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.
- Lights, Camera, Action: The Best Movie Theaters in Portland for Kids (redtri.com)
- Saturday Movie Matinee: “Follow The Ideology” (nicedeb.wordpress.com)
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
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…..
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
Today is just a perfect day to celebrate….
To all of you Mothers, out beyond my Woods; Celebrate your special day with all your loved ones, and smile because they remembered you. Some of us aren’t as fortunate to have children that want to remember their mothers. I am one of those… They are now grown, have families, live lives of their own, so that’s their priority now, I guess!
My Mother passed on in 1996, and I miss her every day. She was a great Lady, who had an Irish disposition, and could tell a tale like any good fair Irish gal. Her husband of 60 years, spotted her across the room in the kitchen of his brother-laws’ home up in Northern Vermont, when they were very young. He mentioned her to his brother- in- law and brother, saying “I’m going to marry her!” Well, they all laughed him right out of the room! But surprise, surprise, a few years later he did just that! He said to us, “it was her Irish disposition that got me, Hook, Line, and sinker!!”
It turned out just great, ’cause they had four children, and we were able to honor her, on many Mothers Day celebrations for the next 60 years. So “God bless the mothers out beyond my Woods, and have many, many Happy Days to come!”
Enjoy your Mom’s Day. XX OO XX
Sammyjay-bird (just like my Dad called me)