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Have you read in your local papers all about the saga playing out here in New England? The story of a family run business in turmoil? Where one cousin was in charge and all kinds of money was being made and new stores held “Grand Openings”, then the new shareholders wanted the other cousin to run the show.
Well it has been a well known fact about this families inner turmoil for those who grew up near the where it all takes place. I have looked on from the outside and as a trucker I have delivered loads of goods that would be placed on the shelves in their stores.
When I moved to my home in 1988 I made 20 mile round trip runs once a week, to do my food shopping. No they were not the only game in town just a place that toted “More For Your Dollar”. I have shopped at their many stores since I was 18 and now 58 I would say I have been a very loyal customer. From the very old original stores to my towns brand new one, I love them all, what I don’t like is that family squabbles, yes we all have them, have to interfere with the shopping public.
You see back in July they told Artie T. he would have to step aside to let his cousin Arthur S. run the show. The store was about to take on a look and feel unlike the last 40 years I shopped. The workers were upset and unrest began pretty quickly. The workers said “Bring Artie T BACK!” You see he cared about the company as well as the workers and maybe just a little less about the bottom line as his cousin maybe. The worker’s made signs. Some stayed home but most worked their shift and then stood outside for a month boycotting the way Artie T. was told to go. They rallied behind him in a way that makes me so proud. You see they stood up for a man they loved to work for and held their ground to the point where almost all customers showed their support for them and refused to enter any of the many, many stores of this famous New England supermarket chain. Have you shopped at one of our Market Baskets/Demoulas stores?
Day after day we had to shop elsewhere. Customers would bring their receipts to their local boycotted stores and tape them up as a reminder they had to eat and that this is what their beloved stores were loosing in revenue. Store after store windows were covered with receipts how could management not see? It has been going on for so many days that it is usually the lead story on our local news. The duel being played out by the two Arthurs.
Well the recent news on this fiasco is that they will all will be fired should they not go back to the stores and warehouses. Managers told to CLEAN UP the properties. Signs of BOYCOTT must come down! Receipts too! See they have had enough, well so did the workers.
It comes down to power plays and greed. Artie T. from the moment he was told to go home said he would buy controlling interest from his cousin. There came a point where this group of CEO’s stated another local food chain was interested in sweeping in to purchase the whole package. I for one watched that store put a Mom and Pop run small chain out of business when they moved in 3 miles away, with great prices and as soon as the other one failed up went their prices, which is why I traveled the 20 miles round trip each week for 40 years. So should they sell to them I will continue to shop my local Farmer’s Markets and Meat shops yes it will be more expensive but I have my priorities and principles as well and my allegiance is to my much loved Market Basket store.
We miss you Artie T.
Rock on to all those workers who held their ground and brought this company down upon their knees, begging for customers and for their workers to return to their posts, when maybe they should stayed on theirs knees just a bit longer and gave thanks to God for all they have enjoyed for so many years here in New England.
I will miss you so much if you go.
A valued customer indeed
So far behind I saw I have 300 of your blogs I have yet to see. Getting this place squared away is becoming a full time job and all I want to do is create. Don’t feel bad :) I work around here potting up flowers and cutting the lawn and am now thing of building a set of stairs leading down to the lower yard so I can weed whack easier. We had a small straight tree fall one day and it has laid where we left it after cutting off all the limbs it is time for me to re-purpose. I will make some cuts into the hill and add a piece of tree then cut a little further down and do another level till I am at the bottom and have used the whole tree! Yes eventually it will rot and become one with the soil but it’s OK by then I will not want to mow this place anymore. My man misses mowing so I have him do things around here I can’t. Like he is taking the pieces from our gazebo and re-purposing them into a structure I can use as a greenhouse. I will ask him to dig a root cellar too! He has taken apart a generator for one piece to use on our windmill so we can do away with that bank of HUGE batteries and go direct from wind to plug I like the idea of living green and using things till they are trash and even then I recycle them into their proper container at the town dump.
Update on Mom she finds out today if she can come home which means I will go stay with her for 5 days a week at her home. I will cook and clean for her. I will take her through her rehab moves and get her to appointments and do shopping for her. My brother needs rest and less worry he is not well and if I can do this for the two of them it is the least I can do. Since Dad died we have not been a close family pain and hurt and loss can do that or in some families it can make your stronger. I will do all I can and not kick myself for things I can’t. I have come a long way in a year and for that I am so grateful.
Just got word from son that the piece he sent to NYC Art Museum for a auction to help the gallery sold for more than $6,000.00 my wish is that he now sees himself as a true artist and not a troubled soul. Good news from all sections of my life and yet more reasons to be filled with joy.
The birds greet me each morning with beautiful songs and the bears have not bothered us for awhile but I bring in seed for the night but then mice came in for seed and cat worked overtime :) all is finally right and hole repaired! Way I see it if a mouse can come in so can a SNAKE and that will not happen on MY WATCH!
I have been taking photos and adding them into my online stores with early morning coffee while the home is full of sleeping sounds from the three of them and in the evenings while watching my music shows The Voice and American Idol I paint. I am trying to do a body of work as my teacher asked me to do. I have chosen trees for now but have no idea of the best way to preserve them and keep them clean and ready to share when I am ready. If you are an artist how do you do this? I am too prolific to fame each piece and really just want them ready so when asked to show portfolio they look as nice as when I signed them. Not sure what to do. Most of mine are made to float not for mats. So much easier to take a photo and sell them as prints or as a shower curtain or some bedding or maybe a card. 50 to 100 pieces of Watercolor Art is ALOT how do you do it?
I will leave you with one I just did and a photo or two of my flowers and my wish for you all here in the US is for a safe and wonderful Memorial Day weekend it will be my BLOGS anniversary when I first met some of you dear friends another reason for gratitude. For those in other countries you know I wish you well and what ever the weather in your part of the world I hope you are enjoying it and getting out as well. Life is too short to let it fly by.
I am working on catching up with as many of you as I can. Have a great week!
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I took one, three hour class to see if I would like painting again and to see what Watercolor was all about. My teacher was terrific and from Russia. It was during the games in Sochi.
I had signed up on really a whim and on the night I attended, at a local high school adult education course I was not alone. There were seven of us and one of which was there to learn Acrylics so as she learned so did we. The class was fun and fast paced as I would soon learn so was the art of Watercolor.
She taught us about resist, loading up your brush with a juicy mix of pigment and how important it was to have lots of fresh, clean water too.
At the end of the class we had new skills. We had been taught a way with in which to relax and let go. To feel your work as it flowed onto our 140 pound cold pressed paper. Life was good till I got home then the fun began!
Each day I try to take an hour sometimes more and sit with my brushes, pigments and a huge bucket of water and do some technique.
I have a friend who is amazing with her paints and she gives me tips and links to videos on YOUTUBE to help me learn even more. So I am learning and watching and trying and will do so probably for as long as there is paper for me to lay a stroke of paint onto.
I am not proficient of course having just had a three hour lesson but I am having so much fun that I signed up to go to my teachers studio twenty minutes away and see what else I can learn from a pro. I am having trouble with pine trees as I do not want to paint a real tree but really an obscure, sort of abstract one. I know it will come in time as I pick up new equipment here and there I am sure good brushes will really make the difference. My friend usually does her masterpieces on 300 pound cold pressed paper but for now till I learn the steps in getting the image in my head out onto the paper and I am happy I will stick to the cheaper ones.
I can not leave you without sharing one I did now don’t laugh I am new to this usually I just paint the house and barn!
Take a lesson on something new at a local school and just have FUN!!!! Life is hard enough on most of us. I am calling doctor today to book my surgery for shoulder to get it done with to hopefully lessen all the pain of the last seven months the heck with the snows that fall and trust me there will be snow here in New England but as I have been watching the birds pair up and chase each other I know I can handle what ever mother nature throws our way.
I also have visitor’s not like you all do mine usually are very wild, here are a few lousy shots through the window as light was leaving for the day. A Mother Deer and her young. She looks healthy but not pregnant so maybe there will be no fawn prancing in the yard but I must remember this winter was brutal for not only us but them as well.
Have a great week everyone and stay safe in your travels.
Taken inside at the 2014 Boston Flower Show
The best day for me to linger would be the day the horrid winter, truly gives up it’s strong hold and allows spring to arrive with all of it’s beauty.
You know the kind of day, snow banks filthy from too many months of winters cold, when the earth lets out a sigh and you witness it begin to drink up the moisture that once would only allow more ice to form. When the frost beneath the yard was just too thick to allow for drainage of any kind to begin. It is the kind of day I wait so long for. I hear about it coming on the news and I get ready. I bring out the table and chair from the barn, yes we are tough here up in the northeast.
As the morning arrives I will be ready. The sun will come up and greet me at the kitchen window, beside the coffee maker where I will stand and wait for it to finish all the while I will soak in the first rays of this special day. By the second cup JT and I will make our way to the table and chair lying in wait for me to sit and linger.
The birds will be signing their absolute prettiest tunes and the Apple tree will have swollen buds as will the Forsythia. This is how I will spend each morning after that first day of warmth, lingering in the yard with my girl, soaking in the suns warmth only from now on with sunscreen.
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As I wake to this world I am apart of each day I am struck by it’s beauty. Now you know I hate the snow and the extra work we need to do in order to clear it from our path but you know I adore the land.
So first off without a doubt I believe in God. I know without a doubt as it is hard to at times when we look out at all the evil that abounds.
It pains me to see hurt and destruction and so much loss but I believe in God.
I also believe that if man continues to destroy this earth at the rate it has been we won’t exist as a planet for thousands of years to come.
Now they ask for three things we believe in on this challenge and for me I will end on a lighter note.
I know without a doubt each animal I have shared my life with has loved me as much as I loved them.
Be kind to one another and to God’s animals as surly all you need to do is look at a full bird feeder to see so many others can get along with each other.
Ok now I know if I was good I would have added photos to get the point across even better but they are just plain ugly as is cancer of any kind.
Please don’t use sun tanning beds.
Don’t roast and roll as I did for years.
Always wear SUNSCREEN!!!!!
8 Stitches on my face
Huge amounts of swelling
All are a reminders of how careless I was about my health.
Please protect your children as well.
They did not have sunscreen when I was young but I know I never would have worn it anyway.
I was out for the glow!
Blondes look pretty when they are tan you know what I mean.
Well if I have any more scars than this one down the road I know I did it to myself but it is too late for regrets
So protect your SKIN
Cleaning out the clutter one spot in the house each day.
Shredding paper from my past that with the ex husbands death is no longer needed.
I am adding it all to my soil in hopes of a lush green garden.
I will give away things I no longer need.
I will sell some things on EBay to make my life easier.
I shall go through photo albums last and throw away all photos that no longer move me or are not quite good enough for future generations to come across there goes another 100 pounds of clutter!
So do you have STUFF you no longer want or need or are you traveling sideways through your spaces?
Clutter is weighing us down in many ways but mostly emotionally. Set it FREE!
Here is a neat way laid out here for you.
Wonder what kind of treasure I will find within the TRASH!
Daily Prompt: Time After Time
Traditions: we’ve all got ‘em. They might be family dinners on special occasions, or having a particular kind of cake on your birthday (Jeanne Cake, natch), or popcorn at the movies, or meeting your friend for a 5k run in the park, rain or shine, every Sunday morning. What are your favorite traditions, large and small? What is it about your traditions that keep them going strong for you?
You made me think this morning Daily Prompt
I grew up with so many Family Traditions.
We used to go to both sides of our family, for holidays. They would split them up so we would know our Grandparents, Aunts and Uncles as well as our Cousins.
Many miles were laid down. Traveling from our state to theirs. Even with family scattered our parents made the effort for us to be together. I never knew there was any other way to live.
Flash forward fifty eight years from yesterday and really I have no real family. No closeness. Brothers, well two of them, moved to the south and one lives 20 minutes from me but I may as well be on the other side of the world. He is the baby, now 40+ years old but clearly in charge of our mom. I was born first and always cared for the three of them but since dad passed away ten years ago I have been left to make my own traditions as each holiday comes around.
Traditions are a part of each of us, be it currant or just a memory.
I now place a large turkey in the oven, stuffed with deliciousness, no longer getting dressed to see the family for holidays but getting dressed to head out the door. I go for walks with the dog and my special guy. We time it perfectly to arrive back home, as a turkey really just needs one nice basting to crisp up the skin, so it will look beautiful as I sit it at the table for two well the cat and dog will be allowed some on their plates when dinner is done. I make all the traditional side dishes from my childhood and some he remembers as well, see he has no family left at all. We have each other. We happily set out making new traditions together.
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So Fast Indeed……. sorry lousy FAST photo, pretty color though :)
It was windy and cold so we stayed home. JT was tired of staying in so I slid my boots on and wrapped a warm scarf across my head and face lol I must be getting old :) and when I grabbed the camera she ran off to get her Frisbee. She is too smart but I must have told you that before. Most of us are now old friends. I still didn’t have my coat on and she was running back and forth from the door to me in the kitchen. Going on 8 but some days more like a two year old.
As you can see by the shadows it was a sunny day but very cold, too cold to go to walk the beach in Maine as we had planned. Besides between VT and Maine over 100,000 were having Christmas with no power. Most people up here in the northeast are smart about having two sources of fuel to heat their places with. We have propane that almost ran out before he showed up Christmas Eve at almost 6 PM and back up is nut coal, I love coal heat. We use propane for cooking too and now we have an electric water heater I have never had one of them before but with gas stove I can light the burner with a match and boil water in a pinch.
Maybe if we follow these tracks we can catch him being a busy beaver seems by the vegetation here where the tracks lead to that he has chewed off most of my beautiful Forsythias. They are tough and will grow back but I did not want them PRUNED!
Swim out from under the ice climb across the land down to grab more of my beautiful bushes then back to his damn DAM!
And head right for my seriously “WEEPING WILLOW TREE ” where JT is on it’s scent! she is such a good girl but she is a herder not a hunting dog.
We hope you had a Wonderful Christmas.
We had our Christmas Ham with Baked Potato, Acorn Squash and Carrots to end the wonderful day spent together at home. No babies, no presents from a store but a warm home and hot meal what more could we ask for. We have all we will ever need except for Peace On Earth so tonight after dessert, a simple brownie, when we close our eyes that is what we will hope the world can get as it’s gift from all of us.
With Love from me too you and a wish that you and your families travel safely so we can all await the New Year TOGETHER
I wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas and for those who do not celebrate the birth of our Christ a very Happy Holiday Season to you as well.
I remember the days of our family home on Christmas morning. We, the three of us children, were so very lucky to have what was waiting under our tree, be it real or the metal one with that colorful wheel. We never knew of the struggle or the monies spent for months to follow, to pay for it all. Life is simple through the eyes of a child or that is how it seemed when I was a kid. I was blessed with a Mom and Dad. A roof over our heads and a wonderful feast laid out on the kitchen table.
For many years Thanksgiving was spent up here in New Hampshire with my Mother’s side of the family where all would come together as one and give thanks for what we had. Back then I never gave thought of what others went through to pull it off. They worked hard each and every day and lived within their means. We had mini Christmas that weekend as well because usually Dad would take us to his parents house for Christmas school break.
Dad worked all day and then worked on the car he would load up with presents which we never knew were ours, see what I mean about simple times. We were children who spent the days outside playing after school never giving a thought as too what the parents had going on. No wonder they were stressed, I see that now. The car was packed with gifts for grandparents and us then in went all the clothes we would all need for a road trip to Nana and Grandpa’s. You see I have since learned by trucking it was 660 miles each way. With three rambunctious children and our dog Teddy. We made this journey from Massachusetts to Pennsylvania most Christmas holidays. Maybe that is where I found the love for the road. Staying awake with Daddy driving in the middle of what I now know was blizzards, helping him keep track of the white line on the edge of the road. He had his whole family with him in our old car with a piece of plywood on the folded down seat for us all to sleep. Daddy never did and I am sure Mom tried to always stay awake so Daddy could as she was his company, on this journey. So today with the saved tree from the dump with no gifts under it, I remain thankful for all I have ever had for it is more than many others never did.
With Daddy gone and grandparents too as well as all but two Aunts and 2 Uncles my family now three brothers and my Mom, we no longer have those times together. That is what I miss the most as this holiday nears FAMILY.
Today I am thankful and grateful for all of you I follow and to those who follow me, for we are a family of sorts. Sharing joy and happiness. Wonderful things to bake and make. We are there as well when sadness hurts so bad. Thanks everyone for yet another year spent with you.
Peace On Earth Good Will To Men
It was early Friday and we thought for sure there would be no rain if we went far enough north. We packed the dogs water and food for her and some fruit and sandwich fixings in case we got hungry as well. We have not seen rain for two weeks and are due to have some and yesterday a few light showers passed through the White Mountains of New Hampshire but it did nothing to dampen our day as we are determined New Englander’s(wait is that a real word, lol?)
We headed up the highway till we hit the notch and the travelled across Route 112 West in search of a spot to get some panning done in the river and swing the metal detectors. JT had her agenda as well simply just to PLAY!
We dropped her daddy off at the river while I took a familiar ride to most of you,
though this time the color was not so brilliant I was either a few days late or maybe early. It was still a nice 20 mile ride to get a hot cup of coffee and for me and my girl to have some alone time. She loves riding shotgun with me two chicks in a black truck yes you know we turn heads lol.
Some of you already know I have a shoulder that has been hurting badly and having just had an injection by the surgeon I was up to getting out and since I can not see him till Halloween why not celebrate by spending time out in nature with my two favorites.
Now for a few shots of color I captured along the way.
This shot I took beside me while I was at the gas station fueling up.
Summer and Fall play Tug O War
No fall color to steal the beauty of the covered bridge this year.
JT and I may not have found a lot of color along the stream but we found a little Zen and her daddy found some color in his pan!
Clearly some of the trees were more like me holding on to Summer for all it is worth. Fall may be pretty to look at but next comes cold and snow and that is not welcome in my world yet. Poor folks in WY and SD just got hammered with a nasty blizzard and all-weather marches our way thankfully it is 2,000 miles away.
We left the river and climbed up to capture a pretty view which you can find even if the weather is not perfect.
As we traveled southeast I stopped to capture a few shots of a lake and to let the dog stretch her legs it had been a long day of riding and walking so I will add a few more photos of the lake as I end this post and get back to catching up on as many of yours as I can with the sun showing up I maybe pulled away again .
Have a great weekend!
I forgot. Yesterday was a day I listed to some Janis Joplin tunes as it was the day she died so long ago and as I traveled down 16 S I saw a place for Old Hippies and I needed some perfume, that I have worn as my signature scent since the late 60’s, yes Patchouli Oil lol “old hippies” (well I was just a tad too young to be a real one thankfully or I may not have made it either) I am told by the young girl inside come in for it all the time. This was the decoration outside their door. Now what a way to end a perfect trip for COLOR!
While reading your blogs I realized how much I missed mine. Each day I want to write and share but usually nothing comes. Since April it has been very hard. Seems before it was easy to express myself and now being cleared of all the CLUTTER within me leaves me wondering if I really have much to say.
I am so happy poor but very, very happy. I am at peace and seems I had posts so full of sadness and despair oh yes Joy as well if you looked deeper within it was there but really I was just not whole.
I still see things others will never get and it is OK maybe they are not meant to.
Ok on with today’s RARE BLOG really from me NOT A RE-BLOG he he READY?
So I have not seen much of my Mom since my return from retreat and she has not ben well so I made it a point when I got my check this month to take the $30 in gas right out and go spend sometime with her after I was done with Shoulder PT appointment. Ron and JT came with me as even she is feeling more like herself never will something from China be consumed in my home by ANY OF US!
So I get to Mom’s and she is doubled over unable to stand up straight I tell her to use the cane more to hold herself up though her hands are bad and I understand why she doesn’t. She has had RA for 40 years or better been crippled then better now her spine is worsening as she has lost so much of her height. She now has 2 cracked or broken vertebrae she will never tell me as too many years I was broken so she tries to toughen it out. She actually said she was ready to go. What the hell does that mean? Ready to go she is healthy as an ox except for the pain and she refuses anything but Tylenol and we all know the dangers of that drug.
So I had gone down with the full intent to scrub floors, clean refrigerator, scrub the stove things you ought to stand to do and need to do for more than a minute. I went around the property of this home I grew up in and admired all the flowers she grew. She had some beauties. I went out to the front yard and saw a section of the garden beds I had done so much work on my whole adult life now looking so pitiful. I asked what she wanted to do about it as she insists she loves her home and doesn’t want to sell and move in with one of us or her own apartment with little she would have to do but care for herself. She says “I can’t do it anymore”. I have known this for a long time hell I can not do what I used to and I am 20 years younger. So I get her garden cart, shovel, rake and a bucket with soil and proceed to dig every last Iris and Lily mixed in with weeds and grass out of the front bed. I took each one and trimmed back the green growth and cleaned the roots and set them aside. I worked for 2 hours on them alone I did that sitting on the same front stairs as I had when I was a little girl all the while watching Mom insisting on sitting outside with me and JT she sat in a plastic lawn chair. Same kind I did my retreat in not that comfortable.
After I had them done I moved on to trim a bush them I really trimmed it pretty much till it was just above the soil as there was so much dead branches soon she would lose them anyway. As I worked on my feet she tried to play a little with JT. It was warm so the dog did not mind resting a lot.
I got to this beautiful bush and knew if it was up to me to add a fresh coat of paint to the front of this house I could not have shrubbery against it so again I began a hard prune taking out many dead branches. Well This is usually covered in bees and yes it was a beauty but so out of control. I came across something that saddened me. Seems our world is so full of filth and debris and so many slobs our little birds have learned to cope the best they can. See?
So much plastic trash was a part of this poor Mother Bird’s nest
I swear it looked as if it were a home in the projects it made me very sad.
Now wait till you see what her front yard looks like now.
We had not seen that last window for years she will have to pull the blinds down now till she decides if she wants to let it grow back or if we can make this place pretty with something easy to care for. I am not getting any younger either and with injuries even worse. Ron is in no better health he has lost so much weight and muscle and he is diabetic to boot.
All was not worrisome at Mom’s some of the day was delightful which is how I will end this post UPBEAT! :)
Mom painted this rock years ago and we thought the bees thought her artwork was real but then a guy I went to school with thought maybe they were just wanting to grab hold so they could get a drink. I told her to place a shallow dish with rock in it so birds could have their baths again :)
Remember she loves flowers like me so here are a few I took after I did all the work so they are not that good but still pretty
Thanks for coming to Mom’s with me.
She would love all of you. Each one is so very special to me XO
This makes for lots of HAPPY BEES
I am hoping for some yummy goodness from this plant the flowers are Beautiful
Even these are so pretty if you can get in real close boy I wish I had not lost all my MACRO ability in my camera but hitting re-format :(
Safely behind the garden fence where hungry Turkey and Bear could easily get into but so far have not.
Finally something for all my effort.
Shortest Corn on Earth
Sad looking Sunflower too much rain and clearly not enough Sunshine.
Not only does the cat enjoy this beautiful plant but the Bumble Bees and these Hummingbird Moths seem to love it as well!
Can’t get a great Macro with Easy Share will have to see if I can get a local camera shop to fix what I have done to it.
You can get an idea about what is happening here in my yard just before Aug. We have frost that arrives in Sept. and Oct. so I hope this garden starts taking off SOON!
Have a wonderful day!
You all know how much I adore nature and photography that seems to go hand in hand with it , when it comes to me.
I wanted to show you what I have been up to in my spare time.
Yes I am free everyday to do what I want but due to money like the rest of us I chose what I do accordingly.
I am a member of our local garden club I am sure I mentioned that a few times here. You knew we sell plants to put back into our community so here is the latest project 4 out of 5 woman in our group did. Not bad since most are 40-mid 50’s.
This is a shot of a downtown intersection I had moved the urn to in preparation for our Memorial Day parade.
When I placed it here after the winter plows were safely parked I had no idea how grown in and messy this spot had become.
At our monthly meeting on the 13th it was decided we would tackle it weather permitting that upcoming weekend.
We went with shovels and rakes and trash bags too.
One of the woman in the club had borrowed her son in laws pickup to bring supplies. We were all parked off the road in the dirt, and had been for hours when a renter in a home at this intersection gets in his truck and steps on the gas, punches it really and shoots across this busy intersection, with all of us woman working in, and proceeds to slam into the trucks drivers door WHAM! He jumps out of his truck and proceeds to photograph where we were all parked. I laughed at him and said “They talk about WOMAN DRIVERS!” he got so angry, I was hoping he was drunk actually but it seems he is just not all there but still allowed to drive. So I asked for the police to be called so we could continue to work safely. A woman had just walked by his truck with her dog and we were going back and for with weeds, thankfully it was a truck that got hit.
So two officers arrive and the man points to ME lol what he doesn’t know is who I am and how the police know me as a hero and a hard worker. His info was taken and he was sent on his way. The police put out cones for us and put police tape alongside all our cars and trucks. Then stood and talked, while we worked.
Now I have lived here since 1988 and know a few people who also call our town home. So as we are working like crazy woman, up against the weather forecast, a local man with his own excavating company stopped to say hello to me on the side of the road and wondered when I had developed such a Green Thumb!
I reminded him all he never knew me as was a hard-working trucker , then so hurt after the wreck with the bus in 2000 I never had time and then I couldn’t move.
He asked if there were anything he could help me with and I asked if we could get a scoop of nice soil to really turn this corner into a beautiful spot in time. As we worked and tore out all the grass and weeds and junk from the area all this on a quiet Sunday morning he went off to church and his trucks worked all day on another project he was getting paid to do as a prior business owner I know those come first. So as we completed the removal process and I loaded all the saved plant material we would place back into this area, the ladies loaded their tools into their cars and 3 of us made plans to come back at 6 PM. Just before I took off Paul showed back up with his tri axle dump truck with a wonderful amount of soil for us, he is good and good to me. All the ladies had left when he showed up so him and I moved the urn out of the way and I watched him as he backed up and dumped his load of soil making sure no wires were hit or any dummies driving in behind him.
Looks good doesn’t it.
So we go back at 6 PM before rains come and begin to shape this pile and lay down strips of fabric to keep the junk from growing back so we can keep it looking nice. We are too old to WEED!
The last of us here worked till dark laying the plants back in before they got to stressed. I had watered them well when we had taken a 4 hour break but I did not want to lose one plant.
Above is what the area looked like the next day as JT and I drove over some left over mulch the Garden Club had at my home.
I snapped this before I laid down pick up truck runs of the mulch. It had poured all night and it looked bad I was glad I did not wait till any others would be around to help.
This is heading down through our little town and finished intersection will be coming up on the left NEXT!
We will add a little punch of color for the summer but in the years to come these will fill in and the bulbs will add spring color too.
I sure hope the towns people appreciate these areas we work so hard on.
We do it all on plant sales and donations.
Thanks for checking out our town and how we plan on changing one corner at a time!
Trying to catch up on so much before I say good-bye.
Have clothes ready.
Trying to set up online store so prints can continue to sell without me.
Getting home ready to walk away is hard.
JT and I try to walk together three days a week a slow winters walk by the sea is always nice.
I will miss her so much her daddy and the cat too of course but they will not sit by the door and whine.
A friend offered to come walk her but Ron said he will do lots of things outside with her by his side.
I have left the cat before and him but they know I will be back. I have always had this little black
and white dog at my side funny how important they become in one’s heart. My son when he did this
10 day retreat had to leave his pup too, he said it was hard but he left her with friends and that JT was in good hands and
to go heal myself.
I will try to catch up on all the blogs I follow between now and the end of the month.
I hope you are all healthy and strong and waiting on Spring to arrive like me.
Miss you all
Sorry you were worried about me just silly Daily Prompts as I promised I would bore you all with more stories of my life. Now heads up this is all real and even made the front page of several papers, but again I am OK.
So let’s begin this story in 1997. If you remember I had the ex removed by law enforcement finally and started life again. I met a man ten years younger him 29 and me by then 39. I had the home but always worked. I have a neighbor here who moved in just before my divorce and she seemed friendly enough. I would care for her horse if she ran late Stormy loved my blonde hair oh and the Apple and Carrots I brought him. She in return would let my dogs 4 of them out half way through the day till I pulled in with my rig at the end of a long day.
I had Halloween parties, remind me to tell you about them someday, ADULT COSTUME PARTIES, and I always welcomed her to come nd she did. Well she had a neighborhood get together each spring and I attended hers. You know neighborly. Well at the party in 1997 things changed. She asked me to sign a petition to stop another neighbor from subdividing his 17 acres. I kind of thought it was a joke as he had spent two hours at this party before having to take his son to practice. She was single and so was he but no love interest either.
On that day I told her she needed to mind her own business when it came to a man wanting to sell some land to build a beautiful home for himself and son. He at the time lived in a single wide mobile home beside her. Well I guess the line was drawn in the sand for her. I was either with her or against her only I never knew remember I thought it was a silly joke we live in New Hampshire “Live Free of Die” our state motto.
She and the neighbors no longer waved to me and I was the one here long before they were. I hired someone to let the dogs out and back in and went to work to pay for the truck on my own. Hatred built up in the neighborhood as my friend and neighbor got the towns permission to sub-divide and build. It was crazy around here and I was thankful I was gone from 4 AM till 5 PM on most days I missed my dogs but they were well cared for till I got back home.
So on a day back in in 1998 we had parked the rig and gotten in our car to run to the store to food shop and I wanted to stop and leave a note on my friends trailer to invite him over for supper. I got out of the car and walked up to his back door to leave a note on it for him when my boyfriend says “Moe’s barn just blew up!” I thought he was joking I was standing with my back to him and never heard a thing surly I would hear an explosion. I turned and saw nothing but then he pointed to the fire all over the ground. I still didn’t see why till we saw our neighbor Moe full engulfed in flames with a horrible noise coming from him. He was melting I mean it was horrible we left the car on the side of the road and went running over to help. Dave took off his Tee Shirt to try and extinguish the flames and get him to the ground I ran to the house to find his wife. She was standing on the porch in shock and not running to the phone for 911 so I pushed past her, angry that she wasn’t. I screamed for her to get buckets or pans or milk jugs full of water and get them out to Dave. We had to cool his skin, hydrate him I do not know how or why I said that but she snapped out of shock and began to get the water out while I had to stay on the phone with 911 all the while we were 3 feet from a fully engulfed huge barn on fire. Dave said metal from cans exploding in the barn were ripping by him on the ground so he dragged Moe closer to the house. Now mind you 911 would not let me hang up till help arrived. I wanted to do more but I was told to stay on the phone. Should this ever happen again I will lay the phone down and help, I hate feeling helpless.
Finally two young police officers arrive and Dave and I can finally look up and around. The barn was raging, the news copter was hovering above I swear the turbulence made it even worse. Finally the Fire trucks arrive I am talking maybe 20 minuets or longer from when I made the call. The station is 3 miles away. We were all alone with this poor man who had had a horrible accident in his barn and now may die because it was just Dave and I there to help him. I was feeling so sick watching him writing in pain. All the friends of his standing and watching him burn you see when the line was drawn by me telling her to mind her business they had all banded together to get my rig thrown out of my yard. Me with 3 acres at a dead-end, all because she got mad at me.
I would like to say had I know I would have done the exact thing. It was what you are supposed to do for someone in need.
Now you can imagine a little town, small streets huge equipment everywhere fire not being knocked down they just let it burn and burn see it was not an accident. This man had poured gasoline all around the barn many gallons worth and had a rope already hanging from a beam. He had climbed a ladder and slipped his head into it preparing to die that day. He I found out had been saying he would for a long time, they just stopped listening to him. Sad really mx another drink and fall further into depression.
So Dave is with Moe who is in horrible pain and his clothes were stuck to him day wanted the cops to hurry the EMT’s along, you see Dave lost a little sister in a house fire when he was six. He wanted Moe to live. We both did. The cop sits upon his chest we still don’t know why you would do this to a man so burnt but it was when Dave saw them cut the rope that was buried in his neck from the fall and the fact it was a nylon rope didn’t help. Dave almost got sick. He ran to me to tell me it wasn’t an accident and then told me what had happened. I felt so much emotion angry we had gone into harms way for a man who had so carefully laid out his death, to running and screaming the best he could that he wanted help. By now it had been an hour and we were not feeling well. It was probably from all of the adrenalin that kicks in to get you through something horrible all I know is we just wanted to go home.
The wife was so thankful to us for being the ones who came to his aid while the others just stood watching. She called us angels. I worried about her. The police put Dave and I in different police cars with pads of paper to write down what we saw, heard and did guess they were worried we would talk and discuss and they wanted each of us to tell what we saw and heard for the record. You see a suicide attempt should you fail can land you in jail. Dave joked from the car in front for us to take the cars out for a race. I could finally relax I actually smiled and then told him to hurry up and write.
I got out of the police car first and one of the local reporters from TV holds a Mike up to me for the story, what story the one where a man was so very sad he no longer wanted to live. I told her NO COMMENT and walked up to the wife and hugged her and told her I was beat and had to go home and then told the police and Dave and I went right back to the house no shopping in no state to eat anyway.
We helped her for almost a year till he came home. He had so many skin graph surgeries but was alive and so thankful to be. He was getting help he so badly had been crying for. They still love us and think fondly of the two they had set about to get my rig out of my place. Funny how stories end from the time the debris was picked up till they moved I parked my truck in their yard across from my neighbor that started a war.
It was months before Dave and I slept without waking in sweats and seeing him running across the yard.
It was just two or three weeks after the attempted suicide that the wife begged us to talk to a reporter she wanted the world as well as neighbors to know that we were good people. I gave in opened the front door to Susan who would do the interview. She thanks us and I never thought about it till someone handed me the paper. We knew the story by heart, we lived it but it was the Editorial they wanted us to see.
Here is what her Editor after reading her write-up on us and interviewing the wife wrote about us.
An unselfish act.
Epping should be grateful to have people like Eunice and Dave, who risked their own safety Wednesday night to save the life of their neighbor Moe and his barn went up into flames.
Eunice and Dave were backing out of another neighbor’s yard, preparing to take a spin into town when they saw the barn on fire and Mo running from the barn with his clothes were in flames.
The ran to the mans aid, David taking off his shirt and used it to put out the flames on Moe’s burning body. Moe was screaming in pain through the whole ordeal.
This neighborhood has had its share of upheaval and controversy in recent months. Just a year ago, the neighborhood was up in arms over a gravel pit operation and demanded the town to shut it down. Squabbling over one issue or another has continued.
Other neighbors managed to put Eunice a truck driver, out of business by complaining about her truck being parked at her home. Theirs Eunice and David’s- was an unselfish act by people who might have had a reason to turn away, but didn’t.
The couple’s actions that night, not only saved a neighbor’s life but could go a long way toward fostering a true sense of community in their neighborhood. Anything is possible when people care as much as Eunice and Dave clearly do.
Now you know who I am though I think some of you figured it out. I love life and all it holds it is precious. I lost a cousin when I was 4 and he was 5 he was scaled at a family farm. My Dad was a Shriner he took us to the Shriner Hospital to teach us what matches could do. I hate fire so when I saw the Daily Prompt I somehow just had fun with it though they were very truthful answers. Nothing matters to me but life and love things are just simply THINGS.
Sorry for the heavy post but talk of fire brought it all back tonight.
Stay safe out there.
It was a shock to read the story she wrote never mind what her boss took upon himself to write about us. We were finally given commendations from our local police chief as well.
I guess when I thought I had posted it maybe I did not as some followers were not aware I had started a new blog just for photos so I can do more writing here with you and over on 20 Lines.
Here is the link for the new place should you feel like popping in and taking a peek I love this format they put out for us photographers and I needed a place I could say send a banker to see what I had to offer for their walls :)
Thanks for all of the support you all give me daily
We drove my mother to her doctor appointment last week. I used to go to the hospital many years ago to see a doctor who practiced there so I knew right where I was going or so I thought. Mom had been born on that property in the old wooden hospital over by Spot Pond.
Our day started early we woke at 5:00 and left NH at 6:00 to miss rush hour traffic. We had a wonderful ride on a very cold day. Mom could have driven there but being 77 she worried about the morning traffic as they had given her a 9:00AM appointment for her stress test, I knew she did not need the stress of that bumper to bumper traffic on top of her test.
We took our truck as it was already warm inside this day in New England saw temps. below zero and with gusty winds it felt even colder.
After I made sure mom was all checked in and was all set, I made my way back to the truck. I grabbed my gloves and grabbed JT and her leash, the camera too thinking if I walked fast and kicked a stick we could do the loop around the old hospital, you see the place we had all thought we were going was CLOSED, boarded up with construction equipment throughout the beautiful property. As we walked the old paved walkway close to the buildings it really was tolerable weather wise but when we came around the corner and the winds welcomed us I knew I had to turn around for not only me but JT. Last thing I need is frostbite on my nose!
Here are a few photos I took, last week of a beautiful but rather frigid New England day in Massachusetts.
A very cold New Hampshire afternoon with the river doing her best to stay open and flowing but sadly it was loosing its battle with old man winter.
Now yesterday as the furnace cranked out the heat to keep us warm it did nothing to stop our bathroom pipes from freezing, have I told you I HATE WINTER!
I boiled tea kettle after tea kettle of water and poured down the drains in sink and tub. Who ever designed this home was nuts putting the bathroom on an outside wall! Then again when this camp was built they used and outhouse. Yes that was my world yesterday, me doing all I could from inside and him outside in below 0 F, with and extension cord and a hairdryer warming a vent pipe. I tried to remind him that the hot water I had been doing all day was working and that my hair dryer was NOT FOR OUTSIDE USE, in SNOW! I swear he will make me get my first Gray hairs!
I know I added the photos to the post but others never showed up!
I attended a free talk today on Orchids. What a beautiful and peaceful place to enjoy, on a winter’s day. You need to swing by if you are local and have never stepped inside. They are all very friendly and you will get a warm welcome from all including Oliver
He will say Hello and even laugh when you do. Not sure he liked my flash but he never stopped talking and even said Good-Bye.
Baby Tears sit here with Venus flytraps
Are you looking for COLOR now that your Christmas tree is down these are very pretty.
Plants of all types can be found here.
Lush Green Plants are great for cleaning the air you need to breathe
I wonder if this will hold my monster Spider plant
Orange and Yellow pop and the pretty fountain too
So precious placed in a beautiful garden. I must shop for my new English Garden I will be adding here at home.
I must say Oliver has the prettiest home I wouldn’t mind staying her either.
Thanks to CHURCHILL’S for allowing me to take photos of their beautiful shop in Exeter, New Hampshire. Stop in I am sure you will love it as well and if you are reading this from another part of the US stop in one of your local garden centers and for those of you who follow me from all over the world should you find yourself in NH call me I will show you around.
JT is checking out the pretty fresh fallen snow as I do the same with my camera.
We went for a walk as the sunrise broke through our tree line .
Me no coat and only slippers on my feet.
I scattered seed for the birds who prefer the ground and the squirrels.
I tried to place the seed up against the Lilac Bushes and Roses as well as Forsythia
to give them some protection from the Hawk.
On a beautiful morning every creature showed up looking for a meal.
So I had so many things to watch today, here in the yard, as I chose photos for my website.
Hope you were able to enjoy your day as well.
Originally posted on 20 Lines A Day:
It has been too long.
I have hurt so bad.
She is now beginning to look as if she belongs
Though the Turquoise being gone still makes me so sad.
She needed new paint
Her wooden sides were so dry
So many see me as an angel but truly I am no saint
I allowed my home to go unloved for so long all I did was stay at home a cry
Well the time has come for me to see how blessed I am
The men in my life already had given her a new roof a few years back
I took care of the flooding , by destroying that dam
So now with four gallons already on, I have begun to pick up the slack
Yes Oxford Brown is very Dark
I have plans to make that a stunning feature
With hundreds of blossoms…
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We hit a local stream in upstate Vermont, with Gold on our
mind and a place to cool off the pup, on a hot summer day.
We made our way to the river with friends and it was so
peaceful there, under the trees. Their two sons taught our
Border Collie how to swim. I know she should have known but
she is a Herder not a Lab. In large fields full of Sheep, they do not
get many chance to play in water.
So with the children having fun, I took off with my camera.
I came upon a very old truck that someone had decided was much too much
trouble to have it pulled out of the woods. Wonder why it was there.
This is the first shot I took from the river.
The floorboards did not stop this tree from coming up through and growing into
a real beauty, even with this mess of twisted metal all around her.
They made cars and trucks back then to last but something tells me this tree will be
left standing when this old truck has just about rusted away.
I got back to the waterfall area where everyone was swimming and having fun, and I was
greeted by my happy, wet dog. She had a blast while I was exploring.
I love our times out in the woods and water together .
Can you tell what year and model this thing is, rusting out in the woods of Vermont?
Well this blog will begin with I HAD NO IDEA what was lurking in the kitchen window.
We go between open windows then closed, with AC on.
All summer it has been beautiful here in New England, well except the many downpours.
I went into start washing the dishes I had soaking while I had my morning coffee and I see this movement out of the
corner of my eye. It was a huge skeeter hanging and dangling is a spider’s web. So what did the spider look like that was going to
eat this catch or could we be bit too? I have had one bite already and I am all set, it was horrible pain and bad swelling for 10 days.
So I run for the camera he runs for the bug zapper!
Here is what was unfolding in front of me at the kitchen sink. I will seal around all windows as soon as the rain stops .
Ge’ez where do they hunt at night while we sleep?
JT and I would start each day with a walk out here, in Stanton Arizona.
After sleeping in a tent all night and everyone off on 4 wheelers metal detecting, we were
able to go exploring with a camera, for our own treasure.
It is so peaceful out here in the desert. My favorite time to arrive is between Thanksgiving and
Christmas and stay until the days are so warm you know the rattlers will be out on a steady basis.
The way I saw it, there must have been more than a few in these parts
or there would be no need for a sign like this.
The scenery was stunning and I could so easily become a snow bird in this area of our country.
This was our home away from home
Away from high NH heating bills and where temps in December go into the 60’s and 70’s
though the winds at times out here were blowing 60+ mph. We were glad to have our van
to retreat into when they blew through.
Each night as we sat in front of the fire, that we had just cooked our supper on , this would appear before
us. Life is good.
So if you ever get a chance to head down to the southwest area of our country grab a tent
and the rest of you gear and pick a spot out on BLM land and make it your home for a few weeks.
Try your hand at prospecting for Gold, take photos of the new things you will see then
share your trip with me. I know you will love it if you have a sense of adventure and do not require a
Wal-Mart close by, as in our case it was 45 min or more once we turned on to the roadway outside
of area we were camping. I went out once a week to shop and do laundry. Life can be so simple.
Take some time to get away from the rat race and enjoy your life it is the only one you have.
I was in the kitchen tonight, trying to get supper done just in case a tornado actually did form or if we lost our power, when my sweetheart told me to get my camera but to hurry.
I had no idea what was going to be in our backyard this time, we do get many visitors.
I stepped into the next room and there is three female turkeys and each had many little ones with them but this one came to the door like she wanted to show me. I snapped the photo then
put camera down, just to watch them. They were all healthy looking but Moms looked kind of thin so I left the doorway and went to get the bag of cracked corn. I stepped outside to feed
them, they were skittish and moved a little distance away but with storms on the way nature takes over. I sat with my COOL Cat and watched the Mom turkeys with their young. They
walked up to the woods all thirty to forty of them. What a sight. Hope they come in from the woods in the morning, maybe I will get them on video this time.
Here is the mother and her babies she brought right up to our back door.
Today the shoreline may get a rest, from the hoards of visitors she has had during the stretch of beautiful summer weather.
It is cool and brisk this morning.
I myself can’t wait till Labor Day , to have the beach all to myself once again. Naughty I know but truthful. The traffic and
mess left behind , from filthy people, may cost the state more to pick up after than they say they make on TOURISTS,lol.
I love the tourists it’s the locals who leave the mess, awe but soon vacations will be over and for some back to school they shall go.
Enjoy your last month of summer and please remember to pick up after yourselves.
I think after weigh-in today I shall sit outside and enjoy the rain over my head while I play with wire and Sea glass.
I am thinking of some pretty earrings, if I can find pieces from my collection that will work as a pair.
I will also work on caged beads for earrings too.
With rains last night and some still to fall today, I must wait to add more paint, to this old home of mine.
Miss my beading. I have been so busy with life. Must get back into the groove so I will have items to
offer for holiday shoppers.
I am going to do more of the beading I love, which is Kumihimo. I will shoot for Neutrals for bracelets and
necklaces. I hardly ever do necklaces and I am finding only some people actually like things on their
wrists.. Who knew, lol I love them on mine!
I will try to do a blog showing the steps of making something pretty from beginning to end.
Have agreat day!
Our friends live on top of a Mountain/Hill and they raise reining horses and Border Collies and of course their children as well.
They had a horrible thunder and lightning storm hit their area of VT and lost every animal that was in their huge barn. Horses, border collie pups, female horses just getting ready to foal, it was sickening to see the loss and the pain the family went through, being helpless to help the animals when the lightning hit.
We had JT from litter before the one lost and took her up to see her old family and to give them hugs.
Here are the two horses that were outside and the dogs that were in the house, plus our JT , she loves when we go there.
Our little female has no idea how big this horse is and how quick she can move
She was scaring me.
Her brother is even crazier he is always up against these two female horses heels
Sad to think of all the horses that used to run here, now just two females, sisters.
Tex is the father of all the pups that were born here.
She is watching them
JT’s brother Tex’s son
Tex respects these giants, he has been chased before.
These horses mess with the dogs and their toy balls as they really are all young and playful.
Thanks for stopping by.