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washer</category><category>writers contest speaker</category><category>yellow</category><category>zucchini recipes</category><title>Granny Sue's News and Reviews</title><description></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5058</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-3111294180528303162</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2026 01:10:04 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-06-09T21:10:04.143-04:00</atom:updated><title>Tuesday Trivia</title><description><div><i>70°f/2+°C, showers in the morning, storms and showers most of the say. Yes!&nbsp;</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/AVvXsEhCsF235EMF84K0qJhzf_uOheQnfbmJPxSvVzFZKlGeae-91Ow39PNYlphfUOo1hiwXf9JPC91fCFOtfK3s5iLnQDj2B8H9afPFoBGbymr7Lzw1rXNmTvECGOACvDVreVqxwmkyIU2TXnkTkc_M-z47GzorcpkM5wEpXkBH3ZNlOqD3apHbTCfGLH9I/s2816/1000042360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2676" data-original-width="2816" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCsF235EMF84K0qJhzf_uOheQnfbmJPxSvVzFZKlGeae-91Ow39PNYlphfUOo1hiwXf9JPC91fCFOtfK3s5iLnQDj2B8H9afPFoBGbymr7Lzw1rXNmTvECGOACvDVreVqxwmkyIU2TXnkTkc_M-z47GzorcpkM5wEpXkBH3ZNlOqD3apHbTCfGLH9I/s320/1000042360.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><i>Supper: grapes, raspberry-banana bread, and iced tea. Add my book, and a favorite photo of my Dad: perfect.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>A rainy day is a good day for errands, isn't it? Can't work in the gardens, don't want to do housework, so Option 3: run errands.</div><div><br /></div><div>First stop today was to buy these lamps from a friend.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiniI7LE2-9BJnFMV41fbO-kXYYDaCtTv8M4_-2VuDwJUFyOxuoqx73scRVUqqDOZ3brbCk0N9NfAFaopAbS0E7WCetRkUxEDpufiwd7_t2UIoBy2Y8clwtQcKbxzaUV_St6e4-KCUPF0sTqgZL33YWybmIht3BE4xYWOn576HWln27u2VM4zMRMZbg/s3764/1000042356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3764" data-original-width="2822" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiniI7LE2-9BJnFMV41fbO-kXYYDaCtTv8M4_-2VuDwJUFyOxuoqx73scRVUqqDOZ3brbCk0N9NfAFaopAbS0E7WCetRkUxEDpufiwd7_t2UIoBy2Y8clwtQcKbxzaUV_St6e4-KCUPF0sTqgZL33YWybmIht3BE4xYWOn576HWln27u2VM4zMRMZbg/w300-h400/1000042356.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>Aren't they gorgeous? If you like Victorian decor, that is. My friend is liquidating her late mother-in-law's estate. We had bought some things from her mother-in-law a few years ago, when she was downsizing so she could move to a more suitable house. She passed away last year, and since she had only one son, he and my friend are the only heirs. Their children took what they wanted, and I am buying what's left. There isn't a lot, mainly glassware and a few lamps and framed art.</div><div><br /></div><div>As you can see, we took them directly to our booth. No sense dragging them home first over our bumpy road! We must go back in a couple weeks for the rest, but it will all be nice additions to our stock. We took the cabinet we bought over the weekend to the booth too, so the van is, amazingly, empty for the moment. Rarely happens.</div><div><br /></div><div>We had lunch with friends, then it was grocery store and feed store, and home, where I had ebay to pack...and my book to read. It is still showering a bit, and showers and storms may continue into tomorrow morning. We are so relieved; it looks like a rainy pattern for the next several days, and I will do my best not to complain, as we really need it. We are running our air conditioners, because humidity is through the roof, 99% right now.</div><div><br /></div><div>And that is about all the news from here. I had nice long phone conversations the past few days with my sons, my sister Theresa who had her birthday Sunday, and with my friend Leah who is recovering rapidly from her brain surgery to remove an aneurism.&nbsp; Oh, and with my friend Nancy in Arizona, and Melanie in Pittsburgh.&nbsp; It's always good to catch up with everyone. Remember when long distance calls cost a fortune? One huge benefit of cell phones. I well remember $300+ phone bills when my sons were stationed overseas or on the other side of the country. At one time, we had one in Seattle, one in Germany, and one in Korea.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll close with this photo I took on our way out today, of our neighbor's hardworking dog.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyfHRxx-ufD36ABlgTVSe85I5q14v2GFjA_zpGbRD2LaV6CYdyADUtPOCQG86g_RAZMyFz3H-39uD-Qr7tkGONker7sLdJ1UJTlkd-B10nIlckr97FV68Vzr5xaDgzj7X7BGF3rSH9VVgqVwGZ-LmCDLLrw5-Lbhw0jGNsMqdUxU0aWyt5U5BEuhhS/s2962/1000042352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2962" data-original-width="2600" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyfHRxx-ufD36ABlgTVSe85I5q14v2GFjA_zpGbRD2LaV6CYdyADUtPOCQG86g_RAZMyFz3H-39uD-Qr7tkGONker7sLdJ1UJTlkd-B10nIlckr97FV68Vzr5xaDgzj7X7BGF3rSH9VVgqVwGZ-LmCDLLrw5-Lbhw0jGNsMqdUxU0aWyt5U5BEuhhS/w351-h400/1000042352.jpg" width="351" /></a></div><br /><div>Isn't he funny? He sure was proud of his stick!</div><div><br /></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/2026/06/tuesday-trivia.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/AVvXsEhCsF235EMF84K0qJhzf_uOheQnfbmJPxSvVzFZKlGeae-91Ow39PNYlphfUOo1hiwXf9JPC91fCFOtfK3s5iLnQDj2B8H9afPFoBGbymr7Lzw1rXNmTvECGOACvDVreVqxwmkyIU2TXnkTkc_M-z47GzorcpkM5wEpXkBH3ZNlOqD3apHbTCfGLH9I/s72-c/1000042360.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-4098629220602524700</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2026 23:53:25 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-06-08T20:06:43.900-04:00</atom:updated><title>Over in Ohio, and Other Things</title><description><div><i>72°f/22°C, again. We seem to be stuck in a rut! No rain, humid, in the 80s again.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>I am resting and trying to rehydrate after pressure washing the patio. You would think with all that water...but when I sat down my blood pressure was low and my pulse high, so I am drinking my third bottle of water! And feeling better.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, here's a few photosvfrom our jaunt over to Ohio on Saturday.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not the most desirable route number! But unfortunately we had to go that way. Fortunately there were nothing untoward happened. Whew.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3KycDRRk6Mn4Y_9p_BP3EHC8JJ90D_K1XP2Hj-i5U-fy-2YEouZS3D13u7uM8GGfpcVphxX_JR2pCajv-D4ukHEP_Nb90tjntsH0iZcHnO50LpwVpxHRdagTM-zwURpkoEneMuMAz8asMinhBUz21VlFXt540Z0Of4xSt1ke0O8qxlQ36WeodynBD/s4000/1000042135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3KycDRRk6Mn4Y_9p_BP3EHC8JJ90D_K1XP2Hj-i5U-fy-2YEouZS3D13u7uM8GGfpcVphxX_JR2pCajv-D4ukHEP_Nb90tjntsH0iZcHnO50LpwVpxHRdagTM-zwURpkoEneMuMAz8asMinhBUz21VlFXt540Z0Of4xSt1ke0O8qxlQ36WeodynBD/w300-h400/1000042135.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I wonder if this town, like Gay, West Virginia,&nbsp; decided to keep its original name despite the changed meaning of the word gay? My bet is that it was named after a local family surname. We traveled on Ohio Route 60 on the way home,from Zanesville to Marietta,&nbsp; and the road follows the Muskingum River the whole way. Back in the day, this was a major steamboat route.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWtvVBmbf3WsF0x8cZVCzNPxgG_pJWfmrWyB9LT9SDTEJr752XI765k-OP_8oJvcRjZyKrnEH2fW_WXpLjspHicspfXhYLqI7diLHUvGJnA517YqDqe0eQnGWiKhToipGM7STfWpve-Rp1I7F-Pl6YlR0SEedRQDuJPHuXjDUcrF_rnSbVBmyFuyF/s4000/1000042140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWtvVBmbf3WsF0x8cZVCzNPxgG_pJWfmrWyB9LT9SDTEJr752XI765k-OP_8oJvcRjZyKrnEH2fW_WXpLjspHicspfXhYLqI7diLHUvGJnA517YqDqe0eQnGWiKhToipGM7STfWpve-Rp1I7F-Pl6YlR0SEedRQDuJPHuXjDUcrF_rnSbVBmyFuyF/w300-h400/1000042140.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>An abandoned bus stop won't last long now that the roof is starting to go. What a pity.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJI39lFQVfch3eFtHVfnbNgqJB4BlcE9bHgf1yUwj2DkPXe98a1ODFKm1DeC9NkJgbx2WephWjN0kXTL7rcRTKViAC5D9H6KMsiUCJEiaIf8p_5_dK3psjn8Fnq70DTL9U9F_7g8y0Cxove0W87cjByTqfs9H9ssnk-jONyzrtOYkMqYz9ejnn2j-9/s4000/1000042142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJI39lFQVfch3eFtHVfnbNgqJB4BlcE9bHgf1yUwj2DkPXe98a1ODFKm1DeC9NkJgbx2WephWjN0kXTL7rcRTKViAC5D9H6KMsiUCJEiaIf8p_5_dK3psjn8Fnq70DTL9U9F_7g8y0Cxove0W87cjByTqfs9H9ssnk-jONyzrtOYkMqYz9ejnn2j-9/w300-h400/1000042142.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br />In McConnelsville, the town center is a circle, and in the center is a sculpture of a Union soldier from the Civil War.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOwGPT698CwBnKTBPKoPTiDcG7mZ1OSKW-HV17vdEHtqYqOi2JK8vvM9Amim1xEVU6doe1nBBu6XzMdxOUBS6RFszH8hL9ZJU-uSjGWgv5msLzgieoPRsQkpubydCZ9QwlxOJYnncO_S7DEyCxnc2aK0eYbgjW1Ljf4YN_3BvkUVcVbv5Ljhw1Vygb/s4476/1000042340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4476" data-original-width="3456" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOwGPT698CwBnKTBPKoPTiDcG7mZ1OSKW-HV17vdEHtqYqOi2JK8vvM9Amim1xEVU6doe1nBBu6XzMdxOUBS6RFszH8hL9ZJU-uSjGWgv5msLzgieoPRsQkpubydCZ9QwlxOJYnncO_S7DEyCxnc2aK0eYbgjW1Ljf4YN_3BvkUVcVbv5Ljhw1Vygb/w309-h400/1000042340.jpg" width="309" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Such a pretty town. We wandered around a bit, just to see what was there.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBlG6QT8eJVfVnLe9h5Ebe6m46hCl54s1S8rPktgl2RxUXlEl7-1wWB_o1MLyYKbrIxNFxd7puu3Z8wwaBgQ0UyicJqg30qplDS_db211IsFUU3sQzbAP9P4Q28FETQTI3WQY2PnajbOzWljCCa-nZtVhQDANQlXI5Hc5IAEbvOY1G1HNtBBGzNdmy/s4000/1000042156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBlG6QT8eJVfVnLe9h5Ebe6m46hCl54s1S8rPktgl2RxUXlEl7-1wWB_o1MLyYKbrIxNFxd7puu3Z8wwaBgQ0UyicJqg30qplDS_db211IsFUU3sQzbAP9P4Q28FETQTI3WQY2PnajbOzWljCCa-nZtVhQDANQlXI5Hc5IAEbvOY1G1HNtBBGzNdmy/w300-h400/1000042156.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxrIaZNZ3vf-whqTf-o8gJ4yU0lmuL9F4iZbdp-H6uUm1j010WlGfMdpc2HjlB215bIP5Dn_2Rc8cfb3sYdMftrfQnfy045t_NaGKAgYr3fkbaHtyLr4MDW3NdWVf2bj1O-30c0XyaXTLrY2YToRDjyRj71oPSzP1fbpvv0i-Dbxm4pUN0LpngN7V/s4000/1000042158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxrIaZNZ3vf-whqTf-o8gJ4yU0lmuL9F4iZbdp-H6uUm1j010WlGfMdpc2HjlB215bIP5Dn_2Rc8cfb3sYdMftrfQnfy045t_NaGKAgYr3fkbaHtyLr4MDW3NdWVf2bj1O-30c0XyaXTLrY2YToRDjyRj71oPSzP1fbpvv0i-Dbxm4pUN0LpngN7V/w300-h400/1000042158.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The Bluebird Cafe is a coffee shop. It was too late in the day for coffee, so we didn't go in. Maybe next time, because it looked very inviting.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj44ql-BXoAqjncH9XeJK3dXuAFWBkBhvkP2E6uSnA1mL-6gMWS1H8cZdQ_qeVr3T0fni2yy4Ufvxzqih0K4MArXd0Wva1kfZb6l7t5xGpi2W5yMXfNKfH7AwBy8pOZe5YW6CtUjmWSbHSbfYJlgqHBKSB7HU3czF6btTO-tEhVEieWQM_TRYYxh-pn/s4000/1000042159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj44ql-BXoAqjncH9XeJK3dXuAFWBkBhvkP2E6uSnA1mL-6gMWS1H8cZdQ_qeVr3T0fni2yy4Ufvxzqih0K4MArXd0Wva1kfZb6l7t5xGpi2W5yMXfNKfH7AwBy8pOZe5YW6CtUjmWSbHSbfYJlgqHBKSB7HU3czF6btTO-tEhVEieWQM_TRYYxh-pn/w300-h400/1000042159.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>That long red brick building is a hardware store! It goes right around the block.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtlOOEBQZDUaVXdSmk_zo_Mkds_vzsDJeLFjNdWRRg4EuaEqgGQ9OekTgBQUUCy-_EbX3t3HYsLZ7R-8EwRx0GibP-EG72n9n3LO-mPQqKGgE7FkeQ8vsODY5tD4yhAYZXA1mjL90wY_MAHY6XWD1el_XYeSze5oqWj2H5gvZ14k2B2cLqAoOdNjHc/s4000/1000042160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtlOOEBQZDUaVXdSmk_zo_Mkds_vzsDJeLFjNdWRRg4EuaEqgGQ9OekTgBQUUCy-_EbX3t3HYsLZ7R-8EwRx0GibP-EG72n9n3LO-mPQqKGgE7FkeQ8vsODY5tD4yhAYZXA1mjL90wY_MAHY6XWD1el_XYeSze5oqWj2H5gvZ14k2B2cLqAoOdNjHc/w300-h400/1000042160.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrKZSkhocBJEyLcZfzzW5OJ27S2YCC47BZUSmfN3epwu9Rgzl422DfxWxfA1fJWIvUCc1AEb1VKVIUd0Rkg9Tz7wCh4b8asicqw3yuNRDTLwkEEPj2cjw5I3mjB8NCFEUcP3vkO-DlfjWO8gSfOsxdqGycmjQJ6gdow2oBeFEvG4qtTKDOfbq9htMr/s4000/1000042162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrKZSkhocBJEyLcZfzzW5OJ27S2YCC47BZUSmfN3epwu9Rgzl422DfxWxfA1fJWIvUCc1AEb1VKVIUd0Rkg9Tz7wCh4b8asicqw3yuNRDTLwkEEPj2cjw5I3mjB8NCFEUcP3vkO-DlfjWO8gSfOsxdqGycmjQJ6gdow2oBeFEvG4qtTKDOfbq9htMr/w300-h400/1000042162.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Outside, painted rocks made an eye-catching display.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5e9eKBTLPWyJnhrXjnsG8vlhVf0tPbxcyof-05ELFve1CeZUmJxputg47fQGkmwLujlUYRB-5iGjk9i2M6mmfSvtZhOuWqSvwlxS1qSHULPECcmnEEUw90MAIhnqBbcp7RHZnwb8haHfVoE98MXbCK-uAZDxOllRlQcwWIXaa4ecAIbh9A42A37mr/s4000/1000042163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5e9eKBTLPWyJnhrXjnsG8vlhVf0tPbxcyof-05ELFve1CeZUmJxputg47fQGkmwLujlUYRB-5iGjk9i2M6mmfSvtZhOuWqSvwlxS1qSHULPECcmnEEUw90MAIhnqBbcp7RHZnwb8haHfVoE98MXbCK-uAZDxOllRlQcwWIXaa4ecAIbh9A42A37mr/w300-h400/1000042163.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And on the window of the hardware, the entire family genealogy, tracing back to the first owners of the store. Amazing. It stretched over several display windows.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQO5-ElIyAZyTb7XeAye6RIlqpauTpCVp42SFEKD9fBRXjH-t2gl7EgbrwYdLDWxvfnxacwfzvgbCru1kgTdcY44Gi1VDwhvixFeARCk-4Gz1fFYFEYuR4jjDXZVIJTRBzynxNnDLyNJ5F8ScuyW3iiQ6nqgGARcDu48fUEA6Zm6CIvYfoGI9Ux8Iu/s4000/1000042165.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQO5-ElIyAZyTb7XeAye6RIlqpauTpCVp42SFEKD9fBRXjH-t2gl7EgbrwYdLDWxvfnxacwfzvgbCru1kgTdcY44Gi1VDwhvixFeARCk-4Gz1fFYFEYuR4jjDXZVIJTRBzynxNnDLyNJ5F8ScuyW3iiQ6nqgGARcDu48fUEA6Zm6CIvYfoGI9Ux8Iu/w300-h400/1000042165.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Inside the hardware store. I think they have everything you could possibly need, from paint to kitchenware, garden supplies, power tools... you name it.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaCEWnUim0pOlDFI3sZhAMtgohvXPgnUA8FOjaz130zM403ZE6a12u6SaFNjtcJCbfOFlXAuPalA7pYuG5gM_on6JKIIvE7NCFqPGVHC2X_BImuMGFUOtj4U5XGhqMi6ia00ob26F4HEBnL1-jnm1E-D2c5vTZLPej_-IYocEHxyTHBWdqlf3Hp9wo/s4000/1000042166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaCEWnUim0pOlDFI3sZhAMtgohvXPgnUA8FOjaz130zM403ZE6a12u6SaFNjtcJCbfOFlXAuPalA7pYuG5gM_on6JKIIvE7NCFqPGVHC2X_BImuMGFUOtj4U5XGhqMi6ia00ob26F4HEBnL1-jnm1E-D2c5vTZLPej_-IYocEHxyTHBWdqlf3Hp9wo/w300-h400/1000042166.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Larry checked out more of the store's history.&nbsp;<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPITaFFFfW1-RokrTcuB6l3Pbr584mb3WXsMIfgzNvVvE_8lHVr5NhDWJz3qhwARIsXNNC6B6BHW3YvHr2uinbQRRrlLyfqT09KgLJvkzrbHkHix9BRFta-grZkpA7Ddqw4PkCkFIZ5dcwtOilx-1UcEztKObyZGXsrV1tb_m6lBDQ9wtIV2_fy_i4/s4000/1000042169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPITaFFFfW1-RokrTcuB6l3Pbr584mb3WXsMIfgzNvVvE_8lHVr5NhDWJz3qhwARIsXNNC6B6BHW3YvHr2uinbQRRrlLyfqT09KgLJvkzrbHkHix9BRFta-grZkpA7Ddqw4PkCkFIZ5dcwtOilx-1UcEztKObyZGXsrV1tb_m6lBDQ9wtIV2_fy_i4/w300-h400/1000042169.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>On the street, large hearts invite "locks of love'.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX0YIRBg8aiQZ8uBEFMjBvOFfwJdJw3fEIKTVl1ZD6top1_BA2GQdU2ve3UTGzfFf5aH4Fqr1V0ZNA7875M-Wk9ze8Zgt8_1lUpIsO5mAQ_J8ZdEpzDloA48ul5pr0zstiAbPOOs0YVw-_EuEAieHfr7ERw62v-qTsXzz5mlk1PS2SiPPhskczanjE/s4000/1000042171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX0YIRBg8aiQZ8uBEFMjBvOFfwJdJw3fEIKTVl1ZD6top1_BA2GQdU2ve3UTGzfFf5aH4Fqr1V0ZNA7875M-Wk9ze8Zgt8_1lUpIsO5mAQ_J8ZdEpzDloA48ul5pr0zstiAbPOOs0YVw-_EuEAieHfr7ERw62v-qTsXzz5mlk1PS2SiPPhskczanjE/w300-h400/1000042171.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Then it was on to the Chatterbox Tavern for dinner. This was pretty much a dive bar, as it turned out. The town does have a brewery but the name of this place caught our attention.</div><div><br /></div><div>Look at all those beer taps! Just for display, of course, but they stretched a lot further than I could capture in a photo.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW17VfxmIE2ZWRYScBjfVM7fxUXJNZ52dd8iVPUKPeVqKdYFCEv0unR0vshLxTitkMviWXHHF-FEjkiBGLHWcKtoeUgM4ap-Z9nT_6Bpg7lKE3T1ifPUQ7ftLTNvf1EzMpXIhkoGdDYWTtZqO1jOkcWjwVrphfzDWKt3K5SYPCMfB1VDyU8bByn_Bx/s4000/1000042173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW17VfxmIE2ZWRYScBjfVM7fxUXJNZ52dd8iVPUKPeVqKdYFCEv0unR0vshLxTitkMviWXHHF-FEjkiBGLHWcKtoeUgM4ap-Z9nT_6Bpg7lKE3T1ifPUQ7ftLTNvf1EzMpXIhkoGdDYWTtZqO1jOkcWjwVrphfzDWKt3K5SYPCMfB1VDyU8bByn_Bx/w300-h400/1000042173.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Nice people, but the food was meh, and a little pricey.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Larry being good dinner company 🙄</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivh1gIt9LBULntcVbsmTQ6MLV8YZD0TFC4yJM_tMWKgZz7TwvknnX1r6yFtRretjKv8h7Hn4cb1EXWNcva9nK4Bs5TpOQr6qroeOMWhRm99kMWmLXgmZNvW3-7RA6uvSSg4j_ZfHjAPkEFZ8lz07TFlMPF7TRHc3O6GCjxxXtNTvodFOZbkbMM5Xaz/s4000/1000042174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivh1gIt9LBULntcVbsmTQ6MLV8YZD0TFC4yJM_tMWKgZz7TwvknnX1r6yFtRretjKv8h7Hn4cb1EXWNcva9nK4Bs5TpOQr6qroeOMWhRm99kMWmLXgmZNvW3-7RA6uvSSg4j_ZfHjAPkEFZ8lz07TFlMPF7TRHc3O6GCjxxXtNTvodFOZbkbMM5Xaz/w300-h400/1000042174.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Back on the road, we passed this amazing place. So many barns, silos, buildings, all seemingly connected to each other!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihn_ygF21Jg10wFS8nTHvHUm1L2EiDKIUAuCpT2TkfqggrC8-LwQe-Q7fyTEfeCHcZC0KY1aeYu2MVQYBO9-QZz8Fn_1fq-81Ni8UvGQrttRwOD_s8YQIGJbcI9kBTm9X7An1V6anNg1HCnrYedFKsDo_YvRYMqrX0aNtlOKdKbY09nhStjyM_FMTs/s4000/1000042177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihn_ygF21Jg10wFS8nTHvHUm1L2EiDKIUAuCpT2TkfqggrC8-LwQe-Q7fyTEfeCHcZC0KY1aeYu2MVQYBO9-QZz8Fn_1fq-81Ni8UvGQrttRwOD_s8YQIGJbcI9kBTm9X7An1V6anNg1HCnrYedFKsDo_YvRYMqrX0aNtlOKdKbY09nhStjyM_FMTs/w300-h400/1000042177.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Further on, yet another barn complex.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhnO8U6aJcIA7A2LwBw3wPXXyM89xUl8kUqR4Fin1aXrWgZiAjw7M-D5YjIawRrhQ6qxCHIRKWLq8dROeEWZ0HZ5FHxrDEP2s5YHXlbqkLpPnG8DXQNHfzNzROyiIxbqWoLsHrLBjbQfF5AYpcxsL8TJ6krTbEHu3b3DpTcSEDlLrkgRNcpkzMWflP/s3032/1000042183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2936" data-original-width="3032" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhnO8U6aJcIA7A2LwBw3wPXXyM89xUl8kUqR4Fin1aXrWgZiAjw7M-D5YjIawRrhQ6qxCHIRKWLq8dROeEWZ0HZ5FHxrDEP2s5YHXlbqkLpPnG8DXQNHfzNzROyiIxbqWoLsHrLBjbQfF5AYpcxsL8TJ6krTbEHu3b3DpTcSEDlLrkgRNcpkzMWflP/w400-h388/1000042183.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>An old feed store in Beverly, Ohio. There was a bad steamboat disaster here, which I wrote a little about about <a href="https://grannysu.blogspot.com/2011/08/saturday-tourists-cupcakes-antiques.html?m=1"><b>in this blog post</b></a>. I need to post the whole story sometime.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIIT6VfIoqe4y7nsqjzP-VBApNgIWVKc9u0wttI7fgyIH4jxdl2_RK5VHLt2q0u47iTCG_Hp5cUjhSy5CmyWfJISfdZG7zGBf4dKIaNjjEYeCdpiIuiVaN0ejBB6Ecq_cjOMbSeANrDz7NytzeHvHOLCudNjElPX3pYkUceV_qhCpz1xM3yNMEE4zm/s2874/1000042185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2874" data-original-width="2706" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIIT6VfIoqe4y7nsqjzP-VBApNgIWVKc9u0wttI7fgyIH4jxdl2_RK5VHLt2q0u47iTCG_Hp5cUjhSy5CmyWfJISfdZG7zGBf4dKIaNjjEYeCdpiIuiVaN0ejBB6Ecq_cjOMbSeANrDz7NytzeHvHOLCudNjElPX3pYkUceV_qhCpz1xM3yNMEE4zm/s320/1000042185.jpg" width="301" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And finally, here is the cabinet we went after!&nbsp;</div><div>Not bad for $40. Doesn't need a thing done to it.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsy_XlD_T4tjeUNiflJbNEjtCy5jkKUdg8Di9aJ1ZNlNdalgl19KnsYt5D-aHqensCtHVpwg3R5RhY1JADpGK5GvxZbdx1RxC5_BO3SFTHxdfg0dIKV0r55O1pTYqZrhNiHSFBGWnwls72IVtE4305ATXVUyO46-VKnOn0uNmpBAKuBm8YjtF-aKjV/s1314/1000042192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1314" data-original-width="941" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsy_XlD_T4tjeUNiflJbNEjtCy5jkKUdg8Di9aJ1ZNlNdalgl19KnsYt5D-aHqensCtHVpwg3R5RhY1JADpGK5GvxZbdx1RxC5_BO3SFTHxdfg0dIKV0r55O1pTYqZrhNiHSFBGWnwls72IVtE4305ATXVUyO46-VKnOn0uNmpBAKuBm8YjtF-aKjV/w286-h400/1000042192.jpg" width="286" /></a></div><br /><div>Sunday we stayed home.&nbsp; I rested and cooked--- spinach and bacon quiche, pasta salad, and raspberry banana bread. Larry cut grass and grilled chicken, so we are stocked up with easy meals for a few days!&nbsp; Only remembered to take pictures of the quiche!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD9g9H133l-qudOXOgDQktBS5ES7nsfqUQMhhec7I3KLIDCP6JhcZ0H9MBUHgzBUpnTaDqbVkBVPSTybHCslWyqLmZq4TIAUeBXBlDtfEnsURrR_3_Oeu6Zm9sCrPfB1WR0syZR_kFXQFhsgp5SRdcTd-CaR7JuLoFEvrObAWw3eo9IlNirreGDCNq/s4000/1000042202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD9g9H133l-qudOXOgDQktBS5ES7nsfqUQMhhec7I3KLIDCP6JhcZ0H9MBUHgzBUpnTaDqbVkBVPSTybHCslWyqLmZq4TIAUeBXBlDtfEnsURrR_3_Oeu6Zm9sCrPfB1WR0syZR_kFXQFhsgp5SRdcTd-CaR7JuLoFEvrObAWw3eo9IlNirreGDCNq/s320/1000042202.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></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/AVvXsEilDEmaJwSv1Xwt4O8BslbH5Q4B4hnA1ws2ADoI8KAQqrRLly-DPMKYxxmh2TFSgZkTzpUEkRxBNjslv71YPrVrC0Eh1vohdpGZAgU4iESSm6MAvuTamaP-hiiZ_Kx2m6LPYi8ZA1HzyKz6JktgSZg-9YBoTTIHURZze1pWWovtsxAN_MCj-uVc-uZf/s4000/1000042203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilDEmaJwSv1Xwt4O8BslbH5Q4B4hnA1ws2ADoI8KAQqrRLly-DPMKYxxmh2TFSgZkTzpUEkRxBNjslv71YPrVrC0Eh1vohdpGZAgU4iESSm6MAvuTamaP-hiiZ_Kx2m6LPYi8ZA1HzyKz6JktgSZg-9YBoTTIHURZze1pWWovtsxAN_MCj-uVc-uZf/s320/1000042203.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I do like my colorful pie plates!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3tsaKdqt4-3rTSWLO1PeV-Ray7uPaqJW4UqBdKj6gdVcfO-ARkoqF61trsebWDrNDsy_BWCB3RtuIv9z9Pks4_9UqCtJ8lzplPOJ5f_QIzOW_2t4mVLRXP57YQNk8hCYIvVo2GpJsprDpxHa_4jN3CM1CjmQh2w1tC2CUR3s7HurG0sqQSextM-k-/s2884/1000042201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="2884" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3tsaKdqt4-3rTSWLO1PeV-Ray7uPaqJW4UqBdKj6gdVcfO-ARkoqF61trsebWDrNDsy_BWCB3RtuIv9z9Pks4_9UqCtJ8lzplPOJ5f_QIzOW_2t4mVLRXP57YQNk8hCYIvVo2GpJsprDpxHa_4jN3CM1CjmQh2w1tC2CUR3s7HurG0sqQSextM-k-/s320/1000042201.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><div>Today, besides working on the patio, we finished mulching the garden. And that was enough for this hot day.</div><div><br /></div></div><div>Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2026/06/over-in-ohio-and-other-things.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/AVvXsEi3KycDRRk6Mn4Y_9p_BP3EHC8JJ90D_K1XP2Hj-i5U-fy-2YEouZS3D13u7uM8GGfpcVphxX_JR2pCajv-D4ukHEP_Nb90tjntsH0iZcHnO50LpwVpxHRdagTM-zwURpkoEneMuMAz8asMinhBUz21VlFXt540Z0Of4xSt1ke0O8qxlQ36WeodynBD/s72-w300-h400-c/1000042135.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-9044928747698430498</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 17:13:42 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-06-07T13:13:42.286-04:00</atom:updated><title>Books</title><description><div><i>72°f/22°C, again. Humid, light overcast. North of us had heavy storms yesterday, but nothing here, sadly.</i></div><div><br /></div><div><div>When you think you're going to stay home and recover from a few days of hard work, then someone advertises a Hoosier-style cabinet for $40, what do you do? You get in the van and drive to Zanesville, Ohio. That was yesterday. Today? Getting that rest, I promise!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi41SDIsRAn9llv18huyuO9MAWQfA4EKt3V-XjytD5MwdkC_LK74ed_s5Uui8G3WGvQqpzF6rpAtQ905UdnW2lBM8h7HOAKZZkXkH-4pMIOj8tWMmJRjpjJw7vPbRJBWo2c0uXgh-Gc41fl8bTDwfLXRVrVt8a_19esRpOYFPrIFOI6bkvmmVrX8xfd/s1267/1000042196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1267" data-original-width="842" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi41SDIsRAn9llv18huyuO9MAWQfA4EKt3V-XjytD5MwdkC_LK74ed_s5Uui8G3WGvQqpzF6rpAtQ905UdnW2lBM8h7HOAKZZkXkH-4pMIOj8tWMmJRjpjJw7vPbRJBWo2c0uXgh-Gc41fl8bTDwfLXRVrVt8a_19esRpOYFPrIFOI6bkvmmVrX8xfd/w266-h400/1000042196.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I finished my book, <b><u>Circle of Grace</u></b>, by Penelope J. Stokes, when we got home last night, and today I've started <b><u>When We Believed in Mermaids</u></b>, another by Barbara O'Neal.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Last week I read <b><u>The Story Sisters</u></b> by Alice Hoffman, an eerie tale, as most of hers are, about three sisters who invent an imaginary land and their own language as well. Reality in the form of an abuser and a tragic attempt to save a horse push the oldest and leader of the sisters deeper into her imaginary world, which becomes a dark and painful place, and creates divisions between the girls. Their single mother tries and often fails to control her daughters as the girls go through their teen years. Drugs, promiscuity and self-hurt dominate the older sister's life as her two siblings each try to cope in their own way, watching helplessly as the oldest spirals deeper and deeper into chaos. I like Alice Hoffman's books usually, so I plowed on with this one even though the story was for the most part not a happy one. There were enough flashes of light and hope to keep me going. In the end, I was glad I had stuck with it. It is not a story I will soon forget.&nbsp;</div></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkn7hkVsqZZfhgKeHl500et-8snR-aS-qcasISs6N6xIBjxkOAvlae0yOzjZqi_L0r159A0Z6b4JFUl7XxwpvhxaxFWJ_l-JvoaO4GIeeJ5s_ijbiqkTCHAKjN_kfb0ZMz6t0PtXs5sxbchqV7U-3mCyM21bEmXOTNkMgY3Ucfsu-hFcjex5nyva_j/s1278/1000042197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1278" data-original-width="836" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkn7hkVsqZZfhgKeHl500et-8snR-aS-qcasISs6N6xIBjxkOAvlae0yOzjZqi_L0r159A0Z6b4JFUl7XxwpvhxaxFWJ_l-JvoaO4GIeeJ5s_ijbiqkTCHAKjN_kfb0ZMz6t0PtXs5sxbchqV7U-3mCyM21bEmXOTNkMgY3Ucfsu-hFcjex5nyva_j/w261-h400/1000042197.jpg" width="261" /></a></div><br /><div><b><u>Circle of Grace</u></b> also explored relationships between women who met as college roommates and tried to continue their bond with a journal that passed from one to another. The four friends go separate ways and record their lives in the journal, but each keeps the truth of their lives out of the journal, and instead give a rose-colorded and often fictional accounting. When Grace discovers she has terminal cancer, she invites the group for a weekend at a luxury spa, where she plans to tell the sad truth of her life, and ask forgiveness for her lies. But each of the three others also has secrets, and each comes to the retreat intending to come clean. This was a good read, often touching, often reverberating with the truths of the lives of so many women.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I have noticed that I seldom read any book by a man. Why is that? It's not a conscious choice, but I guess I find the female perspective more relatable. I think the last book I read that was written by a make author was <b><u>A Gentleman in Moscow</u></b>, which i enjoyed very much. Maybe I should try to find others by me that I would enjoy.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUX9dquK_gHJ-75GACuJAgcw6BC0eW0OsFPFx-DCniC3Qt6E9XFCYTVk_UR5TZG3DR3m_kjSNAqUmZN4zlozk0EKlwKgd5smPmX7biGNijcbqM8Rcz0kdH-buEUynzw-tjhxMtyAY0CXFL2wZm96CAT_D_hWuiisLLPYwjVyVGhtEjUShFgA_Wr4To/s1268/1000042199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1268" data-original-width="796" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUX9dquK_gHJ-75GACuJAgcw6BC0eW0OsFPFx-DCniC3Qt6E9XFCYTVk_UR5TZG3DR3m_kjSNAqUmZN4zlozk0EKlwKgd5smPmX7biGNijcbqM8Rcz0kdH-buEUynzw-tjhxMtyAY0CXFL2wZm96CAT_D_hWuiisLLPYwjVyVGhtEjUShFgA_Wr4To/w251-h400/1000042199.jpg" width="251" /></a></div><br /><div>Meanwhile, I am enjoying <b><u>When We Believed in Mermaids</u></b> so far--another tale of sisters' relationships with an intriguing plot: the unexpected sighting on TV news of the sister who was supposed to be dead.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I think I will spend most of today just reading. Sounds like a fine idea!</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/2026/06/books.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/AVvXsEi41SDIsRAn9llv18huyuO9MAWQfA4EKt3V-XjytD5MwdkC_LK74ed_s5Uui8G3WGvQqpzF6rpAtQ905UdnW2lBM8h7HOAKZZkXkH-4pMIOj8tWMmJRjpjJw7vPbRJBWo2c0uXgh-Gc41fl8bTDwfLXRVrVt8a_19esRpOYFPrIFOI6bkvmmVrX8xfd/s72-w266-h400-c/1000042196.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-3428285329966206892</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2026 14:07:57 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-06-06T10:07:57.766-04:00</atom:updated><title>Work Day: Booths</title><description><div><i>72°f/22°C, breezy and light overcast.&nbsp; Need rain.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Heavy work the last 2 days! On Thursday, we drove to the Parkersburg area to pick up a couple pieces of furniture, and met some really nice people. At the first place, the lady said, "So you live in Ripley?"</div><div><br /></div><div>"Well, not exactly," I said. "Between Ripley and Spencer."&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>"My daughter is married to a man whose parents live out that way, on Joe's Run.&nbsp; Do you know where that is?"&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>"That's our road! Well, the one we take to get to our road."</div><div><br /></div><div>"Their names are Randy and Carla. Do you know them?"&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>"They're practically our next-door neighbors!" I said. (They are about a mile from us, but that's next-door up here.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Small world. But I always say West Virginia is just one small town. Talk to anyone long enough, you will know someone in common.</div><div><br /></div><div>When we got home we had to unload that evening, because Friday was booth day. We skipped it last week, so we had plenty to do. Friday morning we loaded the white cupboard and 4 totes. At Farmhouse we took out the possum belly cabinet and put in the white cupboard. Loaded the possum belly and took it to Ravenswood since a green cabinet we had there had sold. A solid 5 hours of work, no lunch break, and we were done. And done in! But all looks good now.</div><div><br /></div><div>I didn't take photos at Ravenswood,&nbsp; but here's some from Ripley.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I tried to echo the scene in the framed print, and got a little bit like it.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWK2dWf_OFz3oGO7o8FcIW3xjexijlkolmL5_EDg5_5jumNr2cRc47X2DmAJokqXmyWlqsrsnyeKMxvmOI7gtn1VBzVOC8WGTK8EyNkqzjPrL_4ua6J6x9Uvqlln9Dvk6jM7aGM1a5kns13IzzOWfUZZyr61ygqylDMrQinvpyFPeTsSnVXs7v5ywn/s4000/1000042103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWK2dWf_OFz3oGO7o8FcIW3xjexijlkolmL5_EDg5_5jumNr2cRc47X2DmAJokqXmyWlqsrsnyeKMxvmOI7gtn1VBzVOC8WGTK8EyNkqzjPrL_4ua6J6x9Uvqlln9Dvk6jM7aGM1a5kns13IzzOWfUZZyr61ygqylDMrQinvpyFPeTsSnVXs7v5ywn/w300-h400/1000042103.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Crystal is selling again, if I keep prices low, and put lights around it. Not a fast mover, but some sells each month.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikMmxm6gAxNDOPz6ha0u8H0eTMocmfgBDrcxfADg7PzuckZ1A2t2WfDaZIWfN1ZWzIv8eA0lSsdwJ69PQ_GEypThIHAG64WYZKosU6U71q4neDXqb5_0IWXd-uLK5QAQUbZvZbqVHTNUg_qx7qDSWvuK_9COpXjb5KVNpY0ZXb9yfXKyH8AmdO2OUM/s4000/1000042100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikMmxm6gAxNDOPz6ha0u8H0eTMocmfgBDrcxfADg7PzuckZ1A2t2WfDaZIWfN1ZWzIv8eA0lSsdwJ69PQ_GEypThIHAG64WYZKosU6U71q4neDXqb5_0IWXd-uLK5QAQUbZvZbqVHTNUg_qx7qDSWvuK_9COpXjb5KVNpY0ZXb9yfXKyH8AmdO2OUM/w300-h400/1000042100.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj-HRukS08f6-v9Ct5wYIwD5udbJwwGAII0KdHGyVbWI0OkomWCrH6G8oRmxUH_9rmu9T_jcSOkZb8V2DEWovZ8QHZZyIcZ25tqWneAi9ehN5ODtgn5BgnIWh8BZhkHZWf3sGLaeZNORNYt8mQV3E7aEIEXFUrfKnPzSFphpLVHLWARppuFwXZ0x2N/s4000/1000042102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2026/06/work-day-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/AVvXsEgWK2dWf_OFz3oGO7o8FcIW3xjexijlkolmL5_EDg5_5jumNr2cRc47X2DmAJokqXmyWlqsrsnyeKMxvmOI7gtn1VBzVOC8WGTK8EyNkqzjPrL_4ua6J6x9Uvqlln9Dvk6jM7aGM1a5kns13IzzOWfUZZyr61ygqylDMrQinvpyFPeTsSnVXs7v5ywn/s72-w300-h400-c/1000042103.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-945272417208568571</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 02:41:06 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-06-04T22:41:06.050-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Spice of Life</title><description><div><i>56°f/13.3°C, clear. Warmed up to 86°, hot! At least the humidity is relatively low.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Looking back through photos, I realized there were some I meant to post but never got around to, so I will so it now. Pure randomness here!</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, this is actually from today. I picked a bouquet while I was watering some new plants. This is, from bottom center, coreopsis, then the red is spigelia, then feverfew,&nbsp; an allium seedhead barely visible, a sweet little rose, and below the rose a Shasta daisy.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFewdYTr-BUYfNfsKaELKFCl74VIPCa49GcIwaYaTGfRgOz65GQkkvVK8x8cV8ZS5w54g_YOPypqxNxl9LI7inpq4CfJB79eXP2j-XsskUQyPxBYj7ulHsRt3yoiYtdcWcUVF-O11H-_1fXDwdnxfUvxd7_lrcBJzbwXTOKxmuNCWOENFC-8myhMB9/s3032/1000042096.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3032" data-original-width="2878" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFewdYTr-BUYfNfsKaELKFCl74VIPCa49GcIwaYaTGfRgOz65GQkkvVK8x8cV8ZS5w54g_YOPypqxNxl9LI7inpq4CfJB79eXP2j-XsskUQyPxBYj7ulHsRt3yoiYtdcWcUVF-O11H-_1fXDwdnxfUvxd7_lrcBJzbwXTOKxmuNCWOENFC-8myhMB9/s320/1000042096.jpg" width="304" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Also today: farmers are hard at work getting hay up while the weather is good. This is near our home.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsCQbUK405ZQ5GiVvR0nDcMUA5jHeZAHrN4rlUHlTyDIkuNfPUI0wxYD53YHnnyL8YQM_h3gEgSIfuvSrqgw6SKvqDraaoak2aTDwYo35IwdejoGaF0oQBraCk6ZhGbi8lSzUEQ45sZKCZ1P_WQNV_m3cscVnN5s-HZkejLO5FDqf0QFHsD8OXZDj/s1522/1000042094.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1522" data-original-width="1124" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsCQbUK405ZQ5GiVvR0nDcMUA5jHeZAHrN4rlUHlTyDIkuNfPUI0wxYD53YHnnyL8YQM_h3gEgSIfuvSrqgw6SKvqDraaoak2aTDwYo35IwdejoGaF0oQBraCk6ZhGbi8lSzUEQ45sZKCZ1P_WQNV_m3cscVnN5s-HZkejLO5FDqf0QFHsD8OXZDj/w295-h400/1000042094.jpg" width="295" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvexStHW4IKiS006wwkXBMoEpelU0ASz1WmSs0RK83_fNt7MZfF8QSoUXQxUzUT0o1UFiuc_8YWk_F6IlfYdMeGo6FQqE7bKtyY_9kdjlNjC-3XTPBPDo6YgkHqqwZMs-xAYyFc4kIdH_POgO2gShaOcmTzBbgmAsFPv1ZQ3XFka2-RLaxMIIhd5cK/s1698/1000042091.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1426" data-original-width="1698" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvexStHW4IKiS006wwkXBMoEpelU0ASz1WmSs0RK83_fNt7MZfF8QSoUXQxUzUT0o1UFiuc_8YWk_F6IlfYdMeGo6FQqE7bKtyY_9kdjlNjC-3XTPBPDo6YgkHqqwZMs-xAYyFc4kIdH_POgO2gShaOcmTzBbgmAsFPv1ZQ3XFka2-RLaxMIIhd5cK/w400-h336/1000042091.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>In the garden recently. That's Brazilian verbena and feverfew, and I believe a Great Fritillary butterfly.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVh1cPTSnIyufvuQYk4r-smNo51gwn7S-T2Cul90eLB-3Az2ovNTohLUusSp_3pxeTX_gNjGjkZikJwPj8nnROnJFdl081kgMxBoTWZUR9F04DlsHLAiSmty4bpJEJvtyKbbTuoJFUP7eta-91LwfeFRk6JajWHl3vSNOblwEsu9GppaOFPFd79xu1/s1083/1000042081.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1083" data-original-width="1061" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVh1cPTSnIyufvuQYk4r-smNo51gwn7S-T2Cul90eLB-3Az2ovNTohLUusSp_3pxeTX_gNjGjkZikJwPj8nnROnJFdl081kgMxBoTWZUR9F04DlsHLAiSmty4bpJEJvtyKbbTuoJFUP7eta-91LwfeFRk6JajWHl3vSNOblwEsu9GppaOFPFd79xu1/w391-h400/1000042081.jpg" width="391" /></a></div><div><br /></div>In my shopping cart at Walmart yesterday: 4 miniature rose bushes.&nbsp; They ard only $4.97 right now! I have several already, one about 10 years old and blooms like crazy. I had gone in for my eye exam, and had to wait for Larry to come pick me up, so flower shopping it was! The exam was good by the way, no glaucoma or macular degeneration,&nbsp; and only a tiny beginning of cataracts. I need better glasses than just readers though, so I am trying to get used to that idea. Haven't ordered them yet.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwvQH7uFQMH3sdbwsFpouHepR1qIAtCH-EvProsdIqDoA_eDvaqVq4sAoCkqNND6cNIOYA9bRG3aY-oMBYBeJsRMJ_9jY_WYNQojR5V8IKVDySeh1wbRN1A_AfpEIeSnWiHu_-RlUahVfd9JQdShtR6MsaccBucQwF4kUH1qOhjPiRzwW9CvywIkt5/s4000/1000042079.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwvQH7uFQMH3sdbwsFpouHepR1qIAtCH-EvProsdIqDoA_eDvaqVq4sAoCkqNND6cNIOYA9bRG3aY-oMBYBeJsRMJ_9jY_WYNQojR5V8IKVDySeh1wbRN1A_AfpEIeSnWiHu_-RlUahVfd9JQdShtR6MsaccBucQwF4kUH1qOhjPiRzwW9CvywIkt5/w300-h400/1000042079.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>On our road, the tree trimmers have been hard at work clearing electric line right-of-ways. We had to wait a bit on this truck, but we weren't in a hurry. And we arranged to have them empty their chipper truck here, so we will have free mulch in a few years, after it rots down.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGaDY2fZQAW1F7WfzKruN6zl7PoxbeZLPWlwKFzEGIq2ZSbBUsHldljAkm74SsWVPjR3XidkcMgl-xsw4xNl-F53d8WqSkLsPGwf5XLFXmL2u6tDXWvQ5rY50j6EkflQmTFs8h_UXTMn3j4zP2YD-IYGZXg68DmapNSyfQg1e_a7adCWAnuyrkxwOS/s4000/1000042080.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGaDY2fZQAW1F7WfzKruN6zl7PoxbeZLPWlwKFzEGIq2ZSbBUsHldljAkm74SsWVPjR3XidkcMgl-xsw4xNl-F53d8WqSkLsPGwf5XLFXmL2u6tDXWvQ5rY50j6EkflQmTFs8h_UXTMn3j4zP2YD-IYGZXg68DmapNSyfQg1e_a7adCWAnuyrkxwOS/w300-h400/1000042080.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Did I already post this? This guy kept coming back, apparently attracted to the yellow design on my glass.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEeLypXTQraB9q1rmNqppI-K1A_e_Sud2CiQxHgv1iL_OA1sEipuQja-Poq60lwFIv9LFGxbH2RmG9AaX9-n5u-PI2CyxjkQmPwi2aGx4KsG3sgu50w7WWk9eE3XznbBuaCctBRJSOPerYIF9Ds2MS5msw5sCE4FQKLrSRiXXzMEjo_xvO1Tgqe9uj/s2254/1000042029.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2254" data-original-width="1502" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEeLypXTQraB9q1rmNqppI-K1A_e_Sud2CiQxHgv1iL_OA1sEipuQja-Poq60lwFIv9LFGxbH2RmG9AaX9-n5u-PI2CyxjkQmPwi2aGx4KsG3sgu50w7WWk9eE3XznbBuaCctBRJSOPerYIF9Ds2MS5msw5sCE4FQKLrSRiXXzMEjo_xvO1Tgqe9uj/w266-h400/1000042029.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div><br /></div>We stopped at a Chinese buffet on the way home from the VA on Monday. It has been years since we went to one, before the pandemic as far as I can recall. I was craving General Tso's chicken, which i have been told isn't actually Chinese. But it was so good! I hope this fortune proves to be true.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilok6LHNQJAFeQxXM_Tp6wZ8I3waliYB8X16HQTWDEMSJdP5NOBlH5dFyWhLoP1q2zkKgRUO3cRp02OWe1xLpBxHvlDlLFZjrbiXH9PMIITP-0xZ2KuOBE48ZM542uOU6eVHlXOamyQ71Y9IQk5x4N-L0Qx6hEd61agB_GeA241D-a72zS6le5DG8D/s4000/1000042012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilok6LHNQJAFeQxXM_Tp6wZ8I3waliYB8X16HQTWDEMSJdP5NOBlH5dFyWhLoP1q2zkKgRUO3cRp02OWe1xLpBxHvlDlLFZjrbiXH9PMIITP-0xZ2KuOBE48ZM542uOU6eVHlXOamyQ71Y9IQk5x4N-L0Qx6hEd61agB_GeA241D-a72zS6le5DG8D/w300-h400/1000042012.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>At Taylor Books Saturday night, I was struck by this gorgeous pottery, made by a West Virginia potter whose name I forgot to get.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6olo8pkCP2COrf9Rd049Kt_5l7k6ZCF3Tnob9VUcvAClFg07AYbwu1G8pJXQHHWfHW-dO6cWJQUCY0WkKie4xapHJgHkHUya8Ifn_9iGx4spbLr34DRR0hKdVZaG1fk_CQqkX2838MDtDDwjZ2jYQZmmg7BCyy3A5cAyZHV_J4Q5SiR_wrieLEQmG/s4000/1000041835.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6olo8pkCP2COrf9Rd049Kt_5l7k6ZCF3Tnob9VUcvAClFg07AYbwu1G8pJXQHHWfHW-dO6cWJQUCY0WkKie4xapHJgHkHUya8Ifn_9iGx4spbLr34DRR0hKdVZaG1fk_CQqkX2838MDtDDwjZ2jYQZmmg7BCyy3A5cAyZHV_J4Q5SiR_wrieLEQmG/w300-h400/1000041835.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This glass is also made in WV, in Huntington. It was very like stained glass to me. Beautiful. And expensive.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaK0dGYeazocaC9LmwLEecXR1jaKrK-C1XS6h5wER193OWv9QnOxyhYN0MWSy47YDpgH3UJCHTy_uSDnnFJnz3bLJG_3qpSqpeH0rtJkgpWqBE7n9cEtzDWA3K4X8RMU9FDFHo_wAKmUcXfCsA_pJh03qFiv0xGzeAsuGFxVxFqDrnm_GOAivkPhb0/s4000/1000041832.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaK0dGYeazocaC9LmwLEecXR1jaKrK-C1XS6h5wER193OWv9QnOxyhYN0MWSy47YDpgH3UJCHTy_uSDnnFJnz3bLJG_3qpSqpeH0rtJkgpWqBE7n9cEtzDWA3K4X8RMU9FDFHo_wAKmUcXfCsA_pJh03qFiv0xGzeAsuGFxVxFqDrnm_GOAivkPhb0/w300-h400/1000041832.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Taylor Books also sells Folkmanis puppets.&nbsp; This brought back memories of my many puppets, all gone to the local library now. I had many of the ones in this photo.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDJ5-MCiQs7MOW1ha35OwcIWvfOPae0pECyI09GxzemRlfw8JQEGH50Ui2YnQYcfvJ_dEyFeavF1kKUhedR-VugcatcNafdeYvW5kI7A2MlFYWI9BIEWilwanw0A5oKiZrzgW0T7Mn6pXdwF1GzRFyzfFIjOc3ZEfG9eTvizjQhXggNUR1LUhhY6b/s4000/1000041830.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDJ5-MCiQs7MOW1ha35OwcIWvfOPae0pECyI09GxzemRlfw8JQEGH50Ui2YnQYcfvJ_dEyFeavF1kKUhedR-VugcatcNafdeYvW5kI7A2MlFYWI9BIEWilwanw0A5oKiZrzgW0T7Mn6pXdwF1GzRFyzfFIjOc3ZEfG9eTvizjQhXggNUR1LUhhY6b/w300-h400/1000041830.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And they sell bouquets of fresh flowers!&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3VFl6cB-_8ij5GCByzgNQ3TBrfV4uaKf8GpX9dInI0lCusLDUUYeA5Rb57X2x8qI7KRzzzDWGx5m8Lh-ZOTj6nZ3-a1X-fWCU9Z5SxjCde1T5V7xMrkUzT-vlqgQzmiN2-nphGlDtLL4UcBnRMgHZv9gWoX-ypc9JK9rRm3batN9VMxwZnEbsuM2L/s4000/1000041829.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3VFl6cB-_8ij5GCByzgNQ3TBrfV4uaKf8GpX9dInI0lCusLDUUYeA5Rb57X2x8qI7KRzzzDWGx5m8Lh-ZOTj6nZ3-a1X-fWCU9Z5SxjCde1T5V7xMrkUzT-vlqgQzmiN2-nphGlDtLL4UcBnRMgHZv9gWoX-ypc9JK9rRm3batN9VMxwZnEbsuM2L/w300-h400/1000041829.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>At the table across from us, a couple bought 3 desserts! They all looked delicious.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFP7wZ3Svno6mypntwPjsQlJNRE1AbkUfBhk6qo9OrtNrmm-ONvdtpy09OmlzaYifDZAwV0eggKFLzFvKqUQ4OYWo8Vxxoi67rdHkmJHNmMKM9sZzbtpUwsfbD295Kd4tlIODJhmUM-3e9A8HfOKdoBESe2bWaFwrOCz8HLEw182gKHyeiJQ537lc-/s1404/1000041827.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1104" data-original-width="1404" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFP7wZ3Svno6mypntwPjsQlJNRE1AbkUfBhk6qo9OrtNrmm-ONvdtpy09OmlzaYifDZAwV0eggKFLzFvKqUQ4OYWo8Vxxoi67rdHkmJHNmMKM9sZzbtpUwsfbD295Kd4tlIODJhmUM-3e9A8HfOKdoBESe2bWaFwrOCz8HLEw182gKHyeiJQ537lc-/s320/1000041827.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I bought this blue bowl at the antique mall in Marietta. Still haven't identified maker and pattern, but I am sure it's Early American Pattern Glass.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUcEsOoHMb2HaLHOdWV6IySbWrUArbHQQHoIj6MdFf62OzxpqCv82_j6XxRj6VEnvLJTBCE_Dt-bOoUbVU6s-60RJ4K5GgMeNtWfrZLdAs1dcrk2yzfZruZ3rOVcPEqK0T_9Z61aIxWmxxYSMoOo4ERz_yzF28q-NNAwCf15sqOIMvan02y4qv9WcJ/s4000/1000041816.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUcEsOoHMb2HaLHOdWV6IySbWrUArbHQQHoIj6MdFf62OzxpqCv82_j6XxRj6VEnvLJTBCE_Dt-bOoUbVU6s-60RJ4K5GgMeNtWfrZLdAs1dcrk2yzfZruZ3rOVcPEqK0T_9Z61aIxWmxxYSMoOo4ERz_yzF28q-NNAwCf15sqOIMvan02y4qv9WcJ/w300-h400/1000041816.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This was a Goodwill find a few weeks ago. She is so lovely. Not bronze, but "polystone", daggone it.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54HeCKbEP1MQYE_PonYxVBmXkCSXiHeYpATligflgCIAp9Ub6ofEI_d5x2PrNlRs3ehXLIS_PDTIt1JGXWtURO7i2qNd9ZASSrXtauhdBdtiIdYYKe-TXH8QkmRXpdfcv3owfPlgX4Gb5uarH6WDBr8pThq_usXQ4YEIi4YT5EUMF60h4XVRlL0j-/s2616/1000041707.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2616" data-original-width="1316" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54HeCKbEP1MQYE_PonYxVBmXkCSXiHeYpATligflgCIAp9Ub6ofEI_d5x2PrNlRs3ehXLIS_PDTIt1JGXWtURO7i2qNd9ZASSrXtauhdBdtiIdYYKe-TXH8QkmRXpdfcv3owfPlgX4Gb5uarH6WDBr8pThq_usXQ4YEIi4YT5EUMF60h4XVRlL0j-/w201-h400/1000041707.jpg" width="201" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Found at the GW on the same day, for $8.99!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVEeAT26h0GYI52IAHZgm6Q5qrVuioFM_cvy9x3hCxk7ljohZ8IrJ_EcxnmEQpr748AWNmJeVw-J7rTDP54xkApRZ0cSSYwr4sGjOSVPnqKkiB8DoGDoqw-y250twFl_L7acCjqVZZ0dPlQhwFbbwddjCxdVTuOm24KszmRw9BRH39aiAFveMEv3l/s4000/1000040716.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVEeAT26h0GYI52IAHZgm6Q5qrVuioFM_cvy9x3hCxk7ljohZ8IrJ_EcxnmEQpr748AWNmJeVw-J7rTDP54xkApRZ0cSSYwr4sGjOSVPnqKkiB8DoGDoqw-y250twFl_L7acCjqVZZ0dPlQhwFbbwddjCxdVTuOm24KszmRw9BRH39aiAFveMEv3l/s320/1000040716.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>My gardening shoes, absolutely worn out. I bought a new pair in the same style, but I hate to give these up! The soles are thin as paper though.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF0Av-K75TuF3dpE8_DOwCNzV5961tLhtp0XGIyK57UqVZNDKkMLc-8BTJF-UOBSaksCxbggFUD6PJ5olHeDXT3n74cSvVBYgmvZMd457scUgqesnb7Zg6v8Rzy_plDMbuDTsl8N8SaIaGb26dCYsB2Md4odB7pbXzP7s36g9KEKnJJLIP6AZUWSWP/s4000/1000040651.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF0Av-K75TuF3dpE8_DOwCNzV5961tLhtp0XGIyK57UqVZNDKkMLc-8BTJF-UOBSaksCxbggFUD6PJ5olHeDXT3n74cSvVBYgmvZMd457scUgqesnb7Zg6v8Rzy_plDMbuDTsl8N8SaIaGb26dCYsB2Md4odB7pbXzP7s36g9KEKnJJLIP6AZUWSWP/w300-h400/1000040651.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>One night last month up on our ridge.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxqSyAkj8V87g-NOOMa-3pnFn6H_ug8c26-qG-v_P4s6O5utwZ8TMDZPPZBBg1LOi6sCFs1Mw5YxOuLV2SLUFcSHuiRWUFuWsrT3te7KyB_Ii64Y5YajwcfeU9SVXQEadnPgAFXQZeyw00rnuq5ii__eMX-qSOJKe1SznB5ba8pOJu8YYeUH2u5VRF/s3550/1000040544.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3550" data-original-width="2734" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxqSyAkj8V87g-NOOMa-3pnFn6H_ug8c26-qG-v_P4s6O5utwZ8TMDZPPZBBg1LOi6sCFs1Mw5YxOuLV2SLUFcSHuiRWUFuWsrT3te7KyB_Ii64Y5YajwcfeU9SVXQEadnPgAFXQZeyw00rnuq5ii__eMX-qSOJKe1SznB5ba8pOJu8YYeUH2u5VRF/w308-h400/1000040544.jpg" width="308" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The local jewelers truck.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOaxXUG6NQLb8pkXgEMtRVCbDvcO_AGvDG4XELs1BWSR88BRtr95BJ7HQAcD7iNImsHx9FrIocS6qETzsbrskxAXAAhYIJwTEnUUA9ChKYZ7iEPnSsFgAYJwlNubXrVgZGhsKFXIuZ0YhZRrbY38nRBJ7bWsGoy41Ka6-xnCk5wRc8L60pZQ4v1mXL/s4000/1000040542.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOaxXUG6NQLb8pkXgEMtRVCbDvcO_AGvDG4XELs1BWSR88BRtr95BJ7HQAcD7iNImsHx9FrIocS6qETzsbrskxAXAAhYIJwTEnUUA9ChKYZ7iEPnSsFgAYJwlNubXrVgZGhsKFXIuZ0YhZRrbY38nRBJ7bWsGoy41Ka6-xnCk5wRc8L60pZQ4v1mXL/w300-h400/1000040542.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Someone made this steel goat and mounted it on a steep rock cliff along US 19 in Nicholas County, WV, in honor of the Powell Mountain Goat. For 18 years, the goat roamed the cliffs along the highway and was never caught. We saw her (it was a she) several times ourselves. Her legend lives on!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgitTqR6Zva5me7Iy5AVvdjl4DGsCadOnJT35bOy832J9jzK16JkeWr6nZE9YtcQ4b0c1QGI-iIxj_7pelBl1_8QhDrE9Y1VA0WbJBmKJR8g05dv16YBd2crxF_bnBBRQ97t0KAodIC_ldqGBloEcORO8zlBD8XWaSBzkOgkMR4QwYpIvEAZpp-NVPm/s1241/1000040292.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1241" data-original-width="998" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgitTqR6Zva5me7Iy5AVvdjl4DGsCadOnJT35bOy832J9jzK16JkeWr6nZE9YtcQ4b0c1QGI-iIxj_7pelBl1_8QhDrE9Y1VA0WbJBmKJR8g05dv16YBd2crxF_bnBBRQ97t0KAodIC_ldqGBloEcORO8zlBD8XWaSBzkOgkMR4QwYpIvEAZpp-NVPm/s320/1000040292.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Old barn in Pocahontas County. The 45° angle cut of the siding is pretty cool.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-89R_KzpezcMIJ5Iw_90JX0Zi84w1gRkIt8UZi6_MHY5c3FpvkUkMSyuwP7AsKHI0D2c-JPrrdybOhEh_MuyCfQQXhrWhNqWs8vf9ncJXm_0aoZS1oY3ADDo8ysxHLTIHnpPoCXVaLLlLqPXLcS3JrC2HK5MKXKgOQv71qgUBTT_yf6i7Tu7tR2-/s1346/1000040288.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1334" data-original-width="1346" height="317" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-89R_KzpezcMIJ5Iw_90JX0Zi84w1gRkIt8UZi6_MHY5c3FpvkUkMSyuwP7AsKHI0D2c-JPrrdybOhEh_MuyCfQQXhrWhNqWs8vf9ncJXm_0aoZS1oY3ADDo8ysxHLTIHnpPoCXVaLLlLqPXLcS3JrC2HK5MKXKgOQv71qgUBTT_yf6i7Tu7tR2-/s320/1000040288.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Last, just an old door in Marlinton, WV.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg35dacBtiD4sdOhTuWH9lSATadL0pZ_ymc4E9WGuNPqY0PoE766cgvCO9i-eRj0otBbfEI8HKsLlgcTZCNav87KVcVVQPFMWsoMKuepoI2EJX4Oy2BGFfpQAlfyMG2Cv1uAyoZ1ZDTVLK3ymdUoHir8KeHg4eLy2tFTe54bVckZ6ZyO3Dpu_YHi_tq/s4000/1000040219.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg35dacBtiD4sdOhTuWH9lSATadL0pZ_ymc4E9WGuNPqY0PoE766cgvCO9i-eRj0otBbfEI8HKsLlgcTZCNav87KVcVVQPFMWsoMKuepoI2EJX4Oy2BGFfpQAlfyMG2Cv1uAyoZ1ZDTVLK3ymdUoHir8KeHg4eLy2tFTe54bVckZ6ZyO3Dpu_YHi_tq/s320/1000040219.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>And there we have it---variety, the spice of life!</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/2026/06/the-spice-of-life.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/AVvXsEiFewdYTr-BUYfNfsKaELKFCl74VIPCa49GcIwaYaTGfRgOz65GQkkvVK8x8cV8ZS5w54g_YOPypqxNxl9LI7inpq4CfJB79eXP2j-XsskUQyPxBYj7ulHsRt3yoiYtdcWcUVF-O11H-_1fXDwdnxfUvxd7_lrcBJzbwXTOKxmuNCWOENFC-8myhMB9/s72-c/1000042096.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-5929429604085418535</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2026 14:37:20 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-06-03T10:37:20.036-04:00</atom:updated><title>Wednesday </title><description><div><i>47°f/8.3°C, warming up quickly. Clear skies.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>Morning coffee,</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/AVvXsEjst-VAvqhc6dumOpNFC35lR_oCT7uxGRD52MJahhVCsMficg1d6xjfEicIIC8YAw7Lwx6aPBM9dve94A6MJ3tySo8XPFPgTkM42ux9Rn4lVRFXaigRSh79-UHPz4Lv1nk4VtwtssAe6x_XzBhI2zG9hIs03Gz9jRdRiXkLD_LBx-dBuVQDvCRkPMmb/s4000/1000042022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjst-VAvqhc6dumOpNFC35lR_oCT7uxGRD52MJahhVCsMficg1d6xjfEicIIC8YAw7Lwx6aPBM9dve94A6MJ3tySo8XPFPgTkM42ux9Rn4lVRFXaigRSh79-UHPz4Lv1nk4VtwtssAe6x_XzBhI2zG9hIs03Gz9jRdRiXkLD_LBx-dBuVQDvCRkPMmb/w300-h400/1000042022.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>with David Austin roses.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTA7RDg3h5zI88py6xoEwPTm8iTJ51dQ17ZvkQ9gfWgBLXGXBudXRoaQNTT96bbsRtOVZSJQbilnkNM9jIOfSiDxAyM5y9nRb-G_33YxMPfqQhL9X3DgnsnD3QBR_0LXEdndWgkNlkcO5jzgvgqPEeLmFG6k9axBnvPaapO-5m7EkwQ49bSvJ5S6om/s4000/1000042023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTA7RDg3h5zI88py6xoEwPTm8iTJ51dQ17ZvkQ9gfWgBLXGXBudXRoaQNTT96bbsRtOVZSJQbilnkNM9jIOfSiDxAyM5y9nRb-G_33YxMPfqQhL9X3DgnsnD3QBR_0LXEdndWgkNlkcO5jzgvgqPEeLmFG6k9axBnvPaapO-5m7EkwQ49bSvJ5S6om/w300-h400/1000042023.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>So, yesterday: mulched, moved the chicken coop, did a lot of stringtrimming, packed some larger ebay sales, went to open mic.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>We had plenty of porch time, too, and nice visit with son Derek who helped move the coop. He had just run over his phone while helping a friend fix his golf cart, which was so sad, since he had just bought the phone ($800) two days before. Fortunately he had insurance on it, so a replacement is already on the way. Whew. How many of you have done something similar? I messaged him later, noting that lots of people drop their phones in the toilet.&nbsp; He wrote back, "did that with my last one!" Larry has run over or lost at least 3 phones. I am sure my time is coming.</div><div><br /></div><div>Open mic last night featured my friend Pete Kosky, a writer, songwriter and musician who is also very funny. It was another fine evening with friends.</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/B68WvvSRFug" width="320" youtube-src-id="B68WvvSRFug"></iframe></div><br /><div>Today has started off quite noisy. Tree trimmers are here to clear the electric right-of-way,&nbsp; and their saws were going at 7:30 am. Now I am on the way to an eye appointment,&nbsp; my first checkup in years, while Larry goes to pick up grass clippings from our friend Glenn. Busy days.</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/2026/06/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/AVvXsEjst-VAvqhc6dumOpNFC35lR_oCT7uxGRD52MJahhVCsMficg1d6xjfEicIIC8YAw7Lwx6aPBM9dve94A6MJ3tySo8XPFPgTkM42ux9Rn4lVRFXaigRSh79-UHPz4Lv1nk4VtwtssAe6x_XzBhI2zG9hIs03Gz9jRdRiXkLD_LBx-dBuVQDvCRkPMmb/s72-w300-h400-c/1000042022.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-8192970486649483111</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2026 23:06:55 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-31T19:06:55.952-04:00</atom:updated><title>Catching My Breath</title><description><div><i>53°f/11.7°C, mostly clear.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>The heavy rains last week caused much flooding, none disastrous, thank goodness, and now we are back to enjoying cool days and much less humidity. Weather really impacts our lives, particularly here in the country where it is the main determinant of what we do each day. Last week was a whirlwind, so today I feel like I am just catching my breath.</div><div><br /></div><div>After all the rain last week, I put down mulch, working around the very wet areas, so now I have only about 1/4th of the garden left to do. I had to put that chore on hold though, as other life things intervened.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjwWr_SVOzXbTOGnGgl9KORrmK8uFlA4P-P1YWP8x-pAFtwGJcWCjdbYSeRSyU9OQVZQbA5Y5j0jkKK76o9bzSzGz8tDPQ9DTLY_GYAbLyXrb13prHeaUGkgiiPKYtlJk03xp-4yneqXO_S4sW56qzhSChqr643YlZvuYlpAl7JzyqityXnJSW-0al/s4000/1000041757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjwWr_SVOzXbTOGnGgl9KORrmK8uFlA4P-P1YWP8x-pAFtwGJcWCjdbYSeRSyU9OQVZQbA5Y5j0jkKK76o9bzSzGz8tDPQ9DTLY_GYAbLyXrb13prHeaUGkgiiPKYtlJk03xp-4yneqXO_S4sW56qzhSChqr643YlZvuYlpAl7JzyqityXnJSW-0al/w300-h400/1000041757.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS_08QuneltRflEnMfwXrusTiSilTGBXStjt0VnDRvJSK3sMmOUOayVithc5xVr7nObZmc5iFLcBS3yj5voW6rtFsdNFIPyMp1znJY8VNppu6iyns8wphRHZnM52DXPMXFNXxNZm3B5la5WqBbYW5bmDP0kwFPl486zGakCaPJRqH4XhznGprKabnb/s4000/1000041758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS_08QuneltRflEnMfwXrusTiSilTGBXStjt0VnDRvJSK3sMmOUOayVithc5xVr7nObZmc5iFLcBS3yj5voW6rtFsdNFIPyMp1znJY8VNppu6iyns8wphRHZnM52DXPMXFNXxNZm3B5la5WqBbYW5bmDP0kwFPl486zGakCaPJRqH4XhznGprKabnb/w300-h400/1000041758.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>One of those things was a visit from two friends who are also gardeners, one of them a former landscape company owner and who wrote a weekly column for the Charleston newspapers about flower gardening. She is retired now but still works as a consultant. The lady coming with Lynne was Pam, a lady whose path has crossed mine numerous times over the years, but with whom I have never had the pleasure of spending much time. Now retired, she still lives far out in the country on her 200 acres. One of the ways we often saw each other was at music events, as she is a member of a women's Celtic music group.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp6nli5HPQ3PLiP_B_G5aoGHAzgwnR3tUb3somNe3oriX0_9voS7heEyFA_JM8D3bYUQTglCIbhNHQFwL5J-k1X_CBCi1gmmeKf94Isp8XkML1dNqMlOcDW1rPXZnbFppIWuUkLV34PF45O56ZVv3gTfaVLeyWVGTLdVAIjbjIaClV4IJycibZB1KJ/s1440/1000042005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp6nli5HPQ3PLiP_B_G5aoGHAzgwnR3tUb3somNe3oriX0_9voS7heEyFA_JM8D3bYUQTglCIbhNHQFwL5J-k1X_CBCi1gmmeKf94Isp8XkML1dNqMlOcDW1rPXZnbFppIWuUkLV34PF45O56ZVv3gTfaVLeyWVGTLdVAIjbjIaClV4IJycibZB1KJ/s320/1000042005.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>So, you know I was working hard to make my gardens look as good as I could given all the rain, and, like most women I think, also getting my house put to rights. I am also grateful for the push to clean when company comes, because I am quite happy to give a link and a polish most of the time and spend my hours on more fruitful activities. I even made some chocolate-orange shortbread cookies!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, it was a lively visit. I picked them.up in town, then we came here for coffee and cookies and a garden tour--which was marred a bit but the stench from the darned chickens. The rain had made a quagmire of their run, and although Larry did his best to alleviate the situation, the smell was still, um, pungent. Still, we enjoyed the flowers and the herb gardens, and discussed the vegetable garden from a discreet distance. Lynne took these photos of part of my gardens.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfhKz4m8r6N5HtrltiE7YDEOUawWOQztAXejOWYUD2qrJzbXIVqej5YqugDONKM7138bYIXOLBUpV4K6nW7n1GLO-w7YfRdvavv_uJ7xxP2MQ6PO6YoK_hzU1R8F1HCG9wBp6ivEGrz7VBt4SqhujGXl3Q3moNUSsOsc8yV0s1R2cxmzp__ZJEwdqK/s1440/1000042010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfhKz4m8r6N5HtrltiE7YDEOUawWOQztAXejOWYUD2qrJzbXIVqej5YqugDONKM7138bYIXOLBUpV4K6nW7n1GLO-w7YfRdvavv_uJ7xxP2MQ6PO6YoK_hzU1R8F1HCG9wBp6ivEGrz7VBt4SqhujGXl3Q3moNUSsOsc8yV0s1R2cxmzp__ZJEwdqK/w300-h400/1000042010.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFkVOqd_kNTLoxyp148KrXRB-40GiIOCpicai4gYZ-eT2UT-wEeiQf31Bf0ZgR2V-HH61IazWrotxkxYpT_NI5MVbwc41oDCku_q0tfVFNu8RsZn7jfRb5SY0-TLGhc7uVno73cFe8ywx_XnxHIkIGk4Ej9P9CXeA5pxmGAalJicnD6vnEuJs1OphW/s1165/1000042009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1165" data-original-width="1079" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFkVOqd_kNTLoxyp148KrXRB-40GiIOCpicai4gYZ-eT2UT-wEeiQf31Bf0ZgR2V-HH61IazWrotxkxYpT_NI5MVbwc41oDCku_q0tfVFNu8RsZn7jfRb5SY0-TLGhc7uVno73cFe8ywx_XnxHIkIGk4Ej9P9CXeA5pxmGAalJicnD6vnEuJs1OphW/w370-h400/1000042009.jpg" width="370" /></a></div><br /><div>She also took this one of me, apparently mid-tale!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7OZFuD2JeiYljyfqpP86B3q0svEwgVDAOWDPpXxuNnpA_EysicwkN-_HV1FBzGNKh19rFjXm784IEbGcf0_W1OaetgjUELwavrnYo7bKiR_LP8XYSNyjzvL3LzzRTEucx4TbvQ9XG4qzVm6zYXwDYnjqni5mK2Jb16kGAnkvdIecUlbX2L-UT_H9J/s1440/1000042007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7OZFuD2JeiYljyfqpP86B3q0svEwgVDAOWDPpXxuNnpA_EysicwkN-_HV1FBzGNKh19rFjXm784IEbGcf0_W1OaetgjUELwavrnYo7bKiR_LP8XYSNyjzvL3LzzRTEucx4TbvQ9XG4qzVm6zYXwDYnjqni5mK2Jb16kGAnkvdIecUlbX2L-UT_H9J/w300-h400/1000042007.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>(Today Larry has finally agreed with what I have been asking him to do, and moved the chickens back to their old coop until we can get things figured out.)</div><div><br /></div><div>We left here to drive the back way to Ravenswood, where my friends had fun checking out the antique mall. Then it was lunch at the nearby Mexican place, and back to their car. It was fun to hang out with them, and we are planning at day at Pam's place next.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday we celebrated our 40th anniversary,&nbsp; which was Friday, in a small way, but taking a "mystery picnic lunch" trip on a sternwheeler in Marietta, Ohio. My friend Tamara showed up, unexpectedly, early that morning with some plants for me, from the high school greenhouse, which were going to be thrown out. She stayed for breakfast---scrambled eggs with cheese, ham, toast and sliced tomatoes from our friend Mark's high tunnels. So good! We got ready to go quickly, and arrived at the boat just as boarding started.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAaJq7ffydBwwUHVo7aXKmNd4zLoBqXO7LuWOh9yYb3_xkE-vKtdu4x7iV55tAoBJjioZOymImOabT4KIxPg-Y0X_IjinEMGeYhH3Dgodjt7DW6G6VBzJsbQMW4QMht8OGN5W6HDvSaKjBLJcth7Et6rWApQaO6VXHqn0MHFaNENPTvQ3dZoGeMN8M/s4000/1000041777.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAaJq7ffydBwwUHVo7aXKmNd4zLoBqXO7LuWOh9yYb3_xkE-vKtdu4x7iV55tAoBJjioZOymImOabT4KIxPg-Y0X_IjinEMGeYhH3Dgodjt7DW6G6VBzJsbQMW4QMht8OGN5W6HDvSaKjBLJcth7Et6rWApQaO6VXHqn0MHFaNENPTvQ3dZoGeMN8M/w300-h400/1000041777.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsB2D_8Qmy5R6XOyVPR-BlTlo5bVCff4npby7Q37WGiqMFLaJlFLBFhWx9zwNsUya5M7WeZ9HFp4X3X0yje5tWAYzSHJt8LZRhYnVBsG7Aw-pyCXuVRYwN_gKUQL0uvMMZu191weT8NSFkBcPEw75eUZoQxb274TtoxxPu8rxhfcsc692pGmdCWDW2/s4000/1000041781.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsB2D_8Qmy5R6XOyVPR-BlTlo5bVCff4npby7Q37WGiqMFLaJlFLBFhWx9zwNsUya5M7WeZ9HFp4X3X0yje5tWAYzSHJt8LZRhYnVBsG7Aw-pyCXuVRYwN_gKUQL0uvMMZu191weT8NSFkBcPEw75eUZoQxb274TtoxxPu8rxhfcsc692pGmdCWDW2/w300-h400/1000041781.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4aaBkZSKPpqEIUis5OLq2qC7b0PJl5ScXjfuWFIremRWLSmD0sau_Bn1_PTqoqwbXd6AlhoXQEi91U2mOl2xXY1zAxHH45f-uCMCXUchUMqowYy0UKi5NCYTOvPyNvoH1FZUQ3cuS7x7Wu834vmNUxBtMoJ566SKnVqAz61ENDLhhyjPwGMu6vyv/s4000/1000041780.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4aaBkZSKPpqEIUis5OLq2qC7b0PJl5ScXjfuWFIremRWLSmD0sau_Bn1_PTqoqwbXd6AlhoXQEi91U2mOl2xXY1zAxHH45f-uCMCXUchUMqowYy0UKi5NCYTOvPyNvoH1FZUQ3cuS7x7Wu834vmNUxBtMoJ566SKnVqAz61ENDLhhyjPwGMu6vyv/w300-h400/1000041780.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>The boat trip was great, and so relaxing. I have a fascination with steamboat history, and with sternwheelers, and Larry enjoys them too.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlV6JqvYO3YQDaG99S45PoOy2ANaTLqlKa33LPBf5kgtRaeUTO70SoADQzCsFQTBvoGPMNZkgXLG1lS9grmrO-gaFdK6GfamukEcCdOlUJ83ip4wLaJzR3px6TO_ZjlojRC4vEiOfmCmb2HiBz4_XSrIJL5xHwG2egwBez5SsBPavnmtC8ZaLcX-zp/s4000/1000041811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlV6JqvYO3YQDaG99S45PoOy2ANaTLqlKa33LPBf5kgtRaeUTO70SoADQzCsFQTBvoGPMNZkgXLG1lS9grmrO-gaFdK6GfamukEcCdOlUJ83ip4wLaJzR3px6TO_ZjlojRC4vEiOfmCmb2HiBz4_XSrIJL5xHwG2egwBez5SsBPavnmtC8ZaLcX-zp/w300-h400/1000041811.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></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/o7k9HvLXHdM" width="320" youtube-src-id="o7k9HvLXHdM"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4kRhG22iur5d2D6cbpWhqYGsjlKOkxA8RLkzR-4xQfawXV-MDGI5at2TJHG0DMGZFTfnKmNRQN9NxVQw9JBDyS2jEKdbrftZu2tReY_pgzODOCOGgnAjaytW9IPjVjU2mqXv5oxBINoc0pxVjSDqXWJ98Twd3pJklX8xFUse7ztlnco2tg12ru4vK/s4000/1000041806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4kRhG22iur5d2D6cbpWhqYGsjlKOkxA8RLkzR-4xQfawXV-MDGI5at2TJHG0DMGZFTfnKmNRQN9NxVQw9JBDyS2jEKdbrftZu2tReY_pgzODOCOGgnAjaytW9IPjVjU2mqXv5oxBINoc0pxVjSDqXWJ98Twd3pJklX8xFUse7ztlnco2tg12ru4vK/w300-h400/1000041806.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The Ohio River is still quite high.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9P1qNV-Oz5S7Iq1BolC9QGLFRwegair8ACkID3FJ_Ef6GHWukqUzNEaWsU196Pe41XvW1RYRngt4ten7glg9_BrCDd3IzG804p9aWn0HDTCaLAcluzldu6L8yZFlajf1Vm_zj68jlxXeJNuY31MWwOpNXAuC8pbP5EAWfxHSE7nHrgVeA50rx7u2G/s4000/1000041791.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9P1qNV-Oz5S7Iq1BolC9QGLFRwegair8ACkID3FJ_Ef6GHWukqUzNEaWsU196Pe41XvW1RYRngt4ten7glg9_BrCDd3IzG804p9aWn0HDTCaLAcluzldu6L8yZFlajf1Vm_zj68jlxXeJNuY31MWwOpNXAuC8pbP5EAWfxHSE7nHrgVeA50rx7u2G/w300-h400/1000041791.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Mystery lunch!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP939xNjC58HplLeol54Ca-4rfUIqrioz434AYsoeewgfOkMygcktkI3tJz13-ooi4GmZ8IEtvoX4HnzpEBIZwZbhZqipbuQ3-8G2Q0JE2NXCMs9jWu9T_zXTPbfrnXZArYcPiKdWkElayOwF4IxZko2AvmeUC71Ak8NOiMODe3bOZweLb0oL4yZCX/s4000/1000041778.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP939xNjC58HplLeol54Ca-4rfUIqrioz434AYsoeewgfOkMygcktkI3tJz13-ooi4GmZ8IEtvoX4HnzpEBIZwZbhZqipbuQ3-8G2Q0JE2NXCMs9jWu9T_zXTPbfrnXZArYcPiKdWkElayOwF4IxZko2AvmeUC71Ak8NOiMODe3bOZweLb0oL4yZCX/s320/1000041778.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>My pasta salad.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikgsucT9hJdWaUMiHFo3Fw0hAObXhez68BGJtemYigLpdlrjI6anBVu7id_5gnPS-rmAOkUHWSVmFEk6TI17CpMwo8MXSyr4CJdzUEY4ofdO8YsdSM1XK3XuBkSfQQT5X4yWLAIJfzlYdm5St57QeUbyPkh_UKKnlC0Arl3C6ZKa-BTzhwD6XeMGPe/s4000/1000041779.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikgsucT9hJdWaUMiHFo3Fw0hAObXhez68BGJtemYigLpdlrjI6anBVu7id_5gnPS-rmAOkUHWSVmFEk6TI17CpMwo8MXSyr4CJdzUEY4ofdO8YsdSM1XK3XuBkSfQQT5X4yWLAIJfzlYdm5St57QeUbyPkh_UKKnlC0Arl3C6ZKa-BTzhwD6XeMGPe/s320/1000041779.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Our mystery picnic lunches were varied. Mine was a chicken salad croissant that had cherry tomatoes in the filling, a Caesar salad, a pasta salad that was interesting but with too much pesto for my liking, and a sweet little lemon meringue pie. Larry's was a roast beef wrap, potato salad, tossed salad, and a sweet peanut butter cake with a caramel sauce. He pronounced his lunch delicious.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuNl5DkbCKZ2VJPFcbYz8ZjNc-B4cNfrAMXzVCs-JZKQ2q-uYTa8qpQylLJei6ItCGCAqOWOo68sGzdMYimPnw31k3i0ayU2Z0WLVG5BGZPcKpbD-Dt1jP-pim2LvsgsygQ1ipI-nbClpXC967yf-wNHMLnHD3H6uY96ycW79Q4pZYKWLzkv2yDrd/s2636/1000041813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2636" data-original-width="2016" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuNl5DkbCKZ2VJPFcbYz8ZjNc-B4cNfrAMXzVCs-JZKQ2q-uYTa8qpQylLJei6ItCGCAqOWOo68sGzdMYimPnw31k3i0ayU2Z0WLVG5BGZPcKpbD-Dt1jP-pim2LvsgsygQ1ipI-nbClpXC967yf-wNHMLnHD3H6uY96ycW79Q4pZYKWLzkv2yDrd/w306-h400/1000041813.jpg" width="306" /></a></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The flag of my people!</i></div></i><div><br /></div><div>After the boat, we stopped at the antique mall where we had once had a booth. One of my favorite workers was there, and it was so nice to see her. We keep up on Facebook but hadn't seen each other since we closed our booth. Then we went back to Ripley, stopped at Shari's for coffee, then went on to Charleston for a little taste of the city-wide art festival called Festiv-All. It was fun to sit outside at our favorite brewery and just watch people.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiplq8X1iSHhHRctRrQ6ojYiXmNxEmjj4jPzSAdpfnfXq2U8kgSWa0djF7dRdcR0Ir07Ywkwp0f2lrqALnslIDJkAshPdhBlykjjAdHwfWH3v4KdOjWeN4gPSn56Dxt8zdzHeXjF3lr295Ixnz3Pd1Z-5KzJEkIDmZRIq0AtgiLuzatc3AQRYtkCPg/s4000/1000041821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiplq8X1iSHhHRctRrQ6ojYiXmNxEmjj4jPzSAdpfnfXq2U8kgSWa0djF7dRdcR0Ir07Ywkwp0f2lrqALnslIDJkAshPdhBlykjjAdHwfWH3v4KdOjWeN4gPSn56Dxt8zdzHeXjF3lr295Ixnz3Pd1Z-5KzJEkIDmZRIq0AtgiLuzatc3AQRYtkCPg/w300-h400/1000041821.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Larry enjoyed a stout, while I had ice water.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvNQkodqdrtrRrvElOG0dLNItcxKFJVIns6iifhA420Cga1ilQH9a0GXv5M64rGb1LwU_UOcDfr-cxFtZFmmrOVC8fNwBPnerqET_K14ThYOEg5iz0QlXCmDQeJz7Ses2VCPx91K29nCaN0bE4REI2YDgKrRQEAoUZCQ8m3UjmOMBFff6t9bUjnjVo/s4000/1000041820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvNQkodqdrtrRrvElOG0dLNItcxKFJVIns6iifhA420Cga1ilQH9a0GXv5M64rGb1LwU_UOcDfr-cxFtZFmmrOVC8fNwBPnerqET_K14ThYOEg5iz0QlXCmDQeJz7Ses2VCPx91K29nCaN0bE4REI2YDgKrRQEAoUZCQ8m3UjmOMBFff6t9bUjnjVo/w300-h400/1000041820.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I wonder what outfit was passing by that caused me to look at it like this?</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSPEKVqMuclJ7kvrSlpqyjZd29_XxzsL8m-1AIrZTr4_P4euib2vwMGJYiKIq_NAOa8TW9F5hxO9GHnrpqXDubkOoyjRzGjmSWBAa28MT7Q_Ee5_8UpZFGPxetJurQ8TgeIIldz-p0ouQ-PpZCTqMWm2iB-Ff2RaEAAZ8Jdi0Noxpqgu9wAFcnicm/s3392/1000041818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3392" data-original-width="2544" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSPEKVqMuclJ7kvrSlpqyjZd29_XxzsL8m-1AIrZTr4_P4euib2vwMGJYiKIq_NAOa8TW9F5hxO9GHnrpqXDubkOoyjRzGjmSWBAa28MT7Q_Ee5_8UpZFGPxetJurQ8TgeIIldz-p0ouQ-PpZCTqMWm2iB-Ff2RaEAAZ8Jdi0Noxpqgu9wAFcnicm/w300-h400/1000041818.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I guess since it was an art festival people wore their "artsy" outfits, so it was a colorful mix to see.</div><div><br /></div><div>Last stop was Taylor Books to browse, have a glass of wine and listen to a group that is becoming a favorite of ours, Minor Swing<b>. </b>Their music is a neat blend of jazz and swing, which they define as "gypsy swing". Not my usual listening, but I really like their sound.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXA5Wv7UDOe1KXHu4spaESg5yfQpig81cQUIAXFBrdZlJtU25XtoU6YhoOWK2CR7hs75vJjYBuXk9cDE1AaSExSZdwpqR38zLLpKkv8u6J8WN4reuGTSEfMb65GT7-giEquYMUv0IMhaaznQAquBQTdynu7A0viSr8rYNozgQ0355MgxShk2KWQMV3/s4000/1000041823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXA5Wv7UDOe1KXHu4spaESg5yfQpig81cQUIAXFBrdZlJtU25XtoU6YhoOWK2CR7hs75vJjYBuXk9cDE1AaSExSZdwpqR38zLLpKkv8u6J8WN4reuGTSEfMb65GT7-giEquYMUv0IMhaaznQAquBQTdynu7A0viSr8rYNozgQ0355MgxShk2KWQMV3/s320/1000041823.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU_W_0Q60SBhHNtljUERCkO49sPFgJW8Ts37-HqXXatWExL1G3iRYM6jflHpPrUEEdFUb1DXeZAEfKpit7c0ZK8HYvwU2e8TAbf9S2pFVhp-tKkoymck0QMpCnTDNABXFlbOWEtpZAgPZAif5dX_BmawfWwU-O_96_a84aes5rxM8aY-3NdnVbeebY/s4000/1000041824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU_W_0Q60SBhHNtljUERCkO49sPFgJW8Ts37-HqXXatWExL1G3iRYM6jflHpPrUEEdFUb1DXeZAEfKpit7c0ZK8HYvwU2e8TAbf9S2pFVhp-tKkoymck0QMpCnTDNABXFlbOWEtpZAgPZAif5dX_BmawfWwU-O_96_a84aes5rxM8aY-3NdnVbeebY/s320/1000041824.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>Today? Not much going on, although Larry has dressed out two rabbits, which I cleaned up for the freezer. He has picked a gallon of raspberries, which i also n put into the freezer. Jam in my future, I think. Raspberry is my favorite of all the jams I make. I painted some small pieces for our booths, made dinner, and rested, as I am feeling worn out. No surprise, after such a busy week.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>So that's what we have been up to. Tomorrow Larry has a doctor appointment,&nbsp; but this time I will stay home. Maybe I will get that mulching done? Maybe.</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><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2026/05/catching-my-breath.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/AVvXsEgjwWr_SVOzXbTOGnGgl9KORrmK8uFlA4P-P1YWP8x-pAFtwGJcWCjdbYSeRSyU9OQVZQbA5Y5j0jkKK76o9bzSzGz8tDPQ9DTLY_GYAbLyXrb13prHeaUGkgiiPKYtlJk03xp-4yneqXO_S4sW56qzhSChqr643YlZvuYlpAl7JzyqityXnJSW-0al/s72-w300-h400-c/1000041757.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>23</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-4680685519767806181</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2026 19:04:29 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-26T15:04:29.464-04:00</atom:updated><title>Flowers, Atrange News, and More Rain</title><description><div><i>63°f/17°C, showers and humid.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>The Fire Pinks are in bloom on Joe's Run! There are more this year than I have ever seen here.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-pohrJGJfz7gA0dDe6-W48rqbz0Q5Sg28irv3EvJ05dLDgqNB_I6HIHuIWCoH50WHR2EopHoL_3nHhL2mGatw6oiDl3FAdaE1vdHkigDyIHgoKrsX5CNkVZSbtwLEnH-u8JxCCUEYsqsgJPneOwcUVUk2Ahuhd7IHIQL-JJCDRfI5PYPF4gYx9Dcg/s4000/1000041745.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-pohrJGJfz7gA0dDe6-W48rqbz0Q5Sg28irv3EvJ05dLDgqNB_I6HIHuIWCoH50WHR2EopHoL_3nHhL2mGatw6oiDl3FAdaE1vdHkigDyIHgoKrsX5CNkVZSbtwLEnH-u8JxCCUEYsqsgJPneOwcUVUk2Ahuhd7IHIQL-JJCDRfI5PYPF4gYx9Dcg/w300-h400/1000041745.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This whole roadbank was covered with them.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivPIFEDo5vOa9P7neO5WPyhasNK-XPLEEclQIopHtsG3_ZK-AKmLvPtFb7nNLeSfUDfx3QznIcYfME9CkVEEyiAZdA6EjIcDCXMJs1lIcfscOd5kILOeaNTUudHQYRnb2lBeLtwYxd61mTCDImPnasm8aN1QyjC89aAPMzxiTidrP2oJvJDKUzkqkO/s4000/1000041747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivPIFEDo5vOa9P7neO5WPyhasNK-XPLEEclQIopHtsG3_ZK-AKmLvPtFb7nNLeSfUDfx3QznIcYfME9CkVEEyiAZdA6EjIcDCXMJs1lIcfscOd5kILOeaNTUudHQYRnb2lBeLtwYxd61mTCDImPnasm8aN1QyjC89aAPMzxiTidrP2oJvJDKUzkqkO/w300-h400/1000041747.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br />So amazing, they are just doing their thing, no human intervention required. Maybe it's all the rain bringing them on?&nbsp;</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>After a very short break from the rain yesterday, it returned overnight, fortunately just intermittent showers. But it is so humid! The temperature isn't bad (77° at 2 pm) but the humidity is 88%. I was out doing some garden work and within minutes sweat was dripping off my nose, in my eyes, and running down my back. Pure misery. I retreated inside after a couple hours, turning on the AC even though it isn't that hot, just to reduce the humidity so I can work in here. The Roomba is vacuuming as I write, the fans are on, and I have hot coffee, so all is right in my world at the moment!</div><div><br /></div><div>I am so thankful the rain let up for a bit. Flooding is everywhere, although nothing catastrophic, thank goodness. As we were going out yesterday we encountered yet another downed tree. Fortunately some nice person had been along to cut a way through, and Larry cleaned up more of the broken bits and debris before we went on.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJySDyCG5RH4UWly7aWT3IkeNyhTe8C4no8XFDAD7RyX7UD27rgO-PijDdzydc3FQ5loAc5BqRo6xK8Dbcn2pfVZdgm66e_lphzEMIYyjluTK4-M9jgzqkhvVl6AXI9FS1va9d2LnWhf0en0WTbLaPvBQuOiHWCoXZqOOvfEWw42sSrzOPge7wv-L/s4000/1000041742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJySDyCG5RH4UWly7aWT3IkeNyhTe8C4no8XFDAD7RyX7UD27rgO-PijDdzydc3FQ5loAc5BqRo6xK8Dbcn2pfVZdgm66e_lphzEMIYyjluTK4-M9jgzqkhvVl6AXI9FS1va9d2LnWhf0en0WTbLaPvBQuOiHWCoXZqOOvfEWw42sSrzOPge7wv-L/w300-h400/1000041742.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>Yes, tgat is a crack in our windshield, no idea why it cracked. Just got up on morning and there was a little crack. By the next day it had spread. One more thing to deal with. Later, though. Got things to do this week.</div><div><br /></div><div>A surprising thing happened on the WV Turnpike yesterday. A truck's back doors got open and little piglets were falling out onto the highway! There were actually 2 trucks; the police were able to stop one but the other continued on its way, dropping little pigs here and there as it went. There were two near the state Capitol,&nbsp; and several videos showed police and other people trying to catch the little things. Sadly, many of the pigs were killed or injured. I hope that somewhere the second truck got stopped. Poor little pigs.</div><div><br /></div><div>It has been a weekend of bizarre wrecks, like this one in Charleston. (Photo is from WV Metro News)</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja9EIa52NIK_WQ010EswNbxs77t2A_eO8S9xZxAda_hYtFvexl6vOhfftpTjoXvaEwLOmRNXiTnNHh5ciFz4eYyi7SMphQ52tc2p9Z4X191HJLM2SuD-YHSzWjynKrcFWioPU9tHUsrtyNtErguunMAE2UdHGM80_nKbsgRCwiSgAvpVj3T0JtEJbi/s4052/1000041749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2116" data-original-width="4052" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja9EIa52NIK_WQ010EswNbxs77t2A_eO8S9xZxAda_hYtFvexl6vOhfftpTjoXvaEwLOmRNXiTnNHh5ciFz4eYyi7SMphQ52tc2p9Z4X191HJLM2SuD-YHSzWjynKrcFWioPU9tHUsrtyNtErguunMAE2UdHGM80_nKbsgRCwiSgAvpVj3T0JtEJbi/w400-h209/1000041749.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>This car is hanging over an interstate bridge in Charleston Saturday afternoon! Believe it or not, the driver had only minor injuries. His Guardian Angel was certainly looking after him. There were several tractor trailer wrecks, 2 blocking bridges. So all in all, I am glad we didn't make any long drives over the weekend.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>But yesterday was Larry's 75th birthday, so we went out for brunch with our son Derek. Afterward I sent Larry into Tractor Supply with $100 to buy anything he wanted. Would you believe he came out empty-handed? The man just doesn't like to shop. But later at Walmart he bought what he really wanted: a battery for the four-wheeler. Go figure. But he was tickled pink, so it's all good. We stopped by Shari's so he could have ice cream with his buddies--no cake, though. And everyone in the restaurant sang happy birthday. Pretty nice! I gave him a card and a $100 Grand candy bar, because I figure he's worth that much! It was a nice outing.</div><div><br /></div><div>And of course when we got home we got right to work. I mulched another big section of my vegetable garden and did more stringtrimming while Larry ran the weedeater and took the tiller through his garden. Surprisingly it was dry enough to do that.</div><div><br /></div><div>We picked the cherries this morning, or what the birds and the rain left us. We've never had a problem with birds in our tree before but they sure found them this year, and all the rain caused some cherries to split. Still, we got about a gallon, and that will be enough to make several jars of pie filling. What we couldn't reach, the birds can have.</div><div><br /></div><div>All for now. Housework is calling, and I must go!</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/2026/05/flowers-atrange-news-and-more-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/AVvXsEj-pohrJGJfz7gA0dDe6-W48rqbz0Q5Sg28irv3EvJ05dLDgqNB_I6HIHuIWCoH50WHR2EopHoL_3nHhL2mGatw6oiDl3FAdaE1vdHkigDyIHgoKrsX5CNkVZSbtwLEnH-u8JxCCUEYsqsgJPneOwcUVUk2Ahuhd7IHIQL-JJCDRfI5PYPF4gYx9Dcg/s72-w300-h400-c/1000041745.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-2058586700166214715</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2026 20:09:23 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-24T16:09:23.067-04:00</atom:updated><title>Washed-Out Weekend</title><description><div><i>63°f/17°C, raining. We had rain all night Friday night and most of yesterday and last night. Today, guess what? Rain, all day. I am not complaining, because we really need it.</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/AVvXsEhSqmTX2hnMCQqfUSSfWs_NtJsl4rv4l-T8B3jeqhhYoWxyJeV2cHKVYetmC4T_zY-pSicUBmZFNhJAWSZVtM4VgetH0qwUFvKsbEVeJZtN73D2xvSSq93MrpfnmDsyIBYfAzWR6lf2U8Dnv3xRM9n4M2sCc6vqmOVcfXw7IFJ-Qxx1hBTt9PIxGYM5/s4000/1000041730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSqmTX2hnMCQqfUSSfWs_NtJsl4rv4l-T8B3jeqhhYoWxyJeV2cHKVYetmC4T_zY-pSicUBmZFNhJAWSZVtM4VgetH0qwUFvKsbEVeJZtN73D2xvSSq93MrpfnmDsyIBYfAzWR6lf2U8Dnv3xRM9n4M2sCc6vqmOVcfXw7IFJ-Qxx1hBTt9PIxGYM5/w300-h400/1000041730.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>So much rain! I cannot recall a time in recent years when we have had rain for such long periods, and this trend is expected to continue all week. I just hope it let's up by June 1, because according to my late neighbor Belvie, rain on June 1 means there will be no blackberries.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Some places are experiencing flooding in expected places, but in a neighboring county at least one family is having flooding that they claim is caused by the ongoing construction of a data center. There have been rock slides and falling trees too. We had to turn around and go out the longer way on Friday because a tree was across the road.</div><div><br /></div><div>Friday was Ripkey on Sale, a yearly yard sale event across the whole town of Ripley. We live to go to this, and always find great stuff, but this year? Nope. Just too rainy to enjoy it. So who knows what treasures we missed out on? I don't really mind, as i have plenty of things still to price, paint, fix, etc.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>We had planned to go to Vandalia Saturday. This is an annual celebration only our state's arts , music, and culture, held at the State Capitol. We go almost every year, but the rain and storms took care of that idea. I thought we might go to a local restaurant that was having live music in the evening, but that event was canceled. Vandalia was still going on today, but neither of us wanted an hour's drive in the rain, so once again we just stayed home, much to the delight of our dogs. So much for weekend plans!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I am also pretty much held up on gardening. I have boxes ready to put down for mulch and another load of grass clippings in the back of the truck,&nbsp; but we haven't had more than a couple short periods without rain since Thursday.</div><div><br /></div><div>Friday morning we lounged around, then went out in the afternoon when the rain broke for a bit to do a little groceey shopping. We stopped at Shari's and had a long, leisurely visit with our friend Glenn, who lost his wife last year and is still struggling with being alone. Our friend Bill came in as we were leaving, so I suspect he and Glenn had a good chinwag too.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_gRsa0-DiK9CQzkRrD77X1Pf80mEZZj_U5Auw2sOqKby3q-s4ZrTrr15EpwncCJxiF5aKgv17f1Nhk_1mSyCeFsvXgYnwEQGLPXAYeR2laSmKgLsWn_OqKWift3sjjHOywjXK1-tms6GMs94XpjLSeIUccmiw2FA9MoncU1ZNeUkcbmZu3jP1uR3/s4000/1000040538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_gRsa0-DiK9CQzkRrD77X1Pf80mEZZj_U5Auw2sOqKby3q-s4ZrTrr15EpwncCJxiF5aKgv17f1Nhk_1mSyCeFsvXgYnwEQGLPXAYeR2laSmKgLsWn_OqKWift3sjjHOywjXK1-tms6GMs94XpjLSeIUccmiw2FA9MoncU1ZNeUkcbmZu3jP1uR3/w300-h400/1000040538.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>Suzy was there, having her weekly crochet class with a sweet young lady called Gnomie (no idea what her real name is), and Crystal came in with her daughter and son-in-law.&nbsp; It was lovely to just hang out drinking coffee, and not have to rush off.&nbsp; When we got home I got some housework done while Larry finally cut those branches that were hanging too low over the driveway trimmed off the mulberry tree. Poor man got soaked in the process!</div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday morning we bustled about , getting ready for the new fridge to arrive. It was here by 10:30am, having come all the way from Columbus, Ohio. Those guys were efficiency machines! They had to back all the way down our driveway because they had brought a big truck, even though i requested that they come in a small truck. In less than an hour the fridge was in and the door reversed to swing the way we needed it.&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcxHVr3BMgMPyqTL54VeNQ6QO2taNBnATsa5OVpVQp0tbeqoCe0Q1fh81jzA4SH-qsnQOXII62Dl5PXAkF5H7sjZypOyQW5y_uvkC-BXu95orBmSKGPAVFiNkbqgX1gdDkyOA_tKo7oTrOgoCdtSm6kZpDjC9agAPjfp2e5jZGpQoaiE5eneF8pAS/s4000/1000041722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcxHVr3BMgMPyqTL54VeNQ6QO2taNBnATsa5OVpVQp0tbeqoCe0Q1fh81jzA4SH-qsnQOXII62Dl5PXAkF5H7sjZypOyQW5y_uvkC-BXu95orBmSKGPAVFiNkbqgX1gdDkyOA_tKo7oTrOgoCdtSm6kZpDjC9agAPjfp2e5jZGpQoaiE5eneF8pAS/w300-h400/1000041722.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Changing out a refrigerator is a lot of work: unloading and cleaning up the old one, then reloading the food into the new one, cleaning up the coolers, etc. I was very glad when it was all done, and of course in the process did some dumping out of stuff thathad got buried in the back of the shelves. Which meant more dishes to be done.</div><div><br /></div><div>And what did I do next? Sat down and read my book! I finished it too. Chris of the <b><a href="https://alwayssmiling24.blogspot.com/?m=1">Always Smiling blog </a></b>had recommended <b><u>The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth</u></b>, so I ordered it a few weeks ago.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjIk3BT-H0xwYMpG3OAZXdtFBRYil-QwtsyO0PR780MvA8JbfNkFA3-SdEqc__rej-s6x-G6oD7_RFcV1BBchV57IU4TlTGnAby08crxXZoUOqbgGE1rB5p2SRbdQY8qitQPy9HdshKuv874XXF8s2V566p0uM8E0k7q888sdldhvbIVIaWVxk1VxW/s1208/1000041733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1208" data-original-width="835" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjIk3BT-H0xwYMpG3OAZXdtFBRYil-QwtsyO0PR780MvA8JbfNkFA3-SdEqc__rej-s6x-G6oD7_RFcV1BBchV57IU4TlTGnAby08crxXZoUOqbgGE1rB5p2SRbdQY8qitQPy9HdshKuv874XXF8s2V566p0uM8E0k7q888sdldhvbIVIaWVxk1VxW/w276-h400/1000041733.jpg" width="276" /></a></div><br /><div>It has been a very long time since I spent an entire afternoon and evening reading! It was a good read, with references to foods that sent me to Google to figure out what they were. The story centers on a recently divorced woman, Veronica, who takes a job as companion to a young, recently injured young woman who had been an Olympic snowboarder. Mariah had lost her mother, and wanted to write the book her mother was researching, a book that apparently would focus on the Parsi café culture and foods. To accomplish this, Mariah and Veronica traveled to the places Mariah's mother had jotted down in her vague notes, accompanied by a former war photographer, Henry.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>The plot intrigued me, and I found the characters well drawn and interesting, but I squirmed at Veronica's seemingly submissive ways, particularly in relation to her ex-husband.&nbsp; What woman today would weakly accept a man just cutting off court-ordered alimony? I don't know any myself. Mariah was quixotic, sometimes charming, other times difficult, and often struck me as someone who had been too indulged in her life prior to tragedy striking.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>As for Henry,&nbsp; he seemed again I cringed at the often-used romance novel trope of the wise man guiding the helpless females.&nbsp; Still, it was a good story,&nbsp; with enough of a mystery woven through the many mouth-watering descriptions of foods and meals, and the rich descriptions of the places the characters visited. It was an enjoyable light read, perfect for a long rainy afternoon. I liked it well enough to order another by the author, Barbara O'Neal.</div><div><br /></div><div>Today we had a good, late breakfast, then got into some housework together while the rain poured outside.&nbsp; We went out briefly and I pulled weeds from the dill and basil until rain pushed us back to the porch, where I stripped tape from boxes so they will be ready to put down in the garden as soon as we get a break in the weather. And after I post this, I think I will go hunt up another novel!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbreyqCKkenE1t69lo8sETvT-hz9NXWhGwlt5XLUseAuzx77ISHPPdzfBEhl1ZhCZcXBosGhdppOaewDp24TGIFvUl2VhI31oqDrLqPXGu0mTffzngNALcdeLSBr622jKnqa6cuu1L3ZJKPOiiqZ7H_8Y82_jrZgSmgFjxYeit38_tR8i6UOh_y9-K/s4000/1000041728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbreyqCKkenE1t69lo8sETvT-hz9NXWhGwlt5XLUseAuzx77ISHPPdzfBEhl1ZhCZcXBosGhdppOaewDp24TGIFvUl2VhI31oqDrLqPXGu0mTffzngNALcdeLSBr622jKnqa6cuu1L3ZJKPOiiqZ7H_8Y82_jrZgSmgFjxYeit38_tR8i6UOh_y9-K/w300-h400/1000041728.jpg" width="300" /></a></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/2026/05/washed-out-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/AVvXsEhSqmTX2hnMCQqfUSSfWs_NtJsl4rv4l-T8B3jeqhhYoWxyJeV2cHKVYetmC4T_zY-pSicUBmZFNhJAWSZVtM4VgetH0qwUFvKsbEVeJZtN73D2xvSSq93MrpfnmDsyIBYfAzWR6lf2U8Dnv3xRM9n4M2sCc6vqmOVcfXw7IFJ-Qxx1hBTt9PIxGYM5/s72-w300-h400-c/1000041730.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-8323185853779726959</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2026 14:39:49 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-22T10:39:49.987-04:00</atom:updated><title>Window Display and Booth Update</title><description><div><i>57°f/about 14°C, raining. Rained a good bit yesterday, most of the night, and will continue today. We need it. Gardens are shooting up!&nbsp;</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>We restocked Ravenswood booth yesterday, and I&nbsp;<i>finally </i>got my Memorial Day window done.&nbsp;</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/AVvXsEheYRMuolp47QYVayg_FlzYI161H1hSpJ2EVzy8Hm2oPwmgiy2xJelnBD_kSniyEcf8hsyN8WuZlSEf0dLTmCFogDo1dh35_X0Wdojn2gSxUin_67qSH2xCu9vLYhQV8UcazZxJaTsx2SsqgnnEpInCyP9vtGDkfuPw_SGgNdx0KZqicIRzZKob-dWw/s4000/1000041656.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheYRMuolp47QYVayg_FlzYI161H1hSpJ2EVzy8Hm2oPwmgiy2xJelnBD_kSniyEcf8hsyN8WuZlSEf0dLTmCFogDo1dh35_X0Wdojn2gSxUin_67qSH2xCu9vLYhQV8UcazZxJaTsx2SsqgnnEpInCyP9vtGDkfuPw_SGgNdx0KZqicIRzZKob-dWw/w300-h400/1000041656.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I will leave this display through July 4th, then change it out, possibly to an early Fall theme, blending in some of the red/white/blue items to carry through to Labor Day. I am not feeling all jazzed up about the 250th anniversary, but on the other hand, I feel like we should acknowledge and celebrate it, even if we have a crew of morons running things for the moment. History will not be kind to these idiots, of that I am certain.</div><div><br /></div><div>Besides the window, I made only minor changes, shifting things around and adding a few new items.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxkIg1rGhHyVMQ-kKgSmdc0MSrVAExUJrueWHNdyW_WnAliMRv08vyMQe83RYCB5MiV-3bqZ3giETZYMTM4ZOBqEsLIua1v32NS_qXSu-RmmTqFLGm39SHAVv-jWk5v3ob9_aHXOh0WuJrteqRpPXcN0hvT3xBXQG-uSXg5InO3dHTDtvbzkwf2ulL/s4000/1000041661.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxkIg1rGhHyVMQ-kKgSmdc0MSrVAExUJrueWHNdyW_WnAliMRv08vyMQe83RYCB5MiV-3bqZ3giETZYMTM4ZOBqEsLIua1v32NS_qXSu-RmmTqFLGm39SHAVv-jWk5v3ob9_aHXOh0WuJrteqRpPXcN0hvT3xBXQG-uSXg5InO3dHTDtvbzkwf2ulL/w300-h400/1000041661.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSDIorTIaW4QQOWh0sXBhcYbH5U1mtcqqnSOiLL5qQo1f3bRPp0Vre2TerLIPzWc6Xe42_rfMwG6nmJ_3e4XqI3PIy29mdsNjKk5qf1UCyj3sUvJjq8T1pN1DHj8rWrOOfwjXAEvzZcooc8NOWKmxRuITso0LGon8ffF9GVZWj3T3rquK-O6C-8Nuh/s4000/1000041664.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSDIorTIaW4QQOWh0sXBhcYbH5U1mtcqqnSOiLL5qQo1f3bRPp0Vre2TerLIPzWc6Xe42_rfMwG6nmJ_3e4XqI3PIy29mdsNjKk5qf1UCyj3sUvJjq8T1pN1DHj8rWrOOfwjXAEvzZcooc8NOWKmxRuITso0LGon8ffF9GVZWj3T3rquK-O6C-8Nuh/w300-h400/1000041664.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I had quilts on this rack but they all sold, so I put runners and tablecloths on it, and will bring more quilts next time.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBBP0QwfLpXgYt6EnQHXBhVyTigxFxP1Bl3_NwzgYJFM6-hNw6kEF2vjkic9BZuFKFrtzDjlUETkhgtFzJ7-bMAfubHW00vyWv-GVQxL9pjskDf2NY7YZGAhAOz3m-7UP2bv46iZ2MTdq8NlvtDmBKQ_uQjNzo9T9O6hYSBORe6yG9CPqmDz2_gz31/s4000/1000041665.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBBP0QwfLpXgYt6EnQHXBhVyTigxFxP1Bl3_NwzgYJFM6-hNw6kEF2vjkic9BZuFKFrtzDjlUETkhgtFzJ7-bMAfubHW00vyWv-GVQxL9pjskDf2NY7YZGAhAOz3m-7UP2bv46iZ2MTdq8NlvtDmBKQ_uQjNzo9T9O6hYSBORe6yG9CPqmDz2_gz31/w300-h400/1000041665.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The table and chairs are still there. I am thinking about bringing those chairs home and putting two white ones with the table. I would like those chairs in my own kitchen, actually.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioakUGmE_aKzdCtjQrMFPpM_pBmKTr8E7baztye455uGZKmSHeL3aavTIrr4sDHDxSunh6Hbjnfob5H6yiAwF6HCt4MAQdOq0N2te-J4g2So0IQvlgcvUTdTvZMJHQASeT0Rr9MNrSnbcEscvYwifVkmP3-nV9qSNh5L61_XlRp4ClZfLwxY3nUa-C/s4000/1000041668.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioakUGmE_aKzdCtjQrMFPpM_pBmKTr8E7baztye455uGZKmSHeL3aavTIrr4sDHDxSunh6Hbjnfob5H6yiAwF6HCt4MAQdOq0N2te-J4g2So0IQvlgcvUTdTvZMJHQASeT0Rr9MNrSnbcEscvYwifVkmP3-nV9qSNh5L61_XlRp4ClZfLwxY3nUa-C/w300-h400/1000041668.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx9w3MUxIs15GblVKXPwaIeVHGc4yfd0KRi1X6V5vOmeV8Z7VyM0qtxAll6zxgKtqAFASMNSpC6v8zra6tfw8c6-y04nUFGPzOOpmGBzNycyBiXYJ7utZh5hAWmwnCBCD11oEjALiAFHRUVEF2fsSvqU_3MHI7b5MzR1DmI1oecDw9zdGOy1Sx06bh/s4000/1000041676.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx9w3MUxIs15GblVKXPwaIeVHGc4yfd0KRi1X6V5vOmeV8Z7VyM0qtxAll6zxgKtqAFASMNSpC6v8zra6tfw8c6-y04nUFGPzOOpmGBzNycyBiXYJ7utZh5hAWmwnCBCD11oEjALiAFHRUVEF2fsSvqU_3MHI7b5MzR1DmI1oecDw9zdGOy1Sx06bh/w300-h400/1000041676.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I had a huge stash of framed art and mirrors which I have been bringing in and putting in crates to display. They have been selling very well. I don't know why I didn't bring them in as I bought them, but oh well.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCBTCi4Hxc9AEjwoTqQ8_Lgq-WXlLW5A9FgTbuhOXypnZfjwQDlQGfvFJ1nELeML0N4PjrV-CX56q0DB5eA7BxxTkVvgJoFgMqO6msAcs7fyd8-F2JxqTZ9HKwBd2-Ggd9KKeEG8Ch_tI7zp0NpZ6YkK-SC3uIa1Nd7_rHrh8IjQ53R_KeUhw7GoSM/s4000/1000041679.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCBTCi4Hxc9AEjwoTqQ8_Lgq-WXlLW5A9FgTbuhOXypnZfjwQDlQGfvFJ1nELeML0N4PjrV-CX56q0DB5eA7BxxTkVvgJoFgMqO6msAcs7fyd8-F2JxqTZ9HKwBd2-Ggd9KKeEG8Ch_tI7zp0NpZ6YkK-SC3uIa1Nd7_rHrh8IjQ53R_KeUhw7GoSM/w300-h400/1000041679.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I had 4 of tbese folding chairs in the booth, and sold two. Again, I had these stored in the workroom and never got around to bringing them in. Getting all this stored-away stuff into the booths has really boosted our sales this year.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSQ6HjKCReMfgZ2L-KW-VdQXfbtQb6_nW-11ls-gMhs6OC5GkDbF5e-Xt6QRDwr2jhdX1e67Ur8ji1GqUQVAOaoLJt9U3mz08PE9do0ewUMdQSsn3QB2IOuYHnNadm4y_PekX3q6TtrEh8RmY_0vlRz6ll_Dy308sKrGabdOw2TGLMvGWqZtKzcqKz/s4000/1000041680.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSQ6HjKCReMfgZ2L-KW-VdQXfbtQb6_nW-11ls-gMhs6OC5GkDbF5e-Xt6QRDwr2jhdX1e67Ur8ji1GqUQVAOaoLJt9U3mz08PE9do0ewUMdQSsn3QB2IOuYHnNadm4y_PekX3q6TtrEh8RmY_0vlRz6ll_Dy308sKrGabdOw2TGLMvGWqZtKzcqKz/w300-h400/1000041680.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I thought someone into camping would buy this old cast iron gas stove top, but no bites so far.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOpBM8ipt07ccuk06ApPgEFaliT2izjkypstS14Pe1RKw9duH5JYxEDhycFYjfYClBuvwfdUpRIl0mD9eqbl1B_ClKdZgwsyV2eLj6WYcSK_cqp-Gi-RlTXoYa0_t8xFoTFzvUt9N8Ot_MbMCanWWeMDv7cw5VomgYJUzLcCvA3jLl51DO_Cwy9bZv/s4000/1000041685.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOpBM8ipt07ccuk06ApPgEFaliT2izjkypstS14Pe1RKw9duH5JYxEDhycFYjfYClBuvwfdUpRIl0mD9eqbl1B_ClKdZgwsyV2eLj6WYcSK_cqp-Gi-RlTXoYa0_t8xFoTFzvUt9N8Ot_MbMCanWWeMDv7cw5VomgYJUzLcCvA3jLl51DO_Cwy9bZv/w300-h400/1000041685.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Just an overview of our front booth here (we have 4 at this store).</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2YJeoA76j7eSkIAkjCEA9yNenpAe_lpXdnjL0GgkpscEqEA-6nKdDwdQjZ8KbDkR4ZJGerliPqgENO2uZTfDB5lqPojLZps1bO2waF7RbO_9YlI5WRSIz3GCaLSsfF9g_CT0X-OGZCnYrunucSHoD9LXO_sZW3Y1JsIxqAyvvQ7CdSJ7mWap3Xdsd/s2992/1000041688.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2898" data-original-width="2992" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2YJeoA76j7eSkIAkjCEA9yNenpAe_lpXdnjL0GgkpscEqEA-6nKdDwdQjZ8KbDkR4ZJGerliPqgENO2uZTfDB5lqPojLZps1bO2waF7RbO_9YlI5WRSIz3GCaLSsfF9g_CT0X-OGZCnYrunucSHoD9LXO_sZW3Y1JsIxqAyvvQ7CdSJ7mWap3Xdsd/w400-h388/1000041688.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />I took no photos at Ripley because by the time we had lunch with our friends and got to that location I had only an hour before closing to get everything done! I didn't make any big changes there anyway, but will probably do that next week.</div><div><br /></div><div>Today we will most likely be home all day. It's pouring rain and I don't feel like hitting the city-wide yard sales in Ripley in this weather. I am still in my nightgown as I write, and it's 10:30 am! Poor Larry will have to go out in the rain to trim some branches on a mulberry tree so that the Lowe's truck can get through to bring our fridge tomorrow.</div><div>The van is full of boxes to strip of tape so we can put down the load of grass clippings Larry picked up Wednesday, which are still in the truck, covered with a tarp. So I guess I will get those boxes ready today, and maybe start on that wardrobe, my next painting project. Maybe.&nbsp; We shall see what happens. Right now, I want to finish my coffee and get dressed!</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/2026/05/window-display-and-booth-update.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/AVvXsEheYRMuolp47QYVayg_FlzYI161H1hSpJ2EVzy8Hm2oPwmgiy2xJelnBD_kSniyEcf8hsyN8WuZlSEf0dLTmCFogDo1dh35_X0Wdojn2gSxUin_67qSH2xCu9vLYhQV8UcazZxJaTsx2SsqgnnEpInCyP9vtGDkfuPw_SGgNdx0KZqicIRzZKob-dWw/s72-w300-h400-c/1000041656.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-7053263434594542865</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2026 13:33:18 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-21T09:33:18.233-04:00</atom:updated><title>And Done</title><description><div><i>54°f/12°C, raining. Rain all night, the world here is thankful!</i></div><div><br /></div><div>It felt good to get two pieces finished up yesterday.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I am really pleased with this cabinet. I would have preferred old glass knobs for it, but couldn't justify the cost. Maybe its next owner will do that. This is a nice piece, but probably less than 15 years old. Still, it's Amish-built and sold wood, and I feel good about reclaiming it from its damaged condition.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPwUowTcYkXg9uuKHX_MJ_mOVcQHfwrSuvTihDA6lve88fwl2pbX4QTO5xsFlLYR2HMLLjaqu2ErcseqsNHXEV9qHj7dz4ZFixa92BbJsaQZQjRDYCcmh_QrTTLrnTwhF8Fv27NeTN8ADV2NnOFl_mA9AbLtpXRQ-pxvJ3uh9eEx5JPySLP3pJ0kXc/s2798/1000041647.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2284" data-original-width="2798" height="326" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPwUowTcYkXg9uuKHX_MJ_mOVcQHfwrSuvTihDA6lve88fwl2pbX4QTO5xsFlLYR2HMLLjaqu2ErcseqsNHXEV9qHj7dz4ZFixa92BbJsaQZQjRDYCcmh_QrTTLrnTwhF8Fv27NeTN8ADV2NnOFl_mA9AbLtpXRQ-pxvJ3uh9eEx5JPySLP3pJ0kXc/w400-h326/1000041647.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This chest of drawers has taken me a while. Although it was only $10, it has exacted a lot more than that in aggravation, sweat, and work. It needed structural repairs, was missing the bottom of one drawer, and had a gazillion coats of paint. I am not thrilled with my decal choice or the original pulls either. The decal was supposed to be blue, but it sure looks purplish to me...and I painted the chest a dark blue. The pulls are cool, but not quite right. Again, glass pulls would be awesome, but finding them the right size and price was impossible. So I am calling it done, and won't price it too high. I am just glad to get it out of my house. Note to self: do NOT buy anything that has layer upon layer of old paint!<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTeV-o8d6GCjfyXhO1t5Jejzt4obE8ZdtmLC41yWeMDspeANjYYksr9FxPE8Bz9MVSdhBLn-zPkbwVM-Tcis0SdwPVv9SKuzR16oNTuEx4M9k8jl4gvk66hji5wEZBFjFLUHOimAAJvnCozHww1ud0rkUbv7B4HML_ewlNewm-Tzb4gIJldt2nfiru/s3062/1000041646.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3062" data-original-width="2344" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTeV-o8d6GCjfyXhO1t5Jejzt4obE8ZdtmLC41yWeMDspeANjYYksr9FxPE8Bz9MVSdhBLn-zPkbwVM-Tcis0SdwPVv9SKuzR16oNTuEx4M9k8jl4gvk66hji5wEZBFjFLUHOimAAJvnCozHww1ud0rkUbv7B4HML_ewlNewm-Tzb4gIJldt2nfiru/w306-h400/1000041646.jpg" width="306" /></a></div><br /><div>Today is booth day, but I am not sure if we can take either of these pieces in because that big, heavy, rustic cabinet I bought Saturday is still in the van, and neither of us feel motivated to unload it in this weather. Procrastination, much?</div><div><br /></div><div>On the refrigerator front, I decided to just buy another one.&nbsp; I am tired of fooling with this one. The new one is about the same as the one we have, just a different brand. I would have liked to buy something better, but right now cash is too tight for that. So I expect in 5 years, we will be buying yet another fridge,&nbsp; since these new ones are not made to last.</div><div><br /></div><div>Meanwhile,&nbsp; this big ol' guy is waiting for me. Now to decide on color. I'm thinking maybe green? If Catalyst was still with us, he'd be teasing ne about that,&nbsp; since I do seem to paint a lot of things green!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrq_qGrRrJKNEbu80C4sAymkPWfSFpwXxm4_1aSLcp162j25DsTcBuNQeMirzBQEGY0MYvZNUrHb67aZnV3P2WKLSBFDO4TF8lBPIVlBkZATUmoFmu3knU_oLHXRsxXTJmaNlD7jsmJyT0aXJTn8ge53T0_h4huTzqpxPJZGXFfD547WS4ZHZIikf/s3544/1000041650.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3544" data-original-width="2104" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrq_qGrRrJKNEbu80C4sAymkPWfSFpwXxm4_1aSLcp162j25DsTcBuNQeMirzBQEGY0MYvZNUrHb67aZnV3P2WKLSBFDO4TF8lBPIVlBkZATUmoFmu3knU_oLHXRsxXTJmaNlD7jsmJyT0aXJTn8ge53T0_h4huTzqpxPJZGXFfD547WS4ZHZIikf/w238-h400/1000041650.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><br /><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/2026/05/and-done.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/AVvXsEgPwUowTcYkXg9uuKHX_MJ_mOVcQHfwrSuvTihDA6lve88fwl2pbX4QTO5xsFlLYR2HMLLjaqu2ErcseqsNHXEV9qHj7dz4ZFixa92BbJsaQZQjRDYCcmh_QrTTLrnTwhF8Fv27NeTN8ADV2NnOFl_mA9AbLtpXRQ-pxvJ3uh9eEx5JPySLP3pJ0kXc/s72-w400-h326-c/1000041647.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-4638559326125002322</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2026 17:14:06 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-20T13:14:06.477-04:00</atom:updated><title>Random Wednesday</title><description><div><i>64°f/17.8°C, cooler and cloudy with rain expected today. I sure hope that&nbsp;happens!</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>A few random pics today.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Cherries are getting close! We covered what we could reach. It looks ugly but maybe we can keep the birds out. The new tree we planted last year also has a few cherries on it.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqY4ISp0KzMjgu2SoTUqG-JTyCkNv5a0t1EAbOEH7LRnAuMbSWzZZOTNR6fbNMvRS-hCbyTYXgEuV1IEUlpUeiEJcLRi8yNRzzgKQM1qhBCgXUBYonczT3gwRyvF_IkPm43c162s4VhT3FrvjA0vWI_VspEsBcYi1tGPCBm-rv8liHppnOvBrtUSjM/s4000/1000041357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqY4ISp0KzMjgu2SoTUqG-JTyCkNv5a0t1EAbOEH7LRnAuMbSWzZZOTNR6fbNMvRS-hCbyTYXgEuV1IEUlpUeiEJcLRi8yNRzzgKQM1qhBCgXUBYonczT3gwRyvF_IkPm43c162s4VhT3FrvjA0vWI_VspEsBcYi1tGPCBm-rv8liHppnOvBrtUSjM/w300-h400/1000041357.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="font-style: italic;"><i><br /></i></div>My current project. A dog (not ours!) chewed the top and one side of this cabinet, so we replaced the top and used body filler to repair the side. It's now in the process of getting painted, white this time with a natural finish on the top. We picked this up at Goodwill for $2.99. I guess they thought it was not fixable.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzq5svnTCE2rPWsU16ZnxyYR4UXrxk2W3NyzfBBNS8Ey43wdUji2mqmh-YnUOIuxRiLkSD4UcSrOA4WS38KcDSP_4u-2sPY6cY5_hUM0IPGAtEy7YHUMGKsCBhnbCHpz9y9xs4d0dQcGrYnV8DShs3mMtnpSNs4bzneTi-7X24q68NkXKt4rP5vRi/s3400/1000041382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3400" data-original-width="2254" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzq5svnTCE2rPWsU16ZnxyYR4UXrxk2W3NyzfBBNS8Ey43wdUji2mqmh-YnUOIuxRiLkSD4UcSrOA4WS38KcDSP_4u-2sPY6cY5_hUM0IPGAtEy7YHUMGKsCBhnbCHpz9y9xs4d0dQcGrYnV8DShs3mMtnpSNs4bzneTi-7X24q68NkXKt4rP5vRi/w265-h400/1000041382.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I am painting it white because this black was the style a few years ago when everyone was into the "prim" decor, but now I have trouble moving black furniture. I am still planning on the distressed finish though.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC7uuGuOmtohpkaXCOwdxb1cvsapEJV0bpr81P9NbR2FZFp0Hksx9xvcMAZ7sUiEubJ3nm3Im_l0sRbzCJOPqThCeIPOmrDzBIqgRWyR1CTzjdVhY4JUzc9zN-PGhBeCxRAUBcDO2P6DqnxiJQV5rU1MlXfWjSWXGGKzxF5i0duXBFfiq5tkDRRztj/s2004/1000041381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1710" data-original-width="2004" height="341" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC7uuGuOmtohpkaXCOwdxb1cvsapEJV0bpr81P9NbR2FZFp0Hksx9xvcMAZ7sUiEubJ3nm3Im_l0sRbzCJOPqThCeIPOmrDzBIqgRWyR1CTzjdVhY4JUzc9zN-PGhBeCxRAUBcDO2P6DqnxiJQV5rU1MlXfWjSWXGGKzxF5i0duXBFfiq5tkDRRztj/w400-h341/1000041381.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The herb garden is all planted, but still needs a little mulch to finish it up.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhZJ0pz8BlvSvFqR9EneVBJ2ulo5OaPn4jYGFMxRvKgqMDBe-4PYN3fW9PTK_SsVknMwxGq14GjjeelsioD37psUM1BFtDWyHllAV1Tch0nbrP6BNFOd2M12wfAOaRQgloPZ19vgSez1QPrr_r9GAm_wxdgfG-Ikd2T_IsI7jjF6r-bP7ftD372e18/s3564/1000041383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3564" data-original-width="2672" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhZJ0pz8BlvSvFqR9EneVBJ2ulo5OaPn4jYGFMxRvKgqMDBe-4PYN3fW9PTK_SsVknMwxGq14GjjeelsioD37psUM1BFtDWyHllAV1Tch0nbrP6BNFOd2M12wfAOaRQgloPZ19vgSez1QPrr_r9GAm_wxdgfG-Ikd2T_IsI7jjF6r-bP7ftD372e18/w300-h400/1000041383.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This bank is planted with oregano as a ground cover, with some wild yarrow, red clover, daylights and asparagus that self-planted there. There are also black raspberries along the fence that I planted last year.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuQh3j3NItzp5goeflL12uOLOZ6f52rsh6ZBw_Hii4CaYKToAoWZUIFQcgkFv_oKtMsnuRkyL0qybuxL149IuWIS9xKh6xGLXnkZzpGlE252VoQVCHgcKQFJFPCNrsDEz_KOjXxGphE2BtE_sAjSz48iLAO4y5gsOexcqpw85MQo_P6P9pyiWNDaUE/s4000/1000041384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuQh3j3NItzp5goeflL12uOLOZ6f52rsh6ZBw_Hii4CaYKToAoWZUIFQcgkFv_oKtMsnuRkyL0qybuxL149IuWIS9xKh6xGLXnkZzpGlE252VoQVCHgcKQFJFPCNrsDEz_KOjXxGphE2BtE_sAjSz48iLAO4y5gsOexcqpw85MQo_P6P9pyiWNDaUE/w300-h400/1000041384.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I let the wild daisies stay too.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezeH30ufbY4w9wbWRc8AzUo9pjX10eZ1AXol_ryh1THmkB1Cbywi1wYcLurwTL2bOTuikInmSSJ4J5XZ9ZdONz0acOZurUUFucostJshYZK4QJHAxpaoYWritRnubDcD2Jb-ceMQMjGEGFm_rQC3PnMgOmAXtmaR9ZZ5D2G-YXM4d3p7V07DFNNjK/s4000/1000041385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezeH30ufbY4w9wbWRc8AzUo9pjX10eZ1AXol_ryh1THmkB1Cbywi1wYcLurwTL2bOTuikInmSSJ4J5XZ9ZdONz0acOZurUUFucostJshYZK4QJHAxpaoYWritRnubDcD2Jb-ceMQMjGEGFm_rQC3PnMgOmAXtmaR9ZZ5D2G-YXM4d3p7V07DFNNjK/w300-h400/1000041385.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>A little miniature rose that made it through the winter. I have one that is 10 years old.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs7KfCqX7aFv_ZOIaJUnZiznW5C8pvUwBH54SrNPxnAGMkQTHYV9fqAclgeXyIlz-yrwRfMCfob1dkO7k2KGfM8cm5faBlD_gTNM5GQ2d-m075SgLtJUClUG-MDGoFnPap-PT6TVTpqA4PA2XTb6rp2cj6hVPCjxfKB-zUpFvScLZL-94qvs71Gf5z/s4000/1000041386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs7KfCqX7aFv_ZOIaJUnZiznW5C8pvUwBH54SrNPxnAGMkQTHYV9fqAclgeXyIlz-yrwRfMCfob1dkO7k2KGfM8cm5faBlD_gTNM5GQ2d-m075SgLtJUClUG-MDGoFnPap-PT6TVTpqA4PA2XTb6rp2cj6hVPCjxfKB-zUpFvScLZL-94qvs71Gf5z/w300-h400/1000041386.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I can't remember the name of this plant. I put in two of them last year, and only this one survived. I really like it.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG80XYHi_VFnLVzBc0Qq8NcP_uqYMB_MNkgf7L-MySB7tAwnTunnN7-b9wexIwv3_4DyZhrxflDgE1Ru8MediMQjlhKPnPLGEPj4BgGav4T_8mhkN1CdnfEZRXt-PeNxCVPrj-KPanLOzobI6DXcUMO1nkIyn8TubXCMpa5juafborl3VAo99ejxjM/s4000/1000041388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG80XYHi_VFnLVzBc0Qq8NcP_uqYMB_MNkgf7L-MySB7tAwnTunnN7-b9wexIwv3_4DyZhrxflDgE1Ru8MediMQjlhKPnPLGEPj4BgGav4T_8mhkN1CdnfEZRXt-PeNxCVPrj-KPanLOzobI6DXcUMO1nkIyn8TubXCMpa5juafborl3VAo99ejxjM/w300-h400/1000041388.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Coreopsis also self-seeds around here, which makes me quite happy!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWwZSB32gjnNm4JgHnqNCf0gA0YxGm7gk_3ZXyNkyl5MaOOhDb8Iy_v0qEAxE2Yjwd-4hAPrFsxuCRY7s5V2v9oUeNd57XotZ3FwOVIFBBDalgfmgJAR4hQpSKxYicmIDUCYsQYMlwlvi_ukYzdxgbukBZDXRuzD_awinZJgfGJBuMkA_uLLSNv8-d/s4000/1000041389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWwZSB32gjnNm4JgHnqNCf0gA0YxGm7gk_3ZXyNkyl5MaOOhDb8Iy_v0qEAxE2Yjwd-4hAPrFsxuCRY7s5V2v9oUeNd57XotZ3FwOVIFBBDalgfmgJAR4hQpSKxYicmIDUCYsQYMlwlvi_ukYzdxgbukBZDXRuzD_awinZJgfGJBuMkA_uLLSNv8-d/w300-h400/1000041389.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The grape arbor that is in the herb garden, and drift roses, which I still need to trim to get rid of winter-kill.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNAsefCRajmxWVCa6bEwE3QqwMwFI6IW2063RAWR5D0ifaRSTso_rDXNlJCPElo27OmtCQsbmQHQAaVn8zCPSPttZoiU7b_1rvexvuVPhyphenhyphen3FSHak0_o_4TyQ3Xaf_Ic-j43fNyB7t-Ogy8igZJ3m1cwDb1mpP5-r8X7X9eQU6bbS9SeQdpEJ_-VOK2/s4000/1000041391.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNAsefCRajmxWVCa6bEwE3QqwMwFI6IW2063RAWR5D0ifaRSTso_rDXNlJCPElo27OmtCQsbmQHQAaVn8zCPSPttZoiU7b_1rvexvuVPhyphenhyphen3FSHak0_o_4TyQ3Xaf_Ic-j43fNyB7t-Ogy8igZJ3m1cwDb1mpP5-r8X7X9eQU6bbS9SeQdpEJ_-VOK2/w300-h400/1000041391.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Last night was open mic night, and I had agreed to be the guest host this time. We had a great evening with 10 performers, three of them spoken word, plus the featured artist. A local preacher joined us and read the Gettysburg Address and Lincoln's inauguration speech, both fitting reminders for this Memorial Day weekend.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>This guy was passing through, on his way from Maryland to the Midwest, and found our event online, so he came and joined us. He did some fun rockabilly-style songs that invited singalong. His name was Dino Delray--- wonder if that was just his performance name?</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXXQ0ltgyHaZWl6g_o5dORp4pXdwsOC2bWezmnoydY1_lmQLOvOuI4RU1aYvZCFcGMEnmdgAk2QMN7Z4dBHTGwBc2_8MblkfZKO12m0ELFKhuLJSq21_pwTDFtrBnWYQYy6qcbEP7nDZ-TmuF1LVyFr6HmG_c5ZbuE3QGKxJHIG2I1lfpPhfjPpirb/s4000/1000041632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXXQ0ltgyHaZWl6g_o5dORp4pXdwsOC2bWezmnoydY1_lmQLOvOuI4RU1aYvZCFcGMEnmdgAk2QMN7Z4dBHTGwBc2_8MblkfZKO12m0ELFKhuLJSq21_pwTDFtrBnWYQYy6qcbEP7nDZ-TmuF1LVyFr6HmG_c5ZbuE3QGKxJHIG2I1lfpPhfjPpirb/w300-h400/1000041632.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The featured presenter was interesting but I couldn't understand a word of her songs! Beautiful voice but she needs to learn to enunciate, in my opinion.&nbsp;<br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1-dO_R4f3-kZeYOGWJfs5xfuIYTISkd4ZZbttCaCSOGIYD51ItF1Apc2lXuddRuYzsJulbZUhUYXX8qtxsAv3joh_NYh6TPnbECXXg29kCQEazP4n_WJOSwwbhJOrK03duDGIUZMZ6sjZVpQYQUUJ3JmhA502AXY5wFs6t4PaGSI9ZbrGLP911Zy/s4000/1000041633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1-dO_R4f3-kZeYOGWJfs5xfuIYTISkd4ZZbttCaCSOGIYD51ItF1Apc2lXuddRuYzsJulbZUhUYXX8qtxsAv3joh_NYh6TPnbECXXg29kCQEazP4n_WJOSwwbhJOrK03duDGIUZMZ6sjZVpQYQUUJ3JmhA502AXY5wFs6t4PaGSI9ZbrGLP911Zy/w300-h400/1000041633.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I always find it intriguing that most women tend to dress up when performing, while most men show up in whatever old thing. Why is that, I wonder? I did the same when I was storytelling, or even just doing workshops.&nbsp;<br /><div><br /></div><div>Today is a much slower day. I did some watering since the rain has not yet appeared, did laundry, and tidied up in the cellar a little. It will soon be time for the annual cleanout, not a job I look forward to but necessary. The only other thing on my radar for today is to finish up the dresser I have nearly completedcx, and work on that cabinet above.</div><div><br /></div><div>Larry is working on the fridge, again. That evaporator fan stopped working, again. We put in a new one Monday but it has already failed. Not sure if it was a defective unit or what, but it worked for a day and then quit. Fortunately these little fans are less than $20 and easily replaced, but we seem to have to do this every 6 months.&nbsp; I ordered another one Monday and it should be here tomorrow. Time to be on the lookout for another fridge, I think. I hope it is just the fan and not some other issue right now.</div><div><br /></div><div>Onward and upward! Stay well, 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/2026/05/random-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/AVvXsEjqY4ISp0KzMjgu2SoTUqG-JTyCkNv5a0t1EAbOEH7LRnAuMbSWzZZOTNR6fbNMvRS-hCbyTYXgEuV1IEUlpUeiEJcLRi8yNRzzgKQM1qhBCgXUBYonczT3gwRyvF_IkPm43c162s4VhT3FrvjA0vWI_VspEsBcYi1tGPCBm-rv8liHppnOvBrtUSjM/s72-w300-h400-c/1000041357.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-9181118637997019453</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2026 15:24:13 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-19T11:24:13.435-04:00</atom:updated><title>In the Garden</title><description><div><i>67°f/19.4°C, breezy and mostly clear, but clouds moving in as I write this. Put in 2 hours in the gardens and stringtrimming.&nbsp; It was 80° by the time I finished up at 10am.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>I went out yesterday evening and took photos in the vegetable garden. Not the best light for it, but here they are.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is the middle section.&nbsp; In front right is a row of gladiolas and marigolds, along with a few radishes.</div><div>Then onions, a mix of red, yellow and white, then Tenderette bush beans, and beets and kale. The back is planted with the wax and the purple beans and a row of flower seeds, but none of these are up yet.&nbsp;</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhesVKpjmI0kIq1P2oU2Q6usg5pJFx59USrsYfa_WnEohyo0QIx2vY2OF46nxGohi67Z-DiLfZVR99M1GOXO8C5tvGnC-kzh-Eo_Xg5by-ovohqRab_Iw0v1ocqvB9EWzxAhbdzMMkVROFDnJGbJbfOtixNDIzDpEXehAmyLZQgmToJuMtSspcCJ0YP/s4000/1000041397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhesVKpjmI0kIq1P2oU2Q6usg5pJFx59USrsYfa_WnEohyo0QIx2vY2OF46nxGohi67Z-DiLfZVR99M1GOXO8C5tvGnC-kzh-Eo_Xg5by-ovohqRab_Iw0v1ocqvB9EWzxAhbdzMMkVROFDnJGbJbfOtixNDIzDpEXehAmyLZQgmToJuMtSspcCJ0YP/w300-h400/1000041397.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This is the front end of the garden. I have a few cheery-type tomatoes in here, a row of dill and a row of basil.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq581PtYGOmyi0VSenO6EyQccp9dAaRxO2wQKPdCUPNfeIWUotKbChgV5TGfcvIPeeZ0MkLEEFPaHboWemcykX7NaDbvpsp-nVJgtGrATPeLNtDCrynetaCSeF1bJiWW73NtCrWjjuGVIGPhaI4tzztbBDVCXJ19Ide9gcJJVlAUA29Eh5QqHK2Ijs/s4000/1000041393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq581PtYGOmyi0VSenO6EyQccp9dAaRxO2wQKPdCUPNfeIWUotKbChgV5TGfcvIPeeZ0MkLEEFPaHboWemcykX7NaDbvpsp-nVJgtGrATPeLNtDCrynetaCSeF1bJiWW73NtCrWjjuGVIGPhaI4tzztbBDVCXJ19Ide9gcJJVlAUA29Eh5QqHK2Ijs/w300-h400/1000041393.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The dill and basil are still tiny.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8H2EFOcNyYvCq81HfLC6GVd7GOvNA-uDVdP5kHiXanQymsHxTyhzv720r_3cYmKmWLbYLr-UMsOFMKf9BkgEbiLdWQk6iwyXhxHJflscRBg9R-lUPcsXONzmd9e85dOwztKqDTNjK8QudGiT0zHd1W-_QoMWBrJAkjwZnbKaVm17GDMQfBdpGF47W/s4000/1000041394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8H2EFOcNyYvCq81HfLC6GVd7GOvNA-uDVdP5kHiXanQymsHxTyhzv720r_3cYmKmWLbYLr-UMsOFMKf9BkgEbiLdWQk6iwyXhxHJflscRBg9R-lUPcsXONzmd9e85dOwztKqDTNjK8QudGiT0zHd1W-_QoMWBrJAkjwZnbKaVm17GDMQfBdpGF47W/w300-h400/1000041394.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I only planted one hill of yellow squash and one of zucchini. Last year I planted 2 of each and we were overrun with squash.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrfYbbCsE2bKEoGfPQLHn6nwa-oufVKROvAJwvU1bky0lfTjXqq0R9FA4XGLIp4NJ2bVP8JeGlaAA5H5ir9p2nR8y9MBwBAqBCOXnMYz0DMw0B4mboMcU1E-PS54zVbGUHn5tQm8GB6sc3w-6AsMiuSYSc0mkEp6h9v5B9wnwojhiTEFSvT-wiitgm/s4000/1000041395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrfYbbCsE2bKEoGfPQLHn6nwa-oufVKROvAJwvU1bky0lfTjXqq0R9FA4XGLIp4NJ2bVP8JeGlaAA5H5ir9p2nR8y9MBwBAqBCOXnMYz0DMw0B4mboMcU1E-PS54zVbGUHn5tQm8GB6sc3w-6AsMiuSYSc0mkEp6h9v5B9wnwojhiTEFSvT-wiitgm/w300-h400/1000041395.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The girls were curious! I have to think about having them here. They are a bit....smelly.&nbsp; Not terrible, but I think we need to move them further up the garden. I am a little worried about the smell come high summer.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQIQvtJXljiVWU8EG_qXC6lKUC-24VMVYaPGVGAf77t2s441NOdSkX-AmQtWXulC_wanGKJ01-YD7FL9vgXhBFNPAjJt60V1cZeahVRldf-jAjcmnLTQWzWDEinuMzmHFTEVzRrv4O6gF2O4P82pVnKwSObQMZHVuo5L4tXoh-asGQnNYQx69dVdH2/s4000/1000041396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQIQvtJXljiVWU8EG_qXC6lKUC-24VMVYaPGVGAf77t2s441NOdSkX-AmQtWXulC_wanGKJ01-YD7FL9vgXhBFNPAjJt60V1cZeahVRldf-jAjcmnLTQWzWDEinuMzmHFTEVzRrv4O6gF2O4P82pVnKwSObQMZHVuo5L4tXoh-asGQnNYQx69dVdH2/w300-h400/1000041396.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br />The broccoli and cabbage patch. Some plants have holes in the leaves. I treated them with diatomaceous earth, and am watching to see if I need to do something different.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilvFenXRylLMA3O-Frvxa6te0OkgEqERig7VZwewV9wVUmZk0XDWhDRWcbk5-lo2dLzzO-wLqkqtE2ViDxUwGy2e-m-gTOwJhYdUq8DDX07-6vHoqwN1XcGd9AzQVNHhxMCodICx3us2Rl_5x2RAKx-K0Kfx8ZT_oRxl7V7sVjzWjmY8pYXMMiqnpa/s4000/1000041399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilvFenXRylLMA3O-Frvxa6te0OkgEqERig7VZwewV9wVUmZk0XDWhDRWcbk5-lo2dLzzO-wLqkqtE2ViDxUwGy2e-m-gTOwJhYdUq8DDX07-6vHoqwN1XcGd9AzQVNHhxMCodICx3us2Rl_5x2RAKx-K0Kfx8ZT_oRxl7V7sVjzWjmY8pYXMMiqnpa/w300-h400/1000041399.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The rattlesnake beans are on this arch over the brassicas.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XN-zDBvShZtqtA1JrWYEEMXKnKTG3jbrDoWTNpvISEJJVVtafmCgOjtAU6lBi_RXCqaUm-9NFdgsq_GhiR6y0E3iwb8cVxjoaeFdgJiaou2CkSrkVBKkGwcoGbQt0cXWmuyJ1NK6cozTTwKcY-UGbsPzzNo5D8sWMMUGvwLhdv4k6c0UPDZPVyEG/s4000/1000041400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XN-zDBvShZtqtA1JrWYEEMXKnKTG3jbrDoWTNpvISEJJVVtafmCgOjtAU6lBi_RXCqaUm-9NFdgsq_GhiR6y0E3iwb8cVxjoaeFdgJiaou2CkSrkVBKkGwcoGbQt0cXWmuyJ1NK6cozTTwKcY-UGbsPzzNo5D8sWMMUGvwLhdv4k6c0UPDZPVyEG/w300-h400/1000041400.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>My teeny tiny onions, started from seed! This photo is much zoomed. They actually look like thin new grass.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKVmhNSmz4Tz3MRMezbLDL6qepsb_Qw2SlUk58mOFJv2-6ioEcGQ9Io20Pj52QfmBTT82xO-p2EWBUqJgA3AMLblh7EudkwFJA2lKMvWCur-BKYkf6CWxj7VmI5jCxwREma910YJF4XHuz8ROhD-aRAxgkjOjvLDrSo6ARJJz1vn9ulk6pz1n-4w2i/s4000/1000041401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKVmhNSmz4Tz3MRMezbLDL6qepsb_Qw2SlUk58mOFJv2-6ioEcGQ9Io20Pj52QfmBTT82xO-p2EWBUqJgA3AMLblh7EudkwFJA2lKMvWCur-BKYkf6CWxj7VmI5jCxwREma910YJF4XHuz8ROhD-aRAxgkjOjvLDrSo6ARJJz1vn9ulk6pz1n-4w2i/w300-h400/1000041401.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The lettuce patch, green ice and red sails, with radishes in between. Above that is the kale the cat dug up, and spinach.&nbsp; Somewhere, either here or in the middle section, I planted bok choi, but can't remember where!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3UaVAN9Ti0lXb1IEa4QVMaeTtXumJUjm4jj0l2_eiJ41oiyD0e3513Hb7Wd66kR-ByEjQJVvtepXM9u-YICxFbd3Vos9t2k0h7PqvPjxm7WPTMXnVGICzmiKEYC5bFhQkjkaPC1VcxS_0OoPsQnxQfEpTUF9W8pSx1yUrIxnMiQWKjNSV4M4YnSbE/s4000/1000041402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3UaVAN9Ti0lXb1IEa4QVMaeTtXumJUjm4jj0l2_eiJ41oiyD0e3513Hb7Wd66kR-ByEjQJVvtepXM9u-YICxFbd3Vos9t2k0h7PqvPjxm7WPTMXnVGICzmiKEYC5bFhQkjkaPC1VcxS_0OoPsQnxQfEpTUF9W8pSx1yUrIxnMiQWKjNSV4M4YnSbE/w300-h400/1000041402.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And above the kale and spinach, a row of carrots and leeks (the leeks disnt get in the photo, but they're tiny anyway), the peppers, then a row of ornamental corn. That's horseradish in the top left corner. Running at right angles to this area is two rows of sweet corn and the purple asparagus patch. The asparagus is completely overrun with ground ivy, which we will have to deal with soon.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJzAq2OP8L1nTrqnOHtPbE3uzrzuxyVFM0z8JsL6CYGTqJN0fvpNrA2q0C4YlDgp6SQUPwtWtsBCDmpPdP2i4Ymn_LuedkSeZVpjnn4mQHoZ4qR3x7je6MsjPyLf9yJn92NCHtT_wYLN4iIb0Csui00d_ScZ7Fz680vJCAqRe2zJktvSL4jUAi0CAQ/s4000/1000041403.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJzAq2OP8L1nTrqnOHtPbE3uzrzuxyVFM0z8JsL6CYGTqJN0fvpNrA2q0C4YlDgp6SQUPwtWtsBCDmpPdP2i4Ymn_LuedkSeZVpjnn4mQHoZ4qR3x7je6MsjPyLf9yJn92NCHtT_wYLN4iIb0Csui00d_ScZ7Fz680vJCAqRe2zJktvSL4jUAi0CAQ/w300-h400/1000041403.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Looking down through the garden. That first arch is where I just planted lima beans.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhthMMuckVinqlaARGbTkLZRdCuXDSGsqoyAg1EI0X9QrWd8Gq0PwQpIuJzOz7Fg4O2mjMBf3ZWrIfPr5IDrFH4sADZIhv19nFbF8U0OVOak4FT2yTJFNqWXZYqYAbPjMYxxMxF9GwAfBr6nT5LhY1thiKp1_q9AxnNCtsF-vKtrlue2zkk09J2qXAj/s4000/1000041405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhthMMuckVinqlaARGbTkLZRdCuXDSGsqoyAg1EI0X9QrWd8Gq0PwQpIuJzOz7Fg4O2mjMBf3ZWrIfPr5IDrFH4sADZIhv19nFbF8U0OVOak4FT2yTJFNqWXZYqYAbPjMYxxMxF9GwAfBr6nT5LhY1thiKp1_q9AxnNCtsF-vKtrlue2zkk09J2qXAj/w300-h400/1000041405.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>A peek at Larry's garden, complete with Mr. Blowy on duty to keep critters away. The front row is onions, then a row of potatoes, then 3 rows of tomatoes, and 2 rows of sweet corn.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpFANw0V_UZsNvI6bpSwQveJdEOdlsCjUqM1EWYJnLKe4rAg5vnoluxX2SBmf_TrnY8fododiDXFZeIrXYW-_qz3fRHpxPP7VL0x8h1HAShzlnDd38qehHSkJo41YzPRp-08GcdSan1QYDprg_k1GQtROwlYZbTsEpJ-VDDVCjQx7Oof6LGEkX9GJ/s4000/1000041406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpFANw0V_UZsNvI6bpSwQveJdEOdlsCjUqM1EWYJnLKe4rAg5vnoluxX2SBmf_TrnY8fododiDXFZeIrXYW-_qz3fRHpxPP7VL0x8h1HAShzlnDd38qehHSkJo41YzPRp-08GcdSan1QYDprg_k1GQtROwlYZbTsEpJ-VDDVCjQx7Oof6LGEkX9GJ/w300-h400/1000041406.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The cucumbers are on the first arch. They are struggling.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhreINQ2hdOusdDD3A6rBctxv1zKxAk9PLeIyuNgd6wv2OCNCHjTPA-ylGRGyEpUc-y2zUZvxHbPVfiUHBAzkG3udNQsmYRSStkCFtPwvbvP0ejTvip79BfXX3qfM1HNZvJxDjAKqT9sWL3kIPGggA7USX_Zw1ITRtw43bEt3ch4_NhVXySxASNobUp/s4000/1000041407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhreINQ2hdOusdDD3A6rBctxv1zKxAk9PLeIyuNgd6wv2OCNCHjTPA-ylGRGyEpUc-y2zUZvxHbPVfiUHBAzkG3udNQsmYRSStkCFtPwvbvP0ejTvip79BfXX3qfM1HNZvJxDjAKqT9sWL3kIPGggA7USX_Zw1ITRtw43bEt3ch4_NhVXySxASNobUp/w300-h400/1000041407.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>These, on the upper side of the arch look okay though. Under this arch I just planted the rest of the onion sets I had, along with more lettuce, and radishes&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLzkJ_ypBXtGWc7ImIaM66M3gjUW0XrgNAm7T2kfWmk06V7bKDo_phGxK7A9Z1gtNz-OQxrkTJ5FUgIr9ULv1hBhO2TB04H1OX2iTe1l9jyKMUn6Jco2iRwE9XdPSQ8nZ1WLQt9WxQXmtHbxB2p7kqAEEc8J4XlEX6nCxLCjLF3qgE8nfe3e1EI0s7/s4000/1000041408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLzkJ_ypBXtGWc7ImIaM66M3gjUW0XrgNAm7T2kfWmk06V7bKDo_phGxK7A9Z1gtNz-OQxrkTJ5FUgIr9ULv1hBhO2TB04H1OX2iTe1l9jyKMUn6Jco2iRwE9XdPSQ8nZ1WLQt9WxQXmtHbxB2p7kqAEEc8J4XlEX6nCxLCjLF3qgE8nfe3e1EI0s7/w300-h400/1000041408.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Just wanted to show this interesting plant. It's a type of henbane, an ornamental variety. It looks pretty with the Mexican primroses.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLonjgi85nk99tQrtmT8wIb2joNdSPFPtbNPptHDspJbNVO-aFv-xidSRH7atg9_ss9XU4CDeUG-jYWRX64skjZ_PNxhaR-VURbm2hu34dD2IT9hNg1dwjDI3oiYyc4IEyrNnD0HzTtiEfjLX1HlfjWG0VMhyx1Hom9EnpdvwPe9ctNEEwkwCAhanb/s4000/1000041409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLonjgi85nk99tQrtmT8wIb2joNdSPFPtbNPptHDspJbNVO-aFv-xidSRH7atg9_ss9XU4CDeUG-jYWRX64skjZ_PNxhaR-VURbm2hu34dD2IT9hNg1dwjDI3oiYyc4IEyrNnD0HzTtiEfjLX1HlfjWG0VMhyx1Hom9EnpdvwPe9ctNEEwkwCAhanb/w300-h400/1000041409.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And last, my only David Austyn rose, 5 years old and nowhere near the large shrub it was supposed to be. But the blooms have the most heavenly fragrance.&nbsp; The chair protects it from Larry's weedeatee and the dogs!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLKJxvnrcKk1a3sQWw3bhLDg3Ot79Ag94cL3x4i6FY5Cnb7cGMaUDebBeX2hCXa6K8NiFjq777JKUkqXjaZMMbJClRsyOurvS2KRb037xPaKQyMtp6mUBLqYnQgCqQWjzjCzYywmJc6lJqOWlqdOYeUrWAE2A9jwSAfZm6LYGb5i4Eiq6WOCNM5yW/s4000/1000041410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLKJxvnrcKk1a3sQWw3bhLDg3Ot79Ag94cL3x4i6FY5Cnb7cGMaUDebBeX2hCXa6K8NiFjq777JKUkqXjaZMMbJClRsyOurvS2KRb037xPaKQyMtp6mUBLqYnQgCqQWjzjCzYywmJc6lJqOWlqdOYeUrWAE2A9jwSAfZm6LYGb5i4Eiq6WOCNM5yW/w300-h400/1000041410.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>That's about it for the veggie gardens. Now, we need Mother Nature to cooperate,&nbsp; and she can be a very fickle lady!<br /><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/2026/05/in-garden.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/AVvXsEhesVKpjmI0kIq1P2oU2Q6usg5pJFx59USrsYfa_WnEohyo0QIx2vY2OF46nxGohi67Z-DiLfZVR99M1GOXO8C5tvGnC-kzh-Eo_Xg5by-ovohqRab_Iw0v1ocqvB9EWzxAhbdzMMkVROFDnJGbJbfOtixNDIzDpEXehAmyLZQgmToJuMtSspcCJ0YP/s72-w300-h400-c/1000041397.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>21</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-7606568717333803751</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2026 19:26:02 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-18T15:26:02.842-04:00</atom:updated><title>Smoldering</title><description><div><i>68f/20C, breezy, partly cloudy, humid and HOT. Currently 84f/29C. Whew.</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/AVvXsEhamohe-NjBMnZPSrTJJg0k_FZJNo3xo8-Kqh1DBl4eaSjsmvy4ny6m4BHdPv9li3J4JP2km6nTvSCfjxVaZAzLJ1E3UVhfF8hw_8S1UvLOin2RK1o8_-udQDxMyM3Yz7BZke2dcejJmnxFOdQrrwgysUlJQiHsU8HvcP7NdsPWg4c1EQ436oHdNGsL/s4000/1000041377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhamohe-NjBMnZPSrTJJg0k_FZJNo3xo8-Kqh1DBl4eaSjsmvy4ny6m4BHdPv9li3J4JP2km6nTvSCfjxVaZAzLJ1E3UVhfF8hw_8S1UvLOin2RK1o8_-udQDxMyM3Yz7BZke2dcejJmnxFOdQrrwgysUlJQiHsU8HvcP7NdsPWg4c1EQ436oHdNGsL/w300-h400/1000041377.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i><div><i><br /></i></div>One of the roses currently in bloom. I can't remember the name of it.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>You can believe we were up and out early this morning to get our outside work done!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I got a bit of a start on it yesterday evening, spraying roses and grapes for fungus and black rot, and then I finished planting my herb garden and put in the lima bean seeds and butternut squash seeds in my veggie garden. I was completely drenched with sweat by the time I was done, but this morning I was glad I had got that much done. I mulched most of the herb garden this morning, planted a few planters, and pulled bushels of that horrid ground ivy out of my flowerbeds while Larry moved rabbits into new cages and got his garden ready to plant more tomatoes.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>As usual, I have bought too many tomato plants, because we like so many different kinds. There's 4 kinds of cherry tomatoes, for example. Four! And of course, you have to get four or six, they don't sell just two. Then there are the Amish Paste tomatoes I am trying again--they didn't do well last time, but everyone swears by them, so we'll see. I like Brandywines and Better Boys, and of course the Black Prim. Larry likes yellow and pink tomatoes and the striped ones, which I am not sure I bought this time. Anyway, you can see how it is. The crazy part is that we usually get all we want to can for free from a friend, but that's a one-shot deal--go in and pick them all on one day. So we still need tomatoes for eating the rest of the time, and we ear a lot of them.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I think I have too many peppers too. There were 12 sweet banana plants, plus 4 chili peppers, and I think a dozen bell peppers. I'm not a fan of hot peppers at all, but I grow the chilis to dry and to make my own hot sauce.</div><div><br /></div><div>My garden is completely full now. Larry will have space for some bush pumpkins and another row of corn, and then his is done too. Of course, we will pull things like peas and onions when they're done, and probably replant with late corn or something. Anyway, all that's really left to do now is finish mulching, keep things weeded and tied up (tomatoes), and watch for bugs and such.&nbsp; I will try to remember to take some photos this evening, although a lot of plants are still pretty small and not much to look at.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSwxUa9NYDEAfwuf8C7BtbNGHScndppm8OqzVynuf21Eh0hhHrqxTVSL5YtMhsUT6_J9LDtU15gVu2C-MuWCpZvmeqxghoawpC0wckFG__mYkKwWYLXmmxtZ_Ul3HtnbpQKXNBUFIradpkPfsXCWLfSjc3dXYSAdv9xlLO2M_QnYpT2NSG_h6lMcc_/s4000/1000041379.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="1990" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSwxUa9NYDEAfwuf8C7BtbNGHScndppm8OqzVynuf21Eh0hhHrqxTVSL5YtMhsUT6_J9LDtU15gVu2C-MuWCpZvmeqxghoawpC0wckFG__mYkKwWYLXmmxtZ_Ul3HtnbpQKXNBUFIradpkPfsXCWLfSjc3dXYSAdv9xlLO2M_QnYpT2NSG_h6lMcc_/w199-h400/1000041379.jpg" width="199" /></a></div><div><i>The lawn furniture needs to be painted badly, and the patio pressure-washed. Maybe next week? I mixed the paint, using leftovers of various cans, and it came out pretty close to the same green that is on some of the chairs now.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>We did have a fire in the firepit last night, but watched it from the cool of the porch, under the ceiling fan! We may just do the same tonight. Having the fire makes us stop work and relax together, same as the fireplace does in winter. Otherwise we'd probably keep pushing until after dark. As it was, I still had to pack ebay before going to bed.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the middle of the day, I worked on pricing things for the booths, and Larry worked on cleaning up 4 chair frames that are part of another midcentury dinette set. This set has an aqua and green floral pattern, and I don't know if it will be as popular as the solid red and the aqua sets we've sold recently. I guess we'll find out.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I finished a few of the books in my stack. The<b><u> Country of the Pointed Firs</u></b> was an interesting read, particularly because I was reading through <b><u>Culpepper's Complete Herbal</u></b> at the same time. In The country of the Pointed Firs, the protagonist stays with a ladybwho was the local herb doctor who was always collecting herbs from her garden or the countryside. (Apparently people had a lot of trouble with their bowels and headaches back in the 1800's, because so many of the remedies in Culpepper's Herbal addressed those, as well as coughs and "female complaints".)</div><div><br /></div><div>I also finished <b><u>South-Facing Slope</u></b>. I can't say it recommend it but perhaps other find the essays by a Southern belle who marries an English country gentleman farmer interesting. I had a hard time with her sending her son off to boarding school when he was nine, although I suppose that's common practice among English well-to-do families. That, and many of her opinions and comments, I could not relate to.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>But <b><u>Traveling Light</u></b>, by Lynn Branard, was an absolute joy to read. Light, funny, touching, quirky, it was the kind of story that made you think, well, I guess I could see that happening,&nbsp; and then reading on to see what happens next. I will look for others by this author.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now in the reading stack: continuing with <b><u>The Assassin's Cloak </u></b>and <b><u>The Book of Days</u></b>, added<b style="text-decoration-line: underline;"> Women in the Kitchen</b> by Anne Willan, <b><u>The Last Letter of Rachel Ellsworth</u></b> by Barbara O'Beal and <b><u>The Country Diary Herbal</u></b> by Sarah Hollis.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not much else going on around here. Just trying to stay cool and hydrated!&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/2026/05/smoldering.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/AVvXsEhamohe-NjBMnZPSrTJJg0k_FZJNo3xo8-Kqh1DBl4eaSjsmvy4ny6m4BHdPv9li3J4JP2km6nTvSCfjxVaZAzLJ1E3UVhfF8hw_8S1UvLOin2RK1o8_-udQDxMyM3Yz7BZke2dcejJmnxFOdQrrwgysUlJQiHsU8HvcP7NdsPWg4c1EQ436oHdNGsL/s72-w300-h400-c/1000041377.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>27</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-7662391691676657630</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2026 18:19:32 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-17T14:39:37.314-04:00</atom:updated><title>Quiet Weekend </title><description><div><i>80°f/26.7°C already, and it's only noon. Humid as can be after a showery day yesterday, then thunderstorms last night.&nbsp;</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>So thankful for rain! At last, it was enough to get the gardens well-soaked. You can almost see the plants growing. A half-inch of good rain is a real blessing.</div><div><br /></div><div>It has been such a busy week that I have had little time to even think about what to write. Friday we worked hard in the gardens and yard. We put down cardboard and spread all the grass clippings mulch we picked up Thursday evening.&nbsp; I took a fall while we were getting that, didn't really hurt myself except for soreness, but I could not get up! That new knee would not bend enough for me to get the leverage I needed.&nbsp; Very annoying. Our friend Glenn got a stepstool and I got up easily enough then. But good grief, I can't carry a stepstool everywhere. So I will call my doctor and see about physical therapy so I can find an alternative way to get up. That should be fun.&nbsp; Not.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Poor Glenn was so worried I was hurt or had broken a bone. I told him God built me well-padded for a reason. Larry, on the other hand, was more concerned about whether it was his fault--- which it was, because he had, for no good reason, taken the truck way up the hill, so Glenn and I had to walk up, and I stepped in a hole. That's my man, self-defensive first and always, even though no one blamed him. But my strong bones stood me in good stead, again. This was the first time i have actually knelt on that knee, and it wasn't too bad, since it was on soft grass. Didn't even get a bruise!</div><div><br /></div><div>I finished planting the herb garden Friday evening, so now I just need to finish mulching it. I added more rosemary and lavender, along with French tarragon, more parsley, some anise hyssop, borage, and one that had no tag and I can't recall what it is.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday I took it easy. I went to our Ravenswood booth and had a good visit with Leah, the owner, who is facing brain surgery for an aneurism next week. She is scared, of course. It has been a rough year for her: first that weird infection last summer that almost killed her and took 5 months for recovery, then a small heart attack that required surgery to repair an artery, then last week her beloved dog died, and now this. Please keep her in your thoughts, and prayers if you pray.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I did a good booth tidying,&nbsp; which was needed since a cabinet and a table had sold, along with a few other large items. I hadn't brought in anything, so could just focus on rearranging. A stop at a thrift, the grocery store, and to pick up another cabinet, a rustic thing that will need sanding and new shelves, but for $5.00? Yes please. And that was pretty much my day.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Today? Well, very slow again! Just too hot and humid too fast, after being so cool for weeks. I made a big brunch of leftover waffles, blueberry syrup, sausage and eggs, coffee, and tomato juice. That will hold us til dinnertime!&nbsp; I also finally rearranged my hot weather/cold weather clothes, and we moved the old iron bed I won at the auction into my workroom.&nbsp; I thought it was a steal for $4.00.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFWCLxea91Sr8-N78reclJUtH0H2sQ8h9Od5chds_xrwda7Xf1IqaWQmOwmklwkOd4rZHq6b08TJCKEBul_0zKIdTnLCxapHKyXZygf8kN-3lD0ZZceHjupe-DJ-Wf4Eyy0el7tok3ptYvPwSmYlKNn98un3-K4CRCUngJAPvTRIW43s4bLgMm-6AK/s4000/1000041350.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFWCLxea91Sr8-N78reclJUtH0H2sQ8h9Od5chds_xrwda7Xf1IqaWQmOwmklwkOd4rZHq6b08TJCKEBul_0zKIdTnLCxapHKyXZygf8kN-3lD0ZZceHjupe-DJ-Wf4Eyy0el7tok3ptYvPwSmYlKNn98un3-K4CRCUngJAPvTRIW43s4bLgMm-6AK/w300-h400/1000041350.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>It needs one brass ball replaced which I can get on ebay, and just a good cleaning. I hope that this winter I will have that room cleared out enough to also add a dresser.&nbsp; It will still be my ebay storage and workroom, but having the extra bed will be nice. (The tall mirror with the gold frame was an auction buy too).</div><div><br /></div><div>Another thing from the auction was kinda funny: an Irobot roomba vacuum. I got it for $8, and felt pretty sure it wouldn't work, even though it was in the original box with all the papers, etc. But it works great (so far), and vacuumed the whole house this morning. I feel spoiled.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tomorrow I will be up early, getting done what I can before it gets hot again. The rhythm of our lives will shift to summer mode, outside work in the mornings and evenings, inside in the afternoons. Last week we had a firepit every evening, but I think that might not happen again until things cool off mid-week.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2026/05/quiet-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/AVvXsEhFWCLxea91Sr8-N78reclJUtH0H2sQ8h9Od5chds_xrwda7Xf1IqaWQmOwmklwkOd4rZHq6b08TJCKEBul_0zKIdTnLCxapHKyXZygf8kN-3lD0ZZceHjupe-DJ-Wf4Eyy0el7tok3ptYvPwSmYlKNn98un3-K4CRCUngJAPvTRIW43s4bLgMm-6AK/s72-w300-h400-c/1000041350.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-8925037045187093652</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2026 19:05:02 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-14T15:05:02.679-04:00</atom:updated><title>Thankful</title><description><div><i>47°f/8.3°C, cloudy.&nbsp;</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/AVvXsEhqe8PGaOF2fHe2CpZs431UtvxemXS4GlfIOIT6zCCthTszhu3ulZh9U4We7VxoxccylD2McTwIq1tJgF0d3_P309AYXzhjU-HkS05fPUVxMr8wEpJ3nPgKHp3vGTE5EKjjz2hJI1CcLt0jNcYBSMUeBMOcBTeFZZh8UmvIK0kAvCrDNZHL1_NTl_mm/s4000/1000041057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2426" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqe8PGaOF2fHe2CpZs431UtvxemXS4GlfIOIT6zCCthTszhu3ulZh9U4We7VxoxccylD2McTwIq1tJgF0d3_P309AYXzhjU-HkS05fPUVxMr8wEpJ3nPgKHp3vGTE5EKjjz2hJI1CcLt0jNcYBSMUeBMOcBTeFZZh8UmvIK0kAvCrDNZHL1_NTl_mm/w242-h400/1000041057.jpg" width="242" /></a></div><i>Such green! What beauty surrounds us every day.<br /><br /></i></div><div>I am thankful today for <a href="https://itsasmalltownlife.blogspot.com/?m=1"><b>blog friend Michelle</b></a>, who reminds us every Thursday to stop a moment and appreciate something good in our lives. Often I am so busy I don't take the time to say, yes, I am fortunate, or yes, this good thing happened.</div><div><br /></div><div>So today Larry had his twice yearly appointment with his doctor, and it was mostly good news. He's lost 10 pounds, blood pressure is amazing, blood sugar and other numbers all good.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Then we stopped for lunch at Shari's and met up with several friends there, one who just won a seat on the Ripley City Council. A former teacher, she is a bright, intelligent lady and will be a good council member. Shari's saved boxes for us to use as mulch in the garden, and our friend Glenn has a load of grass clippings for us too, which we will pick up this evening.</div><div><br /></div><div>Right now we are on the way to Ohio for the auction pickup. I was lucky enough to win a few quilts, an old iron bed, abd several other things, all for reasonable prices.</div><div><br /></div><div>So all good things, and I am grateful for them all. Thank you, Michelle, for the weekly reminder!</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/2026/05/thankful.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/AVvXsEhqe8PGaOF2fHe2CpZs431UtvxemXS4GlfIOIT6zCCthTszhu3ulZh9U4We7VxoxccylD2McTwIq1tJgF0d3_P309AYXzhjU-HkS05fPUVxMr8wEpJ3nPgKHp3vGTE5EKjjz2hJI1CcLt0jNcYBSMUeBMOcBTeFZZh8UmvIK0kAvCrDNZHL1_NTl_mm/s72-w242-h400-c/1000041057.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-4763441626580054278</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2026 16:23:52 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-13T12:23:52.265-04:00</atom:updated><title>Catching Up</title><description><div><i>47°f/8.3°C, rainshowers, overcast&nbsp;</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>I am so grateful for the rain we have had this morning. It is badly needed, although we are not as bad off as many areas. But my is it chilly! We tried to take our morning coffee out on the porch, but even with a sweatshirt on, it was too cold to stay out there more than a few minutes. The plants are quite happy, and I am wishing I had got more in the ground yesterday evening instead of pruning bushes. So much needs to be done at this time of year!&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBBfIMamUphyWo3CMrOqaehTQVBhdiWH06N-vBrCzQHwqTGk6lvMrYkd6Bada9PTnJFOocVo6dutmwpc3JT_hxOPz2ykWZzGaWNx0LjNMclec2Fi8jGytoc8g_OhFb3vS6kk_Jq8b7yW3DopbV-0BS37-cA_GR4dp-rzACpX358rgWAGSCgNnjgyfd/s4000/1000040671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBBfIMamUphyWo3CMrOqaehTQVBhdiWH06N-vBrCzQHwqTGk6lvMrYkd6Bada9PTnJFOocVo6dutmwpc3JT_hxOPz2ykWZzGaWNx0LjNMclec2Fi8jGytoc8g_OhFb3vS6kk_Jq8b7yW3DopbV-0BS37-cA_GR4dp-rzACpX358rgWAGSCgNnjgyfd/w300-h400/1000040671.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>A start on mulching the herb garden</i></div></i><div><br /></div><div>I did get several tomato plants in, and a few replacement cabbage plants, as something ate some of the early ones. Monday I also planted pepper and marigold plants, and seeded sweet corn, purpke and wax bush beans, and a row of flower seeds I collected from my garden last fall. My basil and dill are up, and I think some of the onion seeds, although they are so tiny it's hard to see them. First time I have tried growing onions from seed. I planted more kale, lettuce, radishes seeds and onion sets too. The garden is just about full. I got more mulch put down but ran out of boxes, so will have to get some in town tomorrow.&nbsp; I use hay or straw on top of the cardboard and it has been great for my soil.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz-PTzxRUF0kTiaXtnM-4vZINLvS4Ks1zdXmYtmwjTO8sAbj4Qj8o8yKJoqQioIWw4sb-L-uszQDGYeB33cD6mBaFCQg8ioHJR27J_9dWNIIGVetuHKHa3JZxbWCPD-r1pzBvKxsGBBBfHen3mC4PnPnAK6ssaN3v7tx37FCxIbfcbae0Lb7_MA5fB/s4000/1000041008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz-PTzxRUF0kTiaXtnM-4vZINLvS4Ks1zdXmYtmwjTO8sAbj4Qj8o8yKJoqQioIWw4sb-L-uszQDGYeB33cD6mBaFCQg8ioHJR27J_9dWNIIGVetuHKHa3JZxbWCPD-r1pzBvKxsGBBBfHen3mC4PnPnAK6ssaN3v7tx37FCxIbfcbae0Lb7_MA5fB/w300-h400/1000041008.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div><i>My Mother's Day breakfast! I had to make it myself, since Larry doesn't know how to nake waffles,&nbsp; but it was a real treat.&nbsp;</i></div><div><br /></div><div>We picked up more bagged mulch yesterday for the herb garden, more soil for my planters and plants to go in them, and 2 more cattle panels to use as trellis for the tomatoes. If you're not sure what a cattle panel is, <a href="https://seedtofork.com/tomato-trellis/"><b>here's a link</b></a> to a gardener using them like we are going. They have become very popular for garden uses. At about $30 each, they are an investment for sure, but we should be able to use them for as long as we continue to garden. I am tired of buying stakes that rot after a couple years, and those tomato cages are pricey now, and in my opinion don't work very well.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_X1tjBBJlhkOjXU7Kr-H53Nuln0EKOokSMCftBhsTiXpD3Ipe9nJmSiVzzllEfyd5CR_ReUCn3ES_0WgFx6ZPxTs4D2e2NJFCi8oews4KuyLtavAisQJc3V0mk5CgUiLsDCTNNS8BFl1eU5Su4cdDYEAC9WUcmLiTfvtOdztvuEvKKfbg1GBaR_N/s4000/1000040670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0_X1tjBBJlhkOjXU7Kr-H53Nuln0EKOokSMCftBhsTiXpD3Ipe9nJmSiVzzllEfyd5CR_ReUCn3ES_0WgFx6ZPxTs4D2e2NJFCi8oews4KuyLtavAisQJc3V0mk5CgUiLsDCTNNS8BFl1eU5Su4cdDYEAC9WUcmLiTfvtOdztvuEvKKfbg1GBaR_N/w300-h400/1000040670.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i>Drift roses take so little care, one reason to love them.&nbsp;</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>Since it's wet and more rain on the way, I will have an indoor day, hopefully finishing up the chest of drawers I have been working on intermittently, and getting things priced for the booths. Right now I don't have a single thing priced, so I need to get busy on that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday while shopping, I heard some radio station playing a country music song. The theme of the song was the same as thousands, probably millions, of other songs: love relationships. Most of these songs focus on romantic love and all its many complications inherent in such love. I don't know about you, but I get tired of the same ol' same ol'. I really don't care if she doesn't love him, or he cheats on her, or hearing how the singer is promising forever love in his/her desperation to get the other into bed. It's not that I dislike romance, but I am so happy when I hear a song with some other storyline!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>And that got me thinking about love. Which made me think about the old veteran we met the other day, and his daughter taking such good care of him. Then yesterday a lady in line at the register in front of me had 2 full grocery carts of plants. A woman after my own heart! She told me that these were all for her parents' flowerbeds. She had already planted hers, and she always does theirs for them. "They love flowers so much," she said. "This just makes them happy."&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Behind me in line was a younger lady who was buying a straw garden hat. I offered to let her go in front of me, since i had quite a lot to check out. "That's okay," she said. "I take care of my grandfather, but today my daughter is home with him, so I get a break. I'm in no hurry!"</div><div><br /></div><div>To me, these women all deserve love songs written about them. That's the real deep love that we all long for, isn't it, the kind that's there through thick and thin, not asking for anything in return. But I guess it's just not sexy enough for airtime.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>And ending with this ad in a local Facebook group. Iris, I can see you driving this!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTYEz8ZOAG2PEiOEaL4xqGrO_N93SkvLebQBpnitGawr4G2izoJGo9y8NZ8fzsI_jffudhzSxlm0bsRjxt51EIGGk7-i8hAi62odxRZNctvqB9uAcnKg2NNtmcKmn4lFP38Uwg1i5fykfYNeplyeVlT5BYfuG36YgO1Fobw5ToV53-4BeXl2LC6WvQ/s2340/1000041047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2340" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTYEz8ZOAG2PEiOEaL4xqGrO_N93SkvLebQBpnitGawr4G2izoJGo9y8NZ8fzsI_jffudhzSxlm0bsRjxt51EIGGk7-i8hAi62odxRZNctvqB9uAcnKg2NNtmcKmn4lFP38Uwg1i5fykfYNeplyeVlT5BYfuG36YgO1Fobw5ToV53-4BeXl2LC6WvQ/w185-h400/1000041047.jpg" width="185" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></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/2026/05/catching-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/AVvXsEgBBfIMamUphyWo3CMrOqaehTQVBhdiWH06N-vBrCzQHwqTGk6lvMrYkd6Bada9PTnJFOocVo6dutmwpc3JT_hxOPz2ykWZzGaWNx0LjNMclec2Fi8jGytoc8g_OhFb3vS6kk_Jq8b7yW3DopbV-0BS37-cA_GR4dp-rzACpX358rgWAGSCgNnjgyfd/s72-w300-h400-c/1000040671.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-6700321655227175461</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2026 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-10T12:57:03.149-04:00</atom:updated><title>Just About People</title><description><div><i>49°f/9.4°C, mostly cloudy. Won't get very warm today, again.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Being on the road so much last week meant running into interesting people.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Like the man at the VA. He was tall and thin, sitting there quietly, but had rings on every single finger. Some you might call women's rings, though they looked manly enough on his hands. I asked if he minded if I looked at them, and he held them up for me to see.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>"Tiger eye?", I asked, and he responded, with difficulty, "Cat eye." He tried to say more, but struggled, and his daughter beside him said, "He had a stroke last year,&nbsp; and it messed up his ability to speak."&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Still, we had a good conversation.&nbsp; I commented how frustrating it must be to know what you want to say but be unable to say it, and he nodded emphatically and grinned. I watched as he and his daughter (with whom he lives), through gestures and his halting, broken words, communicated. It was like watching charades, as she would ask, "Is this what you mean?" He would nod or shake his head, and in this way they worked out what he wanted to say. Her patience was a lesson in loving, and it was clear to see he adored her.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Then at a store there was the strikingly beautiful woman in her early 60's whose head was completely shaved. I asked, "Is your hairstyle a choice? Because you look amazing!"</div><div><br /></div><div>"Well," she said, "it is and it isn't.&nbsp; I am going to have to have radiation and they said I will lose my hair, so I decided to just shave it off."</div><div><br /></div><div>"It suits you," I said. And she replied, "I think I might just keep it this way. I like it!"</div><div><br /></div><div>At the Farmer's Market, a lady was running the register at the place where I bought the Mothman chips. A lady came over and asked, "How are you doing, Ruth?"</div><div><br /></div><div>"I'm a little tired," Ruth said.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>A man came over and said, "She's <i>very</i> tired. She's going home as soon as she finishes serving this lady, right, Mom?"&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I asked Ruth, "Do you enjoy working here?"</div><div><br /></div><div>"Yes," she replied, "it's something to do. I do get tired,&nbsp; but I like getting out. "</div><div><br /></div><div>"If you don't mind my asking, how old are you?"</div><div><br /></div><div>"I'm 80 my next birthday!"&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>80, and still working at the market a few days a week. Go, Ruth!</div><div><br /></div><div>Also at the market: three young black men smelling and identifying (correctly) the herb plants, and&nbsp; another young man pushing a stroller holding identical twin girls. He couldn't go more than a few steps without being stopped by women who wanted to tell him how adorable the babies were.&nbsp;</div><div>I told him he should rent them out to single guys as they were such excellent girl magnets!</div><div><br /></div><div>At the Goodwill, I carried a 5-foot long set of longhorns to the counter. "Whoa", said the young male clerk. "Yeah," I said, "I was feeling a little horny." He laughed til tears ran down his cheeks. "I was <i>not</i>&nbsp;expecting that!"&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I think he meant hearing it from someone as old as I am. If he knew me, he would have known better.</div><div><br /></div><div>And last, at dinner last night, a friend of Derek's who served in the National Guard in Iraq joined us at our table. Brian was there for a graduation party group, but their table was pretty much full, and he was happy to sit with us. I was so entertained as he, Derek, and Larry shared military stories. Some funny, some surprising, others, well...the kind you don't tell your mother until years after the fact. One story really struck me. When they were deployed to Iraq for the third time, they had to go to a training for those coming in-country. The trainer was a young second lieutenant who was in Iraq for the first time.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>As the guy started the training, Brian raised his hand and said, "Sir, many of us were in regular service before joining the Guard, and some have been here in Iraq before too." The second lieutenant paused, and said, "Right. So how many of you were in regular Army before?" Hands went up. "How about Marines?" More hands. He went through all branches of the service, and in the end there were only a handful without prior experience. "Well, I guess the rest of you can go," he said.</div><div><br /></div><div>There were so many stories from Iraq, Korea, Germany, and of course Larry's tales from Vietnam. So many experiences, yet here they were, safely home, eating dinner together. I doubt they saw it as I did, these three men. It was just their lives, but to me it was a testament to resiliency, strength, and a whole lot of luck.</div><div><br /></div><div>All for today. Happy Mothers Day to those of you celebrating.&nbsp; Hold those children tight!</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/2026/05/just-about-people.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-442674375990219199</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2026 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-08T23:34:02.197-04:00</atom:updated><title>What a Week</title><description><div><i>47°/8.3°C this morning, clear bit later mixed clouds and sun. Warmed to 73°.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>What a wild ride this week has been! One of those weeks where we had to go out almost every day. I hate that. I am a much happier camper when I can be home for several days, or even a week or two, with no trips out. But sometimes life sure intervenes.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAGO41KnHhmRmlsuKaUL3bGws6K-EoMvE5ng3N8eOpTuL9reD_Y7x54X3c-rHdtJtWqLB6RCitE6QF_Q3uRgyGIRjpvNW9cxZse_AGO895yW3aOIdOCB_K1qEyPD6AO9KqLaxFmQEOaFnw6v4bavHscMYuRuKY9S9eVJlXvSMpw8qU5oxbybvM0h_T/s4000/1000040755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAGO41KnHhmRmlsuKaUL3bGws6K-EoMvE5ng3N8eOpTuL9reD_Y7x54X3c-rHdtJtWqLB6RCitE6QF_Q3uRgyGIRjpvNW9cxZse_AGO895yW3aOIdOCB_K1qEyPD6AO9KqLaxFmQEOaFnw6v4bavHscMYuRuKY9S9eVJlXvSMpw8qU5oxbybvM0h_T/w300-h400/1000040755.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div><i>A better photo of that black iris. Just stunning, I think.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Tuesday was open mic; Wednesday we needed gas, groceries, line for the string trimmer, and we dropped off the riding mower at a repair guy 's place in the evening. So that day was a bust. No garden work at all. Thursday Larry had a VA appointment in Charleston. I was happily reading blogs and doing my puzzles, still in my nightgown, at 9:45am, having had a rough night's sleep due to arm and shoulder pain (should never have helped load that mower!). Suddenly I realized that we were to be in Charleston,&nbsp; 50+ miles away, in 30 minutes! Hollered for Larry, who was messing around outside, called the VA to explain, and we got there an hour and a half late. Fortunately it was just for blood work, so they were pretty flexible. Whew.</div><div><br /></div><div>Since we were in Charleston, we stopped at the Farmer's market for herb plants. I want to expand my selection of herbs, and there's just nowhere closer. And since we were there, we decided to have lunch at Soho's, a restaurant we like in the market. As we were sitting down, in walked my friend Suzy and her friend Karen! 50 miles from home, what a coincidence. So we enjoyed a nice lunch, did our shopping, and got a call on the way home that our mower was already fixed.</div><div><br /></div><div>One thing I bought at the market that was <i>not </i>a plant:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bc8I-K0ffHsVtr_x2nBRhyGawrJero3_lBYt5GAnStw8yynDwFBRIJrSsNNOQdcL2kuHDjPRj6ugMfdKyLbflXeMZHfJfDRUKvxyFZahmSF2a0Eidf-kl_aHyXvinwX0j_eOOg18-01kjPhBFL2Sghq57js__h4V0t-G_qbg6Y0LB2MsHWsIm_wv/s4000/1000040739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bc8I-K0ffHsVtr_x2nBRhyGawrJero3_lBYt5GAnStw8yynDwFBRIJrSsNNOQdcL2kuHDjPRj6ugMfdKyLbflXeMZHfJfDRUKvxyFZahmSF2a0Eidf-kl_aHyXvinwX0j_eOOg18-01kjPhBFL2Sghq57js__h4V0t-G_qbg6Y0LB2MsHWsIm_wv/w300-h400/1000040739.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>These are going to granddaughter Sarah, a Mothman fan. I also bought some Aztec chocolates for granddaughter Grace, from a chocolatier who makes the best chocolates in the state. These are Grace's favorites, and she can't get them where she lives.&nbsp;<br /><div><br /></div><div>I was amazed that the mower was ready so fast.&nbsp; How often does anything get fixed that fast? So home to get the truck and pick up the mower. It turned out that the problem was electrical,&nbsp; and a fuse box and a few other parts had to be replaced. Who knew mowers had fuseboxes! The cost was reasonable, and it was such a relief to find someone so close who can do this work.</div><div><br /></div><div>A few photos from the road to the repair shop, which is only a few miles from home.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsGueklZEPCtS8YcJdU3vtWR_gZEdsUMcgH8fbqobBdcI_pQDHUVOshmRCrLZ2u7n-kumbbYg8JpIIpNjwp-wWbmlA_tB_Tna56sK9MekUBg4LjCbpG_sAp-axupxP6eWizvuDRcsrO_wWDchPedc0zQW-YaxwI3CBWlLoQn-mNeTUm9z73BWbYja/s3176/20260506_173439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3176" data-original-width="2270" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsGueklZEPCtS8YcJdU3vtWR_gZEdsUMcgH8fbqobBdcI_pQDHUVOshmRCrLZ2u7n-kumbbYg8JpIIpNjwp-wWbmlA_tB_Tna56sK9MekUBg4LjCbpG_sAp-axupxP6eWizvuDRcsrO_wWDchPedc0zQW-YaxwI3CBWlLoQn-mNeTUm9z73BWbYja/w286-h400/20260506_173439.jpg" width="286" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNKHeeO3vKrMeebELTZ3aIMUlNe9qyrSxJ3b-ywj5FMtbOCuwnIizwnhK47iklmKJ2KL2qPOM3KKlszLKKFQcqeO8ZKIAbqwTwQqiBTGhKse6f301E6rGK1aZyANIAqaLJ9gogGOoX1ds3ptTKL18Y2VUugKUSCZPnwOa6iovZNBrGMJuw3rZoXjMX/s2900/20260506_173444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2670" data-original-width="2900" height="369" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNKHeeO3vKrMeebELTZ3aIMUlNe9qyrSxJ3b-ywj5FMtbOCuwnIizwnhK47iklmKJ2KL2qPOM3KKlszLKKFQcqeO8ZKIAbqwTwQqiBTGhKse6f301E6rGK1aZyANIAqaLJ9gogGOoX1ds3ptTKL18Y2VUugKUSCZPnwOa6iovZNBrGMJuw3rZoXjMX/w400-h369/20260506_173444.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>One of the oldest homes in our county:<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaPOYpnJUjroeXI3yUpvkVGoCG7vTg2LjwlBqZHKZvXpkZDuaSCuTKrV3JZfSPQtWTCiIFVL2kiPsV44OIJLGaW8m95hflmq5ZfwmKzu58LfdGzN2-BtCpToxysEo5YValC7UNwjvmqLxIRf5q15p3_yCzvqUCSWAZA5L7Fw9VCbJkd4p1KZLfyZmS/s3048/20260506_173503(0).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3048" data-original-width="2552" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaPOYpnJUjroeXI3yUpvkVGoCG7vTg2LjwlBqZHKZvXpkZDuaSCuTKrV3JZfSPQtWTCiIFVL2kiPsV44OIJLGaW8m95hflmq5ZfwmKzu58LfdGzN2-BtCpToxysEo5YValC7UNwjvmqLxIRf5q15p3_yCzvqUCSWAZA5L7Fw9VCbJkd4p1KZLfyZmS/w335-h400/20260506_173503(0).jpg" width="335" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaM9C6C6BeysJCNPlsC_UyGnRvguMe5xFtPAJLWK1fND7VtHrkpo3U1wbwh5lcSxCYF2qLqm_-rOKXad5GeYwZ_Vp3Vp1BGJsC8PAYUHS5FpEmiReSbUypPEK3d5pnJZ6tYZ06Lol_1IA3zOz4JsNPAuWB2YdFv237nXhCQLXe61-sepuWlSpXndHK/s1694/20260506_173456(0).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1694" data-original-width="1292" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaM9C6C6BeysJCNPlsC_UyGnRvguMe5xFtPAJLWK1fND7VtHrkpo3U1wbwh5lcSxCYF2qLqm_-rOKXad5GeYwZ_Vp3Vp1BGJsC8PAYUHS5FpEmiReSbUypPEK3d5pnJZ6tYZ06Lol_1IA3zOz4JsNPAuWB2YdFv237nXhCQLXe61-sepuWlSpXndHK/w305-h400/20260506_173456(0).jpg" width="305" /></a></div><br /><div>On the way home, we were behind this poor wrecked Jeep being hauled to the junkyard. A bad wreck happened just a little earlier, and the driver had to be life-flighted by helicopter to Morgantown. So sad, and sobering. Apparently they were just going too fast and lost control in a curve. I haven't heard anything about who the driver was, or their condition, but they certainly have our prayers.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1BenTx98ikkhWY8oMGgKvEkZF2H5GK9KlVI1XCHJPekwxwfySGvZ2QmuiXT31QwqNhnb4fuXgl_HoxAFXDd_pbdnUQvjiEDx4oZhih5o3dLly4AMeZC5RKoEOxjbHRfCV_hiqKcV9hrWDgPJiPPGXdTKgBS6VP6LHDWaYrsbI_-poAkRhrlOKsZfK/s4000/1000040743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1BenTx98ikkhWY8oMGgKvEkZF2H5GK9KlVI1XCHJPekwxwfySGvZ2QmuiXT31QwqNhnb4fuXgl_HoxAFXDd_pbdnUQvjiEDx4oZhih5o3dLly4AMeZC5RKoEOxjbHRfCV_hiqKcV9hrWDgPJiPPGXdTKgBS6VP6LHDWaYrsbI_-poAkRhrlOKsZfK/w300-h400/1000040743.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>I had our son Derek stop by to help unload the mower. (Not going to ever get involved with loading or unloading it again. Learned my lesson as my arms and shoulders are still giving me heck at night.) Derek stayed around a while to enjoy the firepit with us. That was nice.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Today was booth day, but a light one because I have had little time to get anything ready. So we had lunch at Shari's with a group of friends, and it was such a good time. So many stories, I am pretty sure all of us left with brown legs due to the large amount of BS around that table! There were stories of snake-handling churches and church revivals, most of them pretty funny.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Our friend Bill said he was at a revival once and the preacher was telling the story of David and Goliath. The preacher was really wound up and getting into the story, and as he was telling about David using his slingshot to shoot Goliath, the preacher yelled, "He just pulled back as far as he could, and let that stone fly, and it hit that big son of a b**** right between the eyes!" The congregation was stunned for a minute before everyone broke out laughing.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Larry told them about a church he went to once, in Lincoln County, WV. There was a girl who went to church there that he was sweet on, so he agreed to go to a service with her. Suddenly a man picked up a box and started taking rattlesnakes and copperheads out of the box and handing them to people. Larry said he was out the door fast! And that if there hadn't already been a door there, he'd have made them a new one!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>After finishing the booths, we had a couple extra stops, one to pick up an armoire, another to buy a beautiful brass candelabra from a friend who is also a reseller.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ0JvSOtNgqoeJug3Z7H-K6HOFFWvZtvD2kkLYoM-LsrO7YhirD5PWuCu5kpjK9-r7QqLcBpsqHdv0f5HJMuK9O_3OZ3x8c8gLC1orkztAJl3CM3GAOUCJD9Ulb4xkwBrOXg-w6MtJcwQffW9FOIedVwXwjJqkzQw-4iRwASFCITFWuv3VlufS1zXO/s1402/1000040752.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1402" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ0JvSOtNgqoeJug3Z7H-K6HOFFWvZtvD2kkLYoM-LsrO7YhirD5PWuCu5kpjK9-r7QqLcBpsqHdv0f5HJMuK9O_3OZ3x8c8gLC1orkztAJl3CM3GAOUCJD9Ulb4xkwBrOXg-w6MtJcwQffW9FOIedVwXwjJqkzQw-4iRwASFCITFWuv3VlufS1zXO/w309-h400/1000040752.jpg" width="309" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>That armoire was heavy, and no one was there that could help load it, of course. I think i need to take some weightlifting training if I am going to keep on hoisting heavy stuff about.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Then finally, home, where our dofs were overjoyed to see us. Dinner was leftover cream of asparagus soup, a free pizza bread (given to us at a restaurant on Wednesday because they said they messed up the ones we ordered, even though we couldn't tell the difference), and leftover cobbler. We ate out on the deck, enjoying the beautiful evening.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgppFTZ_rNmG77ucBsjhH2bNMGLUoQvchpzXM_-Rt-UNK-GvPyROxcu2aVsFICw2OqTOTe0-09L7Q4_MlHDEQVkuptEkgg1rl5IZ55Nyt6K6YjwSJs2eIK3HASrJumhQ2Nqlm4LNvO_bqAGLLzWn9ti8M4MHjLGYiCCUy_Dq1T26NajrnuFxl0E-BB3/s4000/1000040756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="2730" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgppFTZ_rNmG77ucBsjhH2bNMGLUoQvchpzXM_-Rt-UNK-GvPyROxcu2aVsFICw2OqTOTe0-09L7Q4_MlHDEQVkuptEkgg1rl5IZ55Nyt6K6YjwSJs2eIK3HASrJumhQ2Nqlm4LNvO_bqAGLLzWn9ti8M4MHjLGYiCCUy_Dq1T26NajrnuFxl0E-BB3/w273-h400/1000040756.jpg" width="273" /></a></div><br /><div>We ended up at the firepit---it is just the perfect way to end a busy day,&nbsp; I think. Need to clean up around the firepit, but that's a job for another day.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqgZG-bc-zYErMYlxjyBCOdfIGuqUJ-QS55xfkbpyJOoE14MyZPJeEBMO0mJq-S7mJyMcC60FY21zFfkoohvXJy_6ATocTG6eUOtjELavdYmuRjVZj3XWJjMl6ElWCzzI_wdSJg29rlJFwjYpfPlv4DtbT-VVXLCu8WNkX3iHKEyJinftnKcKo4B8q/s1848/1000040760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1848" data-original-width="1040" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqgZG-bc-zYErMYlxjyBCOdfIGuqUJ-QS55xfkbpyJOoE14MyZPJeEBMO0mJq-S7mJyMcC60FY21zFfkoohvXJy_6ATocTG6eUOtjELavdYmuRjVZj3XWJjMl6ElWCzzI_wdSJg29rlJFwjYpfPlv4DtbT-VVXLCu8WNkX3iHKEyJinftnKcKo4B8q/w225-h400/1000040760.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Tomorrow we still need to go out again, for concrete mix to finish the patio project, mulch for my herb garden, and a couple more cattle panels for trellising the tomatoes. We may just put off that trip though, as I am longing to be home. But Derek has invited us out for dinner to celebrate Mother's Day, since he has a golf thing on Sunday. So maybe Sunday we will just stay put all day? I hope so!</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/2026/05/what-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/AVvXsEhAGO41KnHhmRmlsuKaUL3bGws6K-EoMvE5ng3N8eOpTuL9reD_Y7x54X3c-rHdtJtWqLB6RCitE6QF_Q3uRgyGIRjpvNW9cxZse_AGO895yW3aOIdOCB_K1qEyPD6AO9KqLaxFmQEOaFnw6v4bavHscMYuRuKY9S9eVJlXvSMpw8qU5oxbybvM0h_T/s72-w300-h400-c/1000040755.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-6057946894542623408</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2026 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-06T11:45:55.328-04:00</atom:updated><title>Gardens (again), and Open Mic</title><description><div><i>61°f/16°C, rainy night, showery morning but ending soon.&nbsp;</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>I'm interspersing flower and garden pics into this post today. I do seem to take a lot of them, but can't seem to control the urge.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg28u1BOJ74fZTNRaRbaPkl-BAVTsNpgUWALRrTyJ0gD7Fpo9YRaPq4GZUoEpGhK_ENuqYkWH47FHro65qKx7xgiM1_qZi5MFVHuTh59z47bfcLz5z5H1Ovj3hcYorvVol82mtPrAVJ6hc_dFFSFx2NiQX0JkMW2dmsgqvWHZjKxrVRjnJtLojeRcdB/s4000/1000040680.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg28u1BOJ74fZTNRaRbaPkl-BAVTsNpgUWALRrTyJ0gD7Fpo9YRaPq4GZUoEpGhK_ENuqYkWH47FHro65qKx7xgiM1_qZi5MFVHuTh59z47bfcLz5z5H1Ovj3hcYorvVol82mtPrAVJ6hc_dFFSFx2NiQX0JkMW2dmsgqvWHZjKxrVRjnJtLojeRcdB/w300-h400/1000040680.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i>The peonies are blooming! Again, 2 weeks early.</i><br /><i><br /></i></div><div>It was so good to get a whole night of rain. Not big storms, just rain, the kind that soaks right into the ground. I am especially grateful because I have so many seeds planted that were just waiting for a good soaking.&nbsp; And for the past two days I have been planting flowers that I bought last week. I waited to do this until the last cold spell ended.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKUtHgzMAyBSN3vn6_tpe009mwsUqeTQ8mmZi9mMeOlg0gUtqP1vS5dCDhVGxMmkqDExNt3QJsCnmL7hXAeoKMZcfLrjd7krRCWscXEXx53NiImiCNiMBAncNB3NDFghjSqMaNIOVO6b1TdQTewuNf444BNFrp3oHHpDVFRMhIZnpajqAm1qoP6Je/s4000/1000040682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKUtHgzMAyBSN3vn6_tpe009mwsUqeTQ8mmZi9mMeOlg0gUtqP1vS5dCDhVGxMmkqDExNt3QJsCnmL7hXAeoKMZcfLrjd7krRCWscXEXx53NiImiCNiMBAncNB3NDFghjSqMaNIOVO6b1TdQTewuNf444BNFrp3oHHpDVFRMhIZnpajqAm1qoP6Je/w300-h400/1000040682.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i>These iris are so full of blooms they fell over. I propped them up later, but several others are doing the same. Need to think about this for next year.</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>I guess that frosty weather must have been our blackberry winter? The blackberries were blooming, but fortunately didn't get bit. We have had our redbud and our dogwood winters already this year, so perhaps this is the last of Old Man Winter. Although, it is supposed to get cold again this weekend. Humph.Regardless of what Mother Nature and her cohorts are doing, plants are determinedly doing what they know they are supposed to at this time of year.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl29kkmM5nYSimJLcxGMOFafLiKbwBumOKQIMgamGJXr_6CUR2O7Ds7UZNQqGK9qHd8FNP4ckd1JS3A22ADnu269dawBE7YAGU4O3IEYKsW82ZG8GkLNXnpLLgkUrk4X4M1EVPLtQyhPdCDiL_NewcpoC0QkBZWprZiHDEM97guFm_8TF60T4ROmZI/s4000/1000040658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl29kkmM5nYSimJLcxGMOFafLiKbwBumOKQIMgamGJXr_6CUR2O7Ds7UZNQqGK9qHd8FNP4ckd1JS3A22ADnu269dawBE7YAGU4O3IEYKsW82ZG8GkLNXnpLLgkUrk4X4M1EVPLtQyhPdCDiL_NewcpoC0QkBZWprZiHDEM97guFm_8TF60T4ROmZI/w300-h400/1000040658.jpg" width="300" /></i></a></div><i>I bet this lovely bloom is on the ground this morning, after all that rain.</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>Today I am feeling the effects of all the digging and hauling,&nbsp; but it feels good to have it done. There is still plenty more to do. I have not yet filled all my planters,&nbsp; and a box of plants arrived in yesterday's mail. There is a full tray of peppers and tomatoes still waiting, and more seeds to get in the ground. I need more mulch for the herb garden, and have just started mulching the vegetable garden.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaholI__q5gYOPRE_cylU71vIrX35wqRv1QbYO4Dzt1jqpm4-2Gi9940HdK78Qpekihxyo_VU0d9M6Ee3O15x27d7Vf-K-NvEJsPwul6P6_GLG_fBL4VcXccsJi7-Dz8XmjN8cGHdCo4cHVx4dwn_Xcgfg0Lmi9rVev5__oqX8fJRcdlnb8-FWJda1/s4000/1000040666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaholI__q5gYOPRE_cylU71vIrX35wqRv1QbYO4Dzt1jqpm4-2Gi9940HdK78Qpekihxyo_VU0d9M6Ee3O15x27d7Vf-K-NvEJsPwul6P6_GLG_fBL4VcXccsJi7-Dz8XmjN8cGHdCo4cHVx4dwn_Xcgfg0Lmi9rVev5__oqX8fJRcdlnb8-FWJda1/w300-h400/1000040666.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i>This iris looks black in the garden, much darker than the photo.</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>But it is coming along. Potatoes, peas, and onions are doing great, lettuce is ready to pick, some corn,&nbsp; beans and cucumbers are up, and lots of other things are growing well. The garden is such a hopeful place in Spring, and gardeners, I think, are the most optimistic of humans, going out every year blithely believing that this will be the best year ever. How often that optimism is checked by reality! How often achieving even decent results means hard work, lots of watering, and fending off wildlife and disease. And still sometimes we fail. And yet, when the next spring comes, and we are right back out there&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14TSapTafjRAfkazbJhfGRv7Sqgd22jl172rEucy6rP8qo7M0QXxQ0JkGZLX6vcActGa4WnGfd4UruLGLFPYpl_yT1osFZt1Smai7bi-v8XI3k1rRM2d60llLBz9vQ-AvAY4xpYfwoVbHFzISGLoYtZQQPsxQHzUrRrl6z7dx123dg1baBJCcBDkA/s4000/1000040664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14TSapTafjRAfkazbJhfGRv7Sqgd22jl172rEucy6rP8qo7M0QXxQ0JkGZLX6vcActGa4WnGfd4UruLGLFPYpl_yT1osFZt1Smai7bi-v8XI3k1rRM2d60llLBz9vQ-AvAY4xpYfwoVbHFzISGLoYtZQQPsxQHzUrRrl6z7dx123dg1baBJCcBDkA/w300-h400/1000040664.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i>Another one opened yesterday. Such delicate colors!</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>Today is town day, I think, once Larry gets back from taking the @#*$ mower to a neighbor to repair. He has tried to repair it himself and just made things worse, I am afraid. I finally convinced him to take it to our neighbor Bill, who is a wizard at this stuff.&nbsp;</div><div>Edit: neighbor wasn't home, so he's back, with the @#$% mower still in the truck. Now we can't pick up mulch and stuff today. Grrr!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TqiA0tirKR-Mb27wbO3KUZmV4mDDWlh74Bmr0zbnSYq6GrX7YoQXvluCt-NRn-eth2mj413o6MTd2ahLPKo29GvKssqIaUxDdwnhERWFNCwN_8_KczWVMs2lbUJ7mgPhv2atPUpOUmbQR02-taRxrSvN1R54X5scB_KiZPzC7rtgqEe1xgVbTSMi/s4000/1000040667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TqiA0tirKR-Mb27wbO3KUZmV4mDDWlh74Bmr0zbnSYq6GrX7YoQXvluCt-NRn-eth2mj413o6MTd2ahLPKo29GvKssqIaUxDdwnhERWFNCwN_8_KczWVMs2lbUJ7mgPhv2atPUpOUmbQR02-taRxrSvN1R54X5scB_KiZPzC7rtgqEe1xgVbTSMi/w300-h400/1000040667.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i>Another new-to-my-garden iris, but I can't remember if it's a Siberian or a Dutch variety!</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>Last night we went to the open mic. I needed a break after all the garden work, then helping Larry fix the weedeater, and load the mower into the truck. (I will tell you now,&nbsp; two chubby 75-year-olds pushing a heavy mower up a ramp into a truck is not the best idea! But we got it done.)</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbFWMhG7O26zPfTNOrWtSceQu1AT7b7JvCBfUxzbSoFk20UB0Z-DKKrxILTOrYW48SKD0mRcLpBgtLSpBTbOxifW9Pnd1hAxnL3I3qyUWd4ySFRiI1C-8uWdeveaIajRUQwUaDhyphenhyphenZSrYvmjuFqak_D6MUBNwqjghiUxoFrpqfH3IJODEAB5vsfLz79/s4000/1000040669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbFWMhG7O26zPfTNOrWtSceQu1AT7b7JvCBfUxzbSoFk20UB0Z-DKKrxILTOrYW48SKD0mRcLpBgtLSpBTbOxifW9Pnd1hAxnL3I3qyUWd4ySFRiI1C-8uWdeveaIajRUQwUaDhyphenhyphenZSrYvmjuFqak_D6MUBNwqjghiUxoFrpqfH3IJODEAB5vsfLz79/w300-h400/1000040669.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i>My favorite corner of this garden. The Mexican primroses are so pretty. Spread like wildfire, but I don't care--they pull up easily.</i><br /><div><br /></div><div>The open mic was excellent. Lots of great music, and I told this story,&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/X13HFkYnIiY" width="320" youtube-src-id="X13HFkYnIiY"></iframe></div><br /></div><div>and sang <a href="https://youtu.be/AmJU-T4brPk?si=AL5fxgChcD8OVWiM"><b>this song</b></a>&nbsp;by Kris Kristoffersen. I really like the lyrics, pretty fitting for our times, I think, even though it was written in 1972. (It sounds like a John Prine song; Kristoffersen actually discovered</div><div>Price in a little club in Chicago, took him with him to New York. John sang one night in a club there and was signed to a $25,000 contract the next day. That was big money in those days. Kristoffersen wrote this song as a tribute to Prine. Pretty neat.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Last night's featured performer, Jim Snyder, shared a mix of classic songs, like this one:</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/jrEpvNo1Yk4" width="320" youtube-src-id="jrEpvNo1Yk4"></iframe></div><div><br /></div>He joined in with a girl who sometimes comes to sing, in this clip:<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/C23AMgCnal4" width="320" youtube-src-id="C23AMgCnal4"></iframe></div><br /><div>All performers were excellent, and again we marveled at how much some of them had improved since they first started coming. Honestly,&nbsp; I have paid to see shows that weren't as good as last night.&nbsp;<br /><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/2026/05/gardens-again-and-open-mic.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/AVvXsEg28u1BOJ74fZTNRaRbaPkl-BAVTsNpgUWALRrTyJ0gD7Fpo9YRaPq4GZUoEpGhK_ENuqYkWH47FHro65qKx7xgiM1_qZi5MFVHuTh59z47bfcLz5z5H1Ovj3hcYorvVol82mtPrAVJ6hc_dFFSFx2NiQX0JkMW2dmsgqvWHZjKxrVRjnJtLojeRcdB/s72-w300-h400-c/1000040680.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-6125018462497507909</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2026 23:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-03T19:03:35.058-04:00</atom:updated><title>Friends, Family, and Stoves</title><description><div><i>35°f/2°C this morning. Brrr! We dodged the frost/freeze but many places around us were hit with it. 62° as I write, but still feels cold with a chilly breeze blowing.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Yes, we covered those tomato plants we put out last week! Even though I felt confident we would not get a damaging frost, better safe than sorry. Larry covered the raspberries too...just in case. This cold weather will continue pretty much all week; tomorrow and Tuesday will warm up a bit, but then we will be back to 40- degree nights.&nbsp; My beans are popping up anyway, but no sign of cucumbers or squash yet. I may have to replant.</div><div><br /></div><div>We had a good day Friday, restocking our booths, then dinner with our friend Suzy. She has no family close by except her late brother's wife, with whom she is not close, and a couple step-nieces. Fortunately she has many friends and gets out every day for one activity or another. We try to get together with her a couple times a week--- she's great company so it's a real pleasure. I think as we get older we value our friends more. Even though we have a large family, people our age are comfortable company. We understand each other's aches and pains, have shared history and experiences. Even if we didn't know each other when we were younger, we remember the same music, historic events,&nbsp; styles,&nbsp; etc, so there is never a lack of topics to talk about.</div><div><br /></div><div>We took the table we've been working on and got it staged with a couple chairs we have had in the booth for some time.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU1C_K3U3euxL9toTZPpPlbz5WR5YkQ391CFOrsZ0fAp8CTrObnWkCMNa_ek_ArSwxicQW7X3PpN375M5orjdecJSRFCKXNZ2iWCfvy9Vf4TFGOz3S-rqkEmZ64Vs60_2q7NKckkVhxJCifrlnv_qVnJgL1o3DqFm9YpDBiq0nYof6WzZDzUXsBo5c/s4000/1000040530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU1C_K3U3euxL9toTZPpPlbz5WR5YkQ391CFOrsZ0fAp8CTrObnWkCMNa_ek_ArSwxicQW7X3PpN375M5orjdecJSRFCKXNZ2iWCfvy9Vf4TFGOz3S-rqkEmZ64Vs60_2q7NKckkVhxJCifrlnv_qVnJgL1o3DqFm9YpDBiq0nYof6WzZDzUXsBo5c/w300-h400/1000040530.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>We had to make a top and a drawer for it, but I think it's cute.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4QUHeSZDHmCSFQM-YIAqF71A4oEKD2bVgBniKbCXfFgeV_CFCvuZo-6AZK0DF2yzCE0Z1mvOpfeKTlz9Y9Loj1BRpMTow4huDhMZe0fVbu_8DqbuOKjmnBMWgQsixj2Qm6IQupvUZuaw2ld3bMKOkBXV1_INnSs50rcTzfa_ctrI-rcc4ma1XbvTJ/s4000/1000040531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4QUHeSZDHmCSFQM-YIAqF71A4oEKD2bVgBniKbCXfFgeV_CFCvuZo-6AZK0DF2yzCE0Z1mvOpfeKTlz9Y9Loj1BRpMTow4huDhMZe0fVbu_8DqbuOKjmnBMWgQsixj2Qm6IQupvUZuaw2ld3bMKOkBXV1_INnSs50rcTzfa_ctrI-rcc4ma1XbvTJ/w300-h400/1000040531.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>Yesterday afternoon we went to a birthday party/baby shower at granddaughter Hannah's house. It was our son Derek's 54th birthday, and Hannah's husband and his 2 sons all have birthdays within the first 2 weeks of May. And then of course Hannah is expecting in July. She looks so much further along than that!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0rWjgJMrAsnC9SBgG0WseWCJ9uMuxDkHuxVxxmxFi7N9UEnczQZZHSI78N0cEEK90WeGm-0Z7zJnRX18aunOv6uOZThdm3FpKxtKFacRSaMmOgQ54oh0-OFLCdpozc42ngV7hQ59imQvHGk8JpQf3n-xP0nVluqkneAYl6q39Mxri_Eaf_FkMPIY0/s1618/1000040628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1618" data-original-width="716" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0rWjgJMrAsnC9SBgG0WseWCJ9uMuxDkHuxVxxmxFi7N9UEnczQZZHSI78N0cEEK90WeGm-0Z7zJnRX18aunOv6uOZThdm3FpKxtKFacRSaMmOgQ54oh0-OFLCdpozc42ngV7hQ59imQvHGk8JpQf3n-xP0nVluqkneAYl6q39Mxri_Eaf_FkMPIY0/w178-h400/1000040628.jpg" width="178" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I had to dig out this old photo of me when I was expecting my youngest son, back in 1986. I think this was taken just a couple weeks before he was born. Hannah laughed when I sent it to her. Two pregnant peas in a pod! But she seems to be a lot bigger than I was.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD9TUZbhkz7MlzL_Dbtqj58U5oDMIs6YFF7HAuSVBTW4XOO5Epz6-sEG42aiqm7V34vTpupWIUcXZByzTfh1dtTmg4z9Gw1MrE19kSwOD1Vc2hXQpaCJWJSPgAl70zcMdNfGabidP-7_EN9TW6s0U3LpExYJqC34D1LfEwfcnS4ROjdWvuE3-QN96T/s1019/1000040630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1019" data-original-width="736" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD9TUZbhkz7MlzL_Dbtqj58U5oDMIs6YFF7HAuSVBTW4XOO5Epz6-sEG42aiqm7V34vTpupWIUcXZByzTfh1dtTmg4z9Gw1MrE19kSwOD1Vc2hXQpaCJWJSPgAl70zcMdNfGabidP-7_EN9TW6s0U3LpExYJqC34D1LfEwfcnS4ROjdWvuE3-QN96T/w289-h400/1000040630.jpg" width="289" /></a></div><div>It was a nice party, about 50 people and children there. Even though it was only 57°, Derek cooked on the grill, and Hannah had a small marquee set up with tables and chairs, so when clouds covered the sun we were still comfortable. It was a big blended family event, with Derek's ex-wife Tara and her husband, her husband's mother and sister, and her mother, aunt, brothers,&nbsp; their spouses and children and a few of their kids. Then there was Hannah's husband's family, and Larry, Haley, Desiree, and me from Derek's side. And of course several good friends, a couple neighbors, etc. It is good for all families when divorced couples can stay friends. We have known Tara since she was 14, I think, so she has been part of our family for a very long time.</div><div><br /></div>Speaking of granddaughters,&nbsp; Hannah's sister Haley is now the proud owner of this vintage Chambers stove.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPZqRK6yzd8MsOrE6JTBCzultkk7Nhp8BuBjc_nBxj36sGrz0z_6oWJbnjAxsCv0qE24KzSl-kFPE-z-QJ7tE68siZPLRPtLgTwq_QlSpujKLTMYzTXmmAnCT6uGBHvpucPQQsJeX3OR2v2ueOOO1urBWj0JVh9W3EPSwnD6unqJM3Pfhg0A329ee/s2048/1000040643.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPZqRK6yzd8MsOrE6JTBCzultkk7Nhp8BuBjc_nBxj36sGrz0z_6oWJbnjAxsCv0qE24KzSl-kFPE-z-QJ7tE68siZPLRPtLgTwq_QlSpujKLTMYzTXmmAnCT6uGBHvpucPQQsJeX3OR2v2ueOOO1urBWj0JVh9W3EPSwnD6unqJM3Pfhg0A329ee/w300-h400/1000040643.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>These, and the O'Keefe-Merritt stoves, are considered the Cadillacs of old cookstoves. My Tappan Deluxe is also a great stove, but this Chambers is amazing. It has a griddle built into the top,&nbsp; and <i>two ovens</i>! The girls' other grandma had this stored in her garage. It belonged to her late husband's first wife, who passed away in 2002, so it has been a minute since this has been used. Apparently she never used the ovens because they look like new. I so wanted this stove myself, but I knew the men in my life would kill me if I asked them to move another heavy old stove! Of course, now Derek has to move it anyway for his daughter, which I admit makes me grin wickedly!</div><div><br /></div><div>This is the second granddaughter I have corrupted, as Sarah took my old Tappan Deluxe up to her cabin when I got another one in better condition. I just love it that my granddaughters understand just how amazing these old stoves are. They all love my old Tappan, but I never thought they would want their own! Haley will have help getting hers going from our son Aaron, who lives just 15 minutes from her.</div><div><br /></div><div>Today I used up all our asparagus to make cream of asparagus soup.&nbsp; I think we have eaten asparagus every day for the past 2 weeks! I love it, but we couldn't eat all that we were getting, and I had over 2 pounds in the fridge.&nbsp; Now it's all made into this delicious soup. What we don't eat today and tomorrow I will freeze. We will enjoy it as a special treat in the winter.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqzu0mHlpq_mJot88wUMKrFWHwaRQDPt3c9Qn00gLTcWQn-Z506R_ds6Nb5sdnFaxjArVUmHXMmjd0z4b6OmyanbxJ1gP70Wmf2HtyRCvo1jGwC6HqkSANquzJh7OhLtnhlsS4rwmiMEH1GwG1a816ixo4v6cznqYzFzVAH2v-TrNOhbZkngZkv-nn/s4000/1000040640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqzu0mHlpq_mJot88wUMKrFWHwaRQDPt3c9Qn00gLTcWQn-Z506R_ds6Nb5sdnFaxjArVUmHXMmjd0z4b6OmyanbxJ1gP70Wmf2HtyRCvo1jGwC6HqkSANquzJh7OhLtnhlsS4rwmiMEH1GwG1a816ixo4v6cznqYzFzVAH2v-TrNOhbZkngZkv-nn/w300-h400/1000040640.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>The recipes I have all say to thicken it, and to add cream or sour cream before eating, but I like it just like it is. It is so simple to make. I cut up onions, celery, and asparagus, added a little garlic and mixed in turkey broth from the cellar, and simmered til the vegetables were soft, then used the immersion blender to puree it. It doesn't even need salt and pepper,&nbsp; it's just delicious without adding anything more.</div><div><br /></div><div>I spent this afternoon pricing for the booths. We went to a small flea market, then did some picking at a few thrifts on our way to pick up from the auction on Thursday, so I had a pretty good pile of stuff to clean up, research, and price. This is less than half of it, I think.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-ZhIZ2BSQ7OVQPDdlXkgJL_S3YdR8RYCuilkXbsM2uXNA8JaiIUwbTObxjqGs5kA3SqEGt70ryG6ZVnNYQxnfY1HRpqnKbP1SEbRagAYnwO6pwOaVpH-980qohpxB8id10yr8WuVOSJOjSJ5ozpMk4YkyCjfuIm7MHRRc5eNg59e7pNzMYKOhFlo/s4000/1000040636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-ZhIZ2BSQ7OVQPDdlXkgJL_S3YdR8RYCuilkXbsM2uXNA8JaiIUwbTObxjqGs5kA3SqEGt70ryG6ZVnNYQxnfY1HRpqnKbP1SEbRagAYnwO6pwOaVpH-980qohpxB8id10yr8WuVOSJOjSJ5ozpMk4YkyCjfuIm7MHRRc5eNg59e7pNzMYKOhFlo/w300-h400/1000040636.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEyV00Wq92UzT4V7lpVrhl4lnRXt91xtmHTpuRU4MhO0w4RVv279ehtMqTPI4ledxAcvc9chxF7NQKprU4qSYJAXlyJoLSYOi1kf3Jsfx9F0rEwfPwHi5v_80cz3vLc_EpQZXEyqLg60uurUAsyxpXChVhO3P14CGgYMr9P6spHKFBcXrbuyi2htb-/s3252/1000040637.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3252" data-original-width="2970" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEyV00Wq92UzT4V7lpVrhl4lnRXt91xtmHTpuRU4MhO0w4RVv279ehtMqTPI4ledxAcvc9chxF7NQKprU4qSYJAXlyJoLSYOi1kf3Jsfx9F0rEwfPwHi5v_80cz3vLc_EpQZXEyqLg60uurUAsyxpXChVhO3P14CGgYMr9P6spHKFBcXrbuyi2htb-/w365-h400/1000040637.jpg" width="365" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1-fdz2_QxsA5bkbFWO7h8Pg7yplGJJ8sBqLIvKmgr5yU2fu3M46VtlOnVcFH3IN_J98OM5Qpo8RT-_j8qO0oBK28lg8d5d8tAiiyKGIMUbKXxyqyD3Wfq31sVNsuyabBu3rBjK6ixPf_TZp_UZaQx3LsLxmIW53IVtkTGeESWKzAp0YwOfAEpB1tj/s4000/1000040639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1-fdz2_QxsA5bkbFWO7h8Pg7yplGJJ8sBqLIvKmgr5yU2fu3M46VtlOnVcFH3IN_J98OM5Qpo8RT-_j8qO0oBK28lg8d5d8tAiiyKGIMUbKXxyqyD3Wfq31sVNsuyabBu3rBjK6ixPf_TZp_UZaQx3LsLxmIW53IVtkTGeESWKzAp0YwOfAEpB1tj/w300-h400/1000040639.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div>I have a lot of plants that need to be put in the ground or in planters, but it was just too chilly for me today. That will be tomorrow's to-do list.&nbsp;</div><div><div><br /></div><div><i><br /></i></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/2026/05/friends-family-and-stoves.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/AVvXsEhU1C_K3U3euxL9toTZPpPlbz5WR5YkQ391CFOrsZ0fAp8CTrObnWkCMNa_ek_ArSwxicQW7X3PpN375M5orjdecJSRFCKXNZ2iWCfvy9Vf4TFGOz3S-rqkEmZ64Vs60_2q7NKckkVhxJCifrlnv_qVnJgL1o3DqFm9YpDBiq0nYof6WzZDzUXsBo5c/s72-w300-h400-c/1000040530.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-1889070647012064089</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2026 18:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-05-02T14:23:00.117-04:00</atom:updated><title>Energy</title><description><div><br /></div><div>Several readers have commented on the amount of energy Larry and I have. I don't know if it is more than most people our age (almost 75). We probably don't do anything unique, but we do eat a good breakfast,&nbsp; usually eggs and toast, or oats, or granola a few times a week. A bowl of cereal just wouldn't do much for us.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>We don't watch TV in the mornings. Well, right now we don't watch it at all because we still haven't replaced the broken one! Just haven't really missed it. We might listen to the news in the morning on NPR, or read some news stories online, but that's it in the mornings. I like to read a few blogs, or call one of my sons and ease into the day that way.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then there are breaks. We take them pretty often.&nbsp; I might work for an hour, then take an hour break. No naps for me, but Larry will take a short one occasionally. (He used to take 2 hour naps, but that stopped when he quit drinking whiskey, and just drinks zero beer unless we go out. That change made a huge difference in our lives.)</div><div><br /></div><div>We usually have 2 meals a day, maybe a snack of fruit in between. Evening meals are usually light, but not always. Kinda depends on how much I feel like cooking!</div><div><br /></div><div>So maybe these things help our energy level, or maybe they make no difference and it is just a lifetime of being busy that keeps us going? And I wonder when we will slow down. I can already see that happening, actually, as I read through this post from May of 2009.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">"Here's what happens: I have too many things I want to write about.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">It's like this many days--the variety of events of the day clamor to be written, but there is no time to record it all. I have to decide, and often something gets lost in the shuffle and never gets written.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">Today is a good example:</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">Up and out early for work because I have a meeting with the maintenance guys to discuss things like hard hats, gloves, safety glasses, etc. Before leaving, rapid-fire instructions to poor suffering husband about what to plant today. Will he remember all that? Probably not, but I didn't get home until 10 last night so there was no time to discuss the gardens or plans. Show him the asparagus roots and how to plant. Will he get it done? Maybe, but there's a lot to do in the gardens today. The hardest thing I do all day: get in my car and leave for work.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335155445567334690" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvfkop6FUPuusqZGP5jGwX-CQPcisReMr3YY9d6Mxn8kY3415rGIObSHPHZ7TamsqGcPvlkUk9-JQ3yi97B4bFWtjKgsLIDDRsB7McblbduloJu0-HDXin2qWStCBE5GC3nk9PVUm6nw/s280/004.JPG" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; display: block; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px; height: 210px; margin: 0px auto 10px; max-width: 100%; padding: 5px; text-align: center; width: 280px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">On the ridge the sun coming up over mist-filled valleys below stops me, and I take a few pictures. Still early, I drive on.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335154881691578130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi29sRotREU4oMOJz2-9DYIARN8F2J2IOSOV03dXIr_LiLV_fYsa7eVFSakSKmK5HObka-XwuAbmubfq1sPzDs-SsZTjj1JBI_IMzHwCbJ-jYvfdMquid_3bzGgq7Wdlr2bUA6JvkHTBQ/s280/009.JPG" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; display: block; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px; height: 210px; margin: 0px auto 10px; max-width: 100%; padding: 5px; text-align: center; width: 280px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">Then further down the road the morning dew in the rising sun stops me again. More pictures. Still a little early--but have to get gas. Get to work 10 minutes early instead of 30 as planned. Oh well. Some things are worth stopping for (gas isn't one, but the car just doesn't go well without it).</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">At work, after the meeting: elevator decides not to stop on the first floor anymore. Call the repair guy. Weird old sprayed on insulation is falling in the boiler room--get samples to send to a lab for asbestos testing. Toilet stopped up (first of the day, there will be more). Get maintenance on to that. AC isn't working because a circuit board blew over the weekend. Repair guys get it replaced. Everyone is happy. Work on cooling tower documents and have a final (I think) draft. I now know more about them than I ever expected, but still worry that I haven't got it right. Work on shelter-in-place procedures. Plan more&nbsp;</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">bloodborne</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">&nbsp;pathogens and&nbsp;</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">MSDS</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">&nbsp;training for tomorrow. Review all the strange security incidents of the weekend with our head security guy and decide further actions. Call back about new bookmobile schematics and logo. Am horrified to learn of the killing of a former employee by her daughter. How sad is that? It was on my mind all day.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">Derek (son #3) called to tell me he is being deployed in 2 weeks to the flooded regions in southern West Virginia. At least he'll be at the family reunion this weekend, and they will let him come home for his son's high school graduation. He needs to weld the frame of his son's truck--it's literally breaking in two.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">On the way home, stop at funeral home. An older neighbor passed away over the weekend. The huge parking lot is filled, so many people to honor this quiet, gentle man. He will be missed.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335153427650735586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVd-o_vrJYB_XEUkf_XO95uhBn1s7mpsIwn_bZEctXn6di4B4V7OaDRDZ3_Uk49CdXZsNJNy8w9GUuIBzf46-Fe7TbymiCGeTld53dtMTU75jRwFqSxhsbML0wMh9QZN6CwuX0Y2sokg/s280/010.JPG" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; display: block; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px; height: 210px; margin: 0px auto 10px; max-width: 100%; padding: 5px; text-align: center; width: 280px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">On the way home, stop to take pictures of&nbsp;</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">trilliums</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">&nbsp;and maidenhair ferns on the&nbsp;</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">roadbank</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">. Wild things seem to pay little attention to our comings and goings. They continue to bloom and grow where they land. Stop to see Derek at a neighbor's house where he is welding. Promise the neighbor's wife tomato plants and some pepper plants. We have many left over plants this year. Riches!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335152905398880706" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhydT221xvWiez5xSuT2uNDvjZik2abh1-t4AEW5nGcBCdrUR7iB4LHmeQ6sMwCgAEphpGtQNd2PYAYLJdy9A7YkljSXJFFaXUYpQW0NNx54vsr6WCvmiNDlgsKZaMzthcrbFy4v2oA/s280/012.JPG" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #222222; display: block; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px; height: 210px; margin: 0px auto 10px; max-width: 100%; padding: 5px; text-align: center; width: 280px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">More pictures coming across the ridge of the sun slanting down over the road. So pretty it just stops you, you know?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">At home, get tomato and pepper plants, send Larry down the road with them. First he shows me the&nbsp;</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">goldenseal</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">&nbsp;roots he found today--yellow root, he calls it, a powerful wild medicine. And the bee boxes that arrived via UPS for the bees that are arriving this weekend. The UPS guys hate our driveway, I'm sure, but they come anyway.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">After Larry leaves, I get on the phone and call storytellers, writers, poets, trying to fill the last slot in the WV State Folk Festival Oral Traditions tent schedule. No luck for an hour, after about a dozen calls, but I at least catch up on my friends. Finally, a yes! From someone I should have thought of in the first place. Then on to the computer, to think about what to write tonight.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">What I really wanted to write about tonight was life, its hurried passing and leaving. Its richness. I wanted to write about&nbsp;</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">goldenseal</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">, about a husband who treks through the hills seeking the elusive plant, about what&nbsp;</span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">goldenseal</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">&nbsp;looks like and what it's used for. I wanted to write about the neighbors who turned out in droves to honor their good friend. I wanted to tell you about the family reunion and the beautiful plants my sister is bringing, and about the plants I want to bring if I have time to dig them.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">I want to write about so many things, but only succeed in telling you a little bit about each one--and yet each is a story in itself. Sometimes people say they envy our slow pace of life. I understand why it seems that way--when people come to visit, we slow down. Visitors are important, to be enjoyed. Other things drop away. Daily life, especially in Spring, is hectic as we try to plant and mow and plan and clean and still get me to work on time.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.84px;">There is one thing I make time for every day: writing. Even though I never have enough time to write all the things I want to write about."</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Yes, I have certainly slowed down since those days!&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>But as the wise ones say, the way to keep going is to just keep going, so that's my plan. Not as fast,but like the tortoise, slow and steady.&nbsp;</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/2026/05/energy.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/AVvXsEgvfkop6FUPuusqZGP5jGwX-CQPcisReMr3YY9d6Mxn8kY3415rGIObSHPHZ7TamsqGcPvlkUk9-JQ3yi97B4bFWtjKgsLIDDRsB7McblbduloJu0-HDXin2qWStCBE5GC3nk9PVUm6nw/s72-c/004.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-2631462020958660737</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2026 19:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-04-30T15:46:30.976-04:00</atom:updated><title>Customer Relations</title><description><div><i>51°f/10.5°C, cloudy after a rainy day yesterday.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>We are back to cool weather again! A low of 36° is predicted for Saturday night, which means about 40 at my house. Some places just north of us may see frost, though.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>We went out to buy more plants yesterday, mostly annual flowers, tomatoes, and peppers. I was thrilled that Annette at Blooming Blessings greenhouse remembered that I wanted Black Krim tomatoes, and raised some! Talk about service! She promised that next year she will try to have the no-heat jalapeños I like too. She knows how to have a steady customer.</div><div><br /></div><div>Speaking of customers: I sold a set of 12 little cake plates on ebay, but when I went to pack them up, there were only 4 of the pattern&nbsp; sold and the other 8 were a different pattern. Oh. Dear. I was mortified and let the buyer know. She said to send them anyway! What a nice lady.</div><div><br /></div><div>And speaking of ebay: here are some of the things we have sold lately. It is always interesting to see what people want.</div><div><br /></div><div>First, and oddest, I think, is this:</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5aWu4d7zYCiIOQ0qRtveb_1Z0Vsvz6KFtgfCAYlqwu9pk9RIWPcXyIVYTBa4xqL3N2-ugi0D-55vdr8CsGmBL_pX8sKIuple-VMvXVWxqsJRkbT4z_VEMOqHntOOIRAbH7AM01fgOWjUSiXBCjryroRS-E14gOdYzOIo-ToymLMYmW8Z3rdcNaTCH/s1107/1000040503.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1107" data-original-width="913" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5aWu4d7zYCiIOQ0qRtveb_1Z0Vsvz6KFtgfCAYlqwu9pk9RIWPcXyIVYTBa4xqL3N2-ugi0D-55vdr8CsGmBL_pX8sKIuple-VMvXVWxqsJRkbT4z_VEMOqHntOOIRAbH7AM01fgOWjUSiXBCjryroRS-E14gOdYzOIo-ToymLMYmW8Z3rdcNaTCH/w330-h400/1000040503.jpg" width="330" /></a></div><div><br /></div>It was an empty box! I sold the monkey in my booth but the buyer didn’t take the box, so I listed it on ebay, figuring someone would want it for their monkey. It sold in less than a week.<div><br /></div><div>Then this, a Fenton lamp globe, bought at auction for $16 and sold on ebay for $150.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAI-9uK_AkdjeI22-gbfx79rWi0EnXaiDGd39YQ0HB3YIf2XoFt_btyNqRjzDuYUoVWjX859BWP6hdocrN0oh1NveK4OlThJvkpw5XIRg59PmRH2zTObFt5wU0zGf9Nz9CUEqP-KgNEEyH7ytbf6tQnSoMX25rcgQqq-mlRoB3Ljo9k8pbVGDXaEIo/s1155/1000040513.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1155" data-original-width="1078" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAI-9uK_AkdjeI22-gbfx79rWi0EnXaiDGd39YQ0HB3YIf2XoFt_btyNqRjzDuYUoVWjX859BWP6hdocrN0oh1NveK4OlThJvkpw5XIRg59PmRH2zTObFt5wU0zGf9Nz9CUEqP-KgNEEyH7ytbf6tQnSoMX25rcgQqq-mlRoB3Ljo9k8pbVGDXaEIo/w374-h400/1000040513.jpg" width="374" /></a></div><div><br /></div>R here were 3 of these artist series canisters at Goodwill for $5.99. I have sold 2, one for $35&nbsp; and one for $45.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8l29QeZO7tXgv7i5xRn6Q2CyrU8NcR9IsPr5kEifvfpCS_IiLeSp4AbSymBwCO2a9uJ_XpqLBcAZyLdNndzYqMTMscis2QGfOKUbbla68aL6W9DjBzmW7Ifr52v1_HkxJcYgAcJnUNt1E_ggchhK9EyAzkO656kqUuJPUMSN-w92rOmmBFvDXNEi/s1618/1000040511.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1618" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8l29QeZO7tXgv7i5xRn6Q2CyrU8NcR9IsPr5kEifvfpCS_IiLeSp4AbSymBwCO2a9uJ_XpqLBcAZyLdNndzYqMTMscis2QGfOKUbbla68aL6W9DjBzmW7Ifr52v1_HkxJcYgAcJnUNt1E_ggchhK9EyAzkO656kqUuJPUMSN-w92rOmmBFvDXNEi/w268-h400/1000040511.jpg" width="268" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I have had this dish a while, a square Anchor Hocking fridge dish, and finally decided to sell it.&nbsp;</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhXynIIp6UWcsX8OjTvCbOqbRZrl3bTyr8q2gyEfKarSG9Y1N5tDcX4htD31_bzI1YTamAxKTI1hhyU2R9Gl7BAksDt4zKkzrGCI2xdtYOnUd90gURKMnQDt8FkZHVvmTEiWlAkJL1sZI1SNWl3F6Afeoi3sa3etWQjXR83fHWgc1b8a49QD_dfnKN/s1080/1000040509.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="983" data-original-width="1080" height="364" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhXynIIp6UWcsX8OjTvCbOqbRZrl3bTyr8q2gyEfKarSG9Y1N5tDcX4htD31_bzI1YTamAxKTI1hhyU2R9Gl7BAksDt4zKkzrGCI2xdtYOnUd90gURKMnQDt8FkZHVvmTEiWlAkJL1sZI1SNWl3F6Afeoi3sa3etWQjXR83fHWgc1b8a49QD_dfnKN/w400-h364/1000040509.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Another auction find, bought for $16, and sold for $70. It's going to Ireland!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHo3JfHlgfMQIbXC6VmdN2q2u5uwxnDgW3SUhlAwBwTw7P_mqmU55ddJzo8ZkRb3N6UqZN6UZHHlidFpFsy71s4nqWtbNQU2YLci-AV59I2SWakGnJrgaMKr0f3kfFOL4htreNSCDSZaekPK4PVJwZqqkZMOjW7Mk0UQTEJ3YR_lUjxv4I0yLgdyC-/s4192/1000040505.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3268" data-original-width="4192" height="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHo3JfHlgfMQIbXC6VmdN2q2u5uwxnDgW3SUhlAwBwTw7P_mqmU55ddJzo8ZkRb3N6UqZN6UZHHlidFpFsy71s4nqWtbNQU2YLci-AV59I2SWakGnJrgaMKr0f3kfFOL4htreNSCDSZaekPK4PVJwZqqkZMOjW7Mk0UQTEJ3YR_lUjxv4I0yLgdyC-/w400-h311/1000040505.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>These are chandelier parts. We broke part of this chandelier, so took it apart and sold it that way. Made a little profit,&nbsp; at least.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mVkG0gpH15Sw3oNr3sj2R5F7KLkTVBfkzH9BT92AJBL8NRS5ErQT-Uo9qPLMRilI3qQyKhJ6cnLWrXoObvuTcn5YTW26UOBDYmHqftMTbUsF_uNO64HtXrWtmqsnkcvUa5pFpc66MUyPStQ4RSj71h5qnbNmokp5D8yy3D4BT1hLUrdS2AIRf3Ud/s4320/1000040507.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2348" data-original-width="4320" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mVkG0gpH15Sw3oNr3sj2R5F7KLkTVBfkzH9BT92AJBL8NRS5ErQT-Uo9qPLMRilI3qQyKhJ6cnLWrXoObvuTcn5YTW26UOBDYmHqftMTbUsF_uNO64HtXrWtmqsnkcvUa5pFpc66MUyPStQ4RSj71h5qnbNmokp5D8yy3D4BT1hLUrdS2AIRf3Ud/w400-h217/1000040507.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This is the clapper from a big cast iron bell. I bought the bell but it was cracked. So I sold the yoke that held it on ebay, use the bell as a planter, and finally got around to selling this piece.&nbsp; My $50 returned about $150.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93Lv_WzOv34Scx7GPaNp8sfcKsKTLX4Ifx5JzfygB9PH97pQwxQNd9ZRBiEN5f4mVRIU2TuB4uZBC-Xhu7sjAx6lhT6MJ0djlRIc2d3CxK7_2NhoLe26GiStt02rO1FixDhS8Ar5rAdZb7HpStKmvgMN5pgK-rtzz5f-LDIv1-ATD2HSFSlDnF4oF/s1420/1000040501.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1420" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93Lv_WzOv34Scx7GPaNp8sfcKsKTLX4Ifx5JzfygB9PH97pQwxQNd9ZRBiEN5f4mVRIU2TuB4uZBC-Xhu7sjAx6lhT6MJ0djlRIc2d3CxK7_2NhoLe26GiStt02rO1FixDhS8Ar5rAdZb7HpStKmvgMN5pgK-rtzz5f-LDIv1-ATD2HSFSlDnF4oF/w304-h400/1000040501.jpg" width="304" /></a></div><div><br /></div>A bunch of women's vintage hats, gicmven to me by a friend. I sold the lot for $25, and the buyer was quite happy!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdY_TWmtahyphenhyphenJL5hnXwmyGEVfQ6GtrnnS89EIchILyEZWCWI0xkc7aC5n6Cl3wK6eYwvM9Z26_TJXTtcgvIdEJp-74CCcgTW10iARGXnONJcesEYatKZ-AJ32aQEBA5ykVe_IWORQG4sNuw0UA7tAxvG7gzO65XAoT6nQjlOvs_GtmIPQpKyUu0B1GT/s1080/1000040499.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="993" data-original-width="1080" height="368" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdY_TWmtahyphenhyphenJL5hnXwmyGEVfQ6GtrnnS89EIchILyEZWCWI0xkc7aC5n6Cl3wK6eYwvM9Z26_TJXTtcgvIdEJp-74CCcgTW10iARGXnONJcesEYatKZ-AJ32aQEBA5ykVe_IWORQG4sNuw0UA7tAxvG7gzO65XAoT6nQjlOvs_GtmIPQpKyUu0B1GT/w400-h368/1000040499.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Another Goodwill find was this nice vintage handbag. $5.99, sold for $25.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8JjUACOqt85XVxQ7sz-zeXKjVr8YxKRg0FNR1GByzSlUvHHa-8a9RcaRpjIiGUn6ppKyyzkTY1G-I1KEYD7wvzT7WIetKGZaBY6ugvT7ECgpHd9dj1xw-DabcIIUUsu9TT46jmfJt3fYwOuFbC5HF_Zr4AqkhNc-xc94CWIRqw0RKBUMbpIsdYtm1/s1080/1000040497.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1043" data-original-width="1080" height="386" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8JjUACOqt85XVxQ7sz-zeXKjVr8YxKRg0FNR1GByzSlUvHHa-8a9RcaRpjIiGUn6ppKyyzkTY1G-I1KEYD7wvzT7WIetKGZaBY6ugvT7ECgpHd9dj1xw-DabcIIUUsu9TT46jmfJt3fYwOuFbC5HF_Zr4AqkhNc-xc94CWIRqw0RKBUMbpIsdYtm1/w400-h386/1000040497.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And last, this book, which I showed here before. Paid $11 for the lot, sold this one for $35. The others ranged in value from $2 to $11.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8DzBZw70DDdRYk0RTQxhXoE7P45J5f6mDbZA9Ing7EQ5wkyVv7eYcLunja8wIds1njBoNI_-HdODXSYR8fOyl5Uqjcqe4IUjjFECme25k1sDgvjkNW6O6B-U4i4hrQabJQJq_Owgn-yRT8_BG2FPQffrd-DRywuQTIoBp1GPuFPV3MZQ0QcFZcDN-/s1262/1000040495.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1262" data-original-width="1045" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8DzBZw70DDdRYk0RTQxhXoE7P45J5f6mDbZA9Ing7EQ5wkyVv7eYcLunja8wIds1njBoNI_-HdODXSYR8fOyl5Uqjcqe4IUjjFECme25k1sDgvjkNW6O6B-U4i4hrQabJQJq_Owgn-yRT8_BG2FPQffrd-DRywuQTIoBp1GPuFPV3MZQ0QcFZcDN-/w331-h400/1000040495.jpg" width="331" /></a></div><br /><div>We have been going to flea markets today, and auction pickup, so I will have more sorting and pricing to do.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll end with these two videos I saw on Facebook. The first is about the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/share/r/18fiTQmnoD/">raising of the Sistersville, WV ferry, </a>which sadly and unexpectedly sunk last week. Is it repairable? If so how much will it cost? And where will little Sistersville get the funds? I have ridden this ferry many times, and it has a special place in my heart, as two friends have been ferry board members and kept me up-to-date on ferry news.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The second is from the <b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/share/v/1B3FgwJuRv/">Australian The Voice</a></b>, and i find it just mesmerizing.&nbsp; Enjoy!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2026/04/customer-relations.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/AVvXsEj5aWu4d7zYCiIOQ0qRtveb_1Z0Vsvz6KFtgfCAYlqwu9pk9RIWPcXyIVYTBa4xqL3N2-ugi0D-55vdr8CsGmBL_pX8sKIuple-VMvXVWxqsJRkbT4z_VEMOqHntOOIRAbH7AM01fgOWjUSiXBCjryroRS-E14gOdYzOIo-ToymLMYmW8Z3rdcNaTCH/s72-w330-h400-c/1000040503.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>29</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-6923982106846710892</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2026 12:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-04-29T08:40:45.980-04:00</atom:updated><title>Dandelions!</title><description><div><br /></div><div><div class="body-fauxcolumns" style="color: #222222; 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min-height: 0px; position: relative;"><a name="9001088437506651472"></a><h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name" style="font: 24.48px Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; margin: 0px; position: relative;">Dente De Lion: The Lowly Dandelion</h3><div class="post-header" style="font-size: 15.84px; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 1.5em;"><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-9001088437506651472" itemprop="articleBody" style="font-size: 15.84px; line-height: 1.3; position: relative; width: 371.674px;"><i>63°f17°C, overcast after an overnight shower. More showers expected today. I hope so. We need it.</i></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-9001088437506651472" itemprop="articleBody" style="font-size: 15.84px; line-height: 1.3; position: relative; width: 371.674px;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-9001088437506651472" itemprop="articleBody" style="font-size: 15.84px; line-height: 1.3; position: relative; width: 371.674px;">This is from a post I wrote a few years ago. I thought it deserved a re-post.<br /><br />Dandelion: The French call it dente-de-lion, meaning lion's tooth, because the shape of the petals was thought to resemble the shape of&nbsp; that cat's dentures.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; color: #222222; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding: 5px; position: relative; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/proxy/AVvXsEhR-Hlsd_eYLzB95RbD3tt1ho4kooTKOXozV7ojBMjJdKJ7pyp6nFXNN8B3dlx8sTRAf1R8KmGNtyV7LJnR2Ou8hPPAOZjvEpbLc6aIR9J7z6aNzwCvdFvk4de3Qn2g2u8yjHMXx3ikoHIEljzhS3DLtj_nyQy7C8RYH7AzEbvMt9BdmO_KUrTLZ4-vOvGJydB1tXPy=s0-d" style="background: transparent; border-color: currentcolor; border-image: initial; border-style: none; border-width: medium; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 0px 0px 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; max-width: 100%; padding: 0px;" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.672px;">photo from last year</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Like so many other plants, there is much lore attached to the little golden face of early spring.<br /><br />For example:<br /><br /><ul style="line-height: 1.4; margin: 0.5em 0px; padding: 0px 2.5em;"><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">Woven into a wedding bouquet, dandelions are considered good luck for the new couple.&nbsp;</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">Dandelions in dreams mean a happy marriage.&nbsp;</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">They are also seen as symbols of hope, summer and childhood.&nbsp;</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">In medieval times, dandelions were used to predict a child's financial future when the flower was held beneath the child's chin; a golden glow meant the child would be rich.&nbsp;</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">In 18th century England children held the dandelion under their chin too, they thought that the more golden the glow the sweeter and kinder the child was.</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">The dandelion stalk was used to predict how much a child would grow in the coming year, so children worked hard to find the tallest stalk they could.</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">Dandelions have also been like the daisy--plucking petals and chanting “he loves me, he loves me not”&nbsp;</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">The dandelion flower opens an hour after sunrise and closes at dusk, so in some cultures the flower is referred to as a "Shepherd’s clock".</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">Make a wish immediately before blowing on dandelion, and your wish might come true.&nbsp;</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;Some say that dandelions are symbols of grief and connected to the Passion of Christ in religious symbolism; they are also one of the bitter herbs of Passover.</li><li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;">Five dandelion flowers are the emblem of White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia. The citizens celebrate spring with an annual Dandelion Festival. (from Wikipedia)</li></ul><br /><div class="MsoNormal">And then there's the seedhead: There are so many superstitions connected to blowing on the seedhead! Who would have thought it. We've probably all blown away the seeds from a dandelion's puffy seedhead. Many people believed that when the seeds are blown they carry good thoughts and affection to a loved one.&nbsp; If you blow on a dandelion seedhead and all the seeds blow away, you are loved. If some seeds remain it might indicate that your true love is not all that sure about you. Another belief was that the number of seeds left on the dandelion's head showed how many children a girl would have. Some say that the number of seeds remaining are how many years you have left to live. A common belief is that the number of seeds left is the time--so if there are ten, it should be ten o'clock, I have never tested this, but this superstition led to the term "dandelion clock" for the seed head.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Science tells us that the seeds' feathery "parachutes" (the pappus hairs) close when rain threatens. The dandelion is an excellent barometer, it seems. Its weather prediction skills are demonstrated best when the blooms have seeded and are in the fluffy, feathery state. In good weather the ball opens fully, but when rain is on the way, it shuts, very much like an umbrella. If the weather is&nbsp; showery, the head stays shut, and only opens when all threat of rain is past.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Dandelion uses:&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The sticky white sap was used as a folklore cure for warts and corns.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal">All parts of the plant may be eaten so dandelion is a valuable survival tool. The leaves were considered a spring tonic, helping to cleanse the blood after a long winter.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Dandelions are used to make wine, of course--only the flowerhead, though, and not the green parts as they will make the wine bitter. They are also used to make jelly, but I've never tried that--yet.</div><div class="MsoNormal">From&nbsp;<b><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taraxacum" style="color: #249fa3; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Wikipedia</a></b>:&nbsp; "Its ground, roasted roots can be used as a caffeine-free coffee alternative.[46] Dandelion was also traditionally used to make the traditional British soft drink dandelion and burdock, and is one of the ingredients of root beer. Dandelions were once considered delicacies by the Victorian gentry, who used them mostly in salads and sandwiches."</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The flowers of dandelions are typically eaten before they start to become seed heads, as although the fluffy "parachutes" are edible they are tasteless and their texture is considered unpleasant.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;Did you know that dandelions were intentionally transplanted from Europe to the New World in the early days of European settlement? Now they are at home all across America.&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">There are many names for this little plant:&nbsp;</span>bitterwort, blow-ball, lion’s tooth, cankerwort, clockflower, Irish daisy, priest's crown, puffball, swine's snout, telltime, yellow gowan, and probably many more. I find it very interesting that a French term for them, pissenlit (pee in bed) attests to the root’s diuretic qualities. England echoes this with their name, piss-a-bed.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://flowerfairies.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/SP_07-1024x1577.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #249fa3; text-decoration: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="519" height="400" src="https://flowerfairies.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/SP_07-1024x1577.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="258" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">A dandelion poem, from&nbsp;<b><a href="https://flowerfairies.com/the-dandelion-fairy/" style="color: #249fa3; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">The Flower Fairies website</a></b>:</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">Here’s the Dandelion’s rhyme:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">See my leaves with tooth-like edges;</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">Blow my clocks to tell the time;</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">See me flaunting by the hedges,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">In the meadow, in the lane,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">Gay and naughty in the garden;</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">Pull me up—I grow again,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">Asking neither leave nor pardon.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">Sillies, what are you about</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">With your spades and hoes of iron?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">You can never drive me out—</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #32373a; font-family: &quot;Droid Serif&quot;, Helvetica, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif;">Me, the dauntless Dandelion!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Long, long ago, so the story goes, the flowers had a huge argument about which of them was the most beautiful, the most special, the most loved by the humans and by the fairies. The argument lasted for weeks, with each flower claiming to be the most beautiful and the most loved. Finally, all of the flowers agreed to let the Flower Fairies decide.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/13YAAOSwdxVcTB3m/s-l500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #249fa3; text-decoration: none;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="364" height="320" src="https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/13YAAOSwdxVcTB3m/s-l500.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1) 1px 1px 5px; box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 100%; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="232" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I believe this story, like the images above, are from one of&nbsp;<b><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cicely_Mary_Barker" style="color: #249fa3; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Cicely Mary Barker</a></b>'s books about flower fairies.&nbsp;Ms. Barker&nbsp;<span style="color: #3c4043; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;">(28 June 1895 – 16 February 1973)&nbsp;</span></span>wrote many books about fairies and flowers, which remain popular today. I have found the story in many places online, with no attribution as to the author, so I am not sure of its source.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 21.4667px;"><br /></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 21.4667px;">Dandelion and the Flower Fairies&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The Flower Fairies sent they're gentlest and kindest of spirit fairy to settle the problem and to give one plant her blessing and the title of the "most perfect" flower. The little Fairy decided to test each flower by asking them one question.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The first flower the Fairy talked to was the Rose.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">"Where would you most like to live?" she asked it.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">"I would like to climb the castle wall." said the Rose. "And then kings and queens and nobles would pass by everyday and exclaim over my beauty, my scent and my delicate nature."</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The Flower Fairy walked sadly away from the Rose.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Next the Fairy came to a tulip, standing tall and proud. "Where would you most like to live?" she asked the Tulip.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">"Oh, I want to live in a public garden" said the Tulip. "Where everyday people would come and admire my wonderful colors and see how straight and tall I stand." Once again, the Fairy walked a way feeling sad.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">She walked until she came to a forest. There she found some Violets. She asked them "Where would you most like to live, little Violets?" "Oh" said the violets quietly "We like it here hidden in the woods where no one can see us and where the trees keep the sun from dulling our beautiful color."&nbsp;</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The fairy thanked the Violets and walked on looking for more flowers to talk to.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">She talked to the Tiger Lily who was much too wild and fierce.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">She talked to the Sunflower who barely answered her because all she wanted to do was be warmed by the sun.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The little Flower Fairy talked to the Orchids who only wanted to be taken out to dances and she tried to talk to the Narcissus but it was too busy looking at its reflection in the water to speak to her.</div><div class="MsoNormal">The little Fairy, with tears in her eyes, was ready to give up and go home when she came to a field with bright fluffy yellow flowers on long thin stalks. The leaves were long and jagged and very close to the ground. But the flowers....oh how happy and cheerful they looked in the field!</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">"Little one" said the Flower Fairy,z "What are you called and where would you like to live?"</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">"I am a dandelion" said the little flower."I'd like to live where ever there are children. I want to live beside the road, and in the meadows, and push up between the sidewalks in the cities, and make everyone feel happier when they see my bright colors." The Dandelion chattered on happily saying "I want to be the first flower that the children pick in the spring and take to their mothers. And I could tell if a child likes butter by being rubbed under their chins, and if a child makes a wish and blows my seeds, I could carry that wish on the wind."</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The Flower Fairy smiled brightly and said "Little Dandelion, you are the most perfect and special flower of all and you shall have your wish! You will blossom everywhere from spring till fall, and be known as the children's flower."</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal">And this is why the dandelion comes so early and pushes her head up everywhere with such strength and determination. And why she is so loved by children throughout her long life.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">For tons of dandelion fact, fiction, and crafts,<b>&nbsp;<a href="https://www.universalpreschool.com/how-to/dandelion_fun.asp" style="color: #249fa3; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">this is a good source</a></b>.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">More folklore&nbsp;<b><a href="https://www.learnreligions.com/dandelion-magic-and-folklore-4588986" style="color: #249fa3; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">here</a></b>.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Yet another story&nbsp;<b><a href="https://prezi.com/ron2tx7vlg1x/the-legend-of-the-dandelion/" style="color: #249fa3; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">on this site</a></b>.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><br />Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></description><link>http://grannysu.blogspot.com/2026/04/dandelions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Granny Sue)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/proxy/AVvXsEhR-Hlsd_eYLzB95RbD3tt1ho4kooTKOXozV7ojBMjJdKJ7pyp6nFXNN8B3dlx8sTRAf1R8KmGNtyV7LJnR2Ou8hPPAOZjvEpbLc6aIR9J7z6aNzwCvdFvk4de3Qn2g2u8yjHMXx3ikoHIEljzhS3DLtj_nyQy7C8RYH7AzEbvMt9BdmO_KUrTLZ4-vOvGJydB1tXPy=s72-c-d" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2634969979683449053.post-1514248773865588161</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2026 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2026-04-28T12:00:32.941-04:00</atom:updated><title>Before the Rain</title><description><div><i>58°f/14.4°C this morning, overcast after a night of rainshowers. High of 81 yesterday, 77 expected today, with clearing in the afternoon.&nbsp;</i></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Tpe9TvSLASz29dyvDMJzanA8WTUdbjzC4wdYYWDgJrqLnEV6GbSShhB1RW61dJVzsgurdtL3tWSxZhMLc2E5Ezfc0R-bqMMGQcRa7uiATH69rx8dJqzSXfhYLIV5mgsJe8xiDBbdnIjz_c0SwszPjCYqgg9MhP32ThCrv5AuWhr6JD10K-PGza98/s4000/1000040476.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Tpe9TvSLASz29dyvDMJzanA8WTUdbjzC4wdYYWDgJrqLnEV6GbSShhB1RW61dJVzsgurdtL3tWSxZhMLc2E5Ezfc0R-bqMMGQcRa7uiATH69rx8dJqzSXfhYLIV5mgsJe8xiDBbdnIjz_c0SwszPjCYqgg9MhP32ThCrv5AuWhr6JD10K-PGza98/w300-h400/1000040476.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>View from my rocker on the porch.&nbsp;</i></div></i><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Yesterday was a full-on garden day. I planted those lily bulbs, and transplanted a coral bells plant that was being crowded out by hostas and a peony. Then I watered the plants I put in last week, as we had only had a small shower since planting.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Next up was tilling. I have experimented over the last few years with no-till gardening, with mixed and not really satisfactory results. I think perhaps our soil still has too much clay for this to work. The plants took longer to get established and overall didn't seem as robust, the soil stayed wet much longer, and I had more problems with diseases. On the plus side, weeding was minimal, and when the drought hit these plants still did very well. So after weighing the pluses and minuses, I am back to tilling, but will continue to mulch as I have done for years. The soil looks amazing, very rich and friable. Which it should, after years of care and nourishment.</div><div><br /></div><div>Later in the day--after a couple hours porch time and a couple glasses of iced tea!--I went back out to&nbsp;</div><div>put in some seeds: Indian corn, onions, spinach, beets, basil, dill, and parsley. I have never grown onions from seed before but it have had good luck with leeks so I thought I would give it a try. The leeks seeded a few weeks ago are already up. I planted beans, cucumbers and squash last week. So the garden is filling up! I was tired, but boy am i glad to have done this, as the overnight rain really settled those seeds in perfectly.</div><div><br /></div><div>I was delighted to see the row of glads I put out there in the veggie garden are now poking through the ground. When I was a child, our next-door neighbor grew rows of glads for the local florist, and they were a beautiful sight. I think a row in the garden will look so pretty.</div><div><br /></div><div>I did stop a while to make dinner too: broiled steak,&nbsp; pan-grilled asparagus, sweet potatoes cooked in brown sugar and butter , and a macaroni salad like my mother used to make, just the pasta, chopped celery, celery seed, salt, pepper, and mayo. I added minced parsley and chives from my garden, and a little poppyseed dressing with the mayo. Simple and good.</div><div><br /></div><div>Larry mowed grass most of the afternoon, but when he stopped to fill up with gas, the mower would not restart. So aggravating. He also finished up this little table for our booth. At least&nbsp; that made him feel good.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpP0rlnfrzAt7bg2M-u5VWGE63AIJHaELEYl5fywASunsuMeCRS4MsssbYz8eS96tdv-BQrXdb1tPGgEYr7oqoGmSsUs4i4k78yVtYdwG3o1BtCObwOEHckHJw0qH6DfQTPWTHefVPcvFo16nsh9IwLLrpxYHN0OCLTXrOFUeR2skgK7-p6gDoT5KU/s3892/1000040481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3892" data-original-width="2706" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpP0rlnfrzAt7bg2M-u5VWGE63AIJHaELEYl5fywASunsuMeCRS4MsssbYz8eS96tdv-BQrXdb1tPGgEYr7oqoGmSsUs4i4k78yVtYdwG3o1BtCObwOEHckHJw0qH6DfQTPWTHefVPcvFo16nsh9IwLLrpxYHN0OCLTXrOFUeR2skgK7-p6gDoT5KU/w278-h400/1000040481.jpg" width="278" /></a></div><br /><div>The past two evenings, we've had firepit time. It is our reward for our day's work, and so pleasant to be out there with the dogs, listening to the fire crackles and the birds go to bed. It can be a challenge to make Larry stop, with so much to be done. And hour or two out there just restores the soul.</div><div><br /></div><div>His and hers!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYr-U1S1FmtkbvpXuJ-kC6rwZbH1VmdKvLo0R_irfnNaORPMVFP97CMoSttwgfqLLRG7yQOfo7xNDbMKlE3xJO6lODHY2dRW0nzuJ1xjlaVf6urECFJABpgLGonQnVQLiue0SfxbbpxBdLcSBVIeqbqla6P9za_SneepLaKomfbgSjo6P7FEmajDAB/s2566/1000040351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2368" data-original-width="2566" height="369" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYr-U1S1FmtkbvpXuJ-kC6rwZbH1VmdKvLo0R_irfnNaORPMVFP97CMoSttwgfqLLRG7yQOfo7xNDbMKlE3xJO6lODHY2dRW0nzuJ1xjlaVf6urECFJABpgLGonQnVQLiue0SfxbbpxBdLcSBVIeqbqla6P9za_SneepLaKomfbgSjo6P7FEmajDAB/w400-h369/1000040351.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht2rxybOalzzCecbgJXaieqk-JhmYg2uZMz4_ZU7IJRgN4nxAen0qqc5yPVhSojGrN2C_tBkb842DSvWYCcFS1f_E8mIHhpGs25xW3jjH0uA8S5r4UDZ0iswyBldjGzd4RUiJMhiTU_Y9B0JrmeOi05LvSDkb0M04tZDgBIDYZG5ES0lsnRBJ4xE8k/s4000/1000040353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht2rxybOalzzCecbgJXaieqk-JhmYg2uZMz4_ZU7IJRgN4nxAen0qqc5yPVhSojGrN2C_tBkb842DSvWYCcFS1f_E8mIHhpGs25xW3jjH0uA8S5r4UDZ0iswyBldjGzd4RUiJMhiTU_Y9B0JrmeOi05LvSDkb0M04tZDgBIDYZG5ES0lsnRBJ4xE8k/w300-h400/1000040353.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Today we are off to his doctor appointment in Charleston, stopping to pay the last of our taxes on the way. There goes $$$. Maybe I'll stop on the way home and buy plants. More $$, but so much more satisfying!</div><div><br /></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/2026/04/before-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/AVvXsEh0Tpe9TvSLASz29dyvDMJzanA8WTUdbjzC4wdYYWDgJrqLnEV6GbSShhB1RW61dJVzsgurdtL3tWSxZhMLc2E5Ezfc0R-bqMMGQcRa7uiATH69rx8dJqzSXfhYLIV5mgsJe8xiDBbdnIjz_c0SwszPjCYqgg9MhP32ThCrv5AuWhr6JD10K-PGza98/s72-w300-h400-c/1000040476.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item></channel></rss>If you would like to create a banner that links to this page (i.e. this validation result), do the following:
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