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March comes in like a lion

March is an unpredicable month it can come in with the winter’s roar of a lion or the sweet breath of a new-born lamb.  Hopefully since it came in like a lion this year it will indeed go out like a lamb.  With a snowy, cold February behind us we were all hoping to leave the snow to February and welcome Spring to the air.  As I type this the snow is falling fast and furious with hours more before the end is in sight.   In the classic movie by the same name, the song indicates that in a perfect world, ie Camelot, winter would exit March the 2nd on the dot.  We can conclude then that we are not living in a perfect world, but we are living in a beautiful one.  The snow has provided many a scene and sunsets that can take your breath away with its beauty.   037

This winter I had my very first opportunity to go to an ice festival to see ice carvings in all shapes and sizes.  The occasion for being in the town where the festival was taking place was to try on wedding gowns, of all things.  Yes, my nieces asked me to go with them to try on wedding gowns to surprise my sister for her 50th wedding anniversary.  We chose a perfect one for her.


And she wore it like a princess through the touching ceremony and while visiting with friends and family afterward. She was only a little mad at me for not letting her in on the secret.


The fun for me was spending the day with my nieces, and seeing the ice sculptures as we hurried from one bridal shop to the next.



The store fronts offered winter charm as well.




This little guy is checking out how warm the seat is  before he gets his picture taken on the throne.



That was in February and how I enjoyed the day and the beauty of ice.


Today is March and we are having the worst storm of the year.  #not a perfect world.



Next time in April, I will be in Hawaii!!  #perfectworldcomingup.   Aloha!




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Snow Day, sled day

Years ago when our kids were small, a snow day was a sled day on our hill, and several families would gather and spend the day and/or evening sledding.  On this day, I was comfy, all snug in my nook, just starting to read, a very good book.   When what to my wondering ears, did I hear?  The dog started barking, “some one’s sledding out here”.  I ran to window and to my surprise, my sister was waving, a grandchild by her side.  Come on down she said with a shout, so I pulled on my boots and in a few minutes was out.  (Sorry I didn’t mean to get carried away, work with me here, it started out innocently enough.)

Back in the day, when it was a lot easier getting down into a sled, not to mention, the twists and turns it takes to get up out of the sled, we were just one of the crowd with kids on the hill, going down two or three on a sled joining in on the fun.  Where are those kids now she asked?  We gave our answers to each other:  at work, basketball practice, college, ski liberty.  Yes,  those kids are grown and have bigger and better things to do, but for this afternoon, she and I had Ashley, and we had a great time sledding down our hill.



Not exactly like the zipline, dangling over trees in a forest, but good for a few minutes of that “I am free to be me” feeling.


I just have to express that feeling at times, and get out there and do something! If you think I am little crazy at this age, you should read my latest book “A Wish Called Wanda,” and see what I was up to when I was young!  And speaking of twists and turns, it is said that there are enough twists and turns in the book to keep your head spinning and your hands from putting the book down.   Find it on Amazon, with a title search.


Ashley was up for a thrill too, as she dug into the mess under the porch until she found “THE RAMP”!   She executed a perfect ramp slide and landed right side up, but once was enough for her as she said it hurt her back a little.  Smart girl, no use hurting it worse.



Linda was determined NOT to go over the ramp.  She thought she would follow the path to the right, But when the sled kept to the left, she abandoned ship and came to a screeching halt in the middle of the hill.


A walk with the dog in the field completes our afternoon in the snow.


A January sky beckens us to keep going and looking.

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Thank you God for seasons, trees, grandchildren, sisters, dogs, walks and snow.  So many good things all in one afternoon. A big thanks to Ashley and Linda for taking the pictures.



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Over the River and through the woods

It’s the song we sang as kids when we went to our Aunt Carrie’s house for Thanksgiving.  We packed more kids than things into dad’s Packard and took off over the mountain for the four hour trip. One year we actually got a sleigh ride pulled by horses, because our car got stuck in the snow as we were trying to leave.  That was long ago and another story.  Now, I have to think of this song each year as we load up our car with more things than kids, and travel some of those same roads to our cabin in the woods.  We cross, and ride beside the Susquehanna River for much of the way and the wooded Pennsylvania hills were covered with snow this year as we traveled back home. Last year I saved the words to this song, because as many times as this song has gone through my head, I never knew all the words, and still don’t know why they use wood instead of woods.

Over the river, and through the wood,
To Grandfather’s house we go;
the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
through the white and drifted snow.
Over the river, and through the wood,
to Grandfather’s house away!
We would not stop for doll or top,
for ’tis Thanksgiving Day.
Over the river, and through the wood—
oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes and bites the nose
as over the ground we go.
Over the river, and through the wood—
and straight through the barnyard gate,
We seem to go extremely slow,
it is so hard to wait!
Over the river, and through the wood—
When Grandmother sees us come,
She will say, “O, dear, the children are here,
bring a pie for everyone.”
Over the river, and through the wood—
now Grandmother’s cap I spy!
Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

As usual this song went through my mind as we arrived at the cabin in the dark and woke up to a blanket of snow on Wednesday morning.


The cabin is a grand place to spend Thanksgiving.  It has a nostalgic atmosphere, but is comfortable, warm and cozy.


We have gas heat, a stove, refrigerator and a generator when needed. And oh yes, all the comforts of home,DSCF3906 complete with a warm seat. I’m telling you, our guys think of everything. I am so glad this little house faces away from the cabin. No need to shut the door and the view into the woods is very nice.  We carry in our own water and do have a bucket flush facility indoors.

It is a good place to play with the dog,



or take long walks to gaze deep into the snow laden woods.



It’s the place where you have bacon and eggs for breakfast, and Dick deep fries the Thanksgiving Chicken.  Well this year there were only three of us for dinner, so chicken seemed the better option.


The bird of choice comes out golden, moist and flavorful.


Gina grilled the sweet potatoes on the back porch, I made the mashed potatoes on the stove along with the stuffing, easy green peas (you’ve got to have something easy and green) and the gravy.  For me it is all about the gravy. I brought a little broth from home added a little Campbell’s and had as much as I wanted, all over the stuffing, chicken and mashed potatoes.


Quite the satisfying feast! Our thanks centered around the basic things, food, shelter, warmth and love of those present and those who couldn’t be with us.  When we have so much, we must take time to be grateful for those basics which many do without.  Thanksgiving at the cabin is the time to do just that.


Thanksgiving is not only about the food, but also includes friends.  No better way to end a perfect holiday weekend than to pop corn over an open fire and roast hot dogs out doors with the neighbors a couple of cabins down the road. DSCF3884

Food, fun, family, friends and SNOW makes for a HAPPY THANKSGIVING WEEKEND.

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