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Sunday, November 27, 2016

Thanksgiving...yeah I know it's late

     Cindy did ask a couple of her unattached coworkers to join us for Thanksgiving. Both declined, so we stubbornly put together a traditional New England version for just the three of us. There was no brining of a large, specially ordered, fresh turkey; just a nine pound Butterball with some good poultry dry rub. The Traeger made it easy, and the remote wireless thermometer made it even easier.

      We ate at two because Cindy had to work. Durelle's stuffing was done in the oven instead of the turkey. We had butternut squash, a green bean casserole, boiled onions, mashed potatoes, cranberry jelly and lots of good gravy. Much later there was pecan pie.  As seen below, carving a small bird is more difficult than a larger one.

     You must hold your tongue just so. Behind the scenes, while the turkey was resting, there was gravy to be made, potatoes to mash, etc.

     We were really more organized than we looked. And the meal was just fine. We have much to be thankful for.

Friday, November 18, 2016


     Time for an update, but first, how about a few shots from the archives? Certainly my recent shots would offer little or nothing of interest. Below are a few shots of the surf breaking against the rocks at Schoodic Point.

     Would you believe that those were taken at low tide? OK, now that I have your attention, it's back to the more prosaic update.
     The check for next summer at the Moorings has been mailed, and we are looking forward to another fun summer. I only hope my mobility issues don't stand in the way. After five years of near dormancy, my peripheral neuropathy became far more aggressive this year. Instead of just annoying my feet, it has moved all the way up to my thighs with tightness, weakness, and a dull ache. Compounding the problem is my arthritic right knee which will be replaced on 30 Nov. That goes along with my spinal fusion this past March and the right hip replacement last year. In just a few months I went from occasionally needing a cane to being totally dependent on my walker. 
     As you can imagine, the division of labor here has drastically shifted. I still do a lot of the cooking, although safely perched on a new kitchen stool. Standing unaided only lasts for a short time. Although I still could, I am not driving. Someone else, probably son, Mark, again will have to drive the bus to Maine and back. It appears likely that, instead of flying back from SC to NH next October, Mark could drive my '86 Corvette back. I'm not using it. There's no Beefeaters in the house as I have given up the evening martini. My less than dependable balance needs all the help it can get. I do have a couple of fingers of JD after supper, however, when the day's activities are done.
     I do spend a good deal of time in the recliner if it is not otherwise occupied.

          Mocha likes my chair, too, but she happily relinquishes it when I approach. It is nice to have a golden around the house again.

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

An Unfrightening Halloween

     As is my custom at Halloween, I one Adirondack chair while Durelle handed out Snickers bars from the other. We saw very few teenagers at our house or at the neighbors. Most of the Trick or Treaters were pre-school to elementary school. They ranged from this age...

     to this.

     Almost all of the pictures were candid, but there was one posed.

     It was a perfect evening for Halloween: low 70s and low (!) humidity. This is a shot looking north up Chimney Swift.

     I saved a couple of dozen out of fifty some shots. I'll include just a few of them here. If there is a theme here, it is that these are cuter than the usual critters I shoot in the back yard.

     You'll notice a gender gap among those that like to dress up and go door to door. Here's a couple from the minority.

     We saw no evidence of any pranks. Does that say that the current generation of youngsters is better behaved than ours? At least in this middle class neighborhood, I guess it does. I'l close with a couple more.

          All's well in Hanahan, SC.