THROUGH MY WINDOWS

 Hello, dear readers. Thank you for your comments about my photos of Maine. I am afraid I have more of the same today. Today is Sunday and it’s another hot day in the 90’s here in Bethlehem, PA. Last night and the night before fireworks went off way into the night. Well, until midnight anyway. How my life has changed…Not too long ago we would be over on “lookout mountain” watching them down below regardless of the humidity and bugs.  My days here are all the same. Staying in with the exception of walking Lucy around the property in late afternoon. Roger takes Buddy on a longer walk around the neighborhood twice a day unless the pavement is too hot for his paws. I am still practicing on my knitting and still making mistakes and ripping out. I do know how to correct most of them but after the upteenth time I start over with a different color yarn. I may some day actually finish the hat but I am determined that it be perfect, haha. Who am I kidding. But, I am persistent if nothing else.

  Hello lovely readers!The photos above were taken in Stonington Harbor at the very end tip of the Island. About 10 miles from where my house is. We had some beautiful days. Not too hot, just right for the family to sight see and also to get work done around the old homestead. If we wanted to eat out we had to go to Stonington harbor. I did get a mess of lobsters but I ate my fill and froze the rest to bring back to Pennsylvania since my daughter and grandsons don’t like shellfish.  If you are one of my regular readers these photos are old hat to you. I never get tired of the Summer scenes but I really should broaden my picture taking to other areas of the Island. It’s just the parts of the Island we shop in and eat in so since I am there already I capture the moment. Another reason is that many parts of the Island are now private property. However, we did take a trail walk around the shore with oldest grandson. I hope you have enjoyed the photos. We spent one day off from working and

 Hello dear bloggy friends! Can you guess where I am? If you guessed Maine you are so right! My daughter and two grandsons are here with me. We arrived a couple of days ago. We spent a couple of days in Wells, Maine on the way. It rained the whole time we were there and cleared the day we traveled to the Island but rained two days after we arrived. Today was gorgeous. A lovely sunset behind the Lighthouse.  The following photos were taken in York, Maine. Nubble Light House with Fox’s Lobster House next door where we enjoyed lunch. I bought two beautiful pairs of earrings at the Lighthouse Gift Shop. Grandson Joshua loved running across the top of the rocks. There’s lots to do here. My daughter, Judi, put the two teens to work so cupboards were painted and old things replaced with new…shower head, more towel racks, and the list goes on. A dump run was made and ice cream cones and sundaes enjoyed at the drive-in on the way back up the island. We hope to head for Bar Harbor and Acadia Nat

 Hello dear friends everywhere. Happy Easter! Christ is Risen! I’m writing this on Easter morning. It’s a beautiful Spring day here in Eastern Pennsylvania. Lucy woke me up the usual time, sevenish, wanting to go out and to be fed breakfast. She can be very vocal! Buddy, Quiseppe (aka Zeppe), Nika, and our outside feral cat, Rascal, crawl out of their respective areas of choice, take care of business and join the line up in the kitchen to have their morning love greetings and breakfast…provided by a very groggy yours truly. I look at them and my heart overflows with love. How blessed Roger and I are to have these little ones to wake up to, to have  the freedom to go to church today without a mask and pew spacing or, that our church, our homes might be bombed…and life as we knew it is no more. Then I step outside to the back patio and breathe in the fresh morning air holding a lovely cup of hot tea. I tell myself that this is going to be a day of celebration and not to mess up my mind w

  Hello lovely friends! Today’s post is inspired by Monet’s series of paintings, Water Lilies. I read in my Daily Bread this morning that he ‘created them to depict the serenity of the flowers in his backyard pond to give viewers “an asylum of peaceful meditation”…after the ravages of WWI.’ (The reading went on to talk about Paul in Ephesians 2.) Water lilies! How pretty they are!  That led me to change my wallpaper and search through my photos for water lilies and pond scenes depicting peace and serenity. Sadly there was a definite dearth of said photos. These are them. (Lots of peaceful ocean scenes in my archives though.) It went on to say that while he was painting the series he seldom felt at peace. Wind blew his canvases away and road dust settled on the lilies. He stomped on the canvases and cut them up and started over time and again in frustration. He said that he suffered agonies when he painted them. So, the peace we feel when we look at them came at a cost to him. I felt th

I can't remember the name! Dear bloggy friends, hello! I am sitting in my easy chair, with a giant cup of tea. The day is overcast. We’ve had rain. The temps are in the high 50’s F and the birds are singing and chirping, all is peaceful in my little space right now. Roger has gone out to breakfast with  a pal. Buddy and Lucy are sharing my chair as usual so it’s a tight fit. I hear the cat flap so I know that Zeppe is either coming from or going out into the humongous fenced yard/garden that has a bit of everything that might interest him…trees, bird feeders, bushes, shrubs, you get the picture. I don’t have to worry about him. He is our special needs cat. He has one working ear and eye and a twisted jaw all caused by being run into by a car when he was a kitten, before we adopted him from the shelter. Our miracle cat. To look at him you would never know he had disabilities.  Buddy on one side Lucy on the other side of me Zeppe, living in a secure environment  I have been unsettled