My day has been a quiet one so far. White Fox is out in the garden, doing “garden stuff, and seems to be quite content in doing so. This feeling of absolute quiet brings about a sense of peace and makes me think of my family and friends long gone. At my age, some of my best friends have left me behind, and have gone somewhere else, hopefully sweet and delightful….. Perhaps their loved ones were there to welcome them? I believe this happens. Pleasant to think about, isn’t it? Today is the type of day for cutting the grass, planning a picnic, reading your favorite magazine or book and so much more…It’s just up to your imagination! When we were younger there wasn’t too much that stood in the way of doing just exactly what we wanted to do , now there’s lots of things that may do just that!! There’s an old saying that goes,” You’re not getting older, You’re getting better”! Okay, just go ahead and prove it!! Seem’s to me that this “saying” is a bit screwed up to anyone who is over 60yrs of age! I’ve noticed that even mowing the lawn takes MUCH MUCH longer and that I’m really bushed when I’m finished! Am I right or wrong? We all love planning a picnic, right? However, it’s not in the planning nor the picnic that gets ya, it’s the cleanup, and the backache you’ll end up getting. I never ever use to think that way before, but now I do….history has proven me right. My sisters will agree with me, as we’re all over 65 now and we know what we’re talking about. All our neices and our nephew are heading for the “big 50” and we can hardly wait to hear from their mouths, about just “how tired they’re getting,” after doing stuff. Hee Hee. I will make you a promise though, I ‘ll not laugh nor will I chuckle when I hear them whispering to each other, “about their being so pooped out.” I will smile, show them sympathy, (cause I told them so). Somehow being the other side of “60” does have its pluses now doesn’t it? Ha Ha! Everyone out there has my Love and Blessings, Sammyjay bird…..
Rain, rain, rain that’s all it’s done today….I suppose we need rain, but that’s all it’s been doing for the past month or so! We really need some sun to balance things out! I’m afraid we’re all going to loose our Gardens that we dutifully planted, the beans, tomatoes, corn, the lettuces! And never mind that, what about our aching backs? We all have had those during the past weeks, haven’t we? “White fox” is a bit discouraged, and I can’t blame him one bit. He’s 81 and says it’s bothering his back too! So, just say a prayer that this lousy weather changes for the better, and the SUN comes back into our lives. Love… From the woods and pastures!! Me
Saturday’s were always Laundry and Dusting day when I was young. It was almost a ritual in my home on Yale Street #14. There were jobs for the girls (3) and I guess we did what we were supposed to do, but not without some groaning. It seemed to us that the dusting took forever, as well as remaking our beds with clean sheets ” the correct way?” We never realized just how much help we were giving our Mother, not until we were Mom’s ourselves. I still do things the way I was taught by her and I am so very glad I do. As it turns out, everything she taught us to do saves tons of time!! Why am I so surprised? Moms are very sharp, excellent time saving individuals. It’s been proven to me, so many times that I haven’t got enough fingers and toes to count on! Now, our children are doing this stuff just like we did. Humm? Wonder why? All the dirty clothes, get taken care of with our great automatic washers. But then, the labor starts….. we take all the damp clothes and put them in the dryer, or hang them outside to dry. Then comes the blasted folding… Then putting all the stuff away….well, that’s a chore unto itself. All in all, that’s a terrific start to the famous Saturday Morning Ritual! But what about the dreaded vacuuming and dusting? Who’s going to do that.??? I say ” not me! not me ! But Guess What ? There’s no one else but me! Is there some sort of conspiracy going on? I think there has to be, and it’s been going on forever, it includes each and every mother and child on the planet! HELP! HELP! Times change, people change, habits change, and family rituals may change……but not the Saturday morning bed making and cleaning of the home…that will never ever change. Amen!
I just finished reading my niece’s blog on “My Magnificent Mess”, and as always it is terrific! She’s not only my sister Carol’s oldest child, but as it turns out, she is very much like a daughter to me. We’ve been quite close since she was born, (a cosmic connection?). She is the fine young lady that introduced me to blogging! Thanks DJ. My memories of Memorial Days gone by, are filled with family, picnics, Parades in Westfield, espically the one I marched in, and the fun we all had. When I was young, and that was long, long ago in the previous Century, we didn’t go away, as people do now. Then, families hung out around home, kids played in the back yard and Mom’s & Dads got the great food cooking! The smells were so darn wonderful as I remember…..everything from Hamburgers, Hot Dogs, to Mom’s Potato salad! umm! She always baked brownies, a Pie of some sort and the ever famous fruit jello. My Dad was the chief cook, as he always was each year, grilled up the “Wimpies” as we called the burgers as well as the “Puppies….As always, everything was just great! Dave, Carol, Jeannie and myself were stuffed to the gills…and of course Mom and Dad ! Memories of that time sit in my mind like sweet nectar… and can never ever leave. That’s the way I want it, too. Memories rise, like the smoke of the fire we used to cook the fare on. We ‘d roast marshmallows, trying not to burn the heck out of our mouths…but sometimes we’d do just that. Cold soda was the “cure” and we all loved the cure. It seems as though the days back then, were much longer than now. Perhaps it’s a prespective we all inherently gain as we grow older, as it seems everyone I know says the same thing. So this day isn’t just like any other day….. Lots of my old friends from Westfield High class of 1961, gave their lives for this wonderful land of ours. I know this because I recently celebrated my 50th reunion ……Without them. So here’s to Memorial Days come and gone, and To all the Good People that went with them! Be at Peace my friends, be at peace…….. Sammyjay Bird
Is it just me, or is it a very warm day? Or not? Well, I know I’m not having a DREADED Hot Flash, as I left those terrible days way back in the previous century. Sort of feels like late June or early July. I’m waiting for the weather Lady to tell us all that “the HEAT IS ON!” Just what we all want, right? We finished breakfast about 9:30 and WhiteFox went out to finish mowing the front acres, before it got hot! It seemed as if he was back inside pretty quickly…..” Boy it’s getting hot out there”. “I bet it’s almost 90* he said….. We sat in the Den trying to cool off a bit. I’m thinking, we’ll have to start using our air conditioners soon! How about today? Yea!! Good idea woman! I’m going to try and have a supper that’s not too complicated this evening…..” Good olde Puppies with all the fixin’s.” Simple but sweet. We wives and mothers, run out of ideas after a while, ya know! It’s quite a effort having to create a sumpteous meal each and every day of the week! The mind gets sort of soft and sponge* by the end of a long work week, so trying to be creative is next to impossible? Just feel lucky and bless by the heavens above, that there’s hot food on the kitchen table this evening….also say thanks to that tired looking woman for all the good grub! How’s about, “Thanks Mom!” Hee,hee,hee.
Bye for now, Me
As I’ve previously written, I needed new glasses badly! The appointment was made, I had my examination, and the new glasses
were ordered. I picked up the new pair, and that’s when the fun began!
I’ve been trying to get use to them for just about a week now,
but they aren’t working out at all! First, I couldn’t see very well, and I had to hold on to things because I felt I would fall. I’d even have my hand touching the wall, so I wouldn’t feel dizzy.
I was so upset that I finally decided to call the Eye Place, and tell them what was going on. I was asked if I’d ever worn bi-focals before? YES I had. He went and checked my records, and then announced they could and would replace the lenses at no cost to me… Thank You God! Were they sensitive to my plight? I think so! I’m going to their office tomorrow and will leave the blasted glasses with them!
I can’t begin to tell you how frustrated I am without decent glasses. I miss all the activity outside my door, out in the back acres….The small squirrels hunting for the acorns that fell last winter, the blue and white violets that seem to be popping up everywhere. We all seem to take our eyesight for granted, until for some reason or another we lose it to some sort of problem! I’m one of those people… Why do we think that way? Perhaps we feel, nothing will ever bad happen to us? Guess what, guys. Bad stuff does happen! And can happen to us all. I now realise this fact…. Rather late than never! With my new developing Macular degeneration, the idea of going blind is now knocking on my door each and every day. So, I should appreciate the days and the evenings to come, right? I’ll make a promise to you, I’ll make the time to look outside my door and into the Woods of Easthampton, every day.
Talk to you soon. ME
When I opened the shades this morning, it looked grey, almost as if it were going to rain at any moment. I wasn’t too surprised, as my hands had been causing me undo pain all weekend. It had been sunny outside, so I couldn’t figure what was up. Surprise, surprise, the local weather person is saying there will be showers each day!!! No wonder I felt awful. With breakfast out of the way, the White Fox announced ” I’m going out to Till the garden!”. “That’s wonderful”, I said. (Thanking the Good Lord under my breath) So, out the door he went, into the garage to start the Good Olde Tiller. It turned over like a champ. He let it run for a few minutes, then walked it slowly out and around the garage to the garden….I could hear the tiller going putt, putt, putt, going back and forth, back and forth out in the back acres. Everything is quiet now, perhaps “White Fox” has finished up the job and is calling it a day? Since our garden is so large, it takes extra time to do the kind of job that White Fox likes to do. He’s always been sort of fussy about things like that. Our garden consists of three growing areas. There are two beds on each side of a much larger area, that is used as the main growing bed! They are both filled with beautiful juicy strawberries, as well as the vibrant green of asparagus! The bigger area in the middle is kept for the vegetables that we enjoy…green string beans, yellow wax beans, onions, some radishes, Swiss-chard, two varieties of Classic tomatoes, cherry tomatoes, head lettuces and cucumbers, (two types). I use the cukes for a dish called “Day Old Pickles”, a real favorite of my Fox. I was given the recipe by an old woman who lived down the road, pretty close to where the Fox was born and lived for nearly 60 years. My dear old friend had been a friend of the family forever… She shared lots of things with me, during the years I lived there. There seemed to be an endless supply of recipes for home baked bread, and some other types of food from Poland, and Germany, that was out of this world. I’m so glad that I had the chance to live in the very home the White Fox was born in! We both felt sad when we finally left the old homestead. The house is now gone, disappearing into the mists of time. I really miss the old place with its gardens and all. I still remember all the wonderful times we spent there, together…. Well the day is finished, supper will be ready in a little bit, as soon as I go and fix it, right? So I’ll close for now because he must be hungry! XXOOXX Me