Friday, November 18, 2016
Sunday, November 6, 2016
It must have been an exciting day when Grandpa finished building their root cellar. It must have been somewhere around 1920.
When Grandma decided that we needed some potatoes or a jar of applesauce for supper in the middle of the winter we would put our coats on and trek hand in hand down the path Grandpa had already swept for us. Grandma would open the slanted door and we would go down 5 or 6 steps. She would then pull the keys out of her coat pocket and unlock the wooden door at the bottom of the stairs. As the door creaked open the smell of earth and root vegetables would fill your nostrils.... the smell of the root cellar. To think of that wonderful rooty, earthy smell brings it all back.
As my eyes adjusted to the gloom of the one light bulb, crocks of sand with carrots, wooden boxes of potatoes, shelves of canned goods as well as tins of store bought bargains. Anything that she could stash away for the winter was on the shelves or in boxes underneath.
This was her special place and it was to be treated with respect. I'm sure she must have felt so good to know she was providing for her family every time she unlocked that door and saw the work of her hands waiting to feed us. Diane
Tuesday, November 1, 2016
That's probably true, raising a garden, or buying at the farmer's market, canning or freezing food, cutting and stacking wood for our fireplaces, making sure our snow blower is in good shape, winterizing our homes, cleaning our yards and flower beds. We've had such a lovely, long fall to get the last minute things done. But when it snows it will surely catch us with not everything done.
I am surely ready for winter in reading material with my new Amazon Fire as well as A Man Called Ove which I received yesterday. Now I can read all winter. I feel so rich. I just finished The Secrets of Flight by Maggie Leffler. Books, as you know, are funny. Just because I love it doesn't mean you will but I thought it was really good.
Enjoy your wild and precious life. Diane
Thursday, October 20, 2016
The pumpkin was so huge that two neighborhood friends carried it from the car for me. I couldn't even lift it.
Thanks, Julie and Linda.
We're getting later into the fall but a lot of the trees here are still brilliantly colored. We do hope that they lose their leaves before we have a wet, sloppy snow and the limbs break.
Sorry it's been so long since I posted. There's been a lot going on around here, new carpet in my kitchen and back porch and that drug on for a month. Still worked on Leonard's shop, I finally gave it up until next summer. We buried my sister, Jennie's, ashes. She died 8 years ago but we finally gave her a proper burial. I didn't have much to do to help but made the flowers for the grave. It was a blessing for me to be able to do that.
God bless you until we meet again, Diane
Sunday, October 2, 2016
Friday, September 9, 2016
If you would like a really peaceful and beautiful few minutes, sit down with your cup of tea or whatever , lean back in your chair and watch 180pz's video. It's my son in law and a friend flying in the mountains in Alaska. He's an expert flyer as well as creating this video. And guess what.....Amanda is learning to fly. I'm so excited for her. I want to hear all about her lessons as she goes along. A couple days ago she took off and landed 3 times each. I told her I wish I would have been there. She said"no you don't, mom, it was pretty rocky". My life lived through my girls. Diane