Actually we are not even a month into true winter but wanted to tell you the blog will be on mid-winter break for the next week. Will miss you and will catch up with you upon my return.
“Sometimes, we get caught up in nostalgia, future fantasy, or both, and we don’t embrace the “now.” For this week’s challenge, take a moment to notice your present, and share a photo of it.”
Embracing the “now” as I returned home this afternoon.
Took a moment. Noticed my present. Sharing a photo of it.
Dirty dishes in the sink and an empty eggnog container to rinse and recycle.
Holiday travel at peak? Not yet.
That will be this coming Wednesday.
Getting to their platform, getting to their train home. Rush rush rush.
Columbus OH, downtown at the State Auto courtyard. The giant camel was on the sidewalk. waiting to be positioned.
Guess what they were doing? Yep, you guessed.
Putting up the Nativity scenes for Christmas. It was October 7th.
After Christmas I was in the Strip District with Matthew and Natalya. We had coffee at La Prima and lunch at Sunseri’s. A little window shopping, popped into the kitchen store and then Wholey’s to see the fish.
One “must-see” store is Mike Feinberg’s on Penn Ave. Right now you can stock up on Leprauchan supplies. Or Mardi Gras masks and beads.
You name it- they have it. Postcards and old school candy, too.
This is what we saw up front. Presidents’ Day supplies. There were tons of New Year’s hats and horns, pre-packaged party supplies for any number of guests.
Right from school, I drove the 200 miles to Columbus and made it in time to attend the Nutcracker with the family.
We crossed the street after the performance and Maura and her other grandmother and I sat on a bench while the rest of the family walked around the Statehouse, seeing the sites. We were waiting for the line to the parking lot to subside.
We asked Maura which part was her favorite. (“the kids doing the back handsprings” said Anna and Maura said “Me, too.”)
Maura’s response to the Sugar Plum Fairy and the Dance of the Flowers took place right on the sidewalk..
I was wishing I’d brought my camera but had to do with the iPhone.
Oh, did I mention that it was about 55 degrees. Felt like a Spring evening with a chill wind.
You remember the Father/Son blog followers and dear friends who guest blogged the scenes from Central Park in Fall and Winter?
Here is what dad Jack wrote
“Joey’s office is near Rockefeller Center. He sent these pictures of the Christmas Tree as it arrived. He said that some branches are removed making it bare in spots. They reattach the original branches and add branches from other trees. Who would have known? Not me for sure. I was impressed by the scaffolding and all. It is different so I thought you would enjoy it. I will send the finished product if Joe sends it to me. “
Across the nation there were parades, memorial services, taps sounding in cemeteries, and specific names of friends and family on Facebook, asking for us to remember a lost friend, family member and soldier.
I received these two photos from my sister where she is visiting friends, south of Albany.
Mark’s birthday was today so his tribute was up for most of the 26th but didn’t want Memorial Day to pass without a post acknowledging it.
Some of the service member names engraved in bricks.
Twenty four notes. Taps.
The Origin of Taps, The Bugler’s Cry by “Jari Villanueva, a former ceremonial bugler at Arlington National Cemetery”
(General Daniel Butterfield- July 1862)