stone with picks and shovels. An armed guard, in police uniform and a western hat, sat astride a horse. A rifle was holstered on the side of the horse.
On a lighter note, we passed a cluster of small houses, with a sign out front proudly declaring the area as "Pappyville...Population: 10." Passing through one town, an overhead sign at a stop light identified the cross street by the rather unlovely title of "Buzzard Roost Road."
We stopped at a rest area for lunch, where I discovered I'd forgotten to bring my vitamins. We arrived at the campground around 2 p.m., and shortly after setting up the camper, went to the WDCS and a health food store to replace my vitamins. Mother opted to stay at the camper, since she was feeling under the weather with bronchitis.
We stopped by Daughter's house on the way back to the campground. Granddaughter and Great-Grandsons from another state arrived while we were there. After a while, we returned to the camper to feed Shih Tzu and pick up Mother to go back to Daughter's for a supper of grilled chicken, scalloped potatoes, salad, veggies and dip, fresh fruits (blackberries, blueberries, cherries, kiwi fruit, oranges) and desserts of fruit and angel food cake trifle, and a fruit pizza.
We went back to camp around 9 p.m. A full moon against a clear, velvety sky followed us. At camp, Hubbie read his novel, Mother worked puzzle books, and I played on the computer until bedtime. There was no Internet service at this campground, however. Phooey.
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