Tuesday, April 08, 2014

Blogging, just an online diary?

I started this blog so long ago, or so it seems. But lately, during my infrequent visits, this blog can feel like walking into an empty room. Blogs take work to build followers, and you must make faithful visits to other blogs. It's like good friends...you need that give and take. Is it time to let the sun set on Various and Sunday? Hmm? I wonder.

Monday, February 17, 2014

Kitchen lift-off, at last

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Just when you think you’ll never have a kitchen, it all comes together. Counters, a fixture, a range and range hood, dishwasher, you name it – we now have it. 

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Gwynnie is inspecting the sink.

One of the first meals: a pot of vegetable soup. It was on one of those cold days when I thought I’d turn to ice. The soup was so good. I love peas. (Folks in the northeast probably would like to say: shut your pie hole, you don’t know cold.) And they’d be right I think…but it’s all relative.

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This, below, was on the counter recently during a lunch visit with Miss Sherri. She noticed the artistic combination and I snapped the picture.

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And on that note, I say, I’m off to enjoy a day off work! Happy Presidents Day!

Saturday, February 15, 2014

for my Darling husband

Though he rarely visits my blog, here’s a beautiful song just for him. I’m so lucky to be his Valentine…

Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Noise, and more noise

And I wish it were just one guy with one jackhammer. But no, it seems they are jackhammering the neighborhood into the ground. The house next to mine is under an onslaught of construction (since we moved in). The cross street a stone's throw from me is Jackhammer City. Huge city machines, chunking up concrete: all. day. long. And two doors down I hear they're tearing down a rental to build a new house. Oh joy! Wait, I have Bose noise-cancelling earphones. Grabbing them now and going "under."

Monday, February 03, 2014

The cure for a wall: English ivy

So, we have this wall that sort of covers the front of our house. I am not thrilled with it, because I feel like it walls us off, or in. While I am a bit of an introvert, I do love saying "hi there" to passing neighbors. But I digress. For this wall, I think I've found an answer. English ivy! Which I love! I cracked up at this picture, though, because while it is quite gorgeous, it does look like the ivy is SWALLOWING the house. I can totally see us getting too busy, accidentally letting it go a bit long, and *POOF* we're buried in the stuff.

Did you know this about English ivy? English ivy uses a chemical adhesive secreted by its adventitious rootlet ends in order to stick to a vertical surface – it can even cling to something as smooth as glass. The secretion is yellowish and forms circular dots on the vertical surface. It is very sticky, and becomes stickier as it dehydrates. More info to be found here.

Flash update: I went out at 5:00, after working, and planted the ivy! It was already almost dark, and definitely dark as I was finishing up. I'm sure the neighbors, coming home/driving by, thought I was nuts. But, the entire flat is in the ground, all along the bottom of the wall. And I let it know we have high hopes for it. :o) Of course, as I read more on it, everyone says it's pretty awful, pulls down your wall, and brings rats! How positively romantic! And from what I read, I planted way to much of it. Fun! Stay tuned for me battling rats and trying to prop up my house with sticks. On the upside, we eventually want that wall to come down, so let's let the ivy do it! Ack!

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Spring can't come too soon!

 
O Such a commotion under the ground,
When March called, "Ho there! ho!"
Such spreading of rootlets far and wide,  
Such whispering to and fro!
"Are you ready?" the Snowdrop asked,
"Tis time to start, you know."
"Almost, my dear!" the Scilla replied,
"I'll follow as soon as you go."
Then "Ha! ha! ha!" a chorus came
Of laughter sweet and low,
From millions of flowers under the ground,
Yes, millions beginning to grow.
 
"I'll promise my blossoms," the Crocus said,
"When I hear the blackbird sing."
And straight thereafter Narcissus cried,
"My silver and gold I'll bring."
"And ere they are dulled," another spoke,
"The Hyacinth bells shall ring."
But the Violet only murmured, "I'm here,"
And sweet grew the air of Spring.
Then "Ha! ha! ha!" a chorus came
Of laughter sweet and low,
From millions of flowers under the ground,
Yes, millions beginning to grow.
 
--by Ralph Waldo Emerson 

Thursday, January 02, 2014

Salute to Vienna

Had a great day yesterday, New Year’s Day, with my mother- and father-in-law and hubby at Copley Symphony Hall. We got our fill of Viennese music, and dancing by the Kiev Aniko Ballet of Ukraine, who have names like Sergiy Afanasyev, Nazar Botsiy, and Oleksandr Manshylin, no less! It was a nice way to ring in 2014! And I think my grandmother and mom were “there” somewhere, seeing it with me.

(Taken while the orchestra was tuning up…)

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