Monday, September 4, 2017
Saturday, August 12, 2017
Before I could end my transaction at the Stationary Box Store, the clerk held up a piece of paper and asked, "Do you know about the store's promotion for a special protection glass for your iPhone?"
"No," I answered.
The clerk continued his spiel. "Wait, wait," I interrupted. "We don't have an iPhone?"
"We still have a flip top disposable phone," the Husband added.
"This glass can protect your watches," said the clerk.
I help up my bare wrists. "We don't wear watches."
The clerk was quite disappointed.
Wednesday, June 7, 2017
Some of you dear readers may recall that the Husband and I stopped watering the lawn and bit by bit began pulling it out. The Husband has given me carte blanche to plant what I want where I want. He seems to be happy to do the grunt work such as digging holes, hauling, placing heavy plants where I say, and putting stuff in the green garbage can. He's such a sweetheart, the Husband is.
Today, I give you a peek of the view around our mailbox. The cosmos showed themselves over the weekend. It was a grand surprise. We had no idea what flower the feathery green stalks would be.
Below is the view looking from the house. The Mama kept the orange roses and pink daisies in pots. I chose to put them in the ground because they have a better chance of surviving.
Those are the last of the Spring poppies. Yesterday I pulled out a lot of old growth, throwing many of the seed pods back into the yard. Maybe poppies will show up again in late July.
By the way, if you want to see how the once-upon-a-time lawn has progressed, click here.
I think I have a hobby -- gardening.
It's the letter V at ABC Wednesday. Click here to check out other V-themed posts. Thanks, ABCW team!
Sunday, June 4, 2017
|Summer is time for sunflowers to grow over our heads.|
|Summer is for less time on the computer.|
|Summer is time for the Husband to get his hair cut. |
|Summer is for playing outside—pretending to be all sorts of things, |
including a super muscle man with his terry cloth cape.
Today is time to hook up with All Seasons, a weekly meme hosted by Jesh of Artworks from Jesh StG. To check out other participants, please click here. Thank you, Jesh.
Sunday, October 16, 2016
Late Friday night, we had our first rain. I don't think it rained too long, but it was enough to give us that shiny wetness the next morning. As I'm writing, I hear the plunkity-plunk of the rain on some part of the roof, the swissshhhh! of water as cars drive by, and the general gentle fall of the rain.
This is our first rainfall since May.
I'm linking up today with All Seasons, a weekly meme hosted by blogger friend Jeanette. Click here to check out her post and the link that leads other participants in the meme. You have until Wednesday, if you'd like to join in.
Monday, August 8, 2016
Molly the Cat is six years old today. According to her adoption paperwork, that is.
Molly doesn't like cake. But, we do. So, the Husband drove to the bakery to buy a slice each of chocolate cake and lemon cake for him and me to share. What's a birthday without cake, right?
Molly got an extra pouch of chicken breast and beef mix. She licked her plate clean after eating both pouches.
She's a big girl now, our sweet Molly.
I'm hooking up with Seasons, a meme hosted by blogger and artist Jesh. Click here to check other Seasons participants.
Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Old age realizes the dreams of youth: look at Dean Swift; in his youth he built an asylum for the insane, in his old age he was himself an inmate.
~ Soren Kierkegaard
When I was a youth, I dreamt of hiking mountains, pedaling bicycles, paddling boats, crafting words for a living, seeing wondrous sights, traveling to distant lands, hanging out with great friends, and sharing life with an honest, respectful, kindly, compassionate, intelligent, and funny gentle man.
I have realized, and continue to realize, my youthful dreams. How about you?
I have realized, and continue to realize, my youthful dreams. How about you?
Youth has no age.
~ Pablo Picasso
It's the letter Y at ABC Wednesday. Click here to read other Y posts and/or to join in at the fun weekly meme.
Saturday, May 7, 2016
I'm participating in this week's Friday's Hunt, hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills. The photo depicts the letter S for sweetness, which is the Husband. It's my favorite photo this week. And, it shows a smile. To join in on the fun and/or see what photos other participants are sharing, please click here.
Wednesday, March 9, 2016
|The Mama flanked by the Cousins!|
The Mama is so in the pink that she did not complain about going to the doctor's this afternoon to get her shot for her anemia. Yaay!
We had an impromptu visit from the Cousins on the Mama's side of the family. We don't see them often, but when we do, it's loads of happy conversation and laughter over a meal. That, I think, was the best medicine for the Mama today.
It's the letter I on ABC Wednesday, a fun weekly meme started by Denise Nesbitt several years ago, and continued onward by Roger Green and the ABCW team. Check out the other participants, and maybe join in yourself, by clicking here.
I'm also sharing at Warm Heart Wednesday, a meme hosted by Jenny Matlock at Off on my Tangent. Click here to visit.
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
The dog looked so happy fetching a red ball. Its owner looked quite happy, too, throwing the red ball and getting it back.
Check out what's going on in other parts of the world at Our World Tuesday.
Thursday, February 25, 2016
The sound took me away from the computer. I walked down the hall and glanced out the window.
Two of 'em.
See how the dove on the left looks at the other one. Someone is in love.
I'm hooking up with Warm Heart Wednesday, hosted by the wonderful Jenny Matlock.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Hello Dear Friends!
All in all I had a great reading trip, going back and forth in time and traveling all around the world without leaving home. I didn't realize I'd be away this long from the blog. I actually feel mentally stiff trying to string words together.
We are doing fine, thank you all for asking. As we head into spring, we are going outside more each day. Now and then the Mama goes out to play in her garden. I love those days.
Life is kind and gracious. S'wonderful!
It's the letter G on ABC Wednesday with Roger, Melody, Di, and other ABCW team members. Whooo-hooo! Click here to join in or to read other G posts.
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
I bought this painting for my birthday. Isn't it darling? It was showcased in the recent children's art exhibition at our local art gallery. The painting is based on the Pete the Cat books. Guess what books I'll be searching for when I go to the library.
This cute painting was done by a class of transitional kindergarten (TK) students in Sunnyslope School, which is a couple of blocks from our house. That's where I went for fourth and fifth grades over 50 years ago. My gosh!
The note attached to the painting says that the students used their thumbprints to create the flowers that Pete the Cat is enjoying. So sweet.
Sunday, December 13, 2015
My day 83 ride with Tilda-Hilda was yesterday. It was my birthday ride, from our house to my favorite coffee shop just over 13 miles away. Whoo-hoo!
We've done longer rides, but this is the first time I've ever pedaled Tilda-Hilda to San Juan Bautista, which I've been wanting to do for three years. I was hoping to accomplish my goal this past August, but my knees got all whiny and worrisome. For about four months, we mostly pedaled around our neighborhood and it wasn't until the end of November that I ventured out and about. Although I only worked up to a few miles per trip, I decided last week to simply do this ride on my birthday, if the weather is good (no rain nor thick fog) and my knees are in good order.
|Looking back from whence we came: The highway we crossed at the end of the field.|
I admit I was a bit scared leading to yesterday, although I have often driven the path I would be taking. I would be crossing a highway, which worried me even though there are traffic lights at the intersection. And, I'd be zig-zagging through San Juan valley, which can sometimes feel like it takes forever to cross by car.
|An organic apple orchard|
The Husband was worried, too. I heard it in his voice, even though he didn't say anything. I'm glad he didn't. No doubt, he probably had the same "What if's" going through his head. What if I got a flat tire? What if an idiot driver didn't see me? What if there's no reception for the cell phone? What if I hurt myself?. . . .
|My last stop: This is where I called the Husband to let him know |
I've only a few miles left to go.
Yesterday was beautiful morning for a ride. Bright and sunny. A bit on the chilly side, which I didn't realize until I was drinking my delicious mocha java. My feet were cold for a long while afterwards.
Cattle greeted me, as I passed them by in their fields. Mooo. So, did horses. Neighhhhh. Birds, too. Chirrppp. I did surprise a few birds off their perches along the road. Sorry. And, drivers waved to me as I pedaled through the valley. Sweet.
|Here we are! At Vertigo Coffee. Safe and sound.|
It was a great ride and easier than I thought. Tilda-Hilda and I pedaled 13.28 miles in 77 minutes, not including the times we stopped so I could take photos. Pretty good for a new 62-year-old woman.
|My birthday mocha java. Yummmm.|
And, next time, I'll pedal back home. Maybe. The Husband drove over to fetch Tilda-Hilda and me. Isn't he a very nice guy?
Update: Blogger Petra-Pippa Koenig of Germany kindly invited me to join her linky party that she hosts on her blog, What Happened in Your Surrounding or Your Mind This Week? (That's an English translation.) Click here to check out the participants. Thanks, Pippa!
If I remember, I shall also link up with Warm Heart Wednesday, hosted by Jenny Matlock. Until then.
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Today ends the round of Alphabe Thursday hosted by the wonderful Mrs. Jenny Matlock. It's also the final round of the meme. Jenny has decided to retire it due to her health, which I hope the doctors can resolve very soon. Thank you, Jenny, for being you.
My theme this round has been the Places I've Been. Hence, for the letter Z, I give you some of the places that almost always put me in my Happy Zone.
In the Water
|~ Photo taken by the Husband.|
|~ Photo taken by the Husband.|
In the Mama's Garden
At a Library (or Bookstore)
Wherever the Husband and I Dance
|~ Photo taken by Lisa Q.|
Any Where Tilda-Hilda and I Ride
Around the House with Molly the Cat
Any Place with the Mama
And, Most of All, Everywhere with the Husband
|~Photo taken by a friendly woman amused at our antics.|
There you go, my letter Z for Alphabe Thursday. To join in or to read other Z posts, click here.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
It's not my birthday.
It feels like it though.
Today, the Husband and I drove over to Freedom to buy food for Molly the Cat. Our task was done quicker than we estimated, so we headed down the road to Watsonville to visit the art store and bookshop before lunch.
I'd only planned to buy a couple of new colored pencils at Wild Rose's Artists' Supplies and Custom Framing, but you know how it goes. I checked out the shop's art paper. Marbled paper. Oooooh. Wavy, corrugated paper. Gotta have that. Small rectangle-shaped suede paper. 25 cents, sold! My plan is to make masks. Yup.
At Crossroads Books, I bought a mystery called Shaking in Her Flip-Flops. Can't go wrong with a title like that. Another neat thing about the book is that it's written by Joyce Oroz, an author who lives in nearby Aromas. The Husband and I also decided to purchase a copy of The 2016 Farmer's Almanac. That's always fun reading.
To top off getting all this cool stuff, we found a new yummy place for lunch—Imura Japanese Restaurant. Not only does it serve delightful sushi but awesomilicious Korean dishes. I've been missing Korean food.
So, you see, buying cool stuff and eating Korean food have me feeling like it's my birthday. Happy smiles all around.
Monday, November 2, 2015
The big news is that it has been raining today. Those glorious drops of water on the Mama's rose are raindrops. Hurrah! Showers were steadily beating the rooftops and roads between very early this morning (maybe 1:00 a.m.) and just before noon. It looks like more rain is on the way. Maybe even a thunderstorm or two. Whoo-hooo!
I got happily soaked twice, once walking around the neighborhood, taking photos. As I was bending down by a gutter taking photos, a driver at the stop sign called over to me, "Are you okay?" It took me a moment to realize he was speaking to me. I stood up and turned, pointing to my camera, "I'm fine. I'm taking photos."
He laughed. "Thanks very much," I said. He waved and drove away.
The second time was a quick dash over by bicycle to the godmother. When I left her house, I felt like bicycling more in the rain. I was good and whooshed straight home.
The Mama said it the best about our good fortune today, "It's really rain!"
Sunday, October 18, 2015
"You have beautiful earrings," I said to the woman in the grey coat walking beside me. I was going with the flow of the crowd checking out the various food booths and trucks at yesterday's San Benito Olive Festival in our county.
"Thank you," the woman replied, stopping to give me a better look at her earrings, so I thought. They were dangling earrings in an intricate delicate design with tiny balls hanging at the top and bottom. They had an East Indian look to them.
As she was telling me how she had a lot of earrings that her relatives gave her she began to take one earring off. I figured for me to look at the lovely design closer. Some women do that—take off an earring to show another woman who is admiring them. I've done it myself. Why do we do that? I don't know.
She handed me both earrings, which startled me. I studied them. "Gorgeous," I said, as I handed them back. She did not take them.
"They're yours," she said, smiling widely.
I'm sure my mouth fell open. I looked at her, the earrings, then back at her.
"I have so many earrings, I could wear one each day, and still not have worn then all. What am I going to do with all of them," she said in a joyful voice. "So, I decided that when anyone says something nice about my earrings, I'm giving them to her."
"Thank you." That's all I recall saying. Friend Jenn had us take a photo together. The woman laughed. "I rarely take photos. I don't take good photos."
We exchanged contact information, so I could send her pictures. The beautiful lady is named Maria and lives in town. I ran into her an hour or so later, but I almost didn't recognize her because she was no longer wearing her grey coat. Nor her beautiful earrings.
I asked to take a photo of her. She laughed. "I don't take photos much. Now, look at me today."
Yes, look at her. Maria, the definition of a beautiful woman, a beautiful soul.
Thank you again, sweet Maria.
Please note that the dialogue was an approximate of what I recall was said.