Twas the night before Christmas and in Marla’s house, we were busy preparing for a day that would not interest a mouse,
For we had no presents, no tinsel, no tree, just two grown up people in wait for a day that was free,
Our fridge was packed, our house nice and warm, as we hunkered down for a quiet day outside the norm,
No children were waiting, no brew was chilling, as we eagerly looked forward to a day that was thrilling,
When what on our lawn did we spy from the door but some deer, a grouse, squirrels, and wait . . . birds galore!
As darkness descended on our small village street we heard the sound of peace, joy, and a new day to meet.
So my virtual friends I send you a warm greeting, in hopes that one day we may be meeting,
And wishing you all a joyful weekend, filled with family, food, good cheer and old friends.
Today we returned from a week of vacation. We were visiting family in Florida for an extended Thanksgiving holiday so I haven’t been blogging. This will be a short blog so you know I haven’t completely dropped off the face of the earth. I’ll get back to a more regular schedule once I get unpacked and catch up with email and phone messages. I don’t know about you, but when I am away from home for more than two or three days, it takes me some time to get back to my routine. Things pile up, and yet life has to go on. Continue reading
Saturday at Rhinebeck means lines and crowds and waiting for almost everything including the ladies room. Being a man at Rhinebeck has its advantages. Getting in and out of the restroom is the first, and getting a lot of attention from yarn-crazed women is another. My husband is a real trooper. He comes along with me to these fiber gatherings and doesn’t complain. He doesn’t always tag along with me, but that’s ok. There are some more manly things to do, like wine-tasting and watching the dog herding demonstrations. He comes home with some bottles of chile sauce and can eat whatever he wants. Continue reading
The Hudson River in the Fall
October is here and that means it’s time for my annual pilgrimage to the fiber mecca of the Northeast: Rhinebeck. Rhinebeck, New York is the venue of the New York Sheep and Wool Festival. Some people might argue that Maryland Sheep and Wool (MDSW) is a competitor for this title, but I would argue that Rhinebeck is special. Continue reading
Lily pads in the pond
Today is Friday and I was thinking about peaceful places. Sitting at home with nowhere to go is peaceful. Being outside with a breeze through the trees is peaceful. Sitting down to dinner with a home cooked meal that is also healthy is peaceful. What about all those other annoying tasks you have to do that can impinge on your peace? How about paying bills or washing dishes or picking up dog poop. Ok, that’s kind of a gross image, but you know what I mean, if they do it you have to scoop it. We all find different things peaceful. For example, I find pulling weeds relaxing. Continue reading