I heard the muffled honking of our Canadian geese from over the small hill way out back. But then it seemed as though the noise and the volume seemed to increase as they got closer to the house. I looked out my kitchen door just in time to gaze upon the flock as they flew over our house in the classic V formation. I’m not sure they’ll hang out at the pond that’s located just a quarter mile or so from our place. Last year they stayed most all winter, because our Winter was mild. We’ll have to wait and see. I’m noticing that the weather is changing, temperatures in the mornings are quite cool and we’ve had our very first freeze! It was 26* outside the other morning , so we decided to have oatmeal for breakfast……it’s been since last spring since we’ve eaten Hot cereal. I’m noticing how we’re dressing up warmer in good old sweatshirts and jeans now that our mornings are cold. I have a suspicion that our Autumn will hurry on by us , and winter will rear it’s head earlier this season trying to make up for last year. It’s quite bright and sunny this morning, sort of cheers ya up while you do the morning chores. White Fox is still busy with the last of the jobs he does when he loses up for the winter…. He’s gathered up the corn stalks and made our traditional bunch to put around the light post along with the pumpkins. Our garden lays barren, looking forward to the deep winter sleep to come… Seems as though he’s always busy out side doing this or that, and he ‘s always said ” I can always find something out there that’s got to be finished.” Now’s the time for stocking up on your root vegetables for the winter. Stocking up with your potatoes, onions, carrots making sure there will be plenty for all of the lovely warm stews, roasts of chicken and beef. Oh, let’s not forget all of those grand apples, pears and cranberries that we can bake into glorious pies and cakes. Gosh, I’m making myself hungry! Well, I’m going to try making some of the traditional pies and pastry White Fox’s mother made when he was young…. Wish me luck, as I might need some. WELCOME AUTUMN!
Well it’s been quite a while since I’ve put my thoughts out there beyond my Woods. When this heat arrived I decided to slow up a bit. I try to stay cool by not exerting myself so much, by planning my day with small size chores, cooking, cleaning and keeping things simple. I have found that as I age, I can’t fight the heat as I use to when I was younger. So I settle in for a day spent with little jobs and even reading. I still try to read daily, even though I have AMD. My kindle is a blessing, as I try using it each day…I’ve got a slew of books that I’ve down loaded so I’m not without reading material……and it does pass the time in the afternoon. From what I’ve been hearing from our local weather persons, this horrible heat is going to persist thru the weekend and into the coming week! I am so very thankful for the invention of the air conditioner….who ever the brilliant inventor is will be remembered forever by all people everywhere! GOD BLESS YOU! The White Fox and I use our’s each and every day and will for the forseeable future. I look out my windows as much as I can, and no I am not peeking out at my neighbors! I just love to look at the subtle differences in the flowers and even the vegetables out back near the woods. I have spotted a bit of a change in the under growth out there. Across the road and into the deeper woods, you can pick up the slightest of colors and my dears, this is the start of the change over into another season called AUTUMN! It’s these little things that give me a sense of joy as well as a feeling of connection with all things good and sweet. I think you can say it comforts my soul. My Mom use to tell us to stop, look, and be very thankful for all the things that fill our sight and fill our noses…. I believe she was a very wise person. She lived a life that had it’s ups and downs, but she always said ” take time to look for everything God has given us,” it’s a Free Gift to Us….It’s Sunday once more, and the heat is still with us, and most of the United States… I pray this will leave us soon. People every where are suffering as well as all of our feathered friends, and furry critters. All of us need a big break and some blessed rain! Let’s do as our native American friends do…. Have a little dance for rain… I’ll bet it works! ME!
I’m sure of one thing, and that is a brand new name for my Blog is needed. Somehow it seemed the right thing to do, as the one I had just didn’t seem to convey exactly what I’d been feeling since the very first day. The name of the blog actually had me wandering about with the stories that I’d come up with. Does that make any sense to you? It’s as though a picture develops in your mind, and you begin to run with it, and sometimes, it leads to someplace you really didn’t want to go to. So as far as I am concerned, making this decision isn’t really that difficult at all. From now on I’m going to try to say what’s in my heart, mind, and tell all about the life going on around us here on our private acreage…with nature all around me, there will always be some goings on (most of the time). Lately most of my furry friends are keeping a low profile because of the heat! They’re using their heads by not exerting themselves very much. But I suppose they do have to go out and forage for their meals, but perhaps they’ll do it in the evening when it’s a bit cooler. Late last evening around 10:30 or so, I heard the”Wiley Coyotes” in the back area of the house. I know there was more than 3 to 4 of them, ’cause there was quite a bit of chattering going on between them! Perhaps his buddy “The Roadrunner” was out back taunting them? It’s very interesting listening to them as I lay back in my bed…. I’ve been hearing them on and off for most of the season, and I do not foresee them leaving anytime soon! My stories may be of things around here, as I do have a small list of ideas, so we’ ll see what develops…. Blessings people.
The day is done, the sun is starting to set over the west edge of the property…The wind that blew for most of the day has finally stopped…Our supper of steak ‘n’ onions has been devoured and we’re sitting here in the den relaxing,’cause the day was a long one for some strange reason; the sort of day that lingered on and on no matter what you did. It was a beautiful, sunny day filled with the noises of summer, the birds, insects, the wind in the trees, and the voices of children in the distance. It reminded me of years and years ago when summer made it’s wondrous entrance…back then the idea of “summer vacation”stirred the mind with all the things we neighborhood kids could do for entertainment! Cowboys and Indians, comes to mind as well as sandlot baseball, hide n’ go seek, and the Saturday Matinees at the Strand Theater….all for 9 cents!! Sometimes as I think back to those times, I do remember that it was hard to scrape up that much money! I know, I know, what’s the difficulty in getting ahold of a few penny’s, espically when you got to see several cartoons, 2 cereals that continued the following weekend, and the regular movie ? Well I’ll tell ya what, it was very hard. When you did chores around the house, you might earn 5 or 10 cents, then you had to figure out where you’d get a few more cents for some candy. But we all managed to do it somehow! All of the kids in our neighborhood walked together down to the Strand Theater off of Park Square. We’d line up to pay our 9cents and then entered the darken theater, found some seats,as the place was quickly filling up with other kids from the town and school. Magically the lights lowered and ……”Presto” the power of the cinema began….. Images flashed upon the gigantic screen, and a hush came over the roudy kids…..Ah, the great and wonderful Saturday Matinee had begun! It seems like that happened only a short time ago, but alas, it’s more like 60 yrs ! Whew, it’s hard to for my mind to wrap around that… I wonder if there are Saturday Afternoon Matinees’ anymore, and if there are, perhaps I’ll join in with the kids and line up to pay( ? ) goodness knows how much?? Be well and do enjoy your Matinees…. I will.
Last night as I was turning over in my bed, I thought I heard a low noise outside. It reminded me of something I’d heard not too long ago. I laid there straining to hear it once again…..seconds turned into minutes, then all of a sudden I heard it and more distinctly this time! It was my old friend, returning to his summer home…. My Grand Old Owl! What a wonderful, wonderful surprise. Each summer since we built our home, he’s been here to greet us with his form of Hello! I so look forward to hearing hear in hearing him each year, it’s sort of a tradition around the place. I’ve never given him a name but perhaps I should. I’ll think on it for a while. I’ve only caught a glimpse of him flying from tree to tree, a sight to behold! I know it’s a male, ’cause of his coloring and size too. The first time I spotted him, I was shocked as well as surprised because of his size! He’s not an itty-bitty guy, ya know….he’s sort of a king size raptor with talons and beak to match. I had one time wondered, where all the squirrels were going? Yup! You got it…. They were all disappearing down his gullet! He’s sort of a blend of king kong and a pterodactyl. So I respect him! Ya can’t do anything else, right? He’s on the prowl each night, flying quietly through our woods. By the time the small critters know he’s around, it’s sort of too late, if ya know what I mean…Some critters are beneficial, but some are are just plain pesky! The thing is I’m not sure how he figures it out? Perhaps it’s an ingrained talent only he has? And he’s really doing his job! Only the good Lord knows for sure? I’m an optimist at heart, so I do look forward to listening for him each evening, as his calls reassure me that all is well ! God bless my Great Old Owl!
PS… There’s nothing else more wonderful to hear than the birds and animals making their presence known to us at the end of a long day. We set aside time just before we sleep just to listen. Still listening..ME
Sounds of lawn mowers filled the air this morning…quite typical for June. I can remember those days long ago, when we walked behind the good old push kind… It seemed to take forever to cut the grass, so we girls were happy when our Dad gave the job to our brother Dave. He was the oldest of our four children, thusley the job went to him! We girls would sit on the back steps, and watch him as he went back and forth. I think Dave actually hated the idea that we girls, all three of us got away with not having to mow the grass? And as I think back on it, I can’t really blame him. My Fox says he’s real tired of doing the lawn, as it’s over an acre , and even doing the trimming with the push mower sort of tires him. He doesn’t mind the Rider ’cause he sits for the main part of the cutting. Right at the moment, he’s sitting out the rain showers in the garage. It’s dry in there so he can putt around or just sit in his chair looking down the driveway towards our wonderful woods. Off to the right of the woods, there is a very large field that is hayed every summer. The traffic is light on our road, and this is just great as far as we are concerned. It can be very quiet at times making us feel we’re way out in the boondocks somewhere and I kind of like that! White fox and I have worked most all of our lives, and we began doing this around the ages of 10-12 yrs old. We worked in agriculture.. Planting onions and various vegetable plants by the acre and tobacco. Very tiring to say the least. But we didn’t mind ’cause we were young and foolish. Now it’s a different matter. Ya can’t argue with Mother Nature…she has plenty to say about such things! The mowers are quiet now and have been for a bit, showers can slow you down ya know! Everybody down the road finished up their lawns just around the same time as My Fox. Lunch is over, time to begin finishing up the chores and things. After 3 pm everything seems to slow down just a bit… The Fox finished the yard work, and I finished up here in the house…NOW I have to begin to settle in on the big decision of Supper, what to have for a variety , not the same old, same old…Ya know? So I’ll say bye for now. ME
You guessed it…… Rain! I almost choke on those words! At times I think we’ll all float away, so I try not to think about that too much…I know how to swim, however, “how long can ya tread water? Right? There are times that I forget just how bad things can be without the “stuff”. No fresh veggies or fruits, such as Asparagus or Strawberries……um. We just had our first strawberry shortcake last night and it was great! Some how the berry season is weird this year. I think we’ve had too much of that Wet Stuff! It can rot the berries as well as the veggie seeds we’ve put in the ground. White Fox planted some tomato varieties late last week, and ever sense then we have prayed (a lot)! Seems to me it was like this last season, too wasn’t it? I sort of feel trapped inside the house, when it’s foul out there. I write in my blog, or read on my good old Kindle to pass the time….doing the house work is ok, but that doesn’t do the trick for me. TV watching can be a bore most times, except for my favorite show, “General “Hospital” I’ve been watching it since I was in my late teens, early twenties. Somehow even when you don’t watch for a while, you can pick up where you left off fairly easily. My Mom watched long ago, so I guess I picked up where she left off! It’s proven to be somewhat enjoyable to do, rather than sulking or napping. My days seem to slow down bit by 3PM, so I make a cup of tea on my Keurig Coffee maker, then wander into the den, turn on that Big Flat Screen and settle down for an hour or so… Soon the approach of supper time creeps into my mind, so up I go to my kitchen to whip up our wonder-filled supper of ??? Depends on my mood and what I took out freezer earlier earlier in the day! Good luck!! That’s about it….The day winds down and we settle in for the evening, then it’s off to bed…. The end of another day by the Woods and Pastures…. Good night to all…
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