A box of sweet Georgia peaches was delivered on my front porch. Thank you Kristin and Rick.
What a happy and unexpected (and juicy) surprise. The jewels of a summer harvest at Pearson Farm in Georgia arrived in Pittsburgh. Perfection! The scent as the box was opened was wonderful and the taste even better. Delicious!
Our family friend Shuey has done it again. Sent photos that create a guest blog post. He’d driven his motorcycle up from Niceville Florida.
“I rode up to be a motorcycle safety volunteer for a charity bicycle event running out of Seneca, PA. It was in support of MS research and I monitored traffic at an intersection to facilitate travel for over 300 cyclists riding a 75 mile course. Weather was decent last Saturday and I think everyone had a good time. The route was quite hilly and twisty; these were serious riders.”
Last Saturday Shuey captured the Snowman after his volunteer duty was completed.
Seen Saturday afternoon, after purchasing quilting cotton fabric at Miller’s Dry Goods. I’d done mail order from the store this past year during the Pandemic and wanted to go in person. I changed my route home to Pittsburgh from Columbus Ohio after visiting my family last Week. More quilts in mind.
Visiting my two families in Ohio, I noticed the pencil line markings with dates, documenting the grandkids’ growth. When my kids were young we moved around so there are no enduring pencil marks on an old door jamb showing how tall anyone was years ago and not sure why we didn’t do it in the house I’m still in now.
I’d not experienced the cicadas incessant sounds until I came out here for a visit. The trees are filled with the red eyed insects. It’s been 17 years since they’ve emerged. Here an articleabout this species, not to be confused with the annual cicadas.