Remembering my father

Father’s Day again and though my father passed almost 18 years ago, you remember.

Every day.

And you miss him.

Honoring all fathers everywhere. Happy Fathers Day.

With Mary 1942
1918

Trains and Tracks: Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge

Cee has compiled a list blog challenges all around the blogosphere. She posts a FOTD Flower of the Day challenge  and inspires others blogger to post their flowers. If you want to see some gorgeous blooms, click the FOTD Flower of the Day. She is an excellent photographer and a creative soul.  Always generous with her encouragement.

This week Cee’s B & W Challenge is Trains and Tracks.
Searched my archives for my sister’s and my visit to Alaska in 2016.  Our 8 hour train ride from Anchorage to Denali.  And back!  I converted a few of the photos to sepia tones which is new for me. Perhaps I should have read up on how to do it more effectively but I had fun trying.  Thanks Cee.

Freshly Ground Pepper

This French pepper mill was a 1974 wedding gift from my sister’s friend, Janet. It works perfectly. I added a variety of peppercorns my friend Joanne sent to me.

Freshly ground pepper, yes or no?

If yes, on what?

I mixed up several types of pepper this time.

1943 Lincoln, Illinois Throwback Thursday

My sister Mary is the baby being held by our Grandmother Mary Alta Hendricks and Grandfather Floyd Merle Hendricks on the far right (our father’s parents)
Our mother Marian Van Sickle Hendricks on the far left and then our Great Grandmother Rosa Kerr (Mother of Mary Alta) standing next to our mom
town of Lincoln, Illinois 1943

Daylily

They return every year. I learned a Daylily (hemerocallis) is not a lily. You can read it here.

We (DIY Happy Home) just published an updated, comprehensive guide on how to grow and care for day lilies. It is completely free and you can find it here 

Note: although I edited yesterday’s midday post, you might have missed it. The 250 pound bear seen in my driveway around noon, settled in a yard about three blocks up the street. After a couple of hours, he was tranquilized, captured and relocated. It was on the local news.

First a Fawn, Today a BEAR !

In my driveway.

Not much going on during these three months of quarantine.  At least it seemed like it.
And then my neighbor Joaquin called and said “There’s a bear in your yard!”

What?

“A bear?”  “Now it’s in your driveway. It’s walking by your front door”  I looked out my window and it was sauntering down the path.

I caught a  quick photo.  Yes, it was a bear.

Did I mention I live in the city?

  Post-GazetteJohn Hayes Article

Hand Sanitizer, Ginger Ale and Wine

Afternoon light from the Kitchen back door glass onto the white counter. Different afternoons.

Coming through the bottles – of hand sanitizer, ginger ale and wine

Beloved Duo Since 1969

My sister Mary embroidered this Bert and Ernie pillow when Mark was little. So at least forty some years ago. I found it while going through a big basket of pillows on the third floor. Their faces make me think of Rubber Ducky and Doing the Pigeon.

I’m partial to Ernie. Do you have a favorite? I’ve a knitting pattern for an Ernie sweater but who would wear it?

“Their names are believed to have been drawn from those of two minor characters in the Frank Capra film It’s A Wonderful Life.

According to A&E’s Biography, Bert and Ernie were… the only Muppets to appear in the Sesame Street pilot episode,screen tested to a number of families in July 1969.” -Wikipedia

Ernie and Bert
Jim Henson Exhibit last year at COSI in Columbus Ohio Blog post last year
First episode Sesame Street date: November 10, 1969

Happy Birthday to my Brother

David grows the best raspberries. And The best garlic. You’ve seen the garlic on the blog before. He’s an excellent gardener, working long and hard hours every day.

I’ve stood in his garden by the raspberry canes. Picked the delicious berries. Nothing like eating a berry warmed in the sun. I can eat about as many as I put in the pail.

Happy Birthday David.

Xxoo Ruth

Urban Fawn Spent the Day in the Weeds

My friend reassured me the mother would return, that they leave them in a safe place. I’m hoping that reunion occurred in the night. It was certainly a surprise to find the little fawn looking at me when I went out to get in the car to go to the post office. The fawn spent the day in my backyard, under the apple tree, hidden in some tall weeds. My next door neighbor had helped me plant some heirloom tomato plants and went with me to the very back yard and confirmed it was still lying there. I was concerned it was abandoned but when I called the city help line they said non-threatening wildlife is left to nature. Leave it alone. So I did.