8. The sun is coming up earlier and we can view the sunrise on a clear morning.
7. Everywhere we look we find dog and cat hair.
6.Two words: Seed catalogues.
5. The strong smell of dead skunk is in the air as you travel to town.
4. The car barely missed a deer as they are getting more active in the evening.
3. The drawdown has begun on Lake Roosevelt and the island is showing again at the bridge.
2. I saw makings for strawberry shortcake on display at the store.
1. The number one sign that spring is coming....enough of the ice has melted in the driveway that you can use the sand path without falling three times while trying to get to the gate.
Here she is again my with my other two nieces. Z2 and Kiki Aru. They played Brindavoine and La Merluche, both servants to The Miser. Luke Crigger is in the background.
They opened to sold-out audiences and I can say that this family member laughed ( I think a bit too loudly) and enjoyed the whole production. It was inspiring to see the whole family in the production together. If you live in the Inland Empire and want ticket information you can go to my sister's blog here , see more pictures I took of the play here and for ticket information go to http://www.sixthstreetmelodrama.com/ .
Bravo to the cast and the behind the scene people. It was a fine production.
Annie fit the theme as she crossed the bridge to head down "The Trail".
Enjoy other Weekend Snapshots here.
When carpet was added to the steps a wooden rail was added for safety. The wooden spindles were the only thing to grab before.
The wooden raised beds in Mom's yard appear to be topped with loaves of white bread while they wait for the spring thaw.
" The poem is a little myth of man's capacity of making his life meaningful. And in the end, the poem is not a thing we see-it is , rather, a light by which we may see- and what we see it life."
I am living, I remember you.
to read other Sunday Scribblings about passion go here.
Early this morning the sky was much easier to photograph. The fog hung over the lake and the sun just began to creep up over the mountains east of us.
Awhile later JEJ was quick enough to catch a woodpecker at the sky high water dish. The fog had lifted from the lake to make more clouds above the mountains. The morning temperatures are still staying about 19 or 20 degrees at sunrise, but fortunately the sun came out for most of the day. The days are getting longer and longer. Yes!
I always like putting out snowmen after Christmas to cheer up the house during the rest of the winter season. Friends and family have found the most unique additions to my collection. Someone came to my house once during the cloudy, dark winter and said the cheery smiles of the snowmen made her day. That is how it is for me. Now that the days are longer and I am seeing more sunshine I do think it is time to drag down the tubs and put the snowmen to bed for another year.
Our week-end was extended through today. We took a drive north along the shore Lake Roosevelt and found a place in a shallow cove that ice was still intact. Where the cove opens up the ice was breaking off and floating in the lake. The dogs had fun running on the icy shoreline.
The lowering sun caught the contrast between the darkened water and the bright, white ice. It was a beautiful site. To find other weekend snapshots go here.
When we lived at 14 E. Portland in Kellogg we had neighbors on either side of us. There was an alley that made a half circle behind us where more houses were located. In my case “good alleys made good neighbors”. Across the alley from Lenhart’s (see last week’s sibling assignment) lived a woman named Mary Pavelich. She was a good neighbor. Above is a picture of me standing in her front yard after Christmas.
Bunker Hill Mining Company was on strike the year I was in kindergarten. When I returned home in the afternoon Dad was there to care for me. The strike ended in the middle of that school year. Mary Pavelich volunteered to take over my care in the afternoons when Dad went back to work.
Most memories about the interior of Mary’s house are a bit fuzzy, but I do remember her husband being in a room bedridden because of a stroke. I was frightened about going in that room. I remember catching a glimpse of white: a while hospital bed, white sheets, and his white face. Mary would go in and close the door and care for him. I think I always thought I had to be quiet. Mary smoked Old Gold cigarettes. She was glamorous as she inhaled those long cigarettes from the gold pack while sitting on the rock wall by the alley or on the front porch. Her bright lipstick left marks on the end of the cigarette in the ashtray. She also drove a big sedan that must have seemed like a Rolls Royce in my five-year-old mind. She also had a camera that took color pictures like the one above. I thought she lived the good life!
I also believed Mary was rich because I got to eat sliced Kraft American cheese at her house. It must have been more expensive because we never had it at home. This was before the days of each piece being wrapped individually. When she made me a cheese sandwich using a perfectly uniform size slice of cheese and soft white bread plus a cold glass of milk I thought it was the best lunch in the world.
Mary must have had one of the first color TVs in town. At least I hadn’t ever seen one before staying at her house. I remember sitting on the floor in front of the modern invention on the half hour as a show was starting on NBC. I was able to see the peacock in full color. Even though the peacock changed through the years of improved technology it was that original peacock and the three bongs for NBC that stays in my mind. We used to watch “Queen for a Day” in the afternoon. The amazing thing about our neighbor Mary Pavelich’s is that it looks exactly the same today. I did a tour last spring of my old neighborhood and snapped these pictures. I remember when workers built this rock wall along the side of her house. Just looking at a picture can remind you of small moments, especially if the neighborhood has remained so much the same. This rock wall represented the good fence that made good neighbors. Mary would sit on the wall and visit with neighbors while smoking, other neighbors would join her, she would watch her son and his friends play outside. I loved to walk along the flat top and try to balance myself. I also lost a tooth (after it came out of my mouth) along that wall that brought on a search party of family and neighbors.
Growing up I was fortunate to have good neighbors that watched out for our family. Everyone knew each other and the neighborhood was safe. Later when we moved to Mom’s present house Woody, the guy next store let us come in and wait for Mom when we were locked out of the house one day. Lois, a nurse that lived on the other side came over and helped my sister when she stopped breathing as a newborn. All the neighbors surrounding my childhood home still watch out for each other. It is that way in my neighborhood here at Martin Creek also. We have a Neighborhood Watch program which makes me feel safe when I am home alone. When we leave it is good knowing you are surrounded by friends and neighbors that keep an eye on your place.I loved visiting next door at Hedvie’s to make no-bake cookies, Mary’s to watch color T.V. and have cheese sandwiches, and now talking over the fence to neighbors whether here at my home or back in Kellogg at Mom’s house. Whether a rock wall, picket fence, or a chain link gate good fences make good neighbors.
A dear friend of ours that died a few years ago gave us a start for this trumpet vine when she moved from the neighborhood. Not only was this free, but a lovely memory of this friend.
These roses came with the house. They have been moved three times to find a place to get them to thrive. I think we found it in this location. The spider plants were free, created from "babies" of a bigger plant. We took the free birdbath, painted it and made it into a planter.
Our same dear friend that gave us the trumpet vines donated the free pond. When my sister's former house was to be torn down JEJ got bricks for free from the chimney. They worked well to create the fountain and this path leading to the house. McDuff looks like the palace guard here. ( He came free also!) We are always on the lookout for free and recycled items for our gardens. It adds history and interest to the place and saves us some money! For other photo hunts using free go here.
Of course, coming home to flowers and more valentines made my day complete. It is amazing how everyone smiles a little bigger, says a few more kind words, and appreciates others on this special holiday. That is why it has always been my favorite holiday. Happy Valentine's Day. Help spread the love.
Who Let the Dogs Out?
C) What are five things you love to eat?
D) What are five of your favorite activities?
E. What are five of your bad habits?