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Sue)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4749</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-8747211416785949858</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2025 18:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-17T16:55:33.262-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sandwiches</title><description><div><i>41°f/5°C, light clouds.&nbsp;</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Did you ever make strange sandwiches when you were young? Or maybe you still do?</div><div><br /></div><div>While trying to think of something easy to make for dinner last night (we ended up having scrambled eggs and sliced tomatoes) I somehow got to thinking about some of the sandwiches we made when I was a child.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilEkGXPN7m0H2hwy7v40kUZhyphenhyphennOuooCVYVmIuKv1hxtEMULz1sQ3kl6PWjOXPH7cg84TWfWzNi7EJalCWL2xzP8jLAkX3fobTkigRqbhW7qCx8yBOpNMTYyb8sqztVmNgcYek8gMleYhyzxdWQpylprx3nOSwzjC9VmS9FZChVIaSVluR3GWYheffo/s403/Pbandpickle.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="403" data-original-width="403" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilEkGXPN7m0H2hwy7v40kUZhyphenhyphennOuooCVYVmIuKv1hxtEMULz1sQ3kl6PWjOXPH7cg84TWfWzNi7EJalCWL2xzP8jLAkX3fobTkigRqbhW7qCx8yBOpNMTYyb8sqztVmNgcYek8gMleYhyzxdWQpylprx3nOSwzjC9VmS9FZChVIaSVluR3GWYheffo/w400-h400/Pbandpickle.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><i>Larry's favorite weirdness still, peanut butter and pickle. Image found online.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>One favorite was peanut butter and King syrup. Sticky, messy, but my did we love it. Then there were marshmallow cream sandwiches, that gooey white stuff in a jar spread thickly on white bread. I shudder to think of it now, but back then that was a good as cake to us.</div><div><br /></div><div>Others I remember: butter and white sugar sandwiches, mayonnaise sandwiches, mustard sandwiches, peanut butter and sliced bananas or just sliced bananas and butter, cucumber and butter, and that glory of glories, fried egg, cheese and ketchup. All on gum-sticking white bread, of course. We also would sometimes spread something called kippers on bread and toast under the broiler when I was in my teens. Kippers, I think, are a kind of canned, smoked herring? Not sure but definitely a canned fish.</div><div><br /></div><div>As I read over this list, I can see that most were sugar heavy, lacking in any nutritional value, and probably filling, at least for a while. How we all managed to avoid diabetes is a wonder.</div><div><br /></div><div>I haven't had any of these in years, except the peanut butter and banana,&nbsp; which I still like but rarely eat, and cucumber sandwiches, which I love in summer.</div><div><br /></div><div>I suppose that given the large size of our family and the small size of Dad's paycheck, and adding in Mom's probable desperation to keep us all fed, these mostly cheap sandwich fillers were understandable.&nbsp; And apparently we weren't harmed too badly, as all 13 of us, ranging in age from 60 to 78, are still kicking and in pretty good health.</div><div><br /></div><div>Buzz feed posed a similar question and got some eye-opening responses, so if you are feeling adventurous <b><a href="https://www.buzzfeed.com/laurenpaul/hella-weird-sandwiches-yall">maybe some of these will appeal.&nbsp;</a></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Here in West Virginia there is a restaurant called <b><a href="https://www.secretsandwichsociety.com/">The Secret Sandwich Society</a></b>. Such an intriguing name! The one time we had an opportunity to go there, the restaurant had burned down. They rebuilt and are open again so maybe one day we will get there, just to find out what the secret is!</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, 'fess up. What terribly unhealthy or weird sandwiches have you ever made? Do you still make them?</div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/sandwiches.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilEkGXPN7m0H2hwy7v40kUZhyphenhyphennOuooCVYVmIuKv1hxtEMULz1sQ3kl6PWjOXPH7cg84TWfWzNi7EJalCWL2xzP8jLAkX3fobTkigRqbhW7qCx8yBOpNMTYyb8sqztVmNgcYek8gMleYhyzxdWQpylprx3nOSwzjC9VmS9FZChVIaSVluR3GWYheffo/s72-w400-h400-c/Pbandpickle.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>26</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-2645153674866368467</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2025 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-15T14:04:19.116-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sick</title><description><div><i>39°f/about 3°C this morning after an evening and night of wild weather.&nbsp;</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>What a night. High winds,&nbsp; incredible downpours, thunder, lightning,&nbsp; and hail that was huge in places south of us, and damaged hundreds of car. We had hail too, but not like that. However, a big tree fell on a neighbor's house, and another blocked our road. That neighbor, poor guy, had a tree fall on his house several years ago too. What are the odds?&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Today we had a lashing of hail and rainaround 10am, and the wind is still fierce but slowly dying down. Thank goodness.</div><div><br /></div><div>And I am sick. Apparently all that work did me in! Not really, I guess I just picked up a bug when we were out Friday---what i get for having a good time, right? This is just a head cold, I think, and I have all the proper meds on hand. So I am running on low speed today, but still able to do stuff, just v-e-r-y slowly, and resting in between.</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess hat makes it worse is my knee is still pretty awful at night. The only thing that helps is an icepack which somehow seems to quiet down whatever is causing all this pain. It is pretty miserable, and my sleep is so broken up that it feels like I haven't slept at all.</div><div><br /></div><div>I can't remember if I told you that the bloodwork came back normal. I swear I had hoped for an infection so I could get the right drugs and that would be that. The only things the doctor could recommend was more therapy, or cortisone injections--which is what I wanted to avoid by having the knee replaced in the first place. I am debating the therapy; when I was going before it seemed to make my knee even worse. But maybe? I just don't know.</div><div><br /></div><div>But. On the bright side, granddaughter Sarah is coming from Colorado again, and will be here tomorrow night! It is always such a pleasure when she's here. And the meds have me feeling pretty human, so I will be fine when she's here. I can't complain because I haven't been sick in about 18 months, which is pretty good considering all the bad stuff going around this past winter.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/sick.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><thr:total>27</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-531441063827875725</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2025 16:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-14T12:46:59.256-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2025 gardens</category><title>All Work and No Play</title><description><div><i>50°f/10°C, light overcast and breezy. Rain or thunderstorms expected later.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Yep, this woman has been all work the last couple days and the same is true today. It's that time of year, so much to be done.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4Odtblrps50D9cZL1UKY8FnzNIivf0eZxgKy1eSuRUZ_3aRy02cIQoNd8bLh2TW2fPxVcB3LgZWbRyjK6yDIL74lF3Jcf_6rYJPvwDOdzF1MKMnbhfRGj2Hq0_yYq6G0Wq8aAtdVUlMB90ZzVbG60kWbSqzCXEvcpowJx9u2HFmJsqExxU4ZFIeD/s3024/20250414_115706.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4Odtblrps50D9cZL1UKY8FnzNIivf0eZxgKy1eSuRUZ_3aRy02cIQoNd8bLh2TW2fPxVcB3LgZWbRyjK6yDIL74lF3Jcf_6rYJPvwDOdzF1MKMnbhfRGj2Hq0_yYq6G0Wq8aAtdVUlMB90ZzVbG60kWbSqzCXEvcpowJx9u2HFmJsqExxU4ZFIeD/w400-h400/20250414_115706.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><i>Sitting on the porch, looking out at what still needs doing. I sowed more grass seed, hoping for better luck this time. The dogs think the straw is just for them!</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>I spent a few hours with my stringtrimmer yesterday and today and things are looking much better. Larry has done some mowing but his weedeating is still ahead of him. He has been painting our log room, and he is a one-project man, can't have 2 going at once. Whereas I seem to have many pies in the oven all the time.&nbsp; He should finish painting today, and then you can bet he will vamoose outside.&nbsp; He hates inside work.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04-imEhflH-DstAGMqDJ7TxffZBMxlewQisYLiDMSG0-icwwpc4ATbopKTj5OGrfTf7oor0LrnVz68Y61Nn4wXC0NMx_z0kLBigcaywBpnRDduCUZ98ypsP4bkKZAYxamIvuqQGiFV5_KmFKT_GUmGCzQ15dE0HxAuzrJWAqK0rbRP-r5y0g4xWby/s3024/20250414_090505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04-imEhflH-DstAGMqDJ7TxffZBMxlewQisYLiDMSG0-icwwpc4ATbopKTj5OGrfTf7oor0LrnVz68Y61Nn4wXC0NMx_z0kLBigcaywBpnRDduCUZ98ypsP4bkKZAYxamIvuqQGiFV5_KmFKT_GUmGCzQ15dE0HxAuzrJWAqK0rbRP-r5y0g4xWby/w400-h400/20250414_090505.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><i>The apple trees are in bloom now. I am so thankful they are later than usual this year, and have, I think, avoided frost. I think.&nbsp;</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>I cleaned up my poor herb garden and was pleasantly surprised to find that more plants survived than I thought. There are several sage plants, along with a coreopsis, hollyhock, oregano, one or two parsley, a few chives, two varieties of fennel, and I saw the volunteer canna lily beginning to poke its head up. All of the raspberries we transplanted to this garden survived, even though several were mashed <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2024/12/well-how-about-that.html?m=1">when the tree fell on my van</a></b>.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDT2WbRTf1FuaxX04A-xscrqAZEi2-F_3KVkQjg-9dc8NeTBjBoEamM1QqUWuqJPlcF8-eY8BMeqvadttKlmul1DKwmbCxPhr6VZcYo1s-KF7j2C0rznxNoomQlJTNyTiB4FVdSPF-T47yMtMTnSXKluNQS-5MuRdis6rQSQo77dNX2EJItaSVKJl/s2041/20250413_230116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2041" data-original-width="1582" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirDT2WbRTf1FuaxX04A-xscrqAZEi2-F_3KVkQjg-9dc8NeTBjBoEamM1QqUWuqJPlcF8-eY8BMeqvadttKlmul1DKwmbCxPhr6VZcYo1s-KF7j2C0rznxNoomQlJTNyTiB4FVdSPF-T47yMtMTnSXKluNQS-5MuRdis6rQSQo77dNX2EJItaSVKJl/w310-h400/20250413_230116.jpg" width="310" /></a></div><i>I forgot that I planted these double tulips last year</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>We transplanted a few elderberries yesterday. I--was surprised when I looked out the bedroom window to see that the large bush that is all twined in amongst the snowball bush had sent out a few roots, which had sprouts on them.&nbsp; I don't like that bush mixup but short of pulling them up there's no solution,&nbsp; so I just live with it. It's out of sight in a secluded corner anyway. The snowball bush is just glorious when it blooms, so it's a shame no one sees it but us.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday we went to see granddaughter Hannah's house, which she just bought. It is really cute, small but just right for her needs. But the bad news is that just a week after she closed on it she got laid off. Major stress , as you can imagine. She has a few leads for another position, but won't make as much as she did at the last place. Still, her house payment is quite a bit less than the rent she was paying, and she is already in tbe black as far as equity since she bought under the appraised price.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, back to work, as soon as I check in on&nbsp; a few of you; I've been remiss in my reading this weekend!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/all-work-and-no-play.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4Odtblrps50D9cZL1UKY8FnzNIivf0eZxgKy1eSuRUZ_3aRy02cIQoNd8bLh2TW2fPxVcB3LgZWbRyjK6yDIL74lF3Jcf_6rYJPvwDOdzF1MKMnbhfRGj2Hq0_yYq6G0Wq8aAtdVUlMB90ZzVbG60kWbSqzCXEvcpowJx9u2HFmJsqExxU4ZFIeD/s72-w400-h400-c/20250414_115706.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-4839469780109143615</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2025 13:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-12T09:51:37.860-04:00</atom:updated><title>Liar, Liar!</title><description><div><i>37°f/3°C, cloudy, chance of showers. Hail storm Thursday, cloudy and cold yesterday, never getting above 45°. Today will be about the same.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGIBBEvvKMPenbdTV6kM6wYoUoPgBASjyI3NUvGc6lw_gkcRHHPVD_Us0u_IbGuPorwJ3tM1wIJ2jcJYp53J5AtNYB3471EjlApTzK9WdY1THEG6T62ULAC4M4tYl-W0h2RO0tJOWZ5mKYeNfSDhJJOjrPikjJA4_T8b4pUuuhzswiMB2iHLXfIok7/s2221/20250411_212922.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2221" data-original-width="1431" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGIBBEvvKMPenbdTV6kM6wYoUoPgBASjyI3NUvGc6lw_gkcRHHPVD_Us0u_IbGuPorwJ3tM1wIJ2jcJYp53J5AtNYB3471EjlApTzK9WdY1THEG6T62ULAC4M4tYl-W0h2RO0tJOWZ5mKYeNfSDhJJOjrPikjJA4_T8b4pUuuhzswiMB2iHLXfIok7/w258-h400/20250411_212922.jpg" width="258" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></div><div>After&nbsp; spending the day organizing and entering all my receipts for 2025 into a new spreadsheet and working on painting projects, we were both ready for a break.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>We went to dinner first, at a local Mexican restaurant.&nbsp; The place was jam-packed, and it's a fair-sized place. You sure couldn't see any concern about the economy there! Then we were off to The Alpine, our county's small performance theater, to hear <b><a href="https://www.leppstorytelling.com/">Bil Lepp.</a></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Bil won the West Virginia Liar's Contest 5 times, and was barred from entering again! He became a state employee then and was the organizer and emcee for the event after that. Bil moved on to the national stage and is one of the top names in storytelling world, performing across the country. Lying has been his full-time job for about 20 years now, but still lives in West Virginia and often performs in the state. I have known him since 1997, when I predicted that he would be on the national stage in 5 years. I was wrong--it only took him four.</div><div><br /></div><div>It was a fine evening of good stories and laughter, with a a few sly jabs at the MAGA agenda that just tickled me because I would bet those went right over the heads of many in the audience. Which made them even funnier to me.</div><div><br /></div><div>Take a listen for yourself to get an idea of Bil's style.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/i1_CMmLq3nE" width="320" youtube-src-id="i1_CMmLq3nE"></iframe></div><br /><div>Back to work today, but with a smile!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/liar-liar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGIBBEvvKMPenbdTV6kM6wYoUoPgBASjyI3NUvGc6lw_gkcRHHPVD_Us0u_IbGuPorwJ3tM1wIJ2jcJYp53J5AtNYB3471EjlApTzK9WdY1THEG6T62ULAC4M4tYl-W0h2RO0tJOWZ5mKYeNfSDhJJOjrPikjJA4_T8b4pUuuhzswiMB2iHLXfIok7/s72-w258-h400-c/20250411_212922.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-3018329131370233917</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2025 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-10T19:13:01.117-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eaton Tunnel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eaton's Tunnel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">haunted tunnel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tunnel</category><title>Looking Back: Eaton's Tunnel</title><description><div><i>45f/12C this morning, with light rain. Gradual clearing, sunny late afternoon and 55.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhrfMifMIhmm4JeWD4YmeQfOreHGOZq7JLFwjNgon27jecIpcc62cOe_zqut6vnDK2AEz5-COq72B37H9p5W6haCsdzZ95kw_DAtXBCg_8MHTfOrBP3RiGBnIBcsrYVoj8yXsf9sMzdvAEXnSmWtdsvAfb_ZorxgRqXDy1Vs3-frQ0dVXHRnn5LFEXg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhrfMifMIhmm4JeWD4YmeQfOreHGOZq7JLFwjNgon27jecIpcc62cOe_zqut6vnDK2AEz5-COq72B37H9p5W6haCsdzZ95kw_DAtXBCg_8MHTfOrBP3RiGBnIBcsrYVoj8yXsf9sMzdvAEXnSmWtdsvAfb_ZorxgRqXDy1Vs3-frQ0dVXHRnn5LFEXg=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eaton's Tunnel</div><br /></i></div><div>I have not written a post on my laptop in a long while. I use my phone these days, but after spending so much time on my laptop this past couple days, I am kind of enjoying the large screen. Five years ago I spilled white wine on here, and now most of the upper number keys don't work, so it's a bit of unhandy bcause the other symbols, like the exclamation point, number sign, etc, also are unuseable. Fortunately the number keypad still works.</div><div><br /></div><div>Today was a laid back day. I had a nice long conversation with my son Derek, and also with my friend who is on the way home from the beach with her family. Aside from that, I cleaned and put everything back on the wall Larry painted yesterday and got the next wall ready by removing all the stuff that he might get paint on. He taped a large sheet of plastic over the TV and fireplace, as the section he is painting is the pie-shaped piece above the fireplace--the rest of the wall that is not log is taken up by the fireplace and the door. After that, I organized all my receipts for this year, set up the spreadsheet, then entered a bunch of the receipts so I feel much lighter now that I have a good start on catching up on the year. I hate this stuff, but once I get started I don't mind it quite as much as the dreaded anticipation of having to do it. Silly, but there it is.</div><div><br /></div><div>Since I am on this computer, I thought I would look back through my thousands of files, and see what might be of interest in there. Here's a story I used to tell, one that still haunts me.</div><div><br /></div><div><p><b>Eaton Tunnel; Or, When the Story
Finds the Storyteller<o:p></o:p></b></p><p><b><br /></b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYlFb38xn9fENFZo4DCO_dR6jUUD7dKSz2vxZ0o9O45uby0KdEZeQtKN3cNid4X6BSk3iXZWrSmWGav8_iaukrq7zj4MfejNA3D6nCxKwdlpHjvIjSciK1ySLDBqOloavzsBuorVtR2Xi7qlHXEWwoupPWfsDUhsMrUaqfUwjD0ZFhcahmelee_q7i/s1600/Eaton%20Tunnel2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYlFb38xn9fENFZo4DCO_dR6jUUD7dKSz2vxZ0o9O45uby0KdEZeQtKN3cNid4X6BSk3iXZWrSmWGav8_iaukrq7zj4MfejNA3D6nCxKwdlpHjvIjSciK1ySLDBqOloavzsBuorVtR2Xi7qlHXEWwoupPWfsDUhsMrUaqfUwjD0ZFhcahmelee_q7i/w400-h300/Eaton%20Tunnel2.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><i>The new tunnel as it was in 2022, is part of the North Bend Rail Trail, which has about 20 old tunnels along its length.</i><br /><b><br /></b><p></p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p>Petroleum, West Virginia was once an oil drilling boom town with several
thousand residents, a couple hotels, and all the other businesses you might
expect in a thriving town. It was home to the California Hotel, a large
structure built to house the oil field workers as well as the travelers who
passed by on the Staunton to Parkersburg Turnpike, making their way to the Ohio
River and the western oil and gold strikes. Today Petroleum is just a small
rural community of scattered homes and few hints of its colorful past. When the
drilling died out, the town struggled to survive; eventually the railroad was
discontinued and most of the remaining jobs and people left.&nbsp;</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p>One day my husband and I decided to re-visit Petroleum. It was late, almost
dark, but on the map it didn’t look like it was more than a few miles. &nbsp;The winding two-lane turned to one lane, then
to gravel and finally to a rutted, muddy path with doorhandle high grass in the
center, a steep droppoff on one side and a cliff on the other. We made a few
wrong turns and by this time it was completely dark, the mudholes were getting
bigger and deeper and the drop-off to the creek far below was ever closer as
the road continued to narrow. And there was still no sign of a town or even any
lights houses, or buildings.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>As we approached another hairpin turn, we saw headlights. Another vehicle
was approaching and we searched for a pull-off place. The little blue Jeep
stopped when Larry rolled down his window and waved. "Are we on the road
to Petroleum?"</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>"Yeah, but why do you want to go there?" Two sets of curious eyes
checked out our van. "That's an awful nice vehicle to have back in
here."</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>"I'm a storyteller," I explained. "I like to find places with
stories, and Petroleum has such an interesting history. I especially like ghost
stories and thought there might be some connected with the town’s past."</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>"Storyteller! Have you ever heard the story of Eaton's Tunnel?"</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>I had never heard of it, but it took only a few minutes for the man to give
me the basics of the tale.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>“The tunnel collapsed when it was being built, killing three men. Their
bodies were never recovered. The railroad sealed up the tunnel with their
bodies inside and built a new tunnel beside it. You just passed by the place,”
my informant told me. “It’s just back where you started up this road. People
hear things there, voices, wails, train whistles and such.”</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>It was enough to make me want to learn more. Buried bodies, ghostly wails,
voices--what was the whole story behind the tunnel's haunted reputation? The
next day I began my research into the story I had heard.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>Eaton Tunnel, I learned, is Tunnel #21 on the B&amp;O Line from Parkersburg
to Grafton, WV. It was built sometime between 1867-1870. The keystone on the
tunnel is dated 1867. In 1869, a young construction worker named Thomas
Nashville Johnson was working at the tunnel. He was 27 years old, married to
Alpha Jane Marshall, and the father of 4 children. Alpha came to Petroleum with
her father who was the postmaster for the region. Prior to her marriage Alpha
lived at the California House, and that is where she must have met Thomas
Johnson.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>One day there was a rock fall in the tunnel, and Thomas Johnson was killed.
Alpha soon remarried, this time to a Civil War vet named Asa Jenkins. Asa was
once arrested as a deserter, but whether he was actually deserting or just
assigned to a sharpshooting unit is not clear. He did spend some time in prison
on the charge. He may not have been the best of men as he spent time in prison
for theft. Alpha divorced him in 1875.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>As I dug deeper into Alpha’s story, it suddenly struck me that I was getting
away from the story of the tunnel. Research can sometimes do that to a
storyteller as one interesting trail leads to another. I wondered, were the
ghostly sounds in Tunnel #21 the cries of Thomas Johnson? I continued to search
for information, and soon found another tragic event at the tunnel almost 100
years after Thomas Johnson’s death.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>By the late 1950's, railroad freight cars were getting bigger and bigger.
The narrow, low tunnels on the B&amp;O line was creating an area referred to as
"The Bottleneck" by railroaders because of the difficulty of getting
the larger trains through the tunnels. The B&amp;O decided to renovate the
tunnels, widening them and raising their roofs to accommodate the larger
trains; this was called a "clearance" project. On June 6, 1963,
Tunnel #21 collapsed during these renovations, trapping 3 men.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>One of the men was quickly rescued and sustained only a broken ankle.
Another, Arthur Boggs, &nbsp;was rescued after
hours under the rubble and taken to a hospital in Columbus, Ohio, where he
later died of his injuries. The third worker, Harry “Buck” Nichols, could not
be recovered; each time the rescue teams tried, more of the tunnel gave way.
Finally, with the consent of the worker's family, the tunnel was sealed with
his remains still inside. A new tunnel was constructed close by. No marker was
placed at the site in remembrance of the lost worker, and today only a muddy
footpath leads to the old tunnel, which has collapsed still further and is too
dangerous to enter at all. </p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjre8K35Oon87KXup8liwojzJZuKFic4O876KJCD2KG5YyvUc43JLr1SQ-1q9jPneUHQJFNaskv446F_ZJkZZr9GTS7dmGwQP8VHYHjZcKrGaY6aiZZKj_pqbERisHs1cCwfFg6Pej0vwVkdPRElh8ZJLbxF5hHVaLIonXv6B4bHXQ0X9WLBjMMwtSf/s1600/Eaton%20Tunnel3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjre8K35Oon87KXup8liwojzJZuKFic4O876KJCD2KG5YyvUc43JLr1SQ-1q9jPneUHQJFNaskv446F_ZJkZZr9GTS7dmGwQP8VHYHjZcKrGaY6aiZZKj_pqbERisHs1cCwfFg6Pej0vwVkdPRElh8ZJLbxF5hHVaLIonXv6B4bHXQ0X9WLBjMMwtSf/w300-h400/Eaton%20Tunnel3.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><i>The collapsed tunnel entrance, as it was in 2022, the last time I was there. There is, as far as I can tell, no way to get inside even a small part of the old tunnel--and who woud want to?</i><p></p>
<p>Buck Nichols still rests beneath the collapsed tunnel. Most hikers trekking
the North Bend Rail Trail will go through the new tunnel, unaware of the
tragedies that occurred so close by. But perhaps now that his story is told,
Harry “Buck” Nichols will rest in peace.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p>Sometimes we find stories. Sometimes the stories find the storyteller, in
the most unexpected places.</p>
<p><o:p>&nbsp;</o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">http://www.newsandsentinel.com/opinion/local-columns/2015/06/train-tunnel-accident-yields-audio-evidence/
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://www.american-rails.com/eaton.html">https://www.american-rails.com/eaton.html</a></p></div><div>I wrote about this story in 2012 when I first stumbled onto it, and again in 2018 when Larry and I explored it further. You can read these posts <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2012/10/on-trail-of-story.html">here </a></b>and <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2018/11/the-haunted-tunnel.html">here</a>.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/looking-back-eatons-tunnel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhrfMifMIhmm4JeWD4YmeQfOreHGOZq7JLFwjNgon27jecIpcc62cOe_zqut6vnDK2AEz5-COq72B37H9p5W6haCsdzZ95kw_DAtXBCg_8MHTfOrBP3RiGBnIBcsrYVoj8yXsf9sMzdvAEXnSmWtdsvAfb_ZorxgRqXDy1Vs3-frQ0dVXHRnn5LFEXg=s72-w300-h400-c" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-4849030653988278379</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2025 03:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-10T09:33:57.962-04:00</atom:updated><title>One LONG Day</title><description><div><i>It did frost this morning, but i think we escaped most damage as the temps were up to 24°f before the sun peeked over our hill. Fingers crossed! Showers this evening.</i></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43OdNnaS3LRibUzWQJAdHyksXrRK6b8sQYVdX53ZIHZzazKNwVTnwxFvQe_DhUwP4dWA8kHtFcVvj2LnC347gTCMGvTEiXg8wDk71gMEq1oxYT5JsncIMgzfJZw5S2AVl06tYNmGwM_qnLclabsIWbvf69J9Z3RgOsPUXBv21WbWyVhHuhP86Uxv_/s2967/20250409_213151.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2913" data-original-width="2967" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43OdNnaS3LRibUzWQJAdHyksXrRK6b8sQYVdX53ZIHZzazKNwVTnwxFvQe_DhUwP4dWA8kHtFcVvj2LnC347gTCMGvTEiXg8wDk71gMEq1oxYT5JsncIMgzfJZw5S2AVl06tYNmGwM_qnLclabsIWbvf69J9Z3RgOsPUXBv21WbWyVhHuhP86Uxv_/s320/20250409_213151.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><i>The last embers. Will this be the final fire in the fireplace this Spring?</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>It has been a hard pull today, friends, but in the end it was a fairly good day.</div><div><br /></div><div>Just as I told Larry the man would do, The Orange One pulled back on the tariffs. So all his rich buddies just got richer, buying up stock when it was down, knowing he would do exactly what he did.Well, we shall see what craziness this idiot pulls next. The last time one man had all the world in an uproar was Hitler, and we know how that turned out.</div><div><br /></div><div>Still, life goes on for whatever reason. Besides the usual housework, I spent this cold day pricing three totes of items for the booths, listing a half dozen things on ebay and then spending half an hour on the phone with Viasat, our satellite internet provider, convincing them that we needed a service call because our internet is up and down all day. Which is&nbsp; a total aggravation.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>To be fair, we have had this provider for about 15 years and have had very few issues. I think this is only our third service call. Apparently there is a bad bushing, allowing the dish to wobble or something, breaking the connection&nbsp; over and over. It has been getting progressively worse since January, but I kept thinking it was weather related.</div><div><br /></div><div>The spotty internet has been a real headache because I was trying to finish up our taxes. Last week got so crazy I could not complete them, and then this week the internet connectivity has been terrible. But after my call with Viasat I sat there through outage after outage and&nbsp; persevered until I got them done. So yay me!</div><div><br /></div><div>While I was doing my stuff Larry went out to feed our neighbor's lambs and other critters, as he has been doing all week while they are at the beach. He came home and checked our ramp patch and brought in a mess of those as well as a nice handful of asparagus, which is coming up&nbsp; despite the cold weather. Then he got started painting our log room,&nbsp; after a two-year delay. Friends, he is one messy painter! But the areas to be painted are high up and require ladder work, which I am not yet up to. So I will have to grit my teeth and try not to look up.</div><div><br /></div><div>And that has been our day. I was frustrated with the internet and the taxes (Turbotax charges $288 for our simple business tax prep! Next year I will go back to doing them myself, as I did for years), and Larry hates to paint, so not a fun day.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the evening, he built a nice fire, cracked open some Guinness and poured me some Chardonnay. We both felt we'd earned it. Then I put in a movie, Girl Interrupted. Have you seen it? It was a 1999 Academy Award winner, but I did not think I would like the topic of girls in a mental institution,&nbsp; but I found the movie completely absorbing, and oddly a welcome relief.&nbsp; Maybe because it makes one realize that one's problems are nothing compared to the struggles of these poor girls?</div><div><br /></div><div>Now it is bedtime, and I pray that my dreams are not of numbers and paint tracked through the house.&nbsp; Good night,&nbsp; all.</div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/one-long-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43OdNnaS3LRibUzWQJAdHyksXrRK6b8sQYVdX53ZIHZzazKNwVTnwxFvQe_DhUwP4dWA8kHtFcVvj2LnC347gTCMGvTEiXg8wDk71gMEq1oxYT5JsncIMgzfJZw5S2AVl06tYNmGwM_qnLclabsIWbvf69J9Z3RgOsPUXBv21WbWyVhHuhP86Uxv_/s72-c/20250409_213151.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-62662843399162665</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2025 12:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-09T08:26:33.459-04:00</atom:updated><title>What Next?</title><description><div><i>25°f/-4°C, clear after a very chilly day yesterday. Possibility of snow in the eastern WV mountains tonight. Winter is still dragging her white skirts around. Our fruit trees may be damaged, along with other tender plants, if the temperature doesn't rise before the sun reaches them. In past years we would be out with hoses, wetting everything down to prevent damage. Too old for that now.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Today the tariffs take effect. And there goes the economy, our world reputation and respect.</div><div>How will this absurd act affect you? What little retirement I have left I moved out of the stock market some time ago, so perhaps it is safe. We will be paying more, along with everyone else, for quite a bit of what we buy new. For us, I think the main impact will be food and gas, since we buy almost everything else used. However, if these tariffs stay in place, even used goods will increase in price as demand increases.</div><div><br /></div><div>Other impacts: one of the places I have a booth sells mostly new decor, with one area for us vintage and antiques sellers. Donna sent this message yesterday:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNz4Y-R8Yacf_A10CZfMETBARy5uhOoD4i0_yCLDRkL1sq_eoE2Z2-pTeWBxi3PFBnOnNS1HDJXX9wZkLoQmdzECmpzDaWvtWw7dB9hMahY4KzrFk_3ylY5Qm7MftJZxCRhyphenhyphenU6-hBRegbG-c52LJygoNFg8QPOoT853RsibSGKcSfl8hpuY4A2h6c/s1080/20250409_080102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1001" data-original-width="1080" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNz4Y-R8Yacf_A10CZfMETBARy5uhOoD4i0_yCLDRkL1sq_eoE2Z2-pTeWBxi3PFBnOnNS1HDJXX9wZkLoQmdzECmpzDaWvtWw7dB9hMahY4KzrFk_3ylY5Qm7MftJZxCRhyphenhyphenU6-hBRegbG-c52LJygoNFg8QPOoT853RsibSGKcSfl8hpuY4A2h6c/s320/20250409_080102.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>So, she plans to keep prices as they are, for now. But when she has to buy new stock, what then? As people's discretionary income shrinks, they will shy away from soft goods like decor, antiques, etc. So our side income will even more affected than it already has, as people have been nervous about spending in the last month or two. We are still selling, but bigger ticket items are moving very slowly.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Outside of tariffs, effects of Trump's policies are being felt in arts and education. West Virginia Humanities Council is impacted, halting all grant funding because of the loss of federal funds. That means many historic preservation projects will be halted, and arts funding, crucial to many festivals and artists in our state, will struggle to continue,&nbsp; if they even can.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then there is the Smithsonian,&nbsp; that national treasure, now a target in Trump's sights. Have you ever visited this astounding museum, or read their high quality magazine?&nbsp; I could go on and on, because there are so many institutions we hold dear and value being hurt. Like our parks. And scientific research. Well, you all know these things.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am dismayed by the whitewashing of our history as the process of removing all references to anyone of color is removed from so many museums and websites. And bringing back those Confederate monuments? What country allows such tributes displayed to honor those who were defeated, who went to war against their own country? This is just one part of the damage being inflicted daily on our country by a maniac and his crazed supporters.&nbsp; While the tariffs will hit us all in our wallets, these many changes affect the very fabric of our country.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/what-next.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNz4Y-R8Yacf_A10CZfMETBARy5uhOoD4i0_yCLDRkL1sq_eoE2Z2-pTeWBxi3PFBnOnNS1HDJXX9wZkLoQmdzECmpzDaWvtWw7dB9hMahY4KzrFk_3ylY5Qm7MftJZxCRhyphenhyphenU6-hBRegbG-c52LJygoNFg8QPOoT853RsibSGKcSfl8hpuY4A2h6c/s72-c/20250409_080102.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-1934124747696105303</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2025 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-07T08:19:17.104-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">George</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Purple Fiddle</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sea shanties</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Wellermen</category><title>Concert! Sea Shanties</title><description><div><i>61°f/16°C, cloudy in the morning, rain or rain showers all day.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Heave ho!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlMraZ11gBRVAzjv3R6XgHMsHVL0O7uUaNAL4zq3hslSmRVZqTfk_iWDNR9SDTZ9FBKva0BZDNp7XBoLgC9iwT5vLFT9seugVIvGHSWSiASk0-aBSKwXoSXWTHOcz2hxa91vcBykAk42Kc1jFcNHZmsWSEbs8xgETLnIx9XMB3278FrTWxT4GhnTxk/s2281/20250406_113033.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1225" data-original-width="2281" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlMraZ11gBRVAzjv3R6XgHMsHVL0O7uUaNAL4zq3hslSmRVZqTfk_iWDNR9SDTZ9FBKva0BZDNp7XBoLgC9iwT5vLFT9seugVIvGHSWSiASk0-aBSKwXoSXWTHOcz2hxa91vcBykAk42Kc1jFcNHZmsWSEbs8xgETLnIx9XMB3278FrTWxT4GhnTxk/w400-h215/20250406_113033.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><i>The Wellermen: Sebastian, Bobby, Luke, and Sam. John was missing at the time of my photo.</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>We were on the road most of yesterday, traveling across the state to visit our oldest son, his wife and daughter, and to attend a concert by a group I honestly never thought I would see in person: The Wellermen, a sea shanty singing group with members from the US and the UK, with one member half-Finnish and half Brit.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I stumbled on this group on Facebook Reels last winter. I had been listening to the&nbsp;<b>Fisherman's<a href="https://thefishermansfriends.com/"> Friends</a></b><a href="https://thefishermansfriends.com/">,</a> another shanty group from Cornwall and a favorite of mine. I enjoyed <a href="https://www.thewellermen.com/our-story"><b>The Wellermen</b> </a>too, but assumed they were in the UK, and that odds of ever hearing them in person were pretty remote. So imagine my shock when I found that they were performing in tiny Thomas, WV, at the Purple Fiddle, a funky, fun small restaurant and performance space in West Virginia's coolest little mountain town (which is also not so easy to get to, although a road that has been under construction for about 15 years will bring the town uncomfortably easy to access from the DC area).</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-GZKV6BYPFub_sfW8LZeZk6kK1ZSaxmLIhQTnZCpc8X4SxTFsB0CZ9NUmFq69Gqi2rclXWXueZnwSUmYZk0ee95MxR4MGhjXZEeT2fsWjWD-2rMcz_4sj92rsDt19mxg0rEs12TEVPEhaigB9_64pqGqCqfHBvkwNr0zpB0SusG-ydrk68rHX6o7/s3024/20250405_190851.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-GZKV6BYPFub_sfW8LZeZk6kK1ZSaxmLIhQTnZCpc8X4SxTFsB0CZ9NUmFq69Gqi2rclXWXueZnwSUmYZk0ee95MxR4MGhjXZEeT2fsWjWD-2rMcz_4sj92rsDt19mxg0rEs12TEVPEhaigB9_64pqGqCqfHBvkwNr0zpB0SusG-ydrk68rHX6o7/s320/20250405_190851.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><i>My burger...wasn't feeling adventurous, but this burger was beyond perfect. I rarely eat beef, or burgers, but I enjoyed this one.</i><div><i><br /></i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-oaBv3NJaqWJ9oT3VX26UA0NlfSu-DFVIhgZIKAi0Me7aCn_yrapZFOJbpF7Ta0NoMODtRizrVR4eIKk8SnWh4Qxvoi9Ova7EamDu0YrswQic7BQ5QZcqRV6FLs6tjhpDqahcn_ARMXKk0haPod7VYRfdMUdNBzuN_yPCrGoEBLbCMsgMZy8H5FP/s3024/20250405_190844.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG-oaBv3NJaqWJ9oT3VX26UA0NlfSu-DFVIhgZIKAi0Me7aCn_yrapZFOJbpF7Ta0NoMODtRizrVR4eIKk8SnWh4Qxvoi9Ova7EamDu0YrswQic7BQ5QZcqRV6FLs6tjhpDqahcn_ARMXKk0haPod7VYRfdMUdNBzuN_yPCrGoEBLbCMsgMZy8H5FP/s320/20250405_190844.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><i>My son ordered these rice cakes appetizer which were wrapped in seaweed and had a spicy sauce. I tasted them and thought them pretty good.&nbsp;</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>The remains of those amazing fries. Not at all greasy and unlike any fries I have ever had.</i></div><div><i><br /></i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNcTysUsYZo3SGE7vriuXdIKUsmxnkFoA-pvSr-GQXptsmWoeq4YZWUfnwTyRNbvLIgGr3ze4gvZutdekovy51kUASfQqdMycaIUXckmTkzVBHswVI8VdkibYqo2_V5fwUVr7q0PobUAxEDtmyhe7FFNFSSPiIUadXJ8rL3kgSlXhXTF_xuJlvk6L/s3024/20250405_190842.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNcTysUsYZo3SGE7vriuXdIKUsmxnkFoA-pvSr-GQXptsmWoeq4YZWUfnwTyRNbvLIgGr3ze4gvZutdekovy51kUASfQqdMycaIUXckmTkzVBHswVI8VdkibYqo2_V5fwUVr7q0PobUAxEDtmyhe7FFNFSSPiIUadXJ8rL3kgSlXhXTF_xuJlvk6L/s320/20250405_190842.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>We had a great dinner at a quirky restaurant that serves Asian fusion dishes along with good ol' burgers. Their curly fries are to die for, an odd but astounding combination of potatoes with a creamy cheese, nut, and dried fruit topping. I could have been happy with just those for my meal!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg652UV0lhDeas43by5w_7wYuekbFQWR-fvOS14mNsiXV9udh2TEQfg75Joz0oGkxYp1ENnh-zeWX8szhUOTJuv861LjM5FovWuSWLzxvBhQ3V-q_Hoj1fgfZixVXCr05dp_uzGm-KKQvldoSEMrlQCOkW2OMYiOn8o-_aInleg2ohhbRQ_ePMfHMNJ/s3024/20250405_195358.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg652UV0lhDeas43by5w_7wYuekbFQWR-fvOS14mNsiXV9udh2TEQfg75Joz0oGkxYp1ENnh-zeWX8szhUOTJuv861LjM5FovWuSWLzxvBhQ3V-q_Hoj1fgfZixVXCr05dp_uzGm-KKQvldoSEMrlQCOkW2OMYiOn8o-_aInleg2ohhbRQ_ePMfHMNJ/w400-h400/20250405_195358.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The concert was standing room only, and we arrived just in time to nab the last 4 chairs, thank goodness. I would guess there were about 100 people in attendance. My daughter-in-law stayed home to prepare for her Sunday services--she is a minister at a church near their home (and also a pharmacist, part-time), so it was just my son, granddaughter,&nbsp; Larry and me.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/UX5jUqqGt18" width="320" youtube-src-id="UX5jUqqGt18"></iframe></div><br /><div>Y'all, I am here to tell you, that was one great concert. The group's harmonies are shiver-inspiring, especially the amazing bass voices of Bobby Baxter and Luke Taylor. John, the other bass, had to leave the second half of the show with a stomach issue (too much gas station food, they said!), but the group carried on.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/GIDJYUYiyoM" width="320" youtube-src-id="GIDJYUYiyoM"></iframe></div><div><i>Sebastian is singing here.</i></div><br /><div>The tenor voices of Sam and Sebastian,&nbsp; both of whose last names I have forgotten, were simply perfect. There were oppo8for audience singalong too, on numbers such as Drunken Sailor, Wellerman,&nbsp; and 16 Tons. The songs weren't all shanties-- there were American and original songs added to the mix.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/NcYZkhElsaA" width="320" youtube-src-id="NcYZkhElsaA"></iframe></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Spanish Ladies&nbsp;</i></div></i><div><br /></div><div>I took several videos, which I had to edit to meet YouTube copyright rules, but they give a good sense of the evening. The audience was wildly appreciative, and gave a couple of standing ovations. It was just that good.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/db19H-FJra4" width="320" youtube-src-id="db19H-FJra4"></iframe></div><div><br /></div>You can hear <b><a href="https://www.thewellermen.com/our-story">more of their singing on their website.</a></b></div><div><b><br /></b><div>I admit, I was a total fangirl, waiting outside in hopes of a photo, which the guys were happy to do. They were surprised that I had come so far to hear them, but then they don't know how limited such opportunities are in West Virginia.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>With Luke and Sam. Luke's voice is quite something in one so young, such a deep bass. Sam is a classic British tenor, beautiful range.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKb7MD6ZC2vTMHr7MpQGK6qLRWldZ5FsqF-3-EAxABHzo8JWD5TxkuXDt0sD5qYHJTmPfVXqm3xGNZ5PShD9EurC_kYZhbuukoogfi21xLmmV6xFMbY30IYOH7IRwraFJxLqYP6Wf9yuIKmiCN6lsYGw0AI-Le01KBZlMjmqtZSTWq6sRvhTmTFRNt/s2887/20250406_000509.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2619" data-original-width="2887" height="363" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKb7MD6ZC2vTMHr7MpQGK6qLRWldZ5FsqF-3-EAxABHzo8JWD5TxkuXDt0sD5qYHJTmPfVXqm3xGNZ5PShD9EurC_kYZhbuukoogfi21xLmmV6xFMbY30IYOH7IRwraFJxLqYP6Wf9yuIKmiCN6lsYGw0AI-Le01KBZlMjmqtZSTWq6sRvhTmTFRNt/w400-h363/20250406_000509.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Sebastian, Luke, me, Bobby and Sam. Bad lighting but oh well, it was nearly midnight. I am certainly not as thin as this photo makes me look!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSlobG16Ci7tdpOak9-6hpG4VLpBYX4bSuQrDNOiyqRoMF8ipYKMpn6tIpSgL7hDCfCzOgR0EsFnUw5EeKgF7ZPp8dY1yWx7-8c_WV_kuIH73QdfkcuUuvdww0SW6hBtORXof6M2Gxztm3o0lVMU8GHEvQwtyVTg3Xx3wweesp_nKKz_BWqcdI7uS/s3024/20250406_000415.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2511" data-original-width="3024" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSlobG16Ci7tdpOak9-6hpG4VLpBYX4bSuQrDNOiyqRoMF8ipYKMpn6tIpSgL7hDCfCzOgR0EsFnUw5EeKgF7ZPp8dY1yWx7-8c_WV_kuIH73QdfkcuUuvdww0SW6hBtORXof6M2Gxztm3o0lVMU8GHEvQwtyVTg3Xx3wweesp_nKKz_BWqcdI7uS/w400-h333/20250406_000415.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>Today we made the long drive home, over the mountains and through the rain. Our dogs were happy to see us, and we were glad to be home, but even happier, I think, that we had made the journey. It was worth every mile. (And yes, I came home with a CD, old-school granny that I am. I just like to own my media.)</div><div><br /></div><div>The group has a few more US gigs before flying over to Europe, where they have performances in quite a few cities. Go see them if you get the chance--you won't be disappointed!</div><div><br /></div><div>Back to our regularly scheduled routine tomorrow, darn it.</div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/concert.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlMraZ11gBRVAzjv3R6XgHMsHVL0O7uUaNAL4zq3hslSmRVZqTfk_iWDNR9SDTZ9FBKva0BZDNp7XBoLgC9iwT5vLFT9seugVIvGHSWSiASk0-aBSKwXoSXWTHOcz2hxa91vcBykAk42Kc1jFcNHZmsWSEbs8xgETLnIx9XMB3278FrTWxT4GhnTxk/s72-w400-h215-c/20250406_113033.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>24</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-4340267659597878343</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2025 01:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-04T21:49:48.885-04:00</atom:updated><title>In My Kitchen: March 2025</title><description><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was a busy month in my kitchen. Winter is usually my best time for cooking, as the cold weather keeps me inside more. Here's a bit of what was going on last month:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxnkmjwXt2E1H9UXUGSeXivg-RzhLjprkh_qRo898VompdMZGsL3h9T33XpVvVG_-r7k7vQ1YLq2kHGLJP9dHarqzMLJjBb_34IjUE7tu7A92GpyBI7jT7v5TP2m7ahV7TQou_Rc37YHE1ZJDZ1BNlf5wNbxraVaRvOHRS8SbQQpQsuFjHRdlDAomV/s3024/20250316_113057.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxnkmjwXt2E1H9UXUGSeXivg-RzhLjprkh_qRo898VompdMZGsL3h9T33XpVvVG_-r7k7vQ1YLq2kHGLJP9dHarqzMLJjBb_34IjUE7tu7A92GpyBI7jT7v5TP2m7ahV7TQou_Rc37YHE1ZJDZ1BNlf5wNbxraVaRvOHRS8SbQQpQsuFjHRdlDAomV/s320/20250316_113057.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><i>Fruit salad with bananas, oranges, and zucchini "pineapple"</i></div><div><i><br /></i>Breakfasts:</div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Huevos Rancheros, of a sort: Eggs poached with lemon vinegar, served with salsa, avocado, cheese, bacon, sliced tomatoes, and sour cream.</li><li>Fruit salad (above) and French toast&nbsp;</li><li>Pancakes with our home-canned strawberry syrup</li><li>Fried eggs on English muffins, with avocado, sliced tomato, ham and sour cream. I learned this month that <b><a href="https://nchfp.uga.edu/how/freeze/fruits/freezing-avocados/">avocado can be frozen</a></b>, so I now have some in my freezer that will make future meals easier.&nbsp;<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXy6cls6ASE9-fVoKBQVOCSQhnCPl0zSfbtjCajYbfAeNStKlUB-gjKUmGnH1yEMRBt7LXXEZ6Ne_xlBlfLLjMYra_O1k0x75mH8xUPdTAmg0As4MO0F2PtF0KqUmBODBgGTRqanT6ZnvSF3ShAHeJgGSvpv0_b1oA6aPotCkJeIdZha-C334hMIoc/s3024/20250327_103036.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXy6cls6ASE9-fVoKBQVOCSQhnCPl0zSfbtjCajYbfAeNStKlUB-gjKUmGnH1yEMRBt7LXXEZ6Ne_xlBlfLLjMYra_O1k0x75mH8xUPdTAmg0As4MO0F2PtF0KqUmBODBgGTRqanT6ZnvSF3ShAHeJgGSvpv0_b1oA6aPotCkJeIdZha-C334hMIoc/w400-h400/20250327_103036.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></li><li>Oatmeal with West Virginia maple syrup.</li><li>Homemade granola with fruit.</li></ul></div><div>Our favorite dinners this month:&nbsp;</div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><b><a href="https://www.simplyquinoa.com/sweet-potato-lentil-soup/">Lentil-Sweet Potato&nbsp; Soup</a></b>. Sounds strange but it was fantastic!&nbsp;<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAznpG5Nm6pu1mM6wzn6KuIM3_deUo-CNa_9ch_KUvg7LCxoYyZfEmDvky7oWQhiwS9qi_WTXBis6JQgzJ5I1f4oEkmNVfgZHjV3hqHCAEsYfImBNHQ0QjC_6U-0ip7td2NsQHU_cXIX0Q0esrdh4LihUxh9pmwO8cnd2TxI3wR1nYxjb9mu-9bLtI/s3024/20250316_125823.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAznpG5Nm6pu1mM6wzn6KuIM3_deUo-CNa_9ch_KUvg7LCxoYyZfEmDvky7oWQhiwS9qi_WTXBis6JQgzJ5I1f4oEkmNVfgZHjV3hqHCAEsYfImBNHQ0QjC_6U-0ip7td2NsQHU_cXIX0Q0esrdh4LihUxh9pmwO8cnd2TxI3wR1nYxjb9mu-9bLtI/w400-h400/20250316_125823.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></li><li>Hearty <b><a href="https://www.tasteandtellblog.com/baked-penne-recipe/">penne pasta bake</a></b>. I made a large batch of this and froze 4 8x8 aluminum pansful for days I have little time to cook.</li><li>Pan-fried fresh trout, which was a gift from a friend who is a great fisherman, butternut squash I prepared and froze last month and a tossed salad.&nbsp; The squash was from last year's garden, and we had it stored in a cool dry place. We had a bushel and a half, and I knew it would go bad before we could use it all. A trick I learned online was to prick the squash skin with a fork and microwave it for 5 minutes or so. This softens it enough to make peeling easy. If you have ever peeled a butternut, you know how hard that is!</li><li>Catfish fingers that were given to us, which I served with roasted red potatoes, and an apple, cranberry, celery and lettuce salad.&nbsp;</li><li>Sloppy Joes: I froze this last fall when I needed to use up some ground venison. Served on toasted buns, with potato salad. I use my vintage chopper to make this salad so easy.</li><li><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdvHVJGOf7Wp8jTNpi7Y6nJiy6hnxkkB0EAFwI_MYizF5TPTkExhf9hJYymXJuCscJ9lMlYf4oL0GLNiXi0Boa2r_1E-n4f-PMAjcYnkapt7gy-08V337rDYmkvPZMtE_jZtAmtyX7o6JlXF_IaXAFZ-D-fAG5s529Xvo_PkA5yyCsQiZTUNGxFdTs/s3024/20250312_154045.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdvHVJGOf7Wp8jTNpi7Y6nJiy6hnxkkB0EAFwI_MYizF5TPTkExhf9hJYymXJuCscJ9lMlYf4oL0GLNiXi0Boa2r_1E-n4f-PMAjcYnkapt7gy-08V337rDYmkvPZMtE_jZtAmtyX7o6JlXF_IaXAFZ-D-fAG5s529Xvo_PkA5yyCsQiZTUNGxFdTs/w400-h400/20250312_154045.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></li></ul>From our root cellar for dinners this month: veggie soup, corn chowder, and tomato soup.<br /><br />Other things from the cellar: grape juice, tomato juice, and apple cider; zucchini "pineapple" and canned pears for fruit salads, jams and jellies, pickles, pasta sauce, and salsa.</div><div><br /></div><div>Baking: I didn't do much baking in March. I only made 2 quick breads: banana chocolate chip, and butternut chocolate chip with Hickory nuts (the last of these nuts sadly). Note to self: wait for the bread to cool before slicing, or the chocolate will smear!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy-SLt4vsu41mjWoU8Tmddp4aym6R89T1t6Vpg2kF5_3RGXTA-UO41bkICSTBGmxDdY8U0CBu_XkboUqYQqZ22pTpn3VeUnVR0VPaBMACCNHEB2qBa2L4yYbQZCpQ23SrvPQlgMoAN7KzFH9qvDMRC2dtLxHM-AlBDoj-XuKU7t0SHSOQVCwRq3VZJ/s3024/20250327_160905.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy-SLt4vsu41mjWoU8Tmddp4aym6R89T1t6Vpg2kF5_3RGXTA-UO41bkICSTBGmxDdY8U0CBu_XkboUqYQqZ22pTpn3VeUnVR0VPaBMACCNHEB2qBa2L4yYbQZCpQ23SrvPQlgMoAN7KzFH9qvDMRC2dtLxHM-AlBDoj-XuKU7t0SHSOQVCwRq3VZJ/s320/20250327_160905.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Our chickens are laying well, 6 eggs a day from 8 hens. Our eggs probably cost more than even the expensive store ones if we figured up the cost of feed! But no matter, I like having my own eggs..</div><div><br /></div><div>Garden: I planted peas, chard, spinach, potatoes and carrots. Lettuce, radishes and onions are up and growing well. Leeks are mulched and thriving.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirf0uess3PPon_CbJEKNjER0q9wjYatGssTwLoXtdVh3lnmrAdCdJVcXQ-mofCjVurtsMbQN2aCLONH-4WHdN7ULHTZku1Akva-0IB60prYt10sYur7GEYLTcy6PNfkg_Avyn2XoFvX6yadyKWmP8iTf6XtKDt92nacY3cyiPvCiRZPnBC1ZE2r1KE/s3024/20250321_181052.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="2207" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirf0uess3PPon_CbJEKNjER0q9wjYatGssTwLoXtdVh3lnmrAdCdJVcXQ-mofCjVurtsMbQN2aCLONH-4WHdN7ULHTZku1Akva-0IB60prYt10sYur7GEYLTcy6PNfkg_Avyn2XoFvX6yadyKWmP8iTf6XtKDt92nacY3cyiPvCiRZPnBC1ZE2r1KE/w293-h400/20250321_181052.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>A local high school show choir does an annual strawberry fundraiser, so I bought a flat of beautiful berries. I froze them, some for jam later on and some to eat in fruit salads, etc.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioPoY6HcBRXWaD2859yE_V7JgWz8Ysw6x16hx_wrzrGmDaASgzHdXimGeKC3GOqPt6UVsgigyaaxRukkHW-i_XWHQjSvy44mbd5uvHda6mRoeR-fmtA0RnlkBQj1jqeCZOx2UxXPjWoJDJs4OE2Lixqwv3kejXpKMJkjqvLe0LK_8UbobdrZ_RQqN4/s3024/20250313_143259.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioPoY6HcBRXWaD2859yE_V7JgWz8Ysw6x16hx_wrzrGmDaASgzHdXimGeKC3GOqPt6UVsgigyaaxRukkHW-i_XWHQjSvy44mbd5uvHda6mRoeR-fmtA0RnlkBQj1jqeCZOx2UxXPjWoJDJs4OE2Lixqwv3kejXpKMJkjqvLe0LK_8UbobdrZ_RQqN4/s320/20250313_143259.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Foraging: my husband has been out looking for mollymoochers (morels to the rest of the world) and has been pretty lucky. We have had a couple meals with them, along with the dandelion greens I picked.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7uVMxGQWlEccF7ycsPgvKRATHHjACyJgjgs2vZc2bqxsp8LM3hsGtcrT4DXUZTqgHt9Wq-sHiKatqQYD63g2cGzMWSDlogJ_Tt6QIKKmrwd6nIaAOAsfwUlCSBrok3bWGlIUL6O6hpWL1HzKq3FNm1F3spsHdb9pCnCRw1UuFMP7oN-B_qG5KrKB/s2560/Resized_20250331_154305(1).jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2560" data-original-width="1920" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7uVMxGQWlEccF7ycsPgvKRATHHjACyJgjgs2vZc2bqxsp8LM3hsGtcrT4DXUZTqgHt9Wq-sHiKatqQYD63g2cGzMWSDlogJ_Tt6QIKKmrwd6nIaAOAsfwUlCSBrok3bWGlIUL6O6hpWL1HzKq3FNm1F3spsHdb9pCnCRw1UuFMP7oN-B_qG5KrKB/s320/Resized_20250331_154305(1).jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ3OU6wPbUua_T-wkwLiitJtyoLRNbvCWa8O_I6AwOVaS_jzLNW_UbM4f_D-eMPu22H4t6keltjLgHjJ-78E5Idy5mNMQN-yRTmz6dt2DhrMEo2ZCRXo9E3FftMJfXMdTeyI8hqEwE36Xcm5U-dMBAnwYhgLI2Z_7dTViX9IP2hFGL9cwe3OKdVfkg/s3024/20250329_110844.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ3OU6wPbUua_T-wkwLiitJtyoLRNbvCWa8O_I6AwOVaS_jzLNW_UbM4f_D-eMPu22H4t6keltjLgHjJ-78E5Idy5mNMQN-yRTmz6dt2DhrMEo2ZCRXo9E3FftMJfXMdTeyI8hqEwE36Xcm5U-dMBAnwYhgLI2Z_7dTViX9IP2hFGL9cwe3OKdVfkg/s320/20250329_110844.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Such deliciousness. You can read about how I fixed both of these Spring treats in <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/?m=0">yesterday's post.</a></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Linking to <b><a href="http://sherryspickings.blogspot.com/2025/04/in-my-kitchen-april.html?m=1">Sherry's Pickings</a></b>. Go see what other folks have been cooking up!</div><div><br /></div><div>That's about it for March, I think. I wonder what April will bring?</div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/in-my-kitchen-march-2025.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxnkmjwXt2E1H9UXUGSeXivg-RzhLjprkh_qRo898VompdMZGsL3h9T33XpVvVG_-r7k7vQ1YLq2kHGLJP9dHarqzMLJjBb_34IjUE7tu7A92GpyBI7jT7v5TP2m7ahV7TQou_Rc37YHE1ZJDZ1BNlf5wNbxraVaRvOHRS8SbQQpQsuFjHRdlDAomV/s72-c/20250316_113057.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>22</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-3222777723218665779</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2025 17:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-04T13:53:26.960-04:00</atom:updated><title>Rain</title><description><div><i>55°f, about 16°C, rained all night and most of yesterday. Still raining.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Our area has so far missed the damaging winds and flooding other places are getting. However we still have 2 more days of rain predicted. And there is some flooding in fields and blocking a few driveways...so far. More rain will create problems.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTWIjUMFGgy32DnyN8heJcaqxRmpz_zu8SWBayzumnu39vhtrrus1LsmE5N61_N7oBAUFc6tyZQ5dRZIEG2lsjjI1jmOA3vJirtW60XnpRcv6Y24eOPsN_3uvd4ALhGW2DO9y-8IygrIbJUOI0IXzRTXuwXAGLsQB6pB2z0Bae5VWkD537YDDYLyMU/s3024/20250404_104644.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTWIjUMFGgy32DnyN8heJcaqxRmpz_zu8SWBayzumnu39vhtrrus1LsmE5N61_N7oBAUFc6tyZQ5dRZIEG2lsjjI1jmOA3vJirtW60XnpRcv6Y24eOPsN_3uvd4ALhGW2DO9y-8IygrIbJUOI0IXzRTXuwXAGLsQB6pB2z0Bae5VWkD537YDDYLyMU/w400-h400/20250404_104644.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix8k5FNoDOMHhaBG3fBdxWt41w2fDy8xFhdM8_2_yxBGeBiMQ_bt7I6wJskXlztxq22MTsKdz5aHF2gTmgVAL25cuu7YJgNrIgiOYjQ9P6dDt6Ga7EO2pJ2BCAmAfxbEKmoNm3oZ2VzXYwUdnDT3sVXAUvtMGU5c68KNigQcN0kl9CQ38fDHFEeXC6/s3024/20250404_104743.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix8k5FNoDOMHhaBG3fBdxWt41w2fDy8xFhdM8_2_yxBGeBiMQ_bt7I6wJskXlztxq22MTsKdz5aHF2gTmgVAL25cuu7YJgNrIgiOYjQ9P6dDt6Ga7EO2pJ2BCAmAfxbEKmoNm3oZ2VzXYwUdnDT3sVXAUvtMGU5c68KNigQcN0kl9CQ38fDHFEeXC6/w400-h400/20250404_104743.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3uda1MozaUzZdIy5MImKD1MS-FkRcgwM5BTebr0tAao35fpt0pkM_5TXnmAgx3Km2dOv7JbTPETnSOLZnTHKCALTVgwRuLF4596N-sqtHORvWS7P-rAZ_GVfhtoyEM_HfLhMtRNAEBy0H3FlZ8lfZAjvKzCnnS1e5JhKAAZMA3xBoDbsP6X7ml-5N/s3024/20250404_104646.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3uda1MozaUzZdIy5MImKD1MS-FkRcgwM5BTebr0tAao35fpt0pkM_5TXnmAgx3Km2dOv7JbTPETnSOLZnTHKCALTVgwRuLF4596N-sqtHORvWS7P-rAZ_GVfhtoyEM_HfLhMtRNAEBy0H3FlZ8lfZAjvKzCnnS1e5JhKAAZMA3xBoDbsP6X7ml-5N/w400-h400/20250404_104646.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>We needed rain badly, but I am glad it has, so far, been the good kind! Fingers crossed that we stay in this northern edge of the current weather band. The yard, and indeed everywhere else, is greening up very quickly now.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivvvC4_1TrxvP5UAkE4GclMazXXAF_Ky686C4G9qtmHyejtHeBmZEW6uyIidkkeUD0_m6gqlSX0Xmb3P4reqpbrufyKLZdV55k5YhE4CXGO62uLqW9bcjxUXoIJcgFHcjDKQr4yj0oWXvXbmvhQnUK2LK2FniXVpqgfbRAtNHj1stbfsC5w4sfchMj/s3024/20250404_102746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivvvC4_1TrxvP5UAkE4GclMazXXAF_Ky686C4G9qtmHyejtHeBmZEW6uyIidkkeUD0_m6gqlSX0Xmb3P4reqpbrufyKLZdV55k5YhE4CXGO62uLqW9bcjxUXoIJcgFHcjDKQr4yj0oWXvXbmvhQnUK2LK2FniXVpqgfbRAtNHj1stbfsC5w4sfchMj/w400-h400/20250404_102746.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>We had morels and dandelion greens again for supper last night, and I wanted to say how I fix dandelion greens, as they have a reputation for being bitter. First, they need to be young and fresh, and picked before they flower. Then washed well, of course, and parboiled for 5-10 minutes. Then I drain them well, and rinse. While those are cooking, I cook a little bacon and put it to drain. I use just a little bit of bacon grease to cook the greens a bit more, then serve with crumbled bacon. They are so tender, and as good or better than spinach or creasy greens.</div><div><br /></div><div>As for the morels, those are washed and soaked in cold salted water for several hours to drive out any possible residents. Then rinsed, drained, rolled in seasoned flour (salt and pepper), and fried in hot oil. We eat little fried food, but this is the most delicious way to fix them, I think. I have about a half pint in the freezer now, which will be used in omelets, or maybe a casserole.</div><div><br /></div><div>Right now I am at the hospital for my bloodwork. A necessary evil, but I hope it gives some answers to my ol' knee.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
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No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/rain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTWIjUMFGgy32DnyN8heJcaqxRmpz_zu8SWBayzumnu39vhtrrus1LsmE5N61_N7oBAUFc6tyZQ5dRZIEG2lsjjI1jmOA3vJirtW60XnpRcv6Y24eOPsN_3uvd4ALhGW2DO9y-8IygrIbJUOI0IXzRTXuwXAGLsQB6pB2z0Bae5VWkD537YDDYLyMU/s72-w400-h400-c/20250404_104644.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-1415892820537319643</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2025 00:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-02T20:29:55.764-04:00</atom:updated><title>Knee Follow-up </title><description><div><i>38°f in the morning, warming to the upper 70s, breezy and humid.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTPN5GOO2LImbQ_LUVgtAmXH9aQ_FJ8PaRw1VpnnukoHi_fHJH-Fy805B2dpu0slwVSplJilP_81Zsnu2ZWJrpKcahX_gjVAec6FLaf6BGWH7VBlBji9D5cdn073yfp1Ly-NhrPvcrPYqpCY9D6eBySvD3iwNV7kmmaVFSd85vjatHhIdaj5lSscob/s2370/20250402_194511.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1943" data-original-width="2370" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTPN5GOO2LImbQ_LUVgtAmXH9aQ_FJ8PaRw1VpnnukoHi_fHJH-Fy805B2dpu0slwVSplJilP_81Zsnu2ZWJrpKcahX_gjVAec6FLaf6BGWH7VBlBji9D5cdn073yfp1Ly-NhrPvcrPYqpCY9D6eBySvD3iwNV7kmmaVFSd85vjatHhIdaj5lSscob/w400-h328/20250402_194511.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><i><div><i><br /></i></div>A beautiful old home very near the doctor's office.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Yesterday was my 6 month follow-up with the surgeon who replaced my knee. I wondered if it would be worth going because I never got any answers to my continuing issues at my previous 2 followups. But this time was different.</div><div><br /></div><div>His first question was, "So how's it going?" And my response was, "Not so great."&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I described my continuing issues (pain, which disturbs my sleep most nights), pain when bending, nerve pain at random times, some swelling, some warmth, limited range of motion without a lot of pain), and he admitted that my issues were not normal for 6 months post-op.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>After much poking (ouch), prodding (ouch!), and bending (OUCH!), he has suggested several things: first, bloodwork; second, drawing out some fluid for testing. Then based on those results, following up with appropriate treatment.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel much better about this now because I was right that something wasn't right. That affirmation is a big relief. I wasn't crazy, or being a baby, there is definitely an issue. It will be good to get to the bottom of it and begin getting it straightened out. The doctor had no answers, yet, but at least we can start investigating.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, enough about that! Here are a few more photos from Parkersburg, which is a town of about 30, 000 people, situated on the banks of the Ohio.</div><div><br /></div><div>The view from the big home pictured above looks out over the part of town in the valley below, all the way to the hills of Ohio on the other side of the river.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHLoIdMk3S6E8eTDSFC6zZ4jqsY5Ec6kEgtMARWvpOUZFmqhkurBjxdREeR5viYqw4OHCVD1R_BiYs_qax04f-bJQqYJebOsVYQs1z07tXr78YbJu5zMz0VI-XpTV3QPjQCBBjixVQSDCJ1HBsXa5_0QQqVEvWijxarWjvl3LLKxf7-RjIEdQPF1gk/s2365/20250402_195232.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2191" data-original-width="2365" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHLoIdMk3S6E8eTDSFC6zZ4jqsY5Ec6kEgtMARWvpOUZFmqhkurBjxdREeR5viYqw4OHCVD1R_BiYs_qax04f-bJQqYJebOsVYQs1z07tXr78YbJu5zMz0VI-XpTV3QPjQCBBjixVQSDCJ1HBsXa5_0QQqVEvWijxarWjvl3LLKxf7-RjIEdQPF1gk/s320/20250402_195232.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Yet more of that home. I do not know its history, yet.&nbsp;<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVr0CeVYF5yZo_8RJYdIP5ay113WOPlGSZ3kHwjlnZSnE6CBFDURKdWt2n9ETgnY_nv0_H5GMwwnav_C3HWNKObXwu8VHJtOYsp0YJ1uX8dFjeIOb0ObcF1EPYyv4hh3ZBSISWss9naNkZUUiRd0kLVidup61Nhq2oCDzaQWx__iFlpQQOLCYPwkDV/s2852/20250402_195208.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2467" data-original-width="2852" height="277" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVr0CeVYF5yZo_8RJYdIP5ay113WOPlGSZ3kHwjlnZSnE6CBFDURKdWt2n9ETgnY_nv0_H5GMwwnav_C3HWNKObXwu8VHJtOYsp0YJ1uX8dFjeIOb0ObcF1EPYyv4hh3ZBSISWss9naNkZUUiRd0kLVidup61Nhq2oCDzaQWx__iFlpQQOLCYPwkDV/s320/20250402_195208.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Driving underneath the train! Such things still tickle me.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1Gj8w8SAJTFbybY23LQyIIpS5HrJu1rFkObB0qap3GZpOUp5kPmCEzlpolKG8kBjeF7OttKhTQAVQuDoe1a2GpetVR2ZP7Qi7eevUozLj428-k9I2GvMJVPuOmAJpNd_6patCoPJqWO-VJar7DXfk5TBV1StPokEeuwdlAdJ4oYj0t-xKmCtySFi/s2109/20250402_194941.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1850" data-original-width="2109" height="351" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1Gj8w8SAJTFbybY23LQyIIpS5HrJu1rFkObB0qap3GZpOUp5kPmCEzlpolKG8kBjeF7OttKhTQAVQuDoe1a2GpetVR2ZP7Qi7eevUozLj428-k9I2GvMJVPuOmAJpNd_6patCoPJqWO-VJar7DXfk5TBV1StPokEeuwdlAdJ4oYj0t-xKmCtySFi/w400-h351/20250402_194941.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>More homes...but these are not the best Parkersburg offers. Maybe next time I will take photos in the historic district. You can see some of them here, when I went on the Christmas home tour a few years ago.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG7UolSVjeitBEMxAaQOlOdkjv2bF3OjTDOH_xcYaiZ5MpwD4fId7SZaoBprbAGfbMwUWto81wtBfkze6hP_c-0h0YvksJ5hPYiW48uqZnlKNDBKUEKprN3aP8qwB3NACv0472IQngwdW5RGbdvoJgvOmU5MHM3-CnEznW6Me3e_2Neyv3PaUJQQpg/s3000/20250402_195048.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2360" data-original-width="3000" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG7UolSVjeitBEMxAaQOlOdkjv2bF3OjTDOH_xcYaiZ5MpwD4fId7SZaoBprbAGfbMwUWto81wtBfkze6hP_c-0h0YvksJ5hPYiW48uqZnlKNDBKUEKprN3aP8qwB3NACv0472IQngwdW5RGbdvoJgvOmU5MHM3-CnEznW6Me3e_2Neyv3PaUJQQpg/w400-h315/20250402_195048.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9K9xFaLpbPOzhAvaws77Hxm_smxQJ5TvXCbNshMRhq4wZ68A0ZdcXLgFf9dxxem6qP3gPh1LvGY9dObbgDVKzKLihQnnviLwPmjwUkpbPUcqs8ugeBgODL0r4KDTUxw_bzC-Lrzkz8EqSXnJwIHdl_uDMc-dLm9_vyVypucHYkGvW8GZ33H6ylHJZ/s3024/20250402_195016.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2090" data-original-width="3024" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9K9xFaLpbPOzhAvaws77Hxm_smxQJ5TvXCbNshMRhq4wZ68A0ZdcXLgFf9dxxem6qP3gPh1LvGY9dObbgDVKzKLihQnnviLwPmjwUkpbPUcqs8ugeBgODL0r4KDTUxw_bzC-Lrzkz8EqSXnJwIHdl_uDMc-dLm9_vyVypucHYkGvW8GZ33H6ylHJZ/w400-h276/20250402_195016.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQeSvz2GdNI59LGjJvB65C9q8vxhiAkUUjdpbkP-u-sDtY3mzI0VHj3aF4zJHKt3gqoNgRDOgOMSrdMjfKhBlwLNiCJ2YjoI8_s8yivpvOwynD2JJ7Pjd2jdWIbL5aHjHwRs_cZq4zpXWIRqlLZ3Cg6pXpRfeIdAF9iMiDswI-gzvQC9pyjQTv7oy/s3024/20250402_194901.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQeSvz2GdNI59LGjJvB65C9q8vxhiAkUUjdpbkP-u-sDtY3mzI0VHj3aF4zJHKt3gqoNgRDOgOMSrdMjfKhBlwLNiCJ2YjoI8_s8yivpvOwynD2JJ7Pjd2jdWIbL5aHjHwRs_cZq4zpXWIRqlLZ3Cg6pXpRfeIdAF9iMiDswI-gzvQC9pyjQTv7oy/w400-h400/20250402_194901.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>Larry's lunch at Mary B's, easily identifiable as a great place for home cooking by the number of old folks eating there. They have things like chicken livers, meatloaf, stuffed peppers and liver and onions on the menu. Look at the size of tthat biscuit! He couldn't eat it all.m. which is saying something.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEEzIK7hb2v-SiO46t0PGW_nO4UwUPnTeZVBBUHZEowXWOdpwtHFFNNjhq9iVCD4k9D_ehKFgCWuSSd2tqFoBE8gXMcYtJ1RAezy_u-1eoWbg6wByFdP25zrFQ6fZdpdJyIzqk-BkxpnpKR1XqpLcUDlB-RXSq6Qx34krTGJEQrFKn5yFWBYsNPmr/s3024/20250401_125820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEEzIK7hb2v-SiO46t0PGW_nO4UwUPnTeZVBBUHZEowXWOdpwtHFFNNjhq9iVCD4k9D_ehKFgCWuSSd2tqFoBE8gXMcYtJ1RAezy_u-1eoWbg6wByFdP25zrFQ6fZdpdJyIzqk-BkxpnpKR1XqpLcUDlB-RXSq6Qx34krTGJEQrFKn5yFWBYsNPmr/w400-h400/20250401_125820.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>Today was haircut day,&nbsp; little booth work, buying straw for the gardens and a few other stops, so I feel whipped. We took in our 150- pound anvil, and Larry wisely waited for some stout young men to come along to help unload it. Besides all that, we bought two cherry trees which Larry planted tonight, bless him, and I bought some flowers which I did NOT plant, as all I seemed good for when we got home was holding this chair down. We are expecting rain tomorrow so I hope to get them in before that starts.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Our cell service is down already, and I fully expect to lose our satellite internet tomorrow, so&nbsp;</div><div>I should be able to get some work done without those distractions!</div><div><br /></div><div>Stay dry, friends.</div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/knee-follow-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTPN5GOO2LImbQ_LUVgtAmXH9aQ_FJ8PaRw1VpnnukoHi_fHJH-Fy805B2dpu0slwVSplJilP_81Zsnu2ZWJrpKcahX_gjVAec6FLaf6BGWH7VBlBji9D5cdn073yfp1Ly-NhrPvcrPYqpCY9D6eBySvD3iwNV7kmmaVFSd85vjatHhIdaj5lSscob/s72-w400-h328-c/20250402_194511.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>33</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-225477149504422208</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2025 15:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-04-01T11:17:12.253-04:00</atom:updated><title>Foraging</title><description><div><i>38°f, chilly after a rainy day yesterday.&nbsp; Overcast.</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Dandelion greens,</div><div><br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hDH2wf9rLQqYIqiduZSp88Y03sVcleBMG0jTVbdX9fo9SLNQtIi6JrUrtyaQuyLrHpQi7fj53F5HeUDddkUW_5qbcxZ3XtdWO5SId6pCL6WUbvgzmgOBLv1bCdgawnc0SQhKkfojrz4W2tzStBRbkeWRJScinH5f3hrXyyzCi8RfkIQ8KEQQM7o4/s3024/20250329_110849.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hDH2wf9rLQqYIqiduZSp88Y03sVcleBMG0jTVbdX9fo9SLNQtIi6JrUrtyaQuyLrHpQi7fj53F5HeUDddkUW_5qbcxZ3XtdWO5SId6pCL6WUbvgzmgOBLv1bCdgawnc0SQhKkfojrz4W2tzStBRbkeWRJScinH5f3hrXyyzCi8RfkIQ8KEQQM7o4/w400-h400/20250329_110849.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>and molly moochers (morels)!<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0YCFCsvUIy7M0xD1At7I7SNEES2MktJXy0iD0CaYUlhVMD6l92Mbd_uIDGyxC3ewQ9Yx6Lf4WMfOk7oWXULGYNBaBh81zSIZq7ALxEiJq7r2ukB_hrfLiFGLKVllfPG1eWFyhrNxRQzo8Hlycunou_WAM-uXhM5dRLtfMUlcVT7p-J8N55b-d-cX/s2560/Resized_20250331_154305(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2560" data-original-width="1920" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0YCFCsvUIy7M0xD1At7I7SNEES2MktJXy0iD0CaYUlhVMD6l92Mbd_uIDGyxC3ewQ9Yx6Lf4WMfOk7oWXULGYNBaBh81zSIZq7ALxEiJq7r2ukB_hrfLiFGLKVllfPG1eWFyhrNxRQzo8Hlycunou_WAM-uXhM5dRLtfMUlcVT7p-J8N55b-d-cX/w300-h400/Resized_20250331_154305(1).jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>It's what's for dinner tonight.</div><div><br />Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/04/foraging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hDH2wf9rLQqYIqiduZSp88Y03sVcleBMG0jTVbdX9fo9SLNQtIi6JrUrtyaQuyLrHpQi7fj53F5HeUDddkUW_5qbcxZ3XtdWO5SId6pCL6WUbvgzmgOBLv1bCdgawnc0SQhKkfojrz4W2tzStBRbkeWRJScinH5f3hrXyyzCi8RfkIQ8KEQQM7o4/s72-w400-h400-c/20250329_110849.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-8772737496135280523</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2025 17:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-29T13:20:50.850-04:00</atom:updated><title>Saturday</title><description><div><i>53°f/16°C, overcast, and rain expected later.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>New shoes! I thought I better get a photo before I grubby them up, so snapped this yesterday evening. I love the colors; there are Merrell's, which I bought on eBay as new without a box. The first pair I ordered came with one shoe a full half inch taller than the other! They had to have been someone's special order or something. So those went in the trash after a full refund because the seller, a very nice person, had not noticed this oddity!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzCWkcDMt9OWhcg0LnvJnAHxfIAmk7tOFZ0W7M6bOSoPvdYyZyd43eH5Wn1JXAwo-4xZ4bIYkci_V9T4XXDf6HwohirFoGcAnIdGaaCt6cqYacqfpB8bg-o_5zuHHhF8dphyphenhyphenwa4xmn9B5tgn883dLOvgdeyu8BDthYxqgx-W0yE5gHppkiCcUaMZqV/s1431/20250328_181256.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1431" data-original-width="990" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzCWkcDMt9OWhcg0LnvJnAHxfIAmk7tOFZ0W7M6bOSoPvdYyZyd43eH5Wn1JXAwo-4xZ4bIYkci_V9T4XXDf6HwohirFoGcAnIdGaaCt6cqYacqfpB8bg-o_5zuHHhF8dphyphenhyphenwa4xmn9B5tgn883dLOvgdeyu8BDthYxqgx-W0yE5gHppkiCcUaMZqV/w276-h400/20250328_181256.jpg" width="276" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Yesterday was booth restock day, after a terrible night's sleep, so I am going to take it slow today. The dogs decided to have a barkfest, and it took until 2am to get them quieted down and inside. I don't know what was out there, but I was worried that it could be coyotes or a skunk, so I finally convinced the dogs to give it up and come inside, lured by many treats. Then my knee started its antics, so it just wasn't a fun night. At least last night was a good one, and I slept like a stone!</div><div><br /></div><div>We are having beautiful warm weather, and the grass may need mowing soon. But not yet! I refuse to start that routine until April. I look forward to this season although I do love winter. A commenter on a Facebook group said this, which perfectly sums up why I love the cold season:<br /><i><br /></i></div><div>"...winter has become a time to slow down, to reconnect, to think of it as, a time to do things indoors, to learn new things, to give myself permission to renew and connect with my family.&nbsp; I also add lights and candles to every room in my house. My husband and I started trying new recipes, baking home made breads, trying new restaurants and coffee shops..Just being present, together, holding hands again. He loves winter and now I am learning to love it too! We rewatch favorite movies and TV shows with the kids and I started a new hobby (painting), I also do a lot of reading by the fireplace, while waiting patiently for spring and the sun to shine bright again. Finding contentment within the walls of my home and with my love ones."</div><div><br /></div><div>I guessing am sinking into that same feeling today, coddling myself a bit by wearing a sundress instead of work clothes, making my favorite flavored coffee (not with that syrup stuff, but the flavored beans), sorting out my earrings, picking dandelion greens, and sitting out on the porch with the dogs.&nbsp; Today is the <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-watching-at-auction.html?m=1">annual auction </a></b>sponsored by the local high school's FFA club (Future Farmers of America). We usually go and it is a lot of fun, but today I just don't feel like going anywhere. Some days, self-care is important,&nbsp; and this is one of those days.</div><div><br /></div><div>I took more photos of the gorgeous blooming pear trees. What a delight they are!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWLvzWTXVFAC6ANxFMQOr652FHUyOLJen7_swZChA667iS80CoUGKuxr9PqpcfW17-SqZBaaVPUG-nqoCc2xeBR00ZYrPg_wEjqMbcLPyGvITzXgRx5TnDNjY1dl09LZExG8J79NFJG4xeyltrmEdJDKTbpSC-SvH-4loG-ju_-Ey6h483dhdwvdJF/s3024/20250329_130027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWLvzWTXVFAC6ANxFMQOr652FHUyOLJen7_swZChA667iS80CoUGKuxr9PqpcfW17-SqZBaaVPUG-nqoCc2xeBR00ZYrPg_wEjqMbcLPyGvITzXgRx5TnDNjY1dl09LZExG8J79NFJG4xeyltrmEdJDKTbpSC-SvH-4loG-ju_-Ey6h483dhdwvdJF/w400-h400/20250329_130027.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxSEPtXbmcJeoW_izsIE5kmg7wJMJmQ7rUAg1CKiTOwUJxqxpxESXp2zexyakLjkuj1_K9_lmiVC5qkp4Dg1mrSPKG0ddgD5_r4m6j07he9icLBqm6to2LAN7b96MeYEYtj0fnUQamdWkP9xjOO_qvAWEazBXhdiN2l05K16CRWh5sZln-AKVVZQF-/s2910/20250329_125907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2774" data-original-width="2910" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxSEPtXbmcJeoW_izsIE5kmg7wJMJmQ7rUAg1CKiTOwUJxqxpxESXp2zexyakLjkuj1_K9_lmiVC5qkp4Dg1mrSPKG0ddgD5_r4m6j07he9icLBqm6to2LAN7b96MeYEYtj0fnUQamdWkP9xjOO_qvAWEazBXhdiN2l05K16CRWh5sZln-AKVVZQF-/w400-h381/20250329_125907.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja_9FplTR9_WsXJjpWYG7SKup8wpNoB4yV5WjmWA2tQahNiBRFchingRzooyhB-hodmgNIulfD_e8jSNrWyuIR4uxwjKMvm6x2tnnjMEccwJ1n3QpGZD0I-WDEsCRE-kbe-0v-D0RR9nq7GcK7eugY_p6gYU-kf81nkYiZxN76rl_pwUJfUSYpMgKc/s3024/20250329_121855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja_9FplTR9_WsXJjpWYG7SKup8wpNoB4yV5WjmWA2tQahNiBRFchingRzooyhB-hodmgNIulfD_e8jSNrWyuIR4uxwjKMvm6x2tnnjMEccwJ1n3QpGZD0I-WDEsCRE-kbe-0v-D0RR9nq7GcK7eugY_p6gYU-kf81nkYiZxN76rl_pwUJfUSYpMgKc/w400-h400/20250329_121855.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>Of course, to take the top photo of the little tree (this is its first year of being in full bloom!) I had to go out on the back porch, where Larry works on furniture. The mess was so appalling that I ended up spending a half hour or more picking up the hundred or so things he dropped on the floor. Now the big trash can is over half full, cords are tucked away, tools are on the workbench, containers of nails and screws are back where they belong, and things are generally organized a bit. It is frustrating to see the mess every time I go out there, so I try to avoid it as much as possible! There is still much to be done, but at least i can walk safely out there...for now.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I am back in my rocker on the porch, drinking my warmed up coffee, and getting back into that hygge feeling. I think another cup of coffee is in order,&nbsp; actually.</div><div><br /></div><div>Have a lovely day, friends.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/saturday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzCWkcDMt9OWhcg0LnvJnAHxfIAmk7tOFZ0W7M6bOSoPvdYyZyd43eH5Wn1JXAwo-4xZ4bIYkci_V9T4XXDf6HwohirFoGcAnIdGaaCt6cqYacqfpB8bg-o_5zuHHhF8dphyphenhyphenwa4xmn9B5tgn883dLOvgdeyu8BDthYxqgx-W0yE5gHppkiCcUaMZqV/s72-w276-h400-c/20250328_181256.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>33</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-7907431976946150011</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2025 21:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-28T17:44:35.569-04:00</atom:updated><title>Quiet Week</title><description><div><i>32°f/0°C, clear. Warmed up to 60°f, with a light breeze.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXGwObHkq7D2lxJ6Sas4y8UW5HMX2Z1NNqxDzLHu8l1Xnp_oYhN9GuiA3nEoCt64_aq0DyOPE3tOxKisotR5E7Cf1mgn9xLdMfYoAySXI6WmYEqNLtJaw6QfJEzm1EoLYTcAC6YCE2WpUi77aZxO4OdLVgNp4tda7i1W4hyphenhyphensH0d3cZWbYhiqVqjQi1/s3024/20250327_171500.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXGwObHkq7D2lxJ6Sas4y8UW5HMX2Z1NNqxDzLHu8l1Xnp_oYhN9GuiA3nEoCt64_aq0DyOPE3tOxKisotR5E7Cf1mgn9xLdMfYoAySXI6WmYEqNLtJaw6QfJEzm1EoLYTcAC6YCE2WpUi77aZxO4OdLVgNp4tda7i1W4hyphenhyphensH0d3cZWbYhiqVqjQi1/w400-h400/20250327_171500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Our pear trees are beginning to bloom!</i></div></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>I have not been blogging this week, because I just didn't have much to say. Of course I have been all ears listening to the uproar over that overheard chat. It is hilarious on one hand--the morons!--and very disturbing on the other. The frankly stated opinions about Europe are certainly troubling, and have not helped our tarnished reputation with our friends over there. Seriously,&nbsp; what idiots Hegseth and his cronies are. And now I hear that the phone numbers and other personal contact information of some of these clowns has been found on the internet, easily available! But will anything happen because of this? Of course not. If the media could make Idiot-in-Chief think that this makes him look stupid, maybe he would act, but I doubt it. I think they should all resign, but nope. Not one has taken the responsible action.</div><div><br /></div><div>One thing, though, really struck me today. Here we have this cohort of clowns, and on the other hand the reporter on NPR's Fresh Air today who has done in-depth reporting on Sudan, even traveling with some of the rebels. It made me wonder what danger any of those in the infamous chat group have ever faced. I bet they all get their news from Fox, which doesn't even have actual reporters. Grrrr.</div><div><br /></div><div>But enough of that. It is too nice a day to waste on those fools---although this fool has been stuck inside all day and hasn't been out much at all! It was pretty cold this morning, so I did housework and eBay listings, then got into cooking. I made a large batch of penne pasta bake, and a loaf of pumpkin nut bread, substituting butternut squash for the pumpkin and adding chocolate chips. Then I worked on waxing the little dresser, which is almost ready to go. Larry has put together 2 of those ornamental windmills, which we will take to our booths tomorrow.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday I worked on pricing and taxes, in that order.&nbsp; Yuck. I am slowly getting everything in order to start inputting the data into TurboTax, so by the end of next week that job will be done.</div><div>Then I can get back to enjoying my life without that black cloud over me.</div><div><br /></div><div>And that, friends, is about all the news from this hill! Pretty boring, right? And nothing exciting on the horizon either.&nbsp; Ah well, I shall have to get my kicks reading about all the excitement in your lives!</div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/quiet-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXGwObHkq7D2lxJ6Sas4y8UW5HMX2Z1NNqxDzLHu8l1Xnp_oYhN9GuiA3nEoCt64_aq0DyOPE3tOxKisotR5E7Cf1mgn9xLdMfYoAySXI6WmYEqNLtJaw6QfJEzm1EoLYTcAC6YCE2WpUi77aZxO4OdLVgNp4tda7i1W4hyphenhyphensH0d3cZWbYhiqVqjQi1/s72-w400-h400-c/20250327_171500.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-4370225973047407514</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2025 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-24T12:57:19.580-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Sweet Surprise, and Weekend Recap</title><description><div><i>Sunday: 32°f/0°C, hazy. It was still very windy yesterday (Saturday), and very dry conditions mean fire danger.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>We wanted firepit time this weekend, but with the dry windy conditions we have had, a fire is out of the question. So we have compromised with nice fires in the fireplace and movie evenings.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8rMny9cek_2oiCvSwLz49xD7qS7c_bogxLzfTsN8KhZmD5PS2scDy6gtB508tHlX7jURnB4anmM2af6mpprFIdQ7XpOWqxkq3CHwpQnTZo8cHBm_dHnYd6FAtIlq38OpFSXfi-1dhRULkhWKfV0OaNu31qdhVhEvx4N-ysGZz_suYjnjy2f2050Ts/s2936/20250323_215720.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2936" data-original-width="1742" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8rMny9cek_2oiCvSwLz49xD7qS7c_bogxLzfTsN8KhZmD5PS2scDy6gtB508tHlX7jURnB4anmM2af6mpprFIdQ7XpOWqxkq3CHwpQnTZo8cHBm_dHnYd6FAtIlq38OpFSXfi-1dhRULkhWKfV0OaNu31qdhVhEvx4N-ysGZz_suYjnjy2f2050Ts/w238-h400/20250323_215720.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We've been watching some old films. <b>Judgment</b> <b>at Nuremberg</b>, with Burt Lancaster was startling with its parallels to what we see going on in the US right now. And <b>Khartoum</b> with Charlton Heston was another that spoke to the danger of megalomania, a man convinced that only he could solve a country's woes. After those two on Thursday and Friday, we watched&nbsp;<b>Eragon </b>Saturday night, a fantasy based on a New York Times best-selling book written by a 15 year old boy; it was light relief! Not a great movie, but fun. Last night I watched one that I will watch again tonight with Larry. More about it in another post.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday I planted a short row of potatoes, and put in some carrots, spinach, and chard. I wanted to plant kale, but apparently I am out of seeds. I also mulched the leeks which are coming along splendidly despite not being mulched for the winter and deer nibbling off their tops.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>A nice surprise arrived Saturday.&nbsp; Quinn, who has been a reader of this blog practically from its beginning in 2007, had offered to send me some Candy Roaster squash seeds. I have never grown them so was excited to try them this year. The seeds came in a large box, which puzzled me. When I opened the box, this beautiful handmade quilt was inside!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMbca1kcVUms-8rKmgaa1qIX5RE3Fi4TdHs2A0s_e90azKtKzxWRXTfNdyTNiSrvjHRhztEXJP9lUi9gBBJJ5jxjzGVT7WuT7oMWKgGa20xh4a6eSw5_0M4A8-mxu8B4_Y7DXDDRrVSacUHZy-vJ-W4Y_xdgP3r2KdxsCQtP_CgRuNuOLkSImfcWE/s3024/20250321_192519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMbca1kcVUms-8rKmgaa1qIX5RE3Fi4TdHs2A0s_e90azKtKzxWRXTfNdyTNiSrvjHRhztEXJP9lUi9gBBJJ5jxjzGVT7WuT7oMWKgGa20xh4a6eSw5_0M4A8-mxu8B4_Y7DXDDRrVSacUHZy-vJ-W4Y_xdgP3r2KdxsCQtP_CgRuNuOLkSImfcWE/w400-h400/20250321_192519.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Just look at these colors.<div><br /></div><div>Q<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDHeSYzLaF_p5lhJc8ToR10yo6QAagKuprMpILPD4gOq-zlQ2C8QKLpgeGmoQLCb4PEyItBE451OyDXRMv4XLKmyDtksIwbhAp1tZnOjfmt63eTxbnW5kCv-tmysfmNtBy2EF4B7oKeUS5rUJdw0glBSWPGlW8EOhJxuMjXUX9_r1SvKZdh1frSBXP/s3024/20250321_192802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDHeSYzLaF_p5lhJc8ToR10yo6QAagKuprMpILPD4gOq-zlQ2C8QKLpgeGmoQLCb4PEyItBE451OyDXRMv4XLKmyDtksIwbhAp1tZnOjfmt63eTxbnW5kCv-tmysfmNtBy2EF4B7oKeUS5rUJdw0glBSWPGlW8EOhJxuMjXUX9_r1SvKZdh1frSBXP/w400-h400/20250321_192802.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div>The seeds were in there too, and a sweet goat magnet. The quilt is now in place at the foot of my bed, a sweet daily reminder of a good friend.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sunday we were off on errands--a stop at Mineral for gas and at Aldi's for a few groceries, then over to the tiny town of Beverly, Ohio, for an auction pickup. We came home via two-lane roads,&nbsp; a nice drive through farm country and along the Ohio River, that actually takes the same length of time as going by the interstate.</div><div><br /></div><div>Today I am puttering, unpacking the auction things, cleaning up in the kitchen sorting laundry before I get to work on waxing the little dresser I painted last week. This is two-tone, just a slight difference in the shade of the drawers and the frame.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCgZey_fUnIOZrMjrPMa_MQIBka7wlT-upYcscLAbN5XTkqAjDC4YHL9PF9U-v2XuemO3rDkWUMbTt4o0PpnetuQyXxQfO0Q4BQVHrhthcFJ1uFjGNQ6ZNXKbRYHmK0JPP-5GA2VSht1L3VYmzTOpJI-zqZNIZl_iML_GTWBRcVtiVuh82JxoU_x8u/s2794/20250324_124414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2794" data-original-width="2297" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCgZey_fUnIOZrMjrPMa_MQIBka7wlT-upYcscLAbN5XTkqAjDC4YHL9PF9U-v2XuemO3rDkWUMbTt4o0PpnetuQyXxQfO0Q4BQVHrhthcFJ1uFjGNQ6ZNXKbRYHmK0JPP-5GA2VSht1L3VYmzTOpJI-zqZNIZl_iML_GTWBRcVtiVuh82JxoU_x8u/w329-h400/20250324_124414.jpg" width="329" /></a></div><br /><div>And taxes. I must buckle down and get them done, but boy can I procrastinate! Today I am determined to work on them for at least an hour, which should have all the data entered into the spreadsheet.&nbsp; I. Hate. This. Stuff. But do it I must.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope your Monday is going better than mine, but if not, feel free to join my pity party! And smile. It's easier and more fun than frowning, right?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
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No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/a-sweet-surprise-and-weekend-recap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8rMny9cek_2oiCvSwLz49xD7qS7c_bogxLzfTsN8KhZmD5PS2scDy6gtB508tHlX7jURnB4anmM2af6mpprFIdQ7XpOWqxkq3CHwpQnTZo8cHBm_dHnYd6FAtIlq38OpFSXfi-1dhRULkhWKfV0OaNu31qdhVhEvx4N-ysGZz_suYjnjy2f2050Ts/s72-w238-h400-c/20250323_215720.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-6823879391797651312</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2025 02:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-21T22:57:50.796-04:00</atom:updated><title>Garden Talk, and Unexpected Surpises</title><description><div><i>30°f/-1°C this morning, warming to 50°f, mostly clear but very windy again.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>More daffodil photos, because they are just such a happy sight after winter! (Sorry, FG!)</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4iv21Ygizz_bYh7FK5f8Fh2whNDwEpdMmun-yR4rvCol2vn0kBh7t500fRaQB3vEh64MinrdkVpqc02HNZHXYquaMsxMDnz4zhLRwFL9EDxhHWa1spPKPkwKldvH_K9OpTycvtwTIC5YLtzjOuggHCQrB8hFl48Xa-eEZPxzcYXsx0yb-aLo7gwp/s3024/20250321_181303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4iv21Ygizz_bYh7FK5f8Fh2whNDwEpdMmun-yR4rvCol2vn0kBh7t500fRaQB3vEh64MinrdkVpqc02HNZHXYquaMsxMDnz4zhLRwFL9EDxhHWa1spPKPkwKldvH_K9OpTycvtwTIC5YLtzjOuggHCQrB8hFl48Xa-eEZPxzcYXsx0yb-aLo7gwp/w400-h400/20250321_181303.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_vxQ451OouRcbp-ZLyaGbJLk7jvlEunhlf_7aA9WhlFqyvIcWgl8EFG52g77kEp-hPdT2goAZ4duEA4EvdTLTZNnlTHYspDr3Z4D3c80m0hUuWWFW-D3J7uAInHfj-A2z0NOHs6C178P80Ci64ZA_EV9DWxozml3qUqoddGlLk_JM40AMHWIo6upx/s3024/20250321_181152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_vxQ451OouRcbp-ZLyaGbJLk7jvlEunhlf_7aA9WhlFqyvIcWgl8EFG52g77kEp-hPdT2goAZ4duEA4EvdTLTZNnlTHYspDr3Z4D3c80m0hUuWWFW-D3J7uAInHfj-A2z0NOHs6C178P80Ci64ZA_EV9DWxozml3qUqoddGlLk_JM40AMHWIo6upx/w400-h400/20250321_181152.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ56CHWfLVKI607f2cuD1zRVFpiH8IWHFpCF3S_aGv3bd6brAUCYEESkdFfI08c9JHc8j3_DRh6aCIraNl4rB9YCxNb9pZ4cheXyV50l7wszeXkEJcOwtDzI9F8P741AL2wMgrxntzbvWjZxJ1WaYmyRL8l0643_lXDHsYsjeFP2mNeYBYLLFpaoiE/s3024/20250321_174212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ56CHWfLVKI607f2cuD1zRVFpiH8IWHFpCF3S_aGv3bd6brAUCYEESkdFfI08c9JHc8j3_DRh6aCIraNl4rB9YCxNb9pZ4cheXyV50l7wszeXkEJcOwtDzI9F8P741AL2wMgrxntzbvWjZxJ1WaYmyRL8l0643_lXDHsYsjeFP2mNeYBYLLFpaoiE/w400-h400/20250321_174212.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>And hellebores...</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1oP6svY2_ruoSeb90VeUH-WajaKPIlhRxqETmaGK6mFIwgGYxIPxQWFCAraIcYm-5xavyH5_tCStZMPpcZbON2l_OEHyS1Y4ST5cisFadQJI_jCKLtHGp0UH4UWvAhk7DdvdYheT4e1bkKm4pxZL9Fkq7zQ6sxSKFN00o0h1nzMVhHX3s4GN_daF/s2097/20250321_181652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2097" data-original-width="1964" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1oP6svY2_ruoSeb90VeUH-WajaKPIlhRxqETmaGK6mFIwgGYxIPxQWFCAraIcYm-5xavyH5_tCStZMPpcZbON2l_OEHyS1Y4ST5cisFadQJI_jCKLtHGp0UH4UWvAhk7DdvdYheT4e1bkKm4pxZL9Fkq7zQ6sxSKFN00o0h1nzMVhHX3s4GN_daF/w375-h400/20250321_181652.jpg" width="375" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ZmFVNTwj7qh-n5v2-074_XlBvNQDNeqHMPT6dM9vfrEWGKB58ZX64OrV0uIeP6JqorsOH9mfSJQScWWimnlp1Rx4j52F7TrPAUJdEFiOjNFbbNUuAvkML8jnGlq4RXD3KfhHLVkbdeyovovngaqiMuIrIuAa3luZw0QnQ5OBfDKbaYkgBmLbU7iz/s3024/20250321_174217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ZmFVNTwj7qh-n5v2-074_XlBvNQDNeqHMPT6dM9vfrEWGKB58ZX64OrV0uIeP6JqorsOH9mfSJQScWWimnlp1Rx4j52F7TrPAUJdEFiOjNFbbNUuAvkML8jnGlq4RXD3KfhHLVkbdeyovovngaqiMuIrIuAa3luZw0QnQ5OBfDKbaYkgBmLbU7iz/w400-h400/20250321_174217.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>We spread another 20 bags of mulch today, and moved a trellis to a better position, where I planted peas. The lettuce, radishes and onions I planted a few weeks ago are doing well, and tomorrow I plan to plant a few potatoes.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wl4vG7rMioIx7KgaXCj2ZRa26AyNM2OlEFIisQ99Cbf1mBIwUMVZjNny12q4pfuf9UGxJnUR3rmPdqcC8MGf8bW2OYps-hpo0BhISE1b2DRDczojHfGptJlip3ujLWANm_uHOuiBM-mtWqrktLTxqsyu1bFVvzg98r0c2yxnBO4TbzEsqmUjwtuf/s2582/20250321_181024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2582" data-original-width="2425" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wl4vG7rMioIx7KgaXCj2ZRa26AyNM2OlEFIisQ99Cbf1mBIwUMVZjNny12q4pfuf9UGxJnUR3rmPdqcC8MGf8bW2OYps-hpo0BhISE1b2DRDczojHfGptJlip3ujLWANm_uHOuiBM-mtWqrktLTxqsyu1bFVvzg98r0c2yxnBO4TbzEsqmUjwtuf/w376-h400/20250321_181024.jpg" width="376" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW-y7ceHLPQYZGC6c70_Bgfkc-XaR27XCDb7N5NneQ30TAWTfZUtckI1It-dXF0HB1-d45Q8L-_6KIH3O0wk6HJrLu4U89nByKsFmfTyId8RXJ4S24R0JW5rOS9lXPVk-uf7Xv29Jp0zfRIaQsTORzgFHyFYPO78Yook8h4bxwnVXVGDsboLV7xTnV/s3024/20250321_180947.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW-y7ceHLPQYZGC6c70_Bgfkc-XaR27XCDb7N5NneQ30TAWTfZUtckI1It-dXF0HB1-d45Q8L-_6KIH3O0wk6HJrLu4U89nByKsFmfTyId8RXJ4S24R0JW5rOS9lXPVk-uf7Xv29Jp0zfRIaQsTORzgFHyFYPO78Yook8h4bxwnVXVGDsboLV7xTnV/w400-h400/20250321_180947.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>I am going to try to have this garden be completely no-till, my goal for the past several years. This year, I believe the mulch is finally deep enough to give it a try. We shall see how it goes.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, on a different topic:</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Have you ever had a aurprising meeting with a friend, family member or other acquaintance in a completely unexpected place?&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>A thread in a Facebook group discussed just this thing, and there were the most interesting responses. The thread started with a photo of 3 Irishman, taken in NYC in 2019. The lady who took the photo asked if they wanted her to send it to their phones, but none of the men had phones. Later she posted the photo online and it went viral as she tried to get the picture to the men. And 5 years later, she finally met them again, this time in Dublin, I believe.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>This reminded me of several unusual things that have happened to me, or to my family. Once in Key West, we ran into my son Jon's next door neighbors, and once in DC I heard someone call my name as I was standing in front of the White House. It was a friend from West Virginia that I had not seen in a couple years. My son Aaron was in a bar in Seattle and was mistaken for his brother Derek by a guy who had served with Derek in Germany. And on the ferry to the Reagan Islands in Ireland, Aaron and his wife met a young lady who was in the National Guard, and had been in a training class taught by our granddaughter Haley. And on it goes. One of the strangest sort of experiences happened to us in Dublin, and you can read about it in this <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2014/01/blessings.html?m=1">blog post from 2014</a>.</b></div><div><br /></div><div>The following story is one of the ones from that Facebook thread that really made me laugh:</div><div><br /></div><div>"During WW2 a friend of my grandfather's was stationed with two or three other soldiers in a remote outpost in the Western Desert. One day, after several weeks of seeing absolutely nobody else,&nbsp; they noticed a small cloud of dust out in the desert. As it got nearer they were able to make out that it was a man on a bicycle. And when it got even closer my grandfather's friend was amazed to recognise one of his teachers from school, who, as he passed shouted across to him "Ah Brown, good to see you. Please do remember me to your parents." And without stopping he carried on cycling and disappeared off into the desert."</div><div><br /></div><div>What about you? Have you ever had such an experience? Perhaps not as bizarre as the one above, but one that made you appreciate how small this earth really is? Do tell!</div><div><br /></div>
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No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/garden-talk-and-unexpected-surpises.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4iv21Ygizz_bYh7FK5f8Fh2whNDwEpdMmun-yR4rvCol2vn0kBh7t500fRaQB3vEh64MinrdkVpqc02HNZHXYquaMsxMDnz4zhLRwFL9EDxhHWa1spPKPkwKldvH_K9OpTycvtwTIC5YLtzjOuggHCQrB8hFl48Xa-eEZPxzcYXsx0yb-aLo7gwp/s72-w400-h400-c/20250321_181303.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>20</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-3082858724720766022</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2025 23:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-20T19:59:03.957-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">antique furniture</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">antiques</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booths</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">daffodils</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Joe's Run</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">upcycled furniture</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vintage</category><title>Daffodils, Thoughts, Booths</title><description><div><i>60°f/15.5°C this morning, high winds and heavy showers early. Temperature dropped all day as winds continued. Currently 50, and expected low of 28 tonight. Welcome, Spring!</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Daffodils are out in force today to welcome the end of Winter and the beginning of Spring.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS7kxSiT1L3wcTE2dCURcLD90-fSAhx9isk2Gdn1LCWb4vewZe71pR7zz3kn02VP_4Yo9lnD2wwfaZSvU1Uu-oi7Li7no5rACyHWJ91_x7wMfxe2KbaFxZ9X9xvyaqesHi3-Mjp5TUBDz1ADZ6QSHkXXJFEYhFu6CUyay_VPsDhyphenhyphen7HimK7prAYoW2t/s3024/20250320_105515.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS7kxSiT1L3wcTE2dCURcLD90-fSAhx9isk2Gdn1LCWb4vewZe71pR7zz3kn02VP_4Yo9lnD2wwfaZSvU1Uu-oi7Li7no5rACyHWJ91_x7wMfxe2KbaFxZ9X9xvyaqesHi3-Mjp5TUBDz1ADZ6QSHkXXJFEYhFu6CUyay_VPsDhyphenhyphen7HimK7prAYoW2t/w400-h400/20250320_105515.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I haven't worked on this bed yet, but the flowers don't seem to mind.&nbsp;<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio1WeQGHWmfU2AuO6lTRuquAtMmdZzX6gqL-mfUpH_JPHBGRmtdNhTkbHPeJHQ4wbhL3bTulNOx3DqmXM6qbKZZCs3HkGptU7hE2-8aISZtYgwkyyAX_Ltte_Ib6Tb2hb2Vconvp7TbCm-oiX918axByDswh65J6h_7-Cm7dQE3XJN-vwD_fTtqHKa/s3024/20250320_105451.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio1WeQGHWmfU2AuO6lTRuquAtMmdZzX6gqL-mfUpH_JPHBGRmtdNhTkbHPeJHQ4wbhL3bTulNOx3DqmXM6qbKZZCs3HkGptU7hE2-8aISZtYgwkyyAX_Ltte_Ib6Tb2hb2Vconvp7TbCm-oiX918axByDswh65J6h_7-Cm7dQE3XJN-vwD_fTtqHKa/w400-h400/20250320_105451.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwYa6xatUOSwZ9oR1HJuBK2onQMwrEeHM1Otwbyhi-zzv2KRjbXwVtdQDhaVdNzXvyaeOJWBNAX-NWC2xNTsUVEfkGZD6N0F2jfotJ_Hkp3ezWPaKdZ-4Y9Vhq9-IXK7yaEC6yvC125jyziAObf8s3pxPTs294C4v_AmjV8U-XcTR8-cfB7N2Bn2Z/s3024/20250320_105446.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwYa6xatUOSwZ9oR1HJuBK2onQMwrEeHM1Otwbyhi-zzv2KRjbXwVtdQDhaVdNzXvyaeOJWBNAX-NWC2xNTsUVEfkGZD6N0F2jfotJ_Hkp3ezWPaKdZ-4Y9Vhq9-IXK7yaEC6yvC125jyziAObf8s3pxPTs294C4v_AmjV8U-XcTR8-cfB7N2Bn2Z/w400-h400/20250320_105446.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>I wanted to follow up a bit on <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/demographics.html?m=1">yesterday's post</a></b> about our neighborhood. First, it probably seems odd to some to refer to 11 miles of road as our neighborhood,&nbsp; and in truth, I would actually include a larger area, but I was sticking to Joe's Run in this instance. I would bet that Westerners</div><div>would understand, though, as they have even greater distances between "neighbors".</div><div><br /></div><div>I hadn't considered that the amount of detail I know about this area was unusual. I suppose part of my interest is my storytelling background, my minor in history, and a neighborhood full of people who love to tell stories and know their family's background. I also think, as I responded to some of you, that having a lot of space between houses is a factor. If people were more crowded up on each other, I it would be more imperative to maintain privacy by not getting too chummy with the next door neighbors---similar to how people in cities avoid eye contact, justbtrying to maintain some personal space and quiet.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I remember my first apartment; there were 4 units, and it took about six months before I got to know the neighbors in two of them, and I never got to know the 4th couple. When we moved to our first little house, the neighborhood was spread out, a cluster of 5 homes, each on at least an acre of land, so we all did get to know each other.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we moved to West Virginia, and to a townhouse, or maybe you call them row houses---our unit shared walls on both sides with the next unit. But being West Virginia, we got to know everyone not only in our building but all the other buildings on our cul-de-sac, because West Virginians are just like that. Nosy, I guess? But visitors to our state often comment on this friendliness. And this may stem from the fact that, in those days at least, most West Virginians were raised in the country,&nbsp; in places like Joe's Run.</div><div>‐‐---------------------------------------------‐----------------------</div><div>Well, on to today's topic: booth updates! We have been pretty busy at both locations, adding new things, packing away others, rearranging to give a bit of a fresh look.</div><div><br /></div><div>At Ripley:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcsxf2d_RC24fkQtCBnJYA9KehfphFCVbqYBOatr031o4MY9uFcoo6VLRFd10ZqdFcFXOv-2M6cA86sQbdiEpI2F74IAjzsLmwM_onX-k01Gpt4T3IG5nqaOFv8IAGvXFYs_qAHwMjewvoz8_dyWFR74Oiy4TgNY8TAjNhcXlpXoACNTdBT2Mz-dV/s3024/20250312_160154.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcsxf2d_RC24fkQtCBnJYA9KehfphFCVbqYBOatr031o4MY9uFcoo6VLRFd10ZqdFcFXOv-2M6cA86sQbdiEpI2F74IAjzsLmwM_onX-k01Gpt4T3IG5nqaOFv8IAGvXFYs_qAHwMjewvoz8_dyWFR74Oiy4TgNY8TAjNhcXlpXoACNTdBT2Mz-dV/w400-h400/20250312_160154.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Tomorrow? Off to pick this up:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKhE1W8xDxQejoCKy_oJpoS-xmdh64nGsACkQuoX0o0E11LR32EJ3Ipa3zSrBqcX1-xozQuzIo8PiObPJDNeyVIAwiLhNW-7Yd8-OEpDfmSU67KNqZp7OrvCD_X8hIb6_bGOjTlQq8ko6AixB5uDqudQ8S5jGu5Z7XK-6Nit8rr2zxbMU-U50e2sc9/s1099/20250320_195113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1099" data-original-width="1064" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKhE1W8xDxQejoCKy_oJpoS-xmdh64nGsACkQuoX0o0E11LR32EJ3Ipa3zSrBqcX1-xozQuzIo8PiObPJDNeyVIAwiLhNW-7Yd8-OEpDfmSU67KNqZp7OrvCD_X8hIb6_bGOjTlQq8ko6AixB5uDqudQ8S5jGu5Z7XK-6Nit8rr2zxbMU-U50e2sc9/w388-h400/20250320_195113.jpg" width="388" /></a></div><br /><div>The legs are beautiful too 😍&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Til next time, friends!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
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No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/flowers-thoughts-booths.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS7kxSiT1L3wcTE2dCURcLD90-fSAhx9isk2Gdn1LCWb4vewZe71pR7zz3kn02VP_4Yo9lnD2wwfaZSvU1Uu-oi7Li7no5rACyHWJ91_x7wMfxe2KbaFxZ9X9xvyaqesHi3-Mjp5TUBDz1ADZ6QSHkXXJFEYhFu6CUyay_VPsDhyphenhyphen7HimK7prAYoW2t/s72-w400-h400-c/20250320_105515.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>24</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-7043729247171326082</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2025 15:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-19T11:37:35.233-04:00</atom:updated><title>Demographics</title><description><div><i>51°f/10.5°C, supposed to be a very warm day.&nbsp;</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJTo2T9t5CNam2WLej3wsiU_95Y9u5Kfa8dYYjeQglVHZ5szzP2s7NOTgbskmqtdnpnVSPxOaXc2GM5JY4vAQyDCUyl6ylQRnhzgOTpaUmhSm364htSBRVtFf49WXfUShntZdhXh3Aeno9HbD0RDAjIw_We-9lyxp_5vGpuwpPRP3q4ZQmxXw_obq/s1080/20250319_111006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="816" data-original-width="1080" height="303" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJTo2T9t5CNam2WLej3wsiU_95Y9u5Kfa8dYYjeQglVHZ5szzP2s7NOTgbskmqtdnpnVSPxOaXc2GM5JY4vAQyDCUyl6ylQRnhzgOTpaUmhSm364htSBRVtFf49WXfUShntZdhXh3Aeno9HbD0RDAjIw_We-9lyxp_5vGpuwpPRP3q4ZQmxXw_obq/w400-h303/20250319_111006.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><i>The Hartley cabin, no longer occupied, was the old Simon's homeplace. Photo taken about 10 years ago.</i><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The other night while I was trying to go to sleep, I got to thinking about the demographics of our road. I call "our road" the lasso-shaped loop the comprises Joe's Run from where it joins Mill Creek, to where the road splits into the left and right fork of Joe's Run, and then the 2-mile stretch of our ridge road (called Railey Ridge) that runs between where each fork ends on our ridge. The whole road as I have described it measures about 11 miles.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyHU7BbiCyCuqIFZbyOzS7vMhnZRcs6YWC9H-KZlPwWio50S5XfbsbAiSFOIQ9m_jALbYQJKvJNPsxERfqsti9L3XLF5yDI3YTL7UIeUFRetS9WFcTb39lLqwNhiBnkDK41-WYGXARHf7gZMOVw9rFxseyX63P4wPU5sSQQYMcLZlO1aiNPholf4g/s1078/20250319_111151.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="809" data-original-width="1078" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyHU7BbiCyCuqIFZbyOzS7vMhnZRcs6YWC9H-KZlPwWio50S5XfbsbAiSFOIQ9m_jALbYQJKvJNPsxERfqsti9L3XLF5yDI3YTL7UIeUFRetS9WFcTb39lLqwNhiBnkDK41-WYGXARHf7gZMOVw9rFxseyX63P4wPU5sSQQYMcLZlO1aiNPholf4g/w400-h300/20250319_111151.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Forks of Joe's Run&nbsp;</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div></i><div>So, on our road I counted 46 homes, with 92 occupants, or 2 people per house. This surprised me until I realized how many homes have single occupants---10 of them, at a rough count. Only one of these is a woman. Some have never married, others are divorced or widowed. There are less than 20 children. When my boys were young, there were at least 30 kids, 12 of them on this ridge.</div><div><br /></div><div>All of the generation above me, except 2, have died. Homes and land rarely come up for sale here, as property is passed to children, and land is often split up, with new houses popping up and descendants moving in. Most of these new houses are modular construction.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>There are still some farmers, not as many as there were, I think; farming here is very small scale, and all are cattle farms. Education levels are higher than the state average--there are 3 of us with Masters degrees, 3 are medical professionals, and there are three or 4 teachers, a veterinary technician. Two girls who were raised on our road but now live elsewhere are veterinarians. One man is an architect.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Many of the men are skilled workers--electricians, millwright, Larry was a bricklayer, and several are auto mechanics or body work specialists. One drives a school bus and has a side business in taxidermy. Five are self-employed with small businesses, one of which is a thriving auto body shop that employs a dozen people, mostly family members. One is a county tax assessor. About a dozen are retired; two are disabled, one of those a disabled vet.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the 50 years I have lived here, I have seen the shift away from farms and especially away from home gardens. Only 7 of us have any kind of garden, and only 2 with gardens of any size at all. Very few put up food, although they may freeze beef or venison. Religion is still a big part of life for most, although attendance at the little church on this ridge is less than half of what it was. People prefer the bigger churches out on the highway.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have also noticed a shift away from college education. At one time, there were 7 women on our road attending college. All were married and had families. Right now I can't think of a single person attending a school beyond high school. That could simply be due to the ages of our current residents, either too young or already established in a career or job.</div><div><br /></div><div>Every person on our road is white, and as far as I know it has always been so. I think the only ones to join the military were 4 of my sons, although of course most of the men of my generation were drafted back when that was done. No women vets I know of. One man who moved here from elsewhere is a disabled vet, and another couple, also from elsewhere, are retired veterans. These families, and maybe a dozen other people, are the only ones not raised on this road.</div><div><br /></div><div>I wonder how these demographics measure up against other communities. Are we average? I don't know, but it was interesting to think about during a sleepless night.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/demographics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJTo2T9t5CNam2WLej3wsiU_95Y9u5Kfa8dYYjeQglVHZ5szzP2s7NOTgbskmqtdnpnVSPxOaXc2GM5JY4vAQyDCUyl6ylQRnhzgOTpaUmhSm364htSBRVtFf49WXfUShntZdhXh3Aeno9HbD0RDAjIw_We-9lyxp_5vGpuwpPRP3q4ZQmxXw_obq/s72-w400-h303-c/20250319_111006.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>20</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-5438909431717005624</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2025 02:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-17T22:28:51.368-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Night Out</title><description><div><i>34°f, about 1°C, cloudy after showers during the night.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqvJExAIxfRTQfJmLtYs0Cf8nvCLYM7cfHyxYRj0GsnCuqQdQSCW4DqvMEud3pb-hDMnhZgiVmxirnWE6nKsks93MUAJtE9p7Wu0UohFTCMrBifsDZ4yOyGC5QyCsh2F_ff339qTBRD0ogGGc3ge0WXwthkha6x0g_VgqfIPGU4b3f-x89lON2BKeS/s3024/20250317_195931.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqvJExAIxfRTQfJmLtYs0Cf8nvCLYM7cfHyxYRj0GsnCuqQdQSCW4DqvMEud3pb-hDMnhZgiVmxirnWE6nKsks93MUAJtE9p7Wu0UohFTCMrBifsDZ4yOyGC5QyCsh2F_ff339qTBRD0ogGGc3ge0WXwthkha6x0g_VgqfIPGU4b3f-x89lON2BKeS/w400-h400/20250317_195931.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div><div>We made an unplanned trip to Charleston this evening to see a local group, The Charleston Rogues, at Fife Street Brewery. The Rogues play what they call Celtic punk rock and folk/trad music. What a fun, high energy band! I had seen them about 6 years ago and was glad of an opportunity to hear them again. Perhaps not everyone's cup of tea, or should I say glass of Guinness, but I love the energy of this group.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sorry about the video quality.&nbsp; For some reason YouTube zoomed my video and cut out most of the band. It's been several years since I have used YouTube, and apparently something has changed about uploading.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/po13BJ0P23c" width="320" youtube-src-id="po13BJ0P23c"></iframe></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/a-night-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqvJExAIxfRTQfJmLtYs0Cf8nvCLYM7cfHyxYRj0GsnCuqQdQSCW4DqvMEud3pb-hDMnhZgiVmxirnWE6nKsks93MUAJtE9p7Wu0UohFTCMrBifsDZ4yOyGC5QyCsh2F_ff339qTBRD0ogGGc3ge0WXwthkha6x0g_VgqfIPGU4b3f-x89lON2BKeS/s72-w400-h400-c/20250317_195931.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-8911694317165966505</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2025 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-16T14:06:11.632-04:00</atom:updated><title>Garden Work, and Soup</title><description><div><i>62°f/17°C this morning. Thunderstorm moved through quickly, now windy and feels colder than the temperature indicates. Going back down into the 30's tonight.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibcnlOhzF6d9TFDX1nTTRTaRhAfv8uUyNhqVabnSXEhlIbz94lYYzD7g71I_sp9n_UNng8I9j6dkKUu7114SD4fFmUfhuZGMt7VxRJuhQJFcfw5C4OqcnRmWgw8-1NnlC6PtPu2hJ3wZ8mp2h9mZbg0txnEWOr4dCmA8s9pE-1s24TysQkotD0O7mC/s2478/20250316_132330.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2255" data-original-width="2478" height="364" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibcnlOhzF6d9TFDX1nTTRTaRhAfv8uUyNhqVabnSXEhlIbz94lYYzD7g71I_sp9n_UNng8I9j6dkKUu7114SD4fFmUfhuZGMt7VxRJuhQJFcfw5C4OqcnRmWgw8-1NnlC6PtPu2hJ3wZ8mp2h9mZbg0txnEWOr4dCmA8s9pE-1s24TysQkotD0O7mC/w400-h364/20250316_132330.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Daffydowndillies!</i></div><div><br /></div>The past few days of yard work are catching up with me. Today I feel like a slug, only managing to make breakfast (pancakes, sausage,&nbsp; and fruit salad), and put on a pot of soup for lunch or dinner, whichever we decide. This is a new recipe I found online, sweet potato and lentil soup, and I have to say it is tasting pretty delicious. In my usual way, I had to substitute heavily--dried oregano and parsley instead of fresh,&nbsp; chicken broth instead of veggie broth, canned tomatoes instead of fresh, frozen creasy greens instead of spinach, paprika and Chipotle powder in place of smoked paprika, and canned yams someone brought here at Christmas for fresh. I figure my result will taste about the same in the end. You can find the <b><a href="https://www.vegkitchen.com/sweet-potato-lentil-soup-vegan-vegetarian/?fbclid=IwY2xjawJDCYBleHRuA2FlbQIxMQABHWxSiceRZdNfaQ5iM7JVVjoa9vdiBRGW2zYlv5J28eY-FJkANy23nxeFIg_aem_IYAWiHXx6xjDiUNP_zmVNA&amp;utm_source=fb&amp;utm_medium=Paid+Social&amp;utm_campaign=Sweet+Potato+Lentil+Soup#recipe">recipe here</a>. </b>If I can conjure up some energy I will make <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2010/11/cornbread.html?m=1">cornbread</a></b> to go with the soup. Big if.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9R3ivSMh1j7BujdfYIyM4RDpEhafKugRHBEsXwj9anFsXo1gjYsTKUQMA3SEMF4N53M4iJAsHUE-UrNNnSomnW8lvD3LWYGojrMgsyy47_75GgcAJv4htIVHJQZ-MogH6cPxE1VrIx3AMbvvbn_d87krPfLenPP_SRqmvhfDK0A1A8z4KtXBeqC8u/s3024/20250316_125823.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9R3ivSMh1j7BujdfYIyM4RDpEhafKugRHBEsXwj9anFsXo1gjYsTKUQMA3SEMF4N53M4iJAsHUE-UrNNnSomnW8lvD3LWYGojrMgsyy47_75GgcAJv4htIVHJQZ-MogH6cPxE1VrIx3AMbvvbn_d87krPfLenPP_SRqmvhfDK0A1A8z4KtXBeqC8u/s320/20250316_125823.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Yesterday we got 20 more bags of mulch spread. We have a system: We leave the bags in the truck, and Larry pulls them out one at a time into the wheelbarrow, cuts them open, and takes them to wherever we are working. I tell him where to dump it,&nbsp; and spread the mulch, taking care around the plants that were already up. We had put down the chicken wire first, of course.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>If you are wondering why we don't buy bulk mulch, I'll tell you-- neither of us are up to shoveling that much mulch. We can handle the bags; even I can get them from truck to wheelbarrow. It costs more to buy in bags, but for us it is the doable option.</div><div><br /></div><div>We were working fast because rain was predicted to start by 11, but the rain and storms and high winds never struck here. So I continued working outside, cleaning up and mulching the drift roses, and picking up, putting away, etc. Pretty tired but satisfied by evening.</div><div><br /></div><div>Larry is chomping at the bit for the <a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2023/04/blow-wind-blow.html?m=1"><b>molly moochers</b> </a>and <a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2009/03/larrys-ramp-hunting-trip.html?m=1"><b>ramps</b></a> to come up, but it's still a little early for those wild treats. Which reminded me of this:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLc3YhkVyMaN3AeEEEQGh-ntEFHZ5lCwzCaq_gSP9LznIJzOyK_VkOd0QhMhFs5Ma1Zv-XmSW_kP8KvvBU0qkPEukHKeVDo0ep3NuOn3sSffH6yUMzbgJqoMZsaYlE7rmo9uXibn2Y1qqge6WIgjJhaNeaB9psPArm5nF-6S6Gi4R8GoNdl-ITycm4/s1080/20250315_194602.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="744" data-original-width="1080" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLc3YhkVyMaN3AeEEEQGh-ntEFHZ5lCwzCaq_gSP9LznIJzOyK_VkOd0QhMhFs5Ma1Zv-XmSW_kP8KvvBU0qkPEukHKeVDo0ep3NuOn3sSffH6yUMzbgJqoMZsaYlE7rmo9uXibn2Y1qqge6WIgjJhaNeaB9psPArm5nF-6S6Gi4R8GoNdl-ITycm4/w400-h275/20250315_194602.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>Right now, I'm listening to Mountain Stage and dunking <b><a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/biscotti-and-not-much-else.html?m=1">that biscotti</a> </b>in coffee, with my feet up. I must say, it feels pretty good.</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Take care, friends.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/garden-work-and-soup.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibcnlOhzF6d9TFDX1nTTRTaRhAfv8uUyNhqVabnSXEhlIbz94lYYzD7g71I_sp9n_UNng8I9j6dkKUu7114SD4fFmUfhuZGMt7VxRJuhQJFcfw5C4OqcnRmWgw8-1NnlC6PtPu2hJ3wZ8mp2h9mZbg0txnEWOr4dCmA8s9pE-1s24TysQkotD0O7mC/s72-w400-h364-c/20250316_132330.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-2576765152390413129</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2025 00:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-14T21:15:57.490-04:00</atom:updated><title>Spring is Springing...Maybe?</title><description><div><i>54°f/12°C, mostly sunny. Storms expected tomorrow afternoon, with high winds.</i></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFG50DxzpNbFsnGReywfmeEBgl0kMHdWEk-OoxhNdRexvgcwjuDMisMBudfVT4CR-FYQjA8aiZkB4ldGvwTc_BNAOsqZJEJ0b1qVu3tQo0YZN5imSNXNDBrWCWEZEBmK6NoBe1RpNU_QRPnkDN6MkulxbJZG2waWGdVtcuIHhyphenhyphenGfnT5KPOQRffLuoT/s3024/20250314_134206.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFG50DxzpNbFsnGReywfmeEBgl0kMHdWEk-OoxhNdRexvgcwjuDMisMBudfVT4CR-FYQjA8aiZkB4ldGvwTc_BNAOsqZJEJ0b1qVu3tQo0YZN5imSNXNDBrWCWEZEBmK6NoBe1RpNU_QRPnkDN6MkulxbJZG2waWGdVtcuIHhyphenhyphenGfnT5KPOQRffLuoT/w400-h400/20250314_134206.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixJL3FfKCgSNctFQWOpW2DKHeaa-Zir7Q0PskII6QTFCPR4X8PpTOvfln9BfZzcv6wZSSxPzr3F3iX552R0KdeoZ8y7yMpjZhHes3LHlvK9pZJJNZPNe7zcx1A4xiszXeSuirOTP8eyDRESrBVunObzFzxf5q6VS0btlsnuM8GdOe825WRoAmlcrHZ/s2965/20250314_134123.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2965" data-original-width="2285" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixJL3FfKCgSNctFQWOpW2DKHeaa-Zir7Q0PskII6QTFCPR4X8PpTOvfln9BfZzcv6wZSSxPzr3F3iX552R0KdeoZ8y7yMpjZhHes3LHlvK9pZJJNZPNe7zcx1A4xiszXeSuirOTP8eyDRESrBVunObzFzxf5q6VS0btlsnuM8GdOe825WRoAmlcrHZ/w309-h400/20250314_134123.jpg" width="309" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Little bouquets for the house</i></div><div><br /></div><div>We have spread 40 bags of mulch this week, with 20 in the truck to be spread tomorrow. It's that time of year! To discourage the dogs from digging up my plants (again) I am trying a desperate measure: putting chicken wire under the mulch.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't know how other gardening dog-lovers manage, but I was at my wit's end last summer. I can't blame the dogs, they're dogs after all. But our old dogs knew better and for the most part stayed out of the gardens once the plants were 6" tall or so, but these two boys are still young and clueless. I have accepted that they will lie down in the mulch because I know of no way to prevent that, and after all it is warm and soft and I guess comfy, to them. But digging? That has got to stop. I know the chicken wire will rust,, but maybe by then the dogs will have got the idea. Or I will have come up with a better solution.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSH2WTVf78FOUt8rZZGZLBXQfRBZp5oFOy2OvpEzOb1HAxO8dUzHqCdu6kOyH0CnkEXBH_AEw0k6SUBJB0hcI7f5WCv8ervEISAY9jcUXu18NJklSjP5oMCq8xVyANpK3MhdRO969_ZXpW-Uw0WkLyO1Pvux1p9_eP5RxYEkcD_AdV0VgQWOsGh_NP/s3024/20250314_134043.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSH2WTVf78FOUt8rZZGZLBXQfRBZp5oFOy2OvpEzOb1HAxO8dUzHqCdu6kOyH0CnkEXBH_AEw0k6SUBJB0hcI7f5WCv8ervEISAY9jcUXu18NJklSjP5oMCq8xVyANpK3MhdRO969_ZXpW-Uw0WkLyO1Pvux1p9_eP5RxYEkcD_AdV0VgQWOsGh_NP/s320/20250314_134043.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I have to boobytrap all my gardens, as you can see below, with zigzag wire fencing, chunks of firewood, broken flowerpots, etc, just to keep the dogs out. When the plants are bigger,, i can remove most of it. I wish I could afford real fencing! But that is not an option.&nbsp;<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9DRJnviktMgRW7Fs1LJinbWJcRL5uYnZ386tSh2BFODv9hiUcfHjCnteCRk76Y8_EanX-sB2lZZqB5MD9RqKbk9kiR-JgGOOjajG_TNe4VEjDWCt8y1zuJXgXLJkDpy2KfnIXsb9t_bu3FVjMNtv6ACeIDQn-3UcOk18xwEtHOWHFjjfvNxOFsoBb/s1869/20250314_133918.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1869" data-original-width="1652" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9DRJnviktMgRW7Fs1LJinbWJcRL5uYnZ386tSh2BFODv9hiUcfHjCnteCRk76Y8_EanX-sB2lZZqB5MD9RqKbk9kiR-JgGOOjajG_TNe4VEjDWCt8y1zuJXgXLJkDpy2KfnIXsb9t_bu3FVjMNtv6ACeIDQn-3UcOk18xwEtHOWHFjjfvNxOFsoBb/s320/20250314_133918.jpg" width="283" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_7bu41xIAjV8C8O2AOAGs2hC3x3WK8o9jE80nP26PVEOdGjd-zy2bJXtbaNxQc0mEWsNMRrFaZJM5IPa31zex9iutwtf_bXBbLB4k8_DBo6X5yQ_KVLjLyBKTMnon01_3609-42-1-S58DkG_4p37X6LAVCr8YtZkHyw40fM73TcgUL7-U_F0OdBG/s3024/20250314_133820.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_7bu41xIAjV8C8O2AOAGs2hC3x3WK8o9jE80nP26PVEOdGjd-zy2bJXtbaNxQc0mEWsNMRrFaZJM5IPa31zex9iutwtf_bXBbLB4k8_DBo6X5yQ_KVLjLyBKTMnon01_3609-42-1-S58DkG_4p37X6LAVCr8YtZkHyw40fM73TcgUL7-U_F0OdBG/s320/20250314_133820.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>I definitely got a little sun getting all this done! It does feel good to be out in the gardens again.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZRSodwEmwMP7V84mNRuwJuXlvQ8cMYK6tzgK8tT8sAewMB2Jp-eBUc_e38i4TtS94KNTIicKJ6gzKcvrzd087Vnlr9VOqyVRPSu4ZopojTNVOj7LQ20Bf6Rjm6Y2ppZGsyOU_PPC_UxbNd6d7iaPheiVq1KvitSOmeD4T-UXNct8-tifw3HnOSgO8/s2640/20250314_185159.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2640" data-original-width="1980" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZRSodwEmwMP7V84mNRuwJuXlvQ8cMYK6tzgK8tT8sAewMB2Jp-eBUc_e38i4TtS94KNTIicKJ6gzKcvrzd087Vnlr9VOqyVRPSu4ZopojTNVOj7LQ20Bf6Rjm6Y2ppZGsyOU_PPC_UxbNd6d7iaPheiVq1KvitSOmeD4T-UXNct8-tifw3HnOSgO8/s320/20250314_185159.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>My new knee does okay with all this outside work; I am very careful about how I step about, and generally bend from the waist, which is what I have done for years, instead of at the knees. At night, well, that's another thing altogether. My knee gives me fits, hurting and generally uncomfortable.&nbsp; A side issue is that my two middle toes often go to sleep, sometimes followed by my leg from the knee down. (My right arm often does the same at night.) Sometimes I get up and get an ice pack, which seems to help for some reason, or I just walk around a bit. But sleep is not easy these days.</div><div><br /></div><div>In other news, the daffodils are finally blooming! They are a full 2 weeks behind last year, I think, and definitely later than usual.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>The robins are back too, and the pileated woodpecker has been beating a steady drumroll all day today. I heard owls calling this morning but couldn't be sure what kind over the noise of the woodpecker. The little wren that sings outside our window seems to have been replaced by a very vociferous titmouse, who woke me at 7am, just as the wren used to do.</div><div><br /></div><div>So Spring is definitely springing, and I am happy to greet familiar plants as they emerge from their slumber. I know I lost a good many to the drought and winter, but they will be plenty to enjoy, and I get to visit garden centers and farmers markets in search of replacements. Oh darn.</div><div><br /></div><div>One more Spring thing: the local high school show choir's annual strawberry sale!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyPOdAdVV8kISn8qVyYsn61cTUA9YPLdbXE-cHu_RGeFBU9olqKbWjC5dZ9sDr1IdBhrGmwyP6ML_cEXgIVoZFfDZy_Ar9vH7D32tfAtkWoxyMW8ENwrYBBBSgsh7MiWpevxtZhnl3Q8JV1BBX-vlO-TYq1tgF-Jo8EESvbFRpbqdM8S3G1mvEiMfU/s3024/20250313_143259.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyPOdAdVV8kISn8qVyYsn61cTUA9YPLdbXE-cHu_RGeFBU9olqKbWjC5dZ9sDr1IdBhrGmwyP6ML_cEXgIVoZFfDZy_Ar9vH7D32tfAtkWoxyMW8ENwrYBBBSgsh7MiWpevxtZhnl3Q8JV1BBX-vlO-TYq1tgF-Jo8EESvbFRpbqdM8S3G1mvEiMfU/w400-h400/20250313_143259.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>I bought a flat, and got them into the freezer. Half are sweetened and ready to use, the other half I just cut up and froze to make into jam later. They were so good, very fresh and only a very few spots on them.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, and my tiny row of lettuce, radishes, and onions is up!</div><div><br /></div><div>Ending today with this little <b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/swilleddog/videos/1326694355122126/?app=fbl">clip featuring grandson Jared</a></b> as the surfer guy at the beginning and end. I hope it opens.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Stay well, friends!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/spring-is-springingmaybe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFG50DxzpNbFsnGReywfmeEBgl0kMHdWEk-OoxhNdRexvgcwjuDMisMBudfVT4CR-FYQjA8aiZkB4ldGvwTc_BNAOsqZJEJ0b1qVu3tQo0YZN5imSNXNDBrWCWEZEBmK6NoBe1RpNU_QRPnkDN6MkulxbJZG2waWGdVtcuIHhyphenhyphenGfnT5KPOQRffLuoT/s72-w400-h400-c/20250314_134206.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>37</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-2325006796182822717</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2025 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-12T13:16:32.384-04:00</atom:updated><title>Almost Wordless Wednesday </title><description><div><i>52°f/11°C, clear, expecting a high of 77°f/25°C. Yuck, too hot too fast.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Photos from our drive to Huntington yesterday.</div><div><br /></div><div>I wonder what this little building was used for?</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQuu6n2iM9EEoeCQVF-qi9-fRj73iSVn_pbh68V08mIhCg981iTrHLVP-_mMko3O6IFqS8be_XCcezcExP_hmFR9zEGHGGmjCcqiwIf5dqrKCe316fP7sdo5CqCW0vjEHa3KDH1oVw7H-NxtLLP94Mv6Pe2Vzhqhf6Yo3JpEJwaqqkJVhkNEJpEax/s1734/20250311_143359.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1388" data-original-width="1734" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQuu6n2iM9EEoeCQVF-qi9-fRj73iSVn_pbh68V08mIhCg981iTrHLVP-_mMko3O6IFqS8be_XCcezcExP_hmFR9zEGHGGmjCcqiwIf5dqrKCe316fP7sdo5CqCW0vjEHa3KDH1oVw7H-NxtLLP94Mv6Pe2Vzhqhf6Yo3JpEJwaqqkJVhkNEJpEax/w400-h320/20250311_143359.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Can you see the old house hidden in the trees?<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD_quObel4wnag5tK-H0Zkmu1P-dFK0JVm_BpzBJzyFj7ZyYh1SC2d1Zcxgy1aJ7VptNgrex8p9LOyHfAxWPDrpValQA_UiAJ2IJKu_pmOtPG-LGfPsyPjBjG82iOWJpfh2v0MOS4YUwjBbR_cn8thH6dyrw4vEgGls8dIgahQCbYY5mumtRb5zH_A/s1525/20250311_132844.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1525" data-original-width="1299" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD_quObel4wnag5tK-H0Zkmu1P-dFK0JVm_BpzBJzyFj7ZyYh1SC2d1Zcxgy1aJ7VptNgrex8p9LOyHfAxWPDrpValQA_UiAJ2IJKu_pmOtPG-LGfPsyPjBjG82iOWJpfh2v0MOS4YUwjBbR_cn8thH6dyrw4vEgGls8dIgahQCbYY5mumtRb5zH_A/w341-h400/20250311_132844.jpg" width="341" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6zpsgdj446Wz7H_9hcSk5Np99N1Czf3OwMgt2p7u-XuD2YaYblTdUk348vsQ0bMPuNGzu6YCGcGo3MeyQVrG8JEzoXih3BrtWMo_fQ0SV_jQAziGsF78R-hSrIHbu1yeql7hp3JupYreUhLWtHdCAAiqHGh33UtquZG8VMGSZna7znuvep_OFrvI2/s2912/20250311_132550.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2063" data-original-width="2912" height="284" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6zpsgdj446Wz7H_9hcSk5Np99N1Czf3OwMgt2p7u-XuD2YaYblTdUk348vsQ0bMPuNGzu6YCGcGo3MeyQVrG8JEzoXih3BrtWMo_fQ0SV_jQAziGsF78R-hSrIHbu1yeql7hp3JupYreUhLWtHdCAAiqHGh33UtquZG8VMGSZna7znuvep_OFrvI2/w400-h284/20250311_132550.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Laying down on the job.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1cub4iQgOz8_4ywoe-WqgA0GGzrUEOa-DRwqbMSZE2o7oie71aWZ09iqeAB0IGwehy5Ej2_lbgb0H4E4rPb3G671DSGWN-ti4WZAeYIG9r1yNDF_UX6zN72JEl25Nrrw9nuaV066LsbCsarlGPhLJ7bq-5KzJGvXjhRLknLNGXbBzHFyuptuCDVxT/s676/20250311_132425.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="588" data-original-width="676" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1cub4iQgOz8_4ywoe-WqgA0GGzrUEOa-DRwqbMSZE2o7oie71aWZ09iqeAB0IGwehy5Ej2_lbgb0H4E4rPb3G671DSGWN-ti4WZAeYIG9r1yNDF_UX6zN72JEl25Nrrw9nuaV066LsbCsarlGPhLJ7bq-5KzJGvXjhRLknLNGXbBzHFyuptuCDVxT/w400-h348/20250311_132425.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJDZy6W9kqpfP7HiA1pVfzRNqA7jmmp-X6p03Ij1X7sJer4uaCazSkMITLASP3mZxat2zAXnA6l_zi5NykT5inQDFZJT1kGMNbdQGrKgGAlyxncmxL3hLxbw3qQWtF7FoXMEV5okRg-lWNQ-l4Vh2gxgVclMne6PpwS5E8Hi635nThSDOkFzK8w3x7/s1524/20250311_132336.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1524" data-original-width="1298" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJDZy6W9kqpfP7HiA1pVfzRNqA7jmmp-X6p03Ij1X7sJer4uaCazSkMITLASP3mZxat2zAXnA6l_zi5NykT5inQDFZJT1kGMNbdQGrKgGAlyxncmxL3hLxbw3qQWtF7FoXMEV5okRg-lWNQ-l4Vh2gxgVclMne6PpwS5E8Hi635nThSDOkFzK8w3x7/w341-h400/20250311_132336.jpg" width="341" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This place has always intrigued me. It was abandoned but then someone started fixing it up.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjERP1UEDLcGiJHh1eD47zn4TpE0nbnI7hcmJI-HdfhR7MrCz7mx0-6VmqaihaDvC2f5ZeUSfb9HXpI7Qj1InYMxhkLmUV9nJSeZCochZ_9uv6J9uaWVGNuRPgNAqPawtP1mHx1y9giHQ-zq5cDniNAYkwvL46cLqQYWlmHO3wWaK4QRVBN9zqMwups/s3024/20250311_131916.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjERP1UEDLcGiJHh1eD47zn4TpE0nbnI7hcmJI-HdfhR7MrCz7mx0-6VmqaihaDvC2f5ZeUSfb9HXpI7Qj1InYMxhkLmUV9nJSeZCochZ_9uv6J9uaWVGNuRPgNAqPawtP1mHx1y9giHQ-zq5cDniNAYkwvL46cLqQYWlmHO3wWaK4QRVBN9zqMwups/w400-h400/20250311_131916.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Painted on a barn near the VA hospital.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj8T-rC3tFLqITrXb-r6g_GwiL4i_WfWMZncl7KoKjMRteV10l9nf0RgpHlmn9hh7CTSXqIDtH19AMXTAfbpMzPdK7eZbxRxh9bTK0Tb-0kpg4yZ0tB2JVifYenXI4pIY862KdmhGZxplV_pS_wSFWhvbEe03KH67ADAHEHNUYhh15B1nED-Hu5bGL/s3024/20250311_121518.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Not our truck, but I guess he got hit with the mud rain last weekend too.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJkz7HlaxdlhB2nT5zzwJbODs5W3Gfqn6PXNGwTe926RgCHYnk-MJneGwThKOQDUxKO6yAeFBw7KnVdicS8wC_e9wclo5sPVB06Aw9MH4tqkOohyphenhyphenfhhSbZFxstt9x9llGIdp7mzslRZBsPcWJedgKjIyXcIM4e99TYmEj_0t62JZVtBouxeYDSR8E0/s3024/20250312_115233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJkz7HlaxdlhB2nT5zzwJbODs5W3Gfqn6PXNGwTe926RgCHYnk-MJneGwThKOQDUxKO6yAeFBw7KnVdicS8wC_e9wclo5sPVB06Aw9MH4tqkOohyphenhyphenfhhSbZFxstt9x9llGIdp7mzslRZBsPcWJedgKjIyXcIM4e99TYmEj_0t62JZVtBouxeYDSR8E0/w400-h400/20250312_115233.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/reel/1211459133732817?mibextid=rS40aB7S9Ucbxw6v">This woman gives blondes a bad name.</a></b> (Have you noticed DR'S preference for blondes?)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
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No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/almost-wordless-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQuu6n2iM9EEoeCQVF-qi9-fRj73iSVn_pbh68V08mIhCg981iTrHLVP-_mMko3O6IFqS8be_XCcezcExP_hmFR9zEGHGGmjCcqiwIf5dqrKCe316fP7sdo5CqCW0vjEHa3KDH1oVw7H-NxtLLP94Mv6Pe2Vzhqhf6Yo3JpEJwaqqkJVhkNEJpEax/s72-w400-h320-c/20250311_143359.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-5741462957115768626</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2025 00:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-11T20:38:32.849-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cooking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food preservation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">In my kitchen</category><title>In My Kitchen: February 2025</title><description><div>A review of February in my kitchen:</div><div><br /></div><div>A new-to-me tea cozy by April Cornell. It's reversible!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYS5gqqhXVC7K8XGznIkmGWy9oC7hsjOcY2MYp7aiHFaXzoZlAIn0KTUx5-j-_j8KUSJhrgDXC6GvMvxEgVW9qrGHbveNS8oYNmXiCsnT3Pk-X1fqHFEJHc7d_7_28PI6aYSnaU94krSOijb3PMIWFzVBb1dMqYCNr4QMLARNA9qmCGVUVs4t8F93E/s4032/20250224_093231.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYS5gqqhXVC7K8XGznIkmGWy9oC7hsjOcY2MYp7aiHFaXzoZlAIn0KTUx5-j-_j8KUSJhrgDXC6GvMvxEgVW9qrGHbveNS8oYNmXiCsnT3Pk-X1fqHFEJHc7d_7_28PI6aYSnaU94krSOijb3PMIWFzVBb1dMqYCNr4QMLARNA9qmCGVUVs4t8F93E/s320/20250224_093231.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I chopped and dehydrated most of the remainder of last year's bumper garlic crop.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHqdhz-6ZJVp-PkQxl9m7sr0JrlOcGFNiNYCN2dV-jJj14BIOhe9rM4kJprfh_UlOSf8iOWazYtMzlMd7denWg0CI6VrH9L7VpAU7L1AVMkjgCXScenRBaU7i6Cz2KyRTcSPuHzkYIjvgemKbcFsxJEfeJ6z80eg54ziQc2Ay21zGQK7zeFPTQUr_c/s2892/20250220_162716.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2442" data-original-width="2892" height="338" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHqdhz-6ZJVp-PkQxl9m7sr0JrlOcGFNiNYCN2dV-jJj14BIOhe9rM4kJprfh_UlOSf8iOWazYtMzlMd7denWg0CI6VrH9L7VpAU7L1AVMkjgCXScenRBaU7i6Cz2KyRTcSPuHzkYIjvgemKbcFsxJEfeJ6z80eg54ziQc2Ay21zGQK7zeFPTQUr_c/w400-h338/20250220_162716.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDJGUWWcOiZetV_RNUtWixv2YLxzzJ8Smw6XLvRsUsEc3aMO2M5WSAWukjmzVui3J58aM3E1nWSw_5Q4dAB33rawX2vUMd1zUTvM_HmU11AywZ-y0dc0L97R5r4rv-R74vL4OlX5uRwaCgafx4_xv_6KN4qrf9Mvp2txloGGwkGjNJNLejQoAgz059/s4032/20250220_162621.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDJGUWWcOiZetV_RNUtWixv2YLxzzJ8Smw6XLvRsUsEc3aMO2M5WSAWukjmzVui3J58aM3E1nWSw_5Q4dAB33rawX2vUMd1zUTvM_HmU11AywZ-y0dc0L97R5r4rv-R74vL4OlX5uRwaCgafx4_xv_6KN4qrf9Mvp2txloGGwkGjNJNLejQoAgz059/w300-h400/20250220_162621.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Valentine's day dinner by the fire: steak, loaded baked potatoes, and salad. Simple and delicious.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj0s7iWBK6Xo6x61WVzi5pridSTNvFJHJVOwQy9Jog-V80rLcKBBppdc8WkNkesmE7qwdajOMt1sqf3FbAqE2Gm7ewZLtDyJtE7BCNScNZsLXGG9Lr5pr-J9dowW3njfBvZn7WphGwg9rP9aPHMfuvrrxPUPhDiq5hCy2rjzN3-uf13d1euXsZYFY1/s4032/20250214_182812.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj0s7iWBK6Xo6x61WVzi5pridSTNvFJHJVOwQy9Jog-V80rLcKBBppdc8WkNkesmE7qwdajOMt1sqf3FbAqE2Gm7ewZLtDyJtE7BCNScNZsLXGG9Lr5pr-J9dowW3njfBvZn7WphGwg9rP9aPHMfuvrrxPUPhDiq5hCy2rjzN3-uf13d1euXsZYFY1/w300-h400/20250214_182812.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>My Valentine's cake effort: chocolate cake with raspberry filling and cream cheese frosting.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBbaIDKXNdr2iBudI1X2XLKhZuq9_fWdEMdB43imySNMrOUXusgw5MmtXXebhnhk_DuZJUF6u71DDTEbOn6fyOZX7PhJ6rWEb23T7sfKd742Ije87B2m5ofq2fsAVretaTGKky3x-4rE2yF22sXrZA6v04491Ew2qDWLrUZviFqJf4eij3WrneEVJ-/s4032/20250214_145910.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBbaIDKXNdr2iBudI1X2XLKhZuq9_fWdEMdB43imySNMrOUXusgw5MmtXXebhnhk_DuZJUF6u71DDTEbOn6fyOZX7PhJ6rWEb23T7sfKd742Ije87B2m5ofq2fsAVretaTGKky3x-4rE2yF22sXrZA6v04491Ew2qDWLrUZviFqJf4eij3WrneEVJ-/w300-h400/20250214_145910.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>A cobbler made with fruits from the fridge that needed to be used up---canned pears, cherry pie filling, blueberries, peaches, some cranberry sauce. Yum.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLr00KAVl70nLZeYwsjgmV2ORoqCQ3ZrzDXkKZCxP9DBcdd2C8ALe68FX21ilOcpVRspxuAcBM1HOS7kwKFMZ6IYm7H6w4QkwB9555LjxuXvK0JuXNCtydDozETCgIbiyN0Cpf4CVlJ0iq6-Mc4RkDDJAHUfHjovQ74jgOOYcmd_M7BymFfEegxfIR/s2959/20250212_151144.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2758" data-original-width="2959" height="373" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLr00KAVl70nLZeYwsjgmV2ORoqCQ3ZrzDXkKZCxP9DBcdd2C8ALe68FX21ilOcpVRspxuAcBM1HOS7kwKFMZ6IYm7H6w4QkwB9555LjxuXvK0JuXNCtydDozETCgIbiyN0Cpf4CVlJ0iq6-Mc4RkDDJAHUfHjovQ74jgOOYcmd_M7BymFfEegxfIR/w400-h373/20250212_151144.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Orange-cranberry scones.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzSKI7Vjomg66YEa3KnD0VS69yH1lXneNYEurtKZETNlYuAadokW-7FPoxWguCylBpG2MhoE5tIpQWXz1dwizuRBG19NNsueoUUcIS7PxLMLa-2_VO-EId2KQXPFdhsfjXdB84GTg6g_R0fxVUqQ6bVgrShUcENWlFbthNlRoeU0xjIIZErZ1kzzg8/s1070/img_3_1741738747059.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="727" data-original-width="1070" height="271" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzSKI7Vjomg66YEa3KnD0VS69yH1lXneNYEurtKZETNlYuAadokW-7FPoxWguCylBpG2MhoE5tIpQWXz1dwizuRBG19NNsueoUUcIS7PxLMLa-2_VO-EId2KQXPFdhsfjXdB84GTg6g_R0fxVUqQ6bVgrShUcENWlFbthNlRoeU0xjIIZErZ1kzzg8/w400-h271/img_3_1741738747059.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And a stew made with all sorts of leftovers and bits and pieces as I was cleaning out the fridge. It was the best stew I think I have ever made, and I will never be able to duplicate it.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghJygvVQc0Er8SNEm5bv_cG85xzFichC6-i2YnzbW-bn0H08MWXW2LnW7Q5twiNXPpR6ll_lD5AlWl5ngNjSKIRfYzS7MRB2a4m1-UVSFo4zg5YF5zbopAuflVXcw5N4G1QSBlew7vBvBoseJfIhMbHcXCBpa4JFCiST_RwH0Xzo3aEakRc6NpZu7G/s1427/img_1_1741738699862.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1427" data-original-width="1070" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghJygvVQc0Er8SNEm5bv_cG85xzFichC6-i2YnzbW-bn0H08MWXW2LnW7Q5twiNXPpR6ll_lD5AlWl5ngNjSKIRfYzS7MRB2a4m1-UVSFo4zg5YF5zbopAuflVXcw5N4G1QSBlew7vBvBoseJfIhMbHcXCBpa4JFCiST_RwH0Xzo3aEakRc6NpZu7G/w300-h400/img_1_1741738699862.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>Made but no pictures: banana chocolate chip bread, canned apple pie filling, canned pork, canned black beans, and I used up the rest of the apples in the cellar to make and freeze fried apples.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think that was about it. Linking to <b><a href="http://sherryspickings.blogspot.com/2025/03/in-my-kitchen-march-2025.html?m=1">Sherry'sPickings</a></b> for the first-time!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Now I need to remember to take photos this month for next month's roundup.</div><div><br /></div>
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No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/in-my-kitchen-february-2025.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYS5gqqhXVC7K8XGznIkmGWy9oC7hsjOcY2MYp7aiHFaXzoZlAIn0KTUx5-j-_j8KUSJhrgDXC6GvMvxEgVW9qrGHbveNS8oYNmXiCsnT3Pk-X1fqHFEJHc7d_7_28PI6aYSnaU94krSOijb3PMIWFzVBb1dMqYCNr4QMLARNA9qmCGVUVs4t8F93E/s72-c/20250224_093231.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>25</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-180658191729561127</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2025 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-10T18:53:33.986-04:00</atom:updated><title>Finishing up</title><description><div><i>30°f, this morning, -1.5°C, clear all day, temps rising to 57°f. Doors open!</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>We are finally almost done with the bedroom painting, just a few things to finish up---put Larry's mirror back in place, re-hang some (but not all) of the artwork, hang the curtains...all small things. We won't put all the art back because getting it down to clean is just getting too hard. Not that we're getting old! Just, well, we are getting <i>older. </i>I asked Larry the other day, "Do you realize we are almost 3/4 of a century old?" He looked a little startled at that idea.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1FrcgQx-48pN9HJO7Au5ChkzqFNYsN8_gOOj4EgErtNp8V_oGonmyYOfaSccEgU5aoky10hil01R7aW1SmFDtXfOIQLXUsMzMkAVW3XbRnpnRRsW0VEhyphenhyphenWgvtN2ZhFnz-eDYGvzTnNtY86oqbNheqh4jZGLLtXQRH0Da_z5B3ka1ZaghcnCFaZ3Tx/s3370/20250310_182139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3370" data-original-width="2622" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1FrcgQx-48pN9HJO7Au5ChkzqFNYsN8_gOOj4EgErtNp8V_oGonmyYOfaSccEgU5aoky10hil01R7aW1SmFDtXfOIQLXUsMzMkAVW3XbRnpnRRsW0VEhyphenhyphenWgvtN2ZhFnz-eDYGvzTnNtY86oqbNheqh4jZGLLtXQRH0Da_z5B3ka1ZaghcnCFaZ3Tx/w311-h400/20250310_182139.jpg" width="311" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>My side of the room; Larry's isn't quite finished. I have had this dresser since I was 17, and it was old then, made in the 1920's or 1930's I think.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div>The photo below shows the colors a little better, although the bottom color isn't quite that dark. It came out darker than I expected, but I like it. The green paint was a mix of 3 partial cans that I needed to use up.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkdqBjxPSgmeFVJ-67HRAzPBfz3evYs4pkLlIZveSmxpoyaXwKVjtU8GP-AXgbG0lgPDBYOTG1lvPQVh4rF8mtDuYjPiDQmOUjxYUU7JTzKULit7JpkVXqKKtvIakpLJcUNioKjlaouMXRdWDk1pywl7u9wXX4yqgPofE17DBBM2rrnuVroD_NkP4M/s1943/20250310_182054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1943" data-original-width="634" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkdqBjxPSgmeFVJ-67HRAzPBfz3evYs4pkLlIZveSmxpoyaXwKVjtU8GP-AXgbG0lgPDBYOTG1lvPQVh4rF8mtDuYjPiDQmOUjxYUU7JTzKULit7JpkVXqKKtvIakpLJcUNioKjlaouMXRdWDk1pywl7u9wXX4yqgPofE17DBBM2rrnuVroD_NkP4M/w130-h400/20250310_182054.jpg" width="130" /></a></div><br /><div>Today was all about cleaning: getting bits of paint cleaned up, mopping and waxing the floors, cleaning the window and mirrors. Since I was doing floors, I went ahead and did the rest of the house and the front porch too. Larry slid outside to get away from the housework, got out that new-to-us electric pole chainsaw and did some tree trimming which really needed to be done.</div><div><br /></div><div>It has been a glorious day and I hated being inside most of the day, but I am glad to see this project finishing up. Tomorrow will be another beautiful day, but we will be on the road to Huntington for Larry's echocardiogram. We have still been on regular time, not adjusted yet to DST, but boy we better be on it tomorrow as we need to be on the road by 8am.</div><div><br /></div><div>One aggravation today: a Facebook group started talking about problems with bills from WVU Medicine, which has taken over almost all hospitals and medical services in the state. People are getting notices of overdue bills when they didn't know they had bills due, and some even getting sued. I figured I had better check my online account with WVU Medicine, called MyChart, just in case I had bills finally showing up for my knee replacement&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Sure enough, there was a charge sitting there for $123.72, that i had never gotten a notice for. Nowhere on the website could I find what the charge was for, except that it was related to my last doctor visit, which was just a routine six-month checkup. So I called the office to find out why a visit that usually cost a $20 co-pay had suddenly cost do much more.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>The office couldn't tell me! They don't do thr billing, they explained, and gave me the number for the billing office. A call there got me a very nice lady that told me the charge was the "clinic fee" which is charged if the doctor does not own the building but uses WVU's clinic. Now, my doctor has been in this building for years, but now suddenly patients have to pay a fee to see the doctor there? The poor lady on the phone also explained that billing doesn't happen there either...so where does it happen? She wasn't sure.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am not done with this. Tomorrow I will call my insurance company, and also find out just where and who does the billing. Because this is beyond ridiculous. If this is indeed a charge that will happen going forward, then my doctor will not be seeing me for these "routine" checkups. I won't be going in unless I am really sick. I hate these visits anyway, to just sit there and have her tell me I'm okay. I kinda knew that going in! I like my doc a lot, but not enough to pay $123.72:to see her for no reason.</div><div><br /></div><div>Enough rant for today! I hope you are all well, have had no rude surprises, and have had the same lovely Spring day we have enjoyed here. Til next time, friends!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/finishing-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1FrcgQx-48pN9HJO7Au5ChkzqFNYsN8_gOOj4EgErtNp8V_oGonmyYOfaSccEgU5aoky10hil01R7aW1SmFDtXfOIQLXUsMzMkAVW3XbRnpnRRsW0VEhyphenhyphenWgvtN2ZhFnz-eDYGvzTnNtY86oqbNheqh4jZGLLtXQRH0Da_z5B3ka1ZaghcnCFaZ3Tx/s72-w311-h400-c/20250310_182139.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-1460527270316601655</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2025 00:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-03-10T11:13:53.670-04:00</atom:updated><title>Was That the Weekend?</title><description><div><i>35°f, about 2°C this morning, warming to 57°f, clear and sunny.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh226BJbSzjX3R-P51KN6D1OshqRte3ovWnqPaZFCuc9slN6hyphenhyphenpektdmHegGujOwv60zuuQdyF1IRbxGTPx8JSHStPXkbPUSYSpkeKMvpbW65tYGfd6wyekvgUkjRs0uWgnQMK3UuVw5GxwOkJZor0WvdVQQ2VyORmytDgPup17JJKZ-ZrvJ3qXEVYL/s4032/20250307_111934.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh226BJbSzjX3R-P51KN6D1OshqRte3ovWnqPaZFCuc9slN6hyphenhyphenpektdmHegGujOwv60zuuQdyF1IRbxGTPx8JSHStPXkbPUSYSpkeKMvpbW65tYGfd6wyekvgUkjRs0uWgnQMK3UuVw5GxwOkJZor0WvdVQQ2VyORmytDgPup17JJKZ-ZrvJ3qXEVYL/w300-h400/20250307_111934.jpg" width="300" /></a></div>A very early iris, <i>iris reticulata,&nbsp; aka Snow Iris, blooming in my flowerbed today. Still no daffodils, but soon!</i><br /><i><br /></i></div><div>We are finishing up painting the bedroom today, and will I ever be glad. Just one room, but it seems like the whole house is in turmoil, as Mary G noted of her last painting project.&nbsp; We have sure cleaned out lots of dust! That heavy furniture doesn't get moved very often, and it shows.</div><div><br /></div><div>That's about all we have been doing this weekend. I did cook the two of the trout Jeff gave us last week, for dinner yesterday, just pan-frying it. I made hush puppies and a salad, and that was dinner. Breakfast today was a kind of huevos ranchero, I suppose--- I heated some salsa and poached the eggs in it, then served on toasted English muffins, putting a piece of white cheddar cheese on the muffin half, then the eggs, some of the salsa, and sprinkled with chopped parsley. Yummy. Making dinner now--catfish fingers, baked potatoes, and green beans. Simple fare, because I am too tired to do much else.</div><div><br /></div><div>The dogs are in the doghouse with us, because Little Boy popped open the sliding door last night (we forgot to secure it) and he and Buddy got skunked. It's bad enough to get up and find the door wide open when it's 35° outside, but two stinky dogs too? It was <i>not </i>a good night. Trying to get back to sleep with that reek in the air was almost impossible, so we were both bleary-eyed this morning to welcome in Daily Savings Time. We had to laugh about the poor dogs, who don't understand why they can't come inside, but I do feel sorry for them. They have been getting a steady stream of treats to make them feel better about the situation.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>And that, friends, was our weekend. No "weekend whirl" here!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2025/03/was-that-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh226BJbSzjX3R-P51KN6D1OshqRte3ovWnqPaZFCuc9slN6hyphenhyphenpektdmHegGujOwv60zuuQdyF1IRbxGTPx8JSHStPXkbPUSYSpkeKMvpbW65tYGfd6wyekvgUkjRs0uWgnQMK3UuVw5GxwOkJZor0WvdVQQ2VyORmytDgPup17JJKZ-ZrvJ3qXEVYL/s72-w300-h400-c/20250307_111934.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>23</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
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