We took a little road trip last week, crossing two state lines to spend the day at Chautauqua Institute in the southwestern corner of New York state. We enjoyed the beautiful sunny summer day with Joe and Ann, Bob’s brother and sister-in-law, and our neighbor Marti. If you’ve been to Chautauqua, you know what I am speaking of when I describe the day as time spent in Brigadoon. If you have never been there, I recommend setting aside a day or two of your summer vacation to see it for yourself if you should find yourself near this beautiful countryside. It’s a wonderful way to relax.
Here are a few pictures to share the beauty of Chautauqua. (Thanks to our granddaughter Carrie for her patient instructions on how to get the photos from my iPhone into Lightroom, so I could process and post them here. This is the first full set of iPhone images I have ever posted). I’m truly amazed!
…fortunately there’s no law that says I can’t enjoy his flowers. That is what I was doing today while Bob helped Alison adjust the new gate she designed and constructed to keep the Mabel and Cooper from dashing down the driveway, barking at people that walk past the house.
When I was a girl, my mother would try to encourage me to take an interest in the flowers she loved. As winter waned and warmer temperatures hinted at the coming of spring, she would pour over the seed catalogs that came in the mail. When spring finally arrived and the ground was warm enough for planting, she spent hours digging in the dirt, planting, transplanting, and weeding, and we always had vases of cut flowers in the house. Mother loved her flower gardens. Unfortunately the proverbial green thumb passed me by, but thank goodness I can occasionally sneak into Mike’s amazing garden and take a few pictures. Although I may not enjoy the process of growing flowers, I do enjoy the process of taking pictures of them to hang on my walls and post on my blog. When fall gives way to winter and the flowers of summer slowly fade and die, I miss the color. Gray is the predominant color of winter, and it just doesn’t bring me much joy.
While I wandered around Mike’s garden with my camera, the work on the gate continued with the help of Mabel and Cooper…
Before long, the job was finished, and we headed home where I was greeted by a surprise; a colorful butterfly had discovered our new swamp milkweed plants. That’s color that doesn’t require digging , planting, and weeding…my kind of color!
That’s it for Saturday. Thanks for stopping by!
A dog that is treated with kindness is a happy dog. In Gulliver’s case, a daily dose of kindness comes in the form of a treat given with affectionate words that let him know he is special. It is the high point of his day, a brief moment he eagerly anticipates! As Gulliver’s “humans,” it makes us happy too. Gully is a 13 year old springer spaniel. He’s slowing down and sleeps a lot, but meal time and mail time are the best times of his day. They get him moving! (Click a picture to enlarge.)
That’s it for today. Not the normal trail walk, but more a “moment to remember.” Thanks for stopping by. There will be more trail walks this week, so keep coming back. Gotta get out there and enjoy the wonderful fall color.
Today, graduation day for the class of 2015, was a big day for our granddaughter Emmy, Following the main event of the day, the graduation ceremony, Alison and Mike hosted a terrific brunch for Emmy and her guests at Pier W, a restaurant overlooking Lake Erie with a great view of downtown Cleveland.
Members of the Board of Education took turns presenting each student with his/her diploma. When it was time for Em to receive hers, it was handed to her, along with a hug, by a former neighbor and long time friend of the family who serves on the Board of Education. That made a significant moment even more memorable. Although we were sitting way up in the upper reaches of the State Theater where the graduation was held, I managed to grab a couple of quick shots of Emmy receiving her diploma:
Following the ceremony, it was time for brunch and picture-taking on the patio overlooking Lake Erie (Click on a picture to scroll through the gallery).
Love you forever,
Today we took a detour. After my morning walk in the park, I left my usual trail behind and, at the invitation of friends, we drove to Kathy and Dean’s house for the first cookout of the season. And what a magnificent cookout it was! Everybody contributed something to the meal, and we feasted, told stories, laughed, feasted some more, and topped off the feast with homemade ice cream nestled next to a serving of Texas sheet cake, drizzled with chocolate syrup. Yum!
Dean was the grill master with the emphasis on master… (Click on a picture to scroll through the gallery).
…while everyone else, including the family cats, just hung out and waited for the (metaphorical) dinner bell to ring.
It was a special time with special people on a special day, but I have to say it’s a good thing that this kind of “special” doesn’t happen every day because it’s going to take a while to recover from all that feasting. As detours go, this one was definitely special.
Carolyn aka Skip