Altan – St. Patrick’s Eve

Last night Mom and I headed up to the Troy Savings Bank Music Hall to enjoy the great music of Altan. They are a wonderful band and put on a good show and they had a very appreciative audience. I had downloaded their new album on the night it was released and enjoyed the live mix of new and old, with explanations as to where it had all come from. Also, that we could imagine what we wanted any of the gaelic language songs to be about, rather than the sad tragedies they usually memorialize.

Next up, Billy Collins reading in Manchester VT in April.

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Merry Christmas 2018

Merry Christmas Everyone!

In a wonderful confluence of weird retail scheduling and Christmas I ended up with Christmas Eve, Christmas and December 26th off. This is probably the second (third at most) day-after I’ve not worked in the past sixteen years so I’ll not complain.

This morning I was lucky enough to catch the lessons and carols from Kings College Chapel on the radio which was just wonderful. I may not be in the religious mind but the music is incredible. What voices! That’s a fine tradition, up there with listening to Arlo do Alice’s Restaurant on Thanksgiving.

Had a lovely lasagna dinner with the family at Kate and Aaron’s house tonight and we’ll return there tomorrow morning for gifting. We enjoyed some lovely New Zealand wine – The Ned Pinot Noir – with our dinner and then tucked into desserts of bouche noel and a Jello-Raspberry-Sherbet recipe from Peg’s childhood.

We’re expecting snow tomorrow according to the weather guys so we shall see. Meanwhile, have a peaceful Christmas Eve and may the Jingle Bells Be With You!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Here we are in veggie central, but first a look at veggies past:

You rarely have time for everything you want in this life, so you need to make choices. And hopefully your choices can come from a deep sense of who you are. — Fred Rogers a.k.a. Mister Rogers

Or you decide, what the heck, one more vegetable and yes, please, pass the potatoes back here.

Things Found By My Mother

and passed along to you.

Classic mid-late 60’s, with some classic advice including:

If you are delayed after school — or on a date — be sure to call home to save the folks worrying.

Not too many names inside, my few girl friends in school and one boy’s name almost completely erased… Most had phone numbers that began with letters. Those were the days.

Exciting Friday!

The excitement I thought I’d be ending Friday with:

The real excitement du jour – two new itty-bitty-kitties!

So thanks to the fine folks at Goulet Pens for a mailbox full of pens and my first gold-nib beauty! and to Dino and his friends for two adorable kittens. I don’t suppose any of us will be sleeping tonight…

Made It, Another Year

Had a pleasant dinner with Mom at the Olde English Pub in Albany and today I’m at work. It’s nice to reflect on the years past and think about times to come and to enjoy all the wishes coming towards me today. Thanks everyone!

Yesterday a little painting and more of that to come and then some adventuring. Stay tuned!

Monday, July 3

Had some good times today – Started off by going to the post office to send out a package. Mom and I poked at her iPad which is still not acting right although thankfully in very limited ways, and we discussed options. Then we went to lunch. Then I poked around some, and I took a couple back roads home, like I knew where I was going – must have had some idea since I did make it home.

Mom gave me a solar lantern that looks like it’s filled with fireflies. I hung it on the back arm of the mailbox – maybe tomorrow I’ll get a hook or something to make it a little nicer but I keep looking out and it’s still lit up! (I gave Mom a hat which looked super cute on her because everyone needs a nice hat when you’re outside these days.

Did some painting and did some drawing, did some reading. Did some playing. Did some wash. Got all excited about signing up for August Poetry Postcard Festival and realized it’s a 12 AM Pacific Time opening…

This was from yesterday’s trip to the Clark (where you simply must go to see the Frankenthaler Wood Cut Prints and Paintings!). It was about 80F and windy so watercolors were more like an insta-dry medium.

These were done today. It was worth sitting outside sketching the hostas and birch tree just to be outside hearing the birdies sing.