“Tradition is not the worship of ashes, but the preservation of fire.”

Today is another lovely fall day with lots of sun, a blue sky and an every now and then breeze. It is only 62˚ but the sunlight makes it feel warmer. I am housebound today. Yesterday I did something to my back so I am a question mark literally and figuratively this morning.

I have been ordering Christmas presents and stocking stuffers. One package, filled with neat and interesting socks, came in the other day. It was a buy four get a surprise free. Four was exactly what I needed. Now, here is where the Twilight Zone music should start. My surprise, the free pair of socks, had sloths all over them. How was that not destiny?

If I were to list favorite places, excluding Ghana, Portugal would be on it. That trip with my mother and father is the pinnacle. Second on the list, nudging Portugal, is the trip with my parents and my sister to Belgium and Holland and a weekend at the end in London. Morocco is also way up on the list as are places in South America. I think I should work on places I didn’t like. That list would be very small.

Tablecloths don’t seem popular any more. When I was a kid, my mother, on most holidays, always started decorating the table with a festive tablecloth, befitting the season of course. The Christmas one was beautiful with green and red, with holly bushes filled with berries. Harkening back to my mother, I have tablecloths I use on holidays and special occasion. They always make the table more festive. I have a small collection of tablecloths mostly from the fifties. They don’t fit my table, but that’s not why I bought them. I recognized the angels, the Santas and the snowmen. It was as if they had been drawn from my memories.

Henry goes to the vet’s tomorrow to have his wonky eye checked. I haven’t told him yet.

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6 Comments on ““Tradition is not the worship of ashes, but the preservation of fire.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hello Kat,

    Tablecloths, what’s that? Not only don’t we have any, but we don’t have a dining room table. Our new house has a dining room, but we removed the light fixture that was hanging in the middle of the room and replaced it with a ceiling fan. We’re not into formal or even informal entertaining and we converted it into an exercise room. A friend of mine and I were talking the other day about our houses and he mentioned that they only use their formal dining room once a year for Thanksgiving and their formal living room once a year at Christmas to display the tree. Sadly, most people only use those spaces infrequently but have to heat and air condition the space year round. Since the pandemic, I wonder how many formal living rooms or dining rooms have been converted into home office spaces? 🙂

    Yet another beautiful fall day with clear skies and a high predicted of 97°. Hurricane Delta, or what’s left of it passed to our east and our wind has shifted to the southwest which brings us air from the Mexican Senora desert, hot and dry.

    I was a teenager living in NYC, when our dog needed to go to the vet. My cousin and I walked him there and he was very excited to go on a walk in a different area of the neighborhood. As we approached the vet’s office the dog began to realize where he was going and began to pull back on his leash towards home. We had to drag him the last few feet into the vet’s office. Our dogs only figured out they were going to the vet when we got to the parking lot. I guess they can smell the fear from the other dogs who have gone before them.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      I don’t think I’d call my dining room formal. It and the kitchen are open to one another and neither is very big. Besides holidays, when I have friends to dinner, we always eat in the dining room. I wanted to have a dining room when I was looking for a house. When I went to Ghana, I brought back a tablecloth and enough Ghanaian cloth to have another sewn and also napkins as gifts. My closest friends also have dining rooms, and that’s where we eat.

      It is getting chillier as the sun heads down. It will be in the 40’s tonight.

      Henry hates the car, and he is much like your dog, sort of needing to be dragged into the office. I have to wait in the car. Poor Henry!!

      • Bob Says:

        Our dining room is fairly large and there’s a larger than normal doorway, without a door, separating it from the kitchen. Our formal living room space is taken up with a full size pool table. One of these days I will shoot some pool. It’s a better use of the space then just the front room parlor.

      • katry Says:

        My house is what is called a full cape. That means two front rooms each with two windows. My living room is not super spacious, but big enough.

  2. Christer. Says:

    Yes Portugal would definitely be up there, perhaps even on place one. Really nice country and really nice people! I do like France too, even the really impolite Parisians 🙂 🙂 🙂 French people outside Paris however are really nice. Denmark is also a great place to visit and we Swedes do it quite often.

    You’re right, one rarely see table cloths now days. I remember the big ones my grandmother had and even my mother had some even though she really doesn’t care much about traditions or table cloths for that matter 🙂 🙂 I must admit that I rarely use them either but I do think I might have a couple with christmas motives on them 🙂

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      Hi Christer,
      I enjoyed Denmark as well. Portugal is one of the few countries in Europe I’d go back again to visit, maybe Spain too. I’d like to see the orient as I haven’t ever been here.

      My mother aways used her tablecloths on holidays so I aways associate tablecloths with holidays or special events like birthdays. They add a nice touch. I put one on the table in the living room as a decoration. It is one of my oldest tablecloths. You could also use yours as decorations. They don’t have to be the table. You are creative, and I have ho doubt you’ find the right spot.

      Have a great day!!

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