Also…..it’s not nice. This is the sign we came across while hiking on the coast down in the Pemaquid area. We didn’t see even one little scrap of litter along the trail. Good job, sign!
Be well, denise
This past week has been one of celebrations – of birthdays and new beginnings in new homes, as well as remembrances of departed friends. It helped that there were happy occasions to balance the ones that held sorrow. The gathering I attended was a way to see my departed friend through other people’s eyes and experiences, a chance to continue to know her even though she is no longer alive among us. More than a few people were left musing about what would be said about them after they died. It left me wishing there was a way we could celebrate each other as openly while we are still here, a way also for us to be able to hear the stories, without too much embarrassment, and accept the feelings of those around us, about us. (Having said that, I also realize I would be hard pressed to remain unselfconscious and gracious in the midst of stories about gaffes as well as good acts I had experienced.)
I found comfort in the way we gathered together to honor the life of a friend and keep her spirit alive in our hearts. Our ability to laugh and cry as we celebrated her life and mourned her passing was a great commentary on this community I am grateful to be a part of.
Last week it was dill pickles and raspberry jam,
This week it will be green beans and salsa.
Brine for Dill Pickles:
two quarts water
one quart white vinegar
2/3 canning salt
Bring to a boil.
Fill jars with cukes, add some fresh dill and a garlic clove.
Pour hot brine into jars.
Clean tops of jars and screw down hot lids.
In three weeks open a jar and enjoy. sue
by William Stafford
It could happen at anytime,
tornado, earthquake, armageddon
It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.
It could, you know. That’s why
We wake and look out-
No guarantees in this life.
But some bonuses,
Like Morning, like right now,
Be well, denise
Summer nights always seem to catch me off guard…..you think you have all the time in the world before the sun goes down…..then before you know it the Mosquitos are driving you inside and by the time you glance back out the window……it’s dark outside! So here is to another day well lived and to another evening arriving just a little too soon! 🙂
Midsummer felt like the perfect time to burn the ‘pile’ – all the wood stacked up from demolition, reconstruction, downed tree limbs, with a few pieces of broken furniture thrown in, that had grown to over 6 feet.
All that remains is a good beginning for next year’s fire.