A bit of playing

Just a little something to puzzle your mind...

How about this....



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Or this.

I must say I feel somewhat like the Mad Snapper....

Lorelei was here and said,  "Hey Mamaw!  Look!"  And our Mad Snapper moments began...this is just a few of the many pics we took,

These last two had her own special touch...

Okay, did you guess what Lorelei had me look at?  It the mirror I had laying there reflecting on the ceiling..  Lorelei immediately started laying things on it to see what would show up.

The very first one was her hair brush, the second one is one of my pincushions.

The 3rd and 4th are  T-pins.  Did you notice that the second one spells 'Hi?"

The last two is her glasses plus her making shadows with her hands.

I want to add that this is the reflection from the magnifying side of the mirror.  the regular side just made a little bit reflection.

During this, I found out the mirror is cracked...I have no idea how long that has been.

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The guys have been here replacing panels on our awnings that were damaged during the storm  back in May.  I assume they are done...or think they are done.  But I have been so stressed out with it...I don't even know how to explain what all is stressing about it. I took photos and sent to our claims adjuster.   He said he would reach out to the guy that is in charge of getting the repairs done. 

This morn that man called and said that he would try to come out Monday or Tuesday and check about this. 

Yesterday evening after they had gone home the wind must have kicked up a  little bit, because the one out back made so much noise I thought they were out there working it.  We got the ladder out this morn and I looked...and one piece is put on 'wrong.'   It is hard to explain...one side has a lip that is curled up, and the other side has a lip that is curled down.  The last two do not hook together.

Will hush...I hope everyone is having a nice weekend..

Almost every year...

Every year, like clockwork, soon as I start seeing Goldenrod, I start repeating the lines of a couple poems.   Let me re-phrase that...I repeat the first few lines of a couple poems.  All through childhood till now when I am an old woman, the lines from September, by Helen Hunt Jackson has run through my head.
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But then, several years ago,  I heard a different poem.  It touches my heart so...



Now I have two that go round and round...I kind of like to listen to it being read and follow along with the actual written version.  It is kind of hard to find one that pronounces everything right.  Anyway, I have shared it before, and will share again.  I hope that it is a joy for you to hear and read....

When the Frost is on the Punkin BY JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock, And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin’ turkey-cock, And the clackin’ of the guineys, and the cluckin’ of the hens, And the rooster’s hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence; O, it’s then’s the times a feller is a-feelin’ at his best, With the risin’ sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest, As he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock, When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock. They’s something kindo’ harty-like about the atmusfere When the heat of summer’s over and the coolin’ fall is here— Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossums on the trees, And the mumble of the hummin’-birds and buzzin’ of the bees; But the air’s so appetizin’; and the landscape through the haze Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days Is a pictur’ that no painter has the colorin’ to mock— When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock. The husky, rusty russel of the tossels of the corn, And the raspin’ of the tangled leaves, as golden as the morn; The stubble in the furries—kindo’ lonesome-like, but still A-preachin’ sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill; The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed; The hosses in theyr stalls below—the clover over-head!— O, it sets my hart a-clickin’ like the tickin’ of a clock, When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock! Then your apples all is gethered, and the ones a feller keeps Is poured around the celler-floor in red and yeller heaps; And your cider-makin’ ’s over, and your wimmern-folks is through With their mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and saussage, too! ... I don’t know how to tell it—but ef sich a thing could be As the Angels wantin’ boardin’, and they’d call around on me— I’d want to ’commodate ’em—all the whole-indurin’ flock— When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock!

a bit of this and that....

Well, Lorelei spent Friday night with us, and was going to spend Saturday night but ended up with her asthma bothering her so she ended up going home.  I tell you, it is the most lonesome feeling in the world when she goes home....and was doubly so this time cause both daughters and son-in-law had been here.  It seems like we are seldom all together any more except at Thanksgiving and Christmas.

Yesterday afternoon, we went to a nearby town to eat....

this isthe sky as we returned home.  I just LOVE days like this!  Nothing like a blue, blue sky with white puffy clouds.
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Today we went to Rockville...I went up there on the highway but returned via backroads.    We used to travel these backroads fairly often, but not so much any more.

We turned on this one road, that is actually the last road before we have to get on the highway again and there were these two.  They were not very scared.  There is a house  just out of view.  I told Roger, I bet they are being fed.  They are too used to people....They did hardly moved till we got right across from them and even then they just ambled off into the woods.  We pulled forward and what did we see?

This!  That is the carport they are eating on.

The second one was looking off towards the other two we had just passed. Sorry about the quality...still you can see the second deer. 

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I have not accomplished a lot today, but did clean out one cabinet....it had not been that long since I was in it so it was not bad.  But I did make the decision to put a pan and waffle iron in the donate bag.  I had not used the pan in a year or so, and it had been years since that waffle iron was used.  Maybe someone else will get some use out of it.

I also got in my fabric and 'think' I have figured out what I want to work on.  At least part of the time. It is handwork.  It has been a long time since I did any, but I used to love to sit and work on something at night while I listened and half watched something on TV.

It has not seemed like a holiday today for us since we saw the kids Friday and Saturday....but that is okay. 

I hope you have had a good weekend...and that the coming week is good to you.