.....and other random stuff......

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Throwback Thursday

Evidently I’ve had an aversion to cameras from an early age!

Wednesday, August 26, 2015


Workin' on journals.....

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

I Miss Trees

Wherever we moved the number one requirement on my mother’s wish list for a house was TREES. There had to be trees! Lots of trees! The second item on that list was a good school district….. priorities, you know :-/

I guess I’ve inherited her love/need/desire/obsession with trees.
The problem is….here in the sunny, coastal, sub tropical Florida wetlands there aren’t many trees except palm trees….. and they don’t count.  The trees we do have were imported from elsewhere and the city has now embarked on a mission to eliminate ALL non native species.
What I’m saying is they’re plowing down all the trees and it’s freaking SUNNY here!

Shade! I need shade!

Did you know the difference in temperature between being in blaring direct sunlight or under the dappled leafy cooling goodness of shade can be up to 15°!
Now I ask you, would you rather be sitting outside in 90° with the sun sizzling your skin (and believe me, the sun really IS stronger here than it is up north) or would you be more likely to enjoy your outside pleasures in a lovely breezy 80°?
It’s a no brainer!

I totally understand the city wanting to remove invasive flora. And, in their defense, they are putting sun shades over some of the playgrounds in the parks. But that doesn’t help me! I know I’m being selfish. But I long for the shady loveliness of the parks I grew up in.

I miss Heckscher Park.

In my teenage years it was the place you went to ‘hang out’ with your friends. We’d laugh and talk, exchange intellectual ideas, maybe someone brought a guitar and we’d listen for hours. On Saturday nights you went to listen to your boyfriend’s band play onstage. There was always a cool breeze whispering through the trees on a summer evening. The smell of cannabis wafting through the night air...…..

As I grew older it was pleasant to walk around the lake and commune with nature. When I was pregnant it was good exercise. Then pushing a stroller it was a nice way to get out of the house. Later still, when the boys were old enough, there was the playground.

I never knew I would miss the sound the wind makes as it blows through the leaves and branches of deciduous trees.
I miss a nice park. I miss shade. I miss trees!
I have fond memories of summer days here.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Punny Monday

Broken puppets for sale. No strings attached.

Friday, August 21, 2015

My Father Had a Twisted Sense of Humor

He was the guy who, when you stepped into the elevator, would say, “I bet you’re wondering why I gathered you all here today” to all the people already there.

He used to give his name as Dr. to M’aitre d’s to ensure better treatment.

One of the best ‘weird conduct in public places’ I ever saw him do was on the boardwalk in Ocean City.
We were discussing human behavior when he said, “Watch this!”

He walked out into the middle of the crowded boardwalk and stood there looking up towards the sky.
Just standing there, staring up.
At nothing.

After a few minutes other people stopped and started looking  up.
Someone asked what they were looking at and my father just pointed up and said nothing.
More and more people stopped and looked.

After a few minutes he slowly backed away from the gathering crowd, looked at me, shrugged his shoulders and said, “See what I mean?”

Thursday, August 20, 2015

ThrowBack Thursday

I got a call from BigBrother a while ago. He said, “Are you near your computer? Go Google our old address in Pennsylvania. I’ll wait.”
I found the Zillow listing........

What it looked like when we lived there.
What it looks like now.
Nice landscaping. 

He said, "Keep looking."
This used to be our small screened in porch!!!!!!
Holy crap!!!!
We obviously didn't see the potential!

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

I Am Verbose OR Not So Much Wordless Wednesday

Okay, let’s face it, I’m a chatty Cathy. There’s no two ways about it, I like to pontificate.
I come by it honestly. My father was long-winded too. My mother used to say, “Ask him what time it is and he’ll tell you how to make a watch!”
I still find that amusing.

So this whole Wordless Wednesday thing is kinda’ difficult for me……….. (annie! LOL)