From our leaf tours:
It is the Solstice, Blessed Be. As they days grow slowly longer, may we also grow to love one another and to learn to live in peace. Holi...
Images of my container garden.
Belated Happy St. Patrick's Day. I have been too sick to enjoy one of my favorite holidays. I didn't even get corned beef, or to w...
Happy Halloween; it is my favorite night of the year! We were low key this year, but we did get out our graveyards and pumpkins. A scarecr...
Memoir; Writing your Life Story: Solstice, also for Dr. E's Greening Tips for the C... : It is the Solstice; Blessed Be! I look forwar...
Look closely at how delicate I am. I am probably a may fly, but I am as detailed as the scarabs from an Egyptian royal tomb. No one a...
Proclamation of Thanksgiving Washington, D.C. October 3, 1863 This is the proclamation which set the precedent for America's national...
Fresh Greek Peasant Salad This is the salad I grew up with; it was our late night snack and early lunch. This one has home grown t...
At this time of almost New Year, I would like to comment on the new family kindle, nothing personal, it's a fun little gadget, but rathe...
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Monday, January 28, 2013
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Miss Charlotte Bronte meets Miss Barbara Pym: 2011 Jane Eyre: I finally was able to watch my DVD of this film. It was beautifully staged, and the great country houses were designed impeccably. Judi De...
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I have to agree with my fellow blogger SM, grey days, indeed. M lags as it usually does, but we had an interesting bit about a local architectual salvage store that is rescuing arch. supplies from the local landfill, to the tune of thousands of pounds. These can be used in all types of building projects, and cut down on a lot of pollution and expense to create new projects. I know that much that goes into the landfill is useful, and in clean landfillls, where food and other garbage is not tossed, there are many objects, from computers, to even fur coats, that can be used by someone. What the dumpster divers don't pick up from the curb goes into the landfill. We should all consider what we throw or leave on the curb; someone can use it. Locally, we have groups of students who fix old lawn mowers and yard applicances and save them for parts to create working machines. They fund their lawn business with their finds and donations. The Salvation Army has long repaired items for reuse and resale, and provided jobs to those in need who fix them. I confess I hate waste; while I do not encourage hoarding, it is too easy for us to "simplify" by tossing into the landfill. Older generations used and reused; we wouldn't have antiques, or even antiquities, if they did not. Doll Hospitals existed in many communities because toys were remade and repaired, even cherished. For a taste of this world, look up articles on the now defunct New York Doll Hospital, or posts/articles about our friends Deb Baker and Shirley Holub who write mysteries about dolls, in the case of Deb, and the girls' series Doll Hospital for Scholastic. Just a few thoughts. Last week, I was almost hit sideways on a residential street. The girl driving didn't see me. I saw her, and basically slowed to a stop. She waved, very apologetc. I smiled and waved back. Not that I'm not prone to road rage sometimes, but I'm making an effort to try to curb it. I recognize remorse when a see it, and when no one is hurt, especially, it doesn't hurt to offer a littel forgiveness. For those in business, there was a newsletter in the early 90s for women in business called "At Your Best." I'm going to look for links online. It had lots of good ideas. My resolution; recylce more, be happy with what I have, and try to save money. Also, I will try to relearn the art of relaxation, and try to spend more time writing. I had three books out last year; I would love to beat that record!