tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2584314633725704802024-03-02T11:30:36.184-06:00Halcyon DaysThe Halcyon is a legendary bird said to have a peaceful, calming influence on the sea. Modern usage is associated with happiness and tranquility.sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.comBlogger485125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-45793643124915379952014-09-28T13:33:00.001-05:002018-02-27T09:34:45.198-06:00The Next ChapterIf you regularly visit this blog, you'll notice my posts have been rather sparse of late. I think about blogging a great deal, but quite frankly, there's just not a lot more I want to say here.<br />
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I started the Halcyon Days blog in February 2012. I was spending 10 hours each day away from home<br />
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I shared a portion of my life: my interests in cooking, gardening, reading. You came to know my dear dogs and followed the story of the cat who came to eat and stayed and gave birth to six kittens. I showed photos of family, the area where I live; told you family stories -- both recent and from days long past. You saw photos of my clothes, accessories, my hair styles and items found while shopping. You learned my position on certain current issues and came to "know" me through the blog. </div>
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To those who have followed me on this journey I say thank you -- you have often been the highlight of my day and I feel I know you, too. The interaction through comments posted have been the highlight of the blog. I will continue to read your blogs and comment as time permits. I don't want to lose you forever. </div>
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Having said the above, I feel it's time to move on. The stories that have been swimming and gestating in my head all these years must be written; some already have been; others are yet to come. They exist clearly but the challenge is to commit them to paper.</div>
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Time doesn't exist in our lives forever and if I don't tell my stories who will? Is my objective to have them published? That remains to be seen but is not the reason I'm writing them. I'm doing so because I must. Even if other eyes never see them.</div>
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Are they fiction? Well, yes -- mostly at least! I'm a believer there's mostly no such thing however, unless the story presented itself in a dream. None of my stories did. Some are a part of my life, some happened to people I know, or stories told by family members and acquaintances. But fictionalized in a different place, time and circumstance. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. And the guilty</div>
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Here are some working titles for a short story collection:</div>
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JoBell and Aaron -- the story of a mother and her son</div>
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The Funeral -- Joan Dell's boring summer day</div>
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The Banker Takes Charge - managing money and other services </div>
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I Love My Aunt -- playing the trump card</div>
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Poppy Takes Charge -- first time driving an automobile</div>
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Moon Over Mount Hood -- A long way from home and missing chocolate pie</div>
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Tales from the Cotton Patch -- shut up and take a nap</div>
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Rodeo Queens -- all the lovelies in their chiffon formals on a dusty football field</div>
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Getting Even in a Mustang -- a triumphant local returns</div>
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Drag Racing -- Boys just want to have fun</div>
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Meet Me at the Frosty Dip -- small-town USA in the 60s</div>
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Dark Days, Judy's Story -- I wanted my step-father to die</div>
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Through an Open Window -- people are watching</div>
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Mr. A and the Negligee -- having a blast at the taxpayers expense</div>
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Mama's Story -- Tales from the Great Depression</div>
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The Lost Family -- how do such things happen?</div>
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Priscilla's Story - coming to terms with the past</div>
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Roland's Revenge -- I hate my children because they are just like me</div>
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Letters from the Front -- two brothers write home during WWII</div>
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Betty Sue's Train Case -- an overnight guest owns many delightful things</div>
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If you have read this far and your eyes aren't completely glazed over, allow me to say this is only a short list of my stories. It's always been a curiosity to me that most things that happen in life become a plot for a story. I've been doing this since I was a child. A vivid imagination? A need to right the wrongs of life? Escapism? I certainly do not know the answer. </div>
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In the future I might post a story. If you are signed up for an email when I post you will be notified. I am not closing out the blog for that reason. </div>
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Meanwhile, goodbye for a while. And thank you. </div>
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sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-63836078894619518652014-09-09T13:00:00.001-05:002014-09-09T13:00:58.597-05:00Word Annoyances<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilSWyMUm34H1uKuN8Tcm32KRjRmf4CTfnlQPgk4O-ALfnQEiYxjrotoYBz8ZX31WSxicrAJyAQlR9wH3DbILgMYh4O7NCl8uY34dIEmUPK3ccdT_cHd6nPD131X5c8gouaaP7rK6UM58w/s640/blogger-image--215264754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilSWyMUm34H1uKuN8Tcm32KRjRmf4CTfnlQPgk4O-ALfnQEiYxjrotoYBz8ZX31WSxicrAJyAQlR9wH3DbILgMYh4O7NCl8uY34dIEmUPK3ccdT_cHd6nPD131X5c8gouaaP7rK6UM58w/s640/blogger-image--215264754.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Credit BBC</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">http://www.bbc.co.uk/worldservice/news/2009/10/091008_annoying_words_wup_sl.shtml</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I don't know about you, but some words and phrases are so overused I cringe when I hear them. Words that don't mean anything in the context of their usage; words that stall for time; words that indicate the speaker is uninformed on the subject at hand. Laziness, conversationally speaking. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This is not a complete list. Other lists abound, but here are some of the expressions and utterances I hear and read that are trite and overused and personally annoy me:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Whatever</b> - a conversation killer.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Like</b> - a perfectly good word when used properly, as in "I like apples," but most annonying when inserted into sentences constantly, as in "I, like, drove to the mall today and, like, the traffic was, like, horrible."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>You</b> <b>Know - </b>same usage pattern as "like" above.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Seriously</b>? - of course I'm serious. Why else would I say it?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>At</b> <b>the</b> <b>end</b> <b>of</b> <b>the</b> <b>day</b> - this is probably the one I'm most tired of. A favorite of politicians stalling for time to provide answers to questions asked of them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Totally</b> - what can I say about this one? Reminds me of bouncy teenage girls effusing about anything/everything. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Cool</b> - can't you think of a better response?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Awesome</b> - see "cool" above. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>Just</b> <b>'sayin</b> - slang that was fine for a while but has become much overused. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">That's my list. 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Those pictured actually filled two plastic shopping bags because two of them were quite large and heavy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Would I have purchased them at their regular used book price? Maybe not. But here's the reason for the choices I made:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The Secret History by Donna Tartt - I have read this book recently but it was stored on my Kindle reader, which is now "gone" because I inadvertently placed it in the washing machine. I bought this for my sister. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck - read it decades ago but don't own a copy. I may want to reread it someday. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The Cat who Came for Christmas by Cleveland Amory - Sounds like a fun read. Gave it to my brother-in-law. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The Shell Seekers by Rosamunde Pilcher - I have this one in paperback and have read it more than once. Love it and wanted a hardback copy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Perrine's Literature - am not familiar with this college textbook but noticed it includes several authors' stories/poems I want to read. Very heavy book, in both weight and content!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Eat More Weigh Less - contains some good low-fat recipes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Fortune's Favorites by Colleen McCullough - have never heard of this book. Picked it because my sister loved The Thorn Birds by this author. It's hers when she's ready for it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I came home with lots of books for $2. Have you read any of these? 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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I saw a billboard along the highway last week announcing the
upcoming yearly event. I wonder what it’s like going to the Fair now. I haven’t
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It once was the highlight of early Fall, kids saving up
their money and going to the Fair. It was such a big event that one afternoon
was designated “School Day” and the fairgrounds were closed to all except for
the schoolchildren who were bused there from all over the county. That was great
fun, going to the fair with your friends.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But the best time to go was at night,
when the lights were bright and the place seemed magical. And our family always attended one
night during the week. It was something daddy always dreaded but mother
enjoyed it as much as her two daughters.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The rides: Merry-Go-Round, Bumper Cars, Tilt-a-Whirl, Roller
Coaster and of course, the Farris Wheel. I’m sure there were other rides whose
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Music: It seems it was always organ music playing as you
wandered over the Fairgrounds. Sawdust covered the ground to keep down the dust
from so many feet stomping through.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Games: Toss a coin and try to make it land on a glass
plate and you could take it home with you. Toss balls to hit an object and take home a
teddy bear. Pick up a rubber duckie floating past in a trench and claim
some little insignificant prize.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Sideshows: For an admission behind a curtain you could
see a goat with a woman’s head, a child with two heads and all sorts of tricks
devised to take money from gullible people. Fortune Tellers. Hoochie-coochie shows (we were
instructed to turn our heads as we passed by those!) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Food: Candy Apples, Cotton Candy, Pronto Pups (also
now known as Corn Dogs), greasy hamburgers and hotdogs, popcorn, peanuts. And I
wanted to sample all of it! I don’t recall ever getting sick, but the odds were
I should have!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Exhibits: An entire hall was given over to displays that
reflected the skills of area homemakers: homemade jam, jelly, pies;
sewing; handwork. These were judged and ribbons given to winners.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Livestock: A barn with all manner of cows, horses, pigs,
chickens and I don’t even remember what else. Prizes were given for the best specimen
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And finally there was the Grandstand Act, for a separate
admission. Seated in the bleachers, you saw flying trapeze acts, clowns, tigers
jumping through flaming hoops, girls performing tricks on horseback.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Many things have changed. Going to the Fair is no longer the
highlight of a rural child’s Fall life. The lights and delights of the Fair are
overshadowed by many other exciting activities. But I’m glad I got to
experience County Fairs back then.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I present this excerpt from </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">William Faulkner's </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">Flags in the Dust </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">to illustrate how a skilled writer pens words that grab you and won't let you go; captures a solid sense of time and place; explores the deep strata of history and legend.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The fiction of William Faulkner is populated by unforgettable characters caught up in the brutality and tenderness of the human condition, during a tragic time in our nation's history. His themes are universal, however: tradition, family, community, the land, history, race and the passions of ambition and love.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sometimes, he gives us a slice</span> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">of downplayed humor, as in his discussion of mules.</span></div>
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<i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">“Some Cincinnatus of the cotton fields should contemplate
the lowly destiny, some Homer should sing the saga, of the mule and his place
in the South. He it was, more than any one creature or thing, who, steadfast to
the land when all else faltered before the hopeless juggernaut or circumstance,
impervious to conditions that broke men’s hearts because of his venomous and
patient preoccupation with the immediate present, won the prone South from
beneath the iron heel of Reconstruction and taught it pride again through
humility and courage through adversity overcome, who accomplished the well-nigh
impossible despite hopeless odds, by sheer and vindictive patience. Father and
mother he does not resemble, sons and daughters he will never have; vindictive
and patient (it is a known fact that he will labor ten years willingly and
patiently for you, for the privilege of kicking you once); solitary but without
pride, self-sufficient but without vanity; his voice is his own derision.
Outcast and pariah, he has neither friend, wife, mistress nor sweetheart;
celibate, he is unscarred, possesses neither pillar nor desert cave, he is not
assaulted by temptations not flagellated by dreams, nor assuaged by visions;
faith, hope and charity are not his. Misanthropic, he labors six days without
reward for one creature whom he hates, bound with chains to another whom he
despises, and spends the seventh day kicking or being kicked by his fellows..”</i></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In typical Faulknerian style, paragraphs and sentences are long, the punctuation at times irregular. The above is only a portion of a paragraph that runs on for approximately 430 words!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mother said while her day sitter was getting bedsheets from a
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It is simply a white topsheet onto which a large design is stamped in the center and four corners. The designs are then embrodiered with brightly colored floss.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Seeing it on her bed brings to mind hot summer days when there was no air conditioning, when windows were thrown open to bring into the house whatever breeze existed on those sultry Southern days. The colorful handwork reminiscent of flowers cut from the garden and brought inside to adorn tables.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm very glad it was "found" and I was able to learn the "history" of counterpanes in general, and this one in particular.</span></div>
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sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-44912554134624127532014-08-21T11:50:00.000-05:002014-08-21T11:50:11.161-05:00The Lost Art of Conversation<span class="irc_dsh"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you noticed? Most people, at least many of those I come in contact with, are narcissistic.</span></span><br />
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<span class="irc_dsh"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We see it everywhere. People almost totally focused upon themselves, their activities, their interests, their need for attention (read this as the definition of the entire social media realm).</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You meet up with someone and ask how they’re doing or what they’ve
been doing. Fifteen minutes later they’re still prattling on, with
never a thought of asking you one thing about yourself.</span><br />
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acquaintance, and without even acknowledging what you said, they launch
into their own story, seeming to want to “top” your story with a better one of
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Some otherwise very nice people are guilty of this. I wonder if they're even aware of how selfish their actions are perceived by others. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Has it always been this way? I think not. I can remember the
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Oh, and don’t even get me started on the way folks interrupt you when your’re
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Talking over someone else has reached epic proportions,
especially on television, which is the main reason I can no longer bear to
watch anything other than a straight news broadcast.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I used to enjoy turning on tv in the morning while having
breakfast, to catch up on the latest news. I no longer do that because of the
cutesy tv personalities sitting around the news desk, five people talking at
once, to the point that viewers don’t hear a word any of them said. Yikes, why
do they do that?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So now I get my morning news from radio, thank you very
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">People who do this, are they conceited? vain? emotional need for attention? think they
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be surprised and disappointed that a person didn’t want to get to know me or
know anything about me. Now I just expect less.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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narcissistic behavior to being raised in a family so lacking in parental
attention that they play out in adulthood an unquenchable need for others to
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Wow, all I can say is there must have been a great many bad
parents out there who didn’t listen to their kids. But still, I cannot totally
accept this explanation, because for at least the past 25 years parents (most)
have done nothing but spoil, pamper and dote on children/grandchildren, to the
point of ridiculousness. And we still see this narcissistic behavior in that group as well.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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experienced it I’d sure like travel in your circle! </span><o:p></o:p></div>
sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-58169085808313772022014-08-19T13:20:00.002-05:002014-08-19T13:20:41.857-05:00Faulkner, Finally<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For more than 30 years I've kept a list of the order in which the writer William Faulkner's books should be read, thinking "one day I'll get around to reading these."</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So I'm on a quest to get all the major works of Faulkner read before the end of 2014. (Admission: I'm actually reading <i>The Sound and the Fury</i> first, simply because the local bookstore didn't have <i>The Unvanquished</i> in stock. I'll be using the local library or Amazon to secure the remaing books).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've read around the edges of Faulkner for years, dipping into his short stories here and there (</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A Rose for Emily</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> is a good place to begin if you're new to him). But I've never been serious about reading and understanding him. Until now.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">His prose often sounds as if someone sat down with a piece of paper and wrote everything that went through his mind with no worry about grammar or form; extended sentences, descriptions and details; actions in one scene that then recall a past or future scene; complex sentence structure. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But there is a point to it all. It mimics the human brain and we're being placed inside the various characters' heads.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One critic has suggested that Faulkner be read as if the reader were sitting in a courtroom listening to and sifting through various testimonies of a parade of witnesses and knowing he'll have to make up his own mind about what actually happened and who is and who's not telling the truth.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Another has suggested reading Faulkner's stories as if they were a detective novel, each piece of information not complete or understandable but becoming a part of the larger whole as more information is revealed. The reader must rely on emotional instincts to embrace and unravel the ambiguities woven into each passage.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If all this sounds like to much effort to -- like work instead of reading pleasure -- let me say that the effort expended is well worth the work!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He evokes a sense of place and time like no other; he's brutally honest and truthful; his characters are so real you feel like you know them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He is one of the most important writers in American literature generally and Southern literature in particular. Although his work was published as early as 1919, and in the 20s and 30s, he was relatively unknown until receiving the 1949 Nobel Prize in Literature. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In 1998, the Modern Library ranked his 1929 novel, <i>The Sound and the Fury</i>, sixth on its list of the 100 best English-language novels of the 20th century. Also on the list were <i>As I Lay Dying</i> (1930) and <i>Light in August</i> (1932. <i>Absalom, Absalom</i> (1936 is often included on similar lists.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here are a few Faulkner quotes from his books:</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <em>As I Lay Dying</em><br /><i>Shutterstock</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <em>As I Lay Dying<br />Shutterstock</em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">From <i>Requiem for a Nun</i><br /><i>Shutterstock</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From <em>The Sound and the Fury</em><br /><i>Shutterstock</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">On a day's outing, driving leisurely though southern Tennessee, one doesn't expect a castle. Or is it?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There were no signs or markings to identify the structure, but a quick Google search on the town -- Sherwood, Tenn. -- indicated these castle-like ruins are of The Gager Lime Manufacturing Company, which was established in 1892 and operated until 1949.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">From Wikipedia:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The castle-like ruins of the lime production facilities and silos, which are unusual for their Egyptian Revival and Gothic Revival styling, remain in the community. The Tennessee Preservation Trust included them on its Ten in Tennessee Endangered Properties List for 2002–2003, citing their architectural distinctiveness and expressing concern that a "continued lack of maintenance" threatened their survival.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Wow, such an unusual thing to see on a leisurely drive through the countryside.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you want to read more about the town and the Gager ruins, visit <a href="http://www.sherwoodtenn.com/" target="_blank">this page</a></span></div>
sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-20021576089175024762014-08-11T15:37:00.001-05:002014-08-11T15:44:54.331-05:00In the gazeboMy first blog post on iPhone. The first one disappeared and I don't have the heart to re type each word!<div><br></div><div>The gazebo is our little outdoor retreat. A place to share a meal, a cool refreshing drink or rest from garden chores. </div><div><br></div><div>It's covered in late summer with Sweet Autumn Clematis. We enjoy it's delicate blooms and faint scent. Sadly, when it blooms we know summer will soon be gone. </div><div><br></div><div>Where do you take a break to rest outdoors?<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4NwUZ4E6S1pWF8VcnucjJ1Bqw1g6wCv6wxremCUfj2nFS0uTNStCtOJScWsGOHrOSaKw9wvMMzgZ3BySg2NZWJ7FvzMXurbMQUFWpioj5Ln-TdD6y7JA29glVRM9OjG7b5gDsQSkg4g/s640/blogger-image--721742052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4NwUZ4E6S1pWF8VcnucjJ1Bqw1g6wCv6wxremCUfj2nFS0uTNStCtOJScWsGOHrOSaKw9wvMMzgZ3BySg2NZWJ7FvzMXurbMQUFWpioj5Ln-TdD6y7JA29glVRM9OjG7b5gDsQSkg4g/s640/blogger-image--721742052.jpg"></a></div></div>sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-19414445629089923422014-08-06T10:10:00.001-05:002014-08-06T10:10:20.204-05:00Lost in the '60s<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">The past week has been one of reminiscing with old friends and acquaintances. The class reunion was held Aug 2 and was a great success -- far beyond my expectations.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wore my black dress and shoes, black stockings and my real pearls. I was the only woman there in a dress. It is indeed a casual world we live in today. Oh, I know that trousers are perfectly appropriate at any given venue these days, and some attendees looked perfectly stylish in their trousers. Call me old fashioned, but I think some occasions call for a dress. Please feel free to disagree with me on this point!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Fortunately, no one was dressed in the style of the 60s, as in the image above.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I saw classmates I had not seen since our graduation day. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In my memory, they had remained as they looked in the 60s, so yes, in some cases t</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">heir appearances were, well, shocking. I am sure the same was the case for them as well!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I also spent a lovely afternoon with two other high school friends, a couple of my closest friends who were not in my class. We recounted some of the crazy and fun things we did when we were 16 and 17 years old. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For instance:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We were three of five friends who called ourselves "The Deadbeats." We thought that was such a cool thing! Each of us had a number and we would count off each time we met up. We had charms on our charm bracelets with our "number" on it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We tooled around on Sunday afternoons in one of our group's little yellow Ford, checking out the normal spots where teenagers hung out: the Dairy Dip at the River; the Elk River pier; Joe Wheeler State Park picnic grounds. We rolled down the car windows and called out to friends, acted so silly and laughed our heads off at everything and nothing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One time, one of our number was mad at her boyfriend and she had the idea we would break into the </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"boy cave" he shared with his friends. It was a little hut they had built themselves down on the creek bank. The boys used it as their hangout -- a fishing cabin and a place they could go to drink beer!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We drove there one Saturday night when we were fairly certain they wouldn't be there. Yes, we broke out and climbed in through a window. We didn't really destroy anything, just messed things up a bit. We felt so big and brave that we'd been so naughty.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The "break in" was the talk of the school on Monday morning. It remained our secret. In fact, one of our group eventually married one of the boy cave members, and we believe she never told him of our "crime." Alas, she departed this life way too early, a victim of cancer, in the 1990s.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Another incident we discussed was the cold winter night at a spend the night party where we tried beer the first time. We we being REALLY naughty here. A little dab will do you! At least it did me, as I had the bright idea to go across the street and "beat up" the girl who had "stolen" my boyfriend. I took off in my pjs and robe, onto a snow-covered lawn, intent on my mission. My friends, fortunately, had the good sense to run out and save me!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ah, so many things we did when we were young and stupid. But it has felt good to remember these times. And I'm reminded of the sayi</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ng, "there's no friends like old friends." </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Does anyone remember visits from the Avon Lady?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The local lady carrying the big black bag filled with treasures was a highly anticipated event in the life of this pre-teen girl. During summer vacation from school, I was allowed to sit with mother while the Avon lady </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">dramatically opened her bag and showed mother all the newest products.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We never knew exactly when she was coming, but when she arrived </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mrs. Verta parked her old Dodge in the driveway and stepped out immaculately decked out. Always in high heels and stockings, her hair carefully coiffed and face made up perfectly, she seemed the perfect representative for a cosmetics company. I was most intrigued with the </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">large black product bag tossed over her shoulder</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Whatever work was in progress -- inside or outside the house -- stopped when Mrs. Verta arrived. Sissy and I were allowed to sit alongside mother while the Avon lady removed one bottle or tube after the other, allowing us to sample or sniff.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I don't recall that mother ever visited a department store cosmetic counter back in those days. Why would she? Avon had everything she needed. Rich Moisure Cream, Skin So Soft Bubble Bath and hand cream were the standard purchases, along with To A Wild Rose and Here's My Heart bath powder, soaps and spray cologne.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When I became interested in make-up, I got my first samples from Mrs. Verta. And during those tender years I thought Here's My Heart in the beautiful blue bottle was the epitomy of grown-upness.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As a teenager I lost interest in Avon and wanted cosmetics from the drugstore. Max Factor pancake makeup, Windsong cologne, Revlon lipstick.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Avon is, of course, still around today. Representatives no longer make house calls in these days of Internet shopping. I occasionally see their product brochures in beauty shops and other places of business. Avon ladies are still around; but there are no longer any Mrs. Vertas.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The company was established more than 120 years ago. Becoming a representative offered a unique way for women to take control of their lives and move toward economic independence at a time before before women even had the right to vote and when most were expected to remain within the home rather than going out and earning a living.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It also was a way women living in rural or remote areas had a way of purchasing beauty products without having to travel into the towns.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In 1954 the famous "ding-dong, Avon calling" ad was first heard on US television. Below is an ad from 1962.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In the past, I've sun dried tomatoes, leaving them outside in the bright sun all day, but it usually takes more than one day and that means bringing them inside at night and dragging them back out the next day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've also dried them in a dehydrator, but that appliance heats up the kitchen too much.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So this time I dried them in a 200 degree F. oven for six hours.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's very easy. Half the tomatoes, no peeling necessary. Scoop out the seeds.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sprinkle with a little salt and turn them skin side up to pull out as much moisture as possible. It's best to do this on a rack in the sink so there's no clean-up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Toss them with olive oil, minced garlic, black pepper and fresh herbs (I used basil). Dried herbs also will work.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Place tomatoes on a cake cooling rack set on a pan lined with parchment paper. Any pan will do, and parchment is not absolutely necessary; it just makes for </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">easy clean-up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Leave them in the oven for at least six hours. Mine required a bit more time -- another hour. For the last hour I turned them over to ensure both sides were relatively dry.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">At this point you can either freeze them, or do as I did and place them in a jar, layered with more fresh herbs and covered with olive oil.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These are so good chopped into salads or tossed into the cooking pot when making spaghetti sauce or chili. They have an intense "tomato-ey" taste, much stronger even than tomato paste.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now it seems to me I've read somewhere it's not safe to leave garlic infused oil outside the refrigerator, so I'll refrigerate. That will ruin the looks of it, as the oil congeals. But I'll simply take out what I'm going to use and bring it to room temperature and the oil will melt for use in salads.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you've bought sun-dried tomatos, you know that they're quite pricey. I'm not one totally into preserving food, but with an abundance of tomatoes on hand, and for the little effort required, it made good sense to dry tomatoes for later use.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Next up: salsa. Another easy thing to make with tomatoes. Just chop everything up and store in the refrigerator. No jar processing for me. With the acidic of the tomatoes and added vinegar, it will last for weeks in the refrigerator.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Are you a big tomato fan? If so, how do you eat yours?</span>sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-28260792623608481452014-07-21T11:49:00.001-05:002014-07-21T12:43:27.320-05:00Rosemary REALLY IS for Remembrance<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Shakespeare may have been on to something when he penned
the words “rosemary is for remembrance” in a famous scene from Hamlet. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Actually,
the exact words were, “There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray, love,
remember.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The words were spoken by an unbalanced Ophelia, who
talks, sings and babbles about her father’s death. Shortly afterwards, Ophelia
dies, so many interpretations of the scene revolve around a convention at the time of placing rosemary on the bodies of the dead. In this
manner. Shakespeare is said to have been foreshadowing Ophelia’s impending
demise.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Myths and Folklore</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The perrenial herb has a long tradition</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">as a symbol for remembrance during weddings, war commemorations and funerals by ancient </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Egyptians, early Greeks </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and Romans. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mourners would throw it into graves as a symbol of remembrance for the dead.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Greek scholars often wore a garland of the herb on their heads </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">to help their memory during examinations. In the ninth century, </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Charlemagne insisted that the herb be grown in his royal </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">gardens. The Eau de Cologne that Napoleon Bonaparte used </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">was made with rosemary.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Virgin Mary is said to have spread her blue cloak over a white-blossomed rosemary bush when she was resting, and the flowers turned blue. The shrub then became known as the 'Rose of Mary.'<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was believed that placing a sprig of rosemary under a pillow before sleep would repel nightmares, and if placed outside the home it would repel witches. Somehow, the use of rosemary in the garden to repel witches turned into signification that the woman ruled the household in homes and gardens where rosemary grew abundantly. By the 16th century, men were known to rip up rosemary bushes to show that they, not their wives, ruled the roost.</span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All of the above looked at somewhat suspiciously by we moderns, right?</span></o:p></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But wait! </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Recent research suggests a connection between rosemary and remembrance in people who are very much alive. Several studies evaluating aromatherapy found that rosemary actually stimulates memory and may preserve some cognitive function.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If these studies are accurate, a sprig of rosemary is not the harbinger of doom that it was for poor Ophelia. Instead, it may be an aromatic preserver of the thoughts people hold dear.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">From the <a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/health/elderhealth/9979776/Shakespeare-was-right-rosemary-oil-boosts-memory.html" target="_blank">Telegraph</a>,</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">9 April 2013</span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Essential oil of
rosemary boosted healthy adults' ability to recall past events and remember to
perform future tasks, which could include taking medication or sending a
birthday card, at the correct time. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The improvement was
unrelated to the participants' mood, suggesting it was having a chemical
influence which improved their memory, the study found. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Researchers, who will
present their findings at the British Psychological Society's annual conference
in Harrogate on Tuesday, said the results could improve the everyday lives of
people with age-related memory loss</i>. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Previous studies had
already suggested that compounds in rosemary aroma could improve long-term
memory and mental arithmetic, by inhibiting enzymes which block normal brain
functioning. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dr Mark Moss, who led
the study, said: 'We wanted to build on our previous research that
indicated rosemary aroma improved long-term memory and mental arithmetic. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">'We focused on
prospective memory, which involves the ability to remember events that will
occur in the future and to remember to complete tasks at particular times this
is critical for everyday functioning.'<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sixty six participants
were divided into two groups and asked to wait in different rooms, one of which
had been scented with rosemary essential oil. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The volunteers then
completed a series of memory tests, which included hiding objects and finding
them again at a later stage, or passing a specified object to a researcher at a
particular time which had been specified earlier. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">People who had been
assigned to the rosemary-scented room performed better at both types of test,
and were also found to have higher levels of 1,8-cineole, a compound found in
rosemary oil, in their blood. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The compound has
previously been shown to influence chemical systems in the body which impact on
memory. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Jemma McCready, a
research intern who carried out the study, said: "These findings may have
implications for treating individuals with memory impairments. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">'Remembering when
and where to go and for what reasons underpins everything we do, and we all
suffer minor failings that can be frustrating and sometimes dangerous. Further
research is needed to investigate if this treatment is useful for older adults
who have experienced memory decline.' ”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So go ahead. Buy a rosemary plant or essential oil, make sachets, take a rosemary aromatheraphy bath.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Add rosemary to the shopping lists, before we forget!</span></div>
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sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-44071658652569938992014-07-18T11:49:00.000-05:002014-07-18T11:49:00.456-05:00It Doesn't Get Much Better Than This<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">July 18, 11 a.m. and the thermometer reads 70 degrees. Unheard of!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Windows open for two days and nights and a soft rain falling this morning.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">An occasional breeze flutters through lace curtains bringing the soft summer scents inside.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What better way to spend a not-often-experienced summer morning than tucked in bed with a good book, dogs sleeping contentedly nearby.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Strong coffee, chocolate croissant (a once ever-so-often treat) and Vivaldi.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ah, the good life. Fortunately, my needs and wants are simple.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I got my first Moonflower bloom this week and the size was beyond my expectation, because last year they were quite small.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">They are somewhat later opening this year because I was later getting seeds started. Moonflowers are always worth the wait! Watching the emerging and slowly developing buds each day, anticipating and trying to predict which night they will open. And finally, about 6 p.m., there they are in all their magnificence.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Almost other-worldly in their size and luminescence. Their scent assaulting you as you draw near. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I cannot wait until numerous flowers open; so far, there's only been one each night. But many buds are on their way.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I did something different with one of the plants this year: tucked it among nasturtiums in the window box outside the kitchen window.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As you can see, it's climbing the screen and forming buds. Standing before an open kitchen window smelling the sweet scent of the Moonflower will certainly lighten the load of kitchen chores, I think!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hoping the cool weather lasts long enough to have windows thrown open when the first flower emerges.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have just finished reading <i>All The Light We Cannot See, </i>one of those reads you don't want to end. Get it and you will not be disappointed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">From the inside flap:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> The back cover:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Wishing you cool summer breezes wherever you are!</span>sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-56761753460574035162014-07-15T20:27:00.000-05:002014-07-18T11:52:23.081-05:00T.S. Stribling's Book<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When T.S. Stribling’s novel <i>The Store</i> was published in
1932, it wasn’t the first time residents of a town were upset to see their town
unfavorably depicted in print. (Thomas Wolfe’s <i>Look Homeward Angel</i>, and its reception by the residents of
Asheville, N.C., comes to mind).<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">Set in Florence, Ala., </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">The Store</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> is the second installment of a trilogy that traces the
lives of a family after the Civil War and through post-Reconstruction years. The
books explore social, economic and political injustices that existed in the
South, and discuss taboo subjects such as race relations.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The book's publication caused an uproar among the citizens of Florence; they threatened a libel suit soon
after the book appeared. Stribling was saddened and offered his apologies but never denied using the town’s citizens as character models. It was said the
town library refused to shelf the book and citizens were forced to join book
clubs to obtain a copy, or drive across the river to check it out from the Sheffield library.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">The Store</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.399999618530273px;"> received rave reviews in the U.S., but like the residents of Florence, many readers in the South were not happy. Today, I believe the novel has been largely forgotten.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It would be more than thirty years before he would return
to the town that was once his home. He was invited and accepted a speaking
engagement at the University of North Alabama in 1965. Afterward, his novels
became required reading for UNA freshman English classes.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">I “rediscovered” Stribling a few days ago as I was
searching for previous Pulitzer Prize for Literature winners. After reading </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">The
Goldfinch</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> by Donna Tartt (the 2014 Pulitzer recipient), I thought it might be
neat to see how many previous winners books I’ve read.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And there on the list was Stribling’s 1932 book. I read
it a long time ago – in the early 1970s -- and have mostly forgotten the story.
I plan to read it again soon.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Stribling was born in Clifton, Tenn., in 1891 and
graduated from Florence Normal School (now the University of North Alabama) in 1902. He lived and worked in Florence for a time, but his career took him to many other locales, During the final months of his life,
when he was in declining health, he and his wife moved back to Florence, where
he died on July 8, 1965.</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You can find out more about Stribling’s life and career <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Sigismund_Stribling" target="_blank">here</a> and <a href="http://www.mtsu.edu/tnlitproj/TLP_T.S._Stribling.pdf" target="_blank">here</a>.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To read more about the town’s reaction to Stribling’s
novel, see </span></span><a href="http://chotank.com/astrib.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">here</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> and</span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">If you want to see how many </span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">Pulitzer</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> winning novels you’ve
read, there's a list<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-58270878058672100542014-07-14T17:34:00.000-05:002014-07-14T17:47:07.882-05:00My Medicine Cabinet<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here are the foods I try to eat each week for their health benefits. Fortunately, all foods that are touted as high in antioxidants, vitamins and other healing benefits are foods I'm fond of!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Fresh pineapple. The core is high in bromelain, which has been proven to help arthritis. I cut it up and place in the blender to create a "mush," best eaten with a spoon. Canned doesn't work; the bromelain is in the core. (Supplements also are available but I prefer eating the real thing).</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Blueberries from my garden!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Tomatoes and peppers, fresh in season; canned when out of season.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">You know the old saying, "an apple a day keeps the doctor away."</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Green tea, four cups per day.</span> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">I love garlic and use it in many dishes I cook.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Cucumber, to make Sassy Water, add to salads or sliced and sprinkled with lemon pepper. Cucumbers have many, many health benefits!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I know this is a great number of items to work into my diet, but I'm on a mission! One is to address the arthritis I've developed in my hands by watching what I eat. Whatever it takes to get me off the NSAID I currently take. It works, but I'm concerned about being on it long term.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am not obsessed with what I eat but I've just trained myself to eat without fussing about it too much. The good news is that since my husband has also gone vegetarian, I'm not spending as much time cooking meals.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What about you? Do you have any recommendations for eating a healthy diet?</span>sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-56225220460396485852014-07-11T10:42:00.001-05:002014-07-11T12:43:46.043-05:00What Happened at Findhorn<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>A miracle occurred over 40 years ago in windswept and barren sand dunes in the far north east of Scotland. On a small plot of poor soil around a thirty-foot caravan trailer the most wonderful flowers, vegetables and fruit grew to an enormous size. This remarkable event occurred with very little assistance from external sources – or so it seemed.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i>With an absolute faith in the art of manifestation Eileen and Peter Caddy, together their three sons and their friend Dorothy Maclean, had followed Guidance from God to set up home and garden in this place. Their discovery of how to contact and co-operate with nature spirits and devas made the seemingly impossible possible: the Findhorn phenomena had begun.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now whether there's such a thing as garden nature spirits, devas, fairies and the like, to which the Findhorn pioneers attribute their gardening success,the fact remains that something magical happened at Findhorn.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you want to read the complete Findhorn story, visit the<a href="http://www.quantumagriculture.com/articles/findhorn" target="_blank">Quantum Agriculture/Findhorn</a> page. It's a detailed story, much too long to tell here.</span><br />
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to people who belong to this group. I tried watching it once, but it’s mostly
too much for me!</span></div>
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on the tv programs, are a bit off-balance and secretly HOPE for a catastrophic event that will take us back to the Dark Ages.</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Why? So they can demonstrate how clever they were to have planned ahead and how good they are at defending themselves and their stockpiled supplies (read GUN nuts).<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yet, I know a few people who believe an emergency could
occur and they would need tools and supplies to survive for an unlimited amount of
time. I sympathize with this point of view “somewhat” and have thought about it
more after reading two books:</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">From the cover: A story in which one man struggles to save his family and his small North Carolina town after America loses a war that sends our nation back to the Dark Ages.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A war lost because of a terrifying weapon, an Electromagnetic Pulse (EMP).. that may already be in the hands of our enemies.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Months before publication, <i>One Second After</i> has already been cited on the floor of Congress as a book all Americans should read. It has been discussed in the corridors of the Pentagon as a realistic look at EMPs and their awesome ability to send catastrophic shockwaves throughout the United States, literally within seconds. EMPs are a weapon that <i>The Wall Street Journal</i> warned could shatter our nation. In the tradition of <i>On the Beach, Fail-Safe and Testament</i>, this book, set in a typical American town, is a dire warning of what might be our future...and our end</span>.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not as well written as the above book, but interesting nevertheless. </td></tr>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So I have to find a balance. Keep enough food on hand to eat for a while. Know a source for water and have a way to purify it. Anything beyond that is too much to think about.</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The survivalists tell us that we must have guns to defend ourselves, that the people who are hungry will kill us and take any food we have. That we must kill them before they kill us.</span></span></div>
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sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-2670680008684735072014-07-02T10:27:00.001-05:002014-07-02T10:27:35.529-05:00What to Wear?<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My shopping excursion last week was not a huge success. The goal was to find "something" for an upcoming high school class reunion. I didn't know exactly what I was looking for and believe me, I found nothing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yes, there are many choices out there. The current style seems to be blouses large and sloppy enough to hide any flaws one chooses to; short and wide tops, many in the most outrageous prints. Oh, to be sure, there were a few in soft linen and nice colors but I can't get past the largeness of them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These ridiculous tops are paired with equally large skirts with uneven hemlines. This is not my style or preference. Or one could choose pants, usually capri-style, which I also don't like.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So....what shall I wear? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I imagine I'll pull out one of my LBDs. Boring? Perhaps. But it is, after all, my favorite look and I think it might work for the occasion. There's to be no particular dress code for the event, and I'm sure there'll be no shortage of looks on display -- everything from casual capris and tees, to church dresses/suits, to swinging chiffon numbers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I could wear my LBD with a rounded neckline</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I might accessorize with my classic strand of real pearls</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">or jazz it up with my clunky costume pearls</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Or would this be better</span>?</div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Of course, I might make my large pearl studs the only jewelry and throw on the white linen scarf which also serves as a wrap in coolish rooms</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Oh dear, and what about shoes?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do I wear the classic black pumps?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And speaking of shoes, the shopping expedition last week wasn't totally unsuccessful, as I bought summer espadrilles. Not for wearing with LBDs, but will serve me well with jeans and summer skirts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Wait, I also bought a second pair, something soft and comfy but still somewhat stylish</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">On second thought, maybe I'll just ditch the jewelry and pin a creamy white gardenia on my shoulder......or in my hair</span>.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I don't fret about clothes and outfits all that much these days. But for some reason I'm giving extra thought to what I should wear to the reunion</span>.sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-70591268566369895072014-06-30T10:27:00.003-05:002014-06-30T10:33:58.458-05:00Doilies Done Up and a Surprise!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I took photos of the doilies I "did up" after my little soiree last week. There are quite a few here. I made them for my own use, but decided to show them to you after at least one follower asked that I do so.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You may get bored with one picture after the other of items that are no longer in favor, but follow me to the end, as I think you'll be surprised with what a person of the male gender is capable of!</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leading off with this one because it's so colorful. Purchased it at an antique mall.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crochet, made by mother</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crocheted dresser scarf, as they were called back when.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think these were popular in the 1950s; cotton or linen center with heavy crochet edging. I have tons of this kind.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A long cotton scarf with crochet edging. These were used on buffets or tables.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Embroidered dresser scarf, part of a set that includes two smaller ones. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another set of dresser scarfs. I left these on the ironing board a few days and the ends curled; they will flatten out when stored away.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crocheted scarf. Due to its shape, I think they were used on the arms of chairs with a larger one for the back of the chair.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crocheted centerpiece. It's blue, but for some reason doesn't show up as that in the photo.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These dresser scarfs made with the variegated crochet cotton were popular in the 1950s. Mother made tons of these and I have more than a few!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of my favorites; crocheted centerpiece made by my grandmother.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pillowcase with elaborate crochet edging, made by one of my aunts.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Same pattern as the red one above, but done in all white. The bottom portion of the photo is in shadow; it is all the same in color/tone.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">The following is not part of the doily series but wanted to show you what my father-in-law does. He pieces quilts and quilts them by hand. He entered this one in a quilt show and won third place. He sent it to my husband as a thank you for fixing his computer. Log cabin pattern, two pillow shams to match. (Note the crochet edging on the bed sheets; done by my mother, of course!)</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My husband does not "take after" his father, My father-in-law is an expert quilt maker and cake/bread baker He apprenticed as a tailor in his homeland of Germany, and had a career in that field after he came to the U.S. in the early 1950s. The wall hanging above the bed? I made that.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And here's an example of my mother-in-law's handwork. Applique embroidery. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another applique embroidery tea table scarf with a Christmas theme made by my mother-in-law. The back of her handwork is as pretty as the front side. Once she looked at the backside of a needlepoint piece I was working on and said, "messy." True, but I'm not the perfectionist in my handwork as was she. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Close up of the above scarf. It's beautiful and I treasure it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And finally, one of my favorites - a crochet centerpiece by my grandmother.<br />
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<br />sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-73799604782618520092014-06-28T07:09:00.000-05:002014-06-28T07:09:03.236-05:00Fruits of Summer<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's peach time, so yesterday I bought a basket full of locally-grown beauties. In my opinion, there's nothing better than a beautiful and luscious peach at its prime. It's best when it's juice runs down your chin as you bite into it.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This basket of 18 peaches was $12. I have no idea if that's comparable to what peaches sell for in your area.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These are not quite ready to eat, as they are still firm. They are perfect to the eye; not a blemish or mark to be seen (but I do wonder what chemicals were used to achieve this result!). The man selling the peaches told me they could more quickly be ripened by placing them in the sun for a couple of hours. I will try that today for the ones to be eaten today; I'll place a few in a brown bag on the counter for tomorrow's eating and store the rest in the refrigerator, where they'll slowly ripen over the next few days.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Another summer favorite is cantaloupe. They also were available as a whole fruit but I decided to buy it pre-cut, as I don't need much. I'm the only one in the house who's a cantaloupe fan.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mangos are one of my new-found favorites. They are usually reasonably priced at about $1 each. We used to never see mangos for sale in our stores, but due to the increasing Hispanic population in our area, they are everywhere now. Mangos are quite popular on the Hispanic menu, I think.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's a bit tricky removing the large pit from mangos. I believe there's a gadget that does the job, but I just cut off as much as I can and gnaw off the remainder! Makes me feel like a kid again!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Speaking of the fruits of summer, I am happy to report that for the first time my four blueberry bushes are yielding more than just a sporadic berry or two.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No, there won't be tons of berries, but quite enough to flavor my morning yogurt, eat out-of-hand during the day, and perhaps make a pie. No blueberry jam making for me, however.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And the grapes! The vine had simply sat and done nothing for a few years, but this year it's full of fruit. They are still several weeks away from ripening.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These are some of my favorite fruits. I try to eat fruit each day, as we all know it's so good for us. I recently read that people who suffer from joint pain/arthritis should eat pineapple, which can "cure" the problem. Sounds too good to be true, actually. I need to further research that because if it's helpful, I'm going to add pineapple to my daily fruit eating ritual.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What are your favorites?</span>sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-62233909637278907382014-06-25T12:50:00.000-05:002014-06-25T13:04:18.162-05:00Starched Linens and Hope Chests <div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">It also was the first time I’ve set a formal table in a while,
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">However, when it’s just “girls,” it seems a good time to eat
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So out came the Irish Linen tablecloth, napkins and the
silver. The centerpiece was an arrangement of beautiful white hydrangeas
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">Of course, using table linens presents the problem of
having to do them up afterwards. Wash, starch, sun dry and iron. Yesterday
found me mixing up old-fashioned starch on the stove. (How long has it been
since I’ve done that?) Dunking and wringing out by hand large tablecloths and
finding a place for them to dry; no wonder my neck hurts today!</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That done, the most difficult task was still before me –
sprinkling down and ironing. I really don’t mind ironing flat objects, but it’s
the size of a tablecloth that presents the challenge.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">I love linen fabric; there’s
nothing like it, in my opinion. I used lavender water for sprinkling down and
the smell was heavenly as the steam rose.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">While I had the starch mixed, I thought I might as well locate the doilies and crochet pieces I've used over the years and never done up. There are quite a few, as you can see here:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">I have many drawers filled with similar handmade things -- </span><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">embroidered and crocheted; counted-thread; cutwork; shadow stitch -- some terms not even familiar to the current generation. Most were made by mother, a few by me, some by grandmothers,aunts and mother-in-law. And a few I bought at thrift stores.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">What will become of all our handmade things? It seems the younger generation has no appreciation for such. Go to any thrift store and you can find beautiful handmade doilies for a few dollars!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">In years gone by, girls kept a Hope Chest, into which they placed beautiful things they hoped to use when they married and started keeping house. China, silver, crystal, linens. Girls don't keep hope chests any more. We live in a Solo cup culture.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">I received my Hope Chest as a gift from my parents when I was in high school. I use it now to store quilts handmade by mother. It's been relegated to a small room in the basement for years, but I recently decided it could serve as a sofa table (of sorts) in the living room.</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Guess who AGAIN made his way into the picture?</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">One of my cousins brought this gift, a serving tray full of Golden Retrievers. Wasn't that nice?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">Another gave me a book, and one brought a jar of strawberry jam she made.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">Got to run now. More starched pieces need ironing!!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.399999618530273px;">And by the way, I'm wondering now how to dispose of that pan of starch. It shouldn't be poured down the drain, as it can clog pipes. I suppose I'll take it out to the field and dump it.</span></span>sandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17355232032181406759noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-258431463372570480.post-46452262415915090342014-06-22T21:43:00.004-05:002014-06-22T21:43:50.616-05:00Sweet Smells of Summer<div class="MsoNormal">
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something to understand it – I consider myself an “olfactory” person, meaning
my sense of smell is strong and has the power to create moods, transport me to
another time and place and generate certain emotions.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I know that summer has really arrived when I smell it.
For me it’s not barbeque grills, suntan lotion or even freshly mown grass.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It’s the scents of nature, the smell of the soil and the
atmosphere.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Early morning smells are different from those of
midafternoon, and different still from the evening scents.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I walk outdoors in the early morning and breathe in the damp,
almost musty smell of the earth awakening from a restful sleep, the lingering
scent of dew on foliage.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">By midday the smell of the heat takes center stage, as
dry, humid air has a scent all its own. Then, as night approaches, sweet scents
of night blooming flowers – honeysuckle, flowering tobacco, evening primrose –
woo the olfactory sense.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The sounds of summer also are special. Who can resist
listening to the crickets, frogs and night-singing Mockingbird? But it’s the scents
that best define the season for me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Smelling the Abelia bush in bloom takes me back to late
summer afternoons on my grandmother’s porch. Honeysuckle evokes memories of
rides down country lanes in late afternoon with the car windows down, wind on my face.</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Freshly
plowed plots remind me of daddy’s vegetable garden; I smell the earth and see
him there, hoe in hand, carefully checking the progress of his tomatoes.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Summer has a special meaning for most people, defined by vacations,
the beach, suntans, swimming, picnics and the like. But give me the scents of
summer and my memory bank allows me to travel to places and people I shall never
see again.</span></span></div>
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