When I look at this image I can hear the singing of “Haaaaa…” of Happy Birthday to You.
Jack, now 11, said I could post this pic.
His sisters put on every candle they could find.
And yes, there are three flavors of ice cream at the ready on the left. Mom, Erika, was videoing for family across the miles and isn’t in this frame.
Flickering candle flames are mesmerizing. It’s hard to avert your eyes.
They cast a flattering light.
The sound of the strike of a wooden match. Tapers on a dinner table. The evening’s about to begin.
Lighting votives in the alcove of a church offers comfort when there’s really nothing else one can do.
Skinny candles on birthday cakesthe smell of wax and smoke after you make your wish, blow them out.
Everyone’s getting those battery operated, remote control, waxy but not real flame candles these days. No carbon marks on paint behind picture frames. No danger of setting the house afire.
I’ve got a set on the mantel right now. Need a load of double AAs. Make them glow again.
The wavering lights of true flames, hypnotize me.
Create shadows on the walls.
Light up a winter night.
Found this newspaper page from June 17,1966 today. Our eighth grade class.
My Grandmother’s High School Class 1904 picture, too.
I’m tackling a closet which had a few random treasures in the miscellaneous.
What sensible person holds onto this stuff?
Happy Birthday to my Dear Longtime Friend with much love. I hope you’re reading the blog today.
(Seriously longtime. We were in Mrs. Stewart’s class when news broke of JFK’s assassination. I remember Miss McCarthy crying in the hall).
But I figure you prefer anonymity so you know who you are.
“We were so much older then, we’re younger than that now”
Happy Birthday to my Cherished Friend
My maternal grandmother, Charlotte Rowley- bottom right
And in my mother’s handwriting -the names of the 1904 Durand High School class, Durand Illinois. Mr. Greenough didn’t get a first name?
- ….and there is an almost nine year old in the vicinity. Be AWARE.
Happy Ninth Birthday Maura Clare.
October weekend in North Carolina, went to pick up pizza….uh-oh Found an unauthorized selfie on my goid camera, shot in the hotel mirror.
And how did someone get my cell phone on the same trip? Who needs grandma to take your picture? Not Maura!
Selfie in the car!
And on the beach Maura looked up into my Lens and pushed the shutter for this next shot
So three selfies by Maura on her birthday
and a little memory collage with love from your Grandma
Kind, generous, considerate, helpful, responsible, creative – a genuinely good person with a thoughtful heart…and I’m not just saying this cause I’m grandmother.
Proud of all you’ve accomplished and looking forward to your future!
Wishing you the happiest birthday, Anna Catherine. Fourteen years old? Wow. I remember the day you were born.
And don’t forget, you’re the one who made up the grandma name Froo Froo (Ruthie)