Memorial Day, 2017

Busy week, this last one, full of people I love.  Between babysitting, elder-sitting, and good, old friends, I haven’t had time to do much more than maintenance.  I’m way behind on my reading challenge because I didn’t have the challenge book with me at Cades Cove and started reading another, so now I’m finishing up two.

Many confuse Memorial Day with Veterans Day.  The former is for those who have made the ultimate sacrifice and lost their lives for their country in military service, the latter for all those who served.  No one in my mom or dad’s family has died in combat, but for the millions of lives cut short by war, it is good to take time to pause and reflect with prayers or meditations of remembrance and thanksgiving for all we, the living, have in this wonderful country.

I remember when we called this Decoration Day and we would go with my great-grandmother in Southern Illinois to walk around dozens (it seemed) of cemeteries littered with Maynes and Kinkades.  Casey and I made our way through most of the old cemeteries at one time or another in the last 20 years, but the weather isn’t always co-operative.   This year would have given us a beautiful day to re-enact the trip, but we chose to stay put, doing mostly nothing.

Casey’s working on putting up our little pool and the week ahead looks sunny.  We are leaving next week, flying to NYC for Eliza’s kindergarten graduation/party and both girls will be dancing Irish at their school’s

Ceili  –  ˈkālē/

a social event at which there is Scottish or Irish folk music and singing, traditional dancing, and storytelling.

Both PawPaw and I are going, and this will be the first time he has seen the girls dance in person, so we are All excited.

Till then, we’ll be laying around the shack, watching the garden grow.  Well, I will. I can’t keep track of Casey, but he’ll be doing something helpful, I’m sure.

Peace

 

 

Back home again…

Had a great trip to visit with the NYC grand-daughters, mostly Eliza, who was on spring break.

Anyway, it was a quick trip…  Eliza and I went down to Rockefeller Center, but I failed to get Studio Tour tickets.  Not to be daunted we went** to the Top of the Rock…

We played games and did some book-reading, attended Emma’s All-School Assembly, and just enjoyed being together!!

I arrived back at Sonnystone on Saturday, and I have to brag that my house was freshly swept and my windows were shiny-clean.  All of the my veggie plants were in great shape.  The seeds that I planted last Sunday are just sort-of starting to pop up.  Sunday we planted 9–count ’em–9 double knockout roses across the front of the house.  We’ll be planting veggies this week-end, if not before..!

I’m babysitting Samantha today and tomorrow…

Hope your week is off to a great start!

Peace

 

** (I accidentally walked by trump tower while there…the whole block has to be cordoned off and there are seriously weaponized men everywhere.  I don’t blame Melania for not wanting to live with her husband, and I understand that Barron has special needs,  but according to the New York City Police Department, it has cost the taxpayers an average of $127,000 to $145,000 per day to keep Melania and Barron Trump in New York. By the time the Trumps vacate Trump Tower in June, (if they do) the tallied amount is projected to hit $8.6 million.  Since he’s so rich, can’t he pay that himself?)

(that wasn’t very peaceful, was it?  sorrrry…)

For Real…

Peace to All of you!

 

Week-end Wrap-up

The Women’s Marches around the world yesterday were absolutely exhilarating to those of us who have felt despondent since November 9.  It was a fabulous showing of solidarity, one that sprang up spontaneously on facebook.  Even Eville sent out 2 buses!  The local marches were just as inspiring—throughout the red states there were strong women emerging from their post-election funk to join together, rise up, and use their Voices against policies and politicians who would limit our liberties.

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Our Eville March was a small affair, not focused on women at all.  “With Liberty and Justice For All” presented 4 wonderful speakers who shared their hope for a world where All can feel safe and free.  A poem written for the occasion called it “the inauguration day of a new movement”.  Then the crowd moved down the riverfront to Main and up to the Library…

At the library, there were over 20 groups represented with volunteer sign-up sheets and lots of info about their causes and missions.  By the time I left, the place was packed…

I met some people who I want to work with.  I’ll keep you informed as I explore some of the groups that were represented.  I hope that in your world you are looking out for groups that promote social justice and peace.

I don’t know who wrote this, but I wish it had been me…

“People want to belittle this effort by calling it a “little walk.”

“What’s a little walk going to do,” they say.

A little walk by protesters to Boston Harbor sparked a nation’s independence from a monarchy.

A little walk from Selma to Montgomery, and from the Washington Monument to the Lincoln Memorial sparked the enactment of civil rights legislation for the American descendants of former slaves and changed the world’s conscience about hate and the importance of nonviolent protest against the evils of this world.

A little walk by students and young people to Washington, DC helped to change America’s conscience about the Vietnam War.

A little walk by a Chinese boy in Tiananmen Square helped the world see the oppressive regime of the People’s Republic of China.

A little walk by protesters in Cape Town, galvanized the world against South Africa’s apartheid regime, and helped to free the Freedom Fighter who was in jail for over 2 decades, who would one day become South Africa’s first Black President.

A little walk by tired and frustrated citizens to Tahir Square in Egypt caused a 30 year President to resign.

Little walks are powerful and can change a nation.

Little walks are powerful and can change the world.”

We’re Stronger Together…Keep it Going

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Peace

A short note on MLK Day…

For the last week or so, Sonnystone has sunk into the graycold monotony of January.  Casey’s work on the laundry room has kept him occupied.  I have whiled away my hours planning gardens, trips, and dinners, reading and playing.

Until! a couple of days ago, I got so excited to see that Eville is actually going to have a Sister March…well, not exactly a Sister March, but an inauguration day march.  It will not be particularly protesting anything, but will be affirming a commitment to “Liberty and Justice For All”.   I’m for that.  There will be a Fair down at the library with over 20 groups represented.  I’m so excited to join with folks who share my hope that All of Us, Everyone,  can respect and support each other as we strive for equality and inclusion.

You’ve all heard my mantra of Peace, but it is especially fitting on this Martin Luther King, Jr. holiday, to pledge to do more than talk about it, or march about it.  As we join hands, we must join our hearts to the cause of Peace, to lend our hands to the organizations that promote Peace, and to lift up the folks who need the touch of Peace.  Because, actually, all you need is Love; give Peace a chance. (tee-hee)

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epiphany…

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Epiphany is one of the oldest Christian feasts. It was celebrated since the end of the second century, before the Christmas holiday was established. Like other Christian seasons, the church appropriated Epiphany from an old pagan festival. As early as 1996 BCE, the Egyptians celebrated the winter solstice (which then occurred on January 6) with a tribute to Aeon, the Virgin. It is important to note that the holiday was established prior to the Gregorian calendar’s introduction.

Let’s add a little Meaning to the day and commemorate all those epiphanies that have led us here, right now.  Let’s drink to the Illuminating Revelations, Glimpses of the True Nature of Life, the Simple Intuitive Grasps of Truth that have led us to This Moment.   Some of our epiphanies were the result of a fall, or a failure, a betrayal, or loss.   Some of our epiphanies were at the top of the mountain, under a green canopy of forest, or watching waves crash on the shore.  Some were while we gazed into the eyes of newborn baby, held an Aged One’s hand, or listened to the minor fall and major lift of Music. Remember, honor, and celebrate All that has brought us to This Now, This Epiphany…

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Peace

A last hurrah to Christmas 2016

Our plans to drive to NYC on Christmas Day were unavoidably changed, but that’s okay.  We’re free, now, to come and go as we please.  Here at Sonnystone, we’re still walking around going, wow you really don’t have to go to work, as we do the same old things we’d always do…put away the decorations, bring in the firewood (though it’s been unseasonably warm), and eat up the leftovers.

The Leftovers are from our Christmas Eve get-together with the Jrs.  Olivia and Samantha spent the night with us on the 23rd, and we met up with their parents for breakfast the next morning at IHOP.  (good enough, but I wish Eville had more diners)   Returning to the Acres, we quickly got down to serious christmas business:

Opening presents…

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Playing with new toys…

Not just New toys, but old games, too…

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New toys are great, but Samantha currently loves the harmonica the best.  Since she figured out how to make music with it a couple of months ago, she comes in pointing and asking  for it every visit.  She insists that I play one with her, and we’re quite a duo, but with or without me, she doesn’t let go of her blues harp.

We’ve got it all put away now and we’re busy working on the laundry room remodel…wait, did I say We?  I’m still putting everything back where it was (where was it?) before the holidaze, planning some trips, and vowing to not make any resolutions this year…like I never do.

December 4, 2016 – A Week-end Wrap-up

Well, the week-end didn’t go as I had planned, but there was too much good to complain.  We did drive up to New Harmony on Saturday to enjoy the festivities there.

We always start down at The Mews, where the table is spread with superlative goodies…

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The crowds were very crowdy and this turned out to be our lunch!  There was a wine-tasting going on in the back, with generous pours,  delicious meatballs in a crockpot,  and plenty of fruits and vegetables, so it was probably healthier than what I would have had at the Yellow or Sara’s if I’d been able to get a seat.

We stopped in a couple of shops as we strolled down to the gym, admiring the storefronts on our way…

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The gym was bright with crafty decorations…

My old friends, Shade Tree Players, provided the music…

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We got back home and worked outdoors, getting the last of the leaves cleaned up before the rain, then put out our outdoor decorations.

Today is the second Sunday in Advent, the day we light the Peace Candle on our wreath…

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21 more days till Christmas!