“You never know when you’re making a memory.”

Today is another delight. The breeze is making the current 78˚ feel cooler than you’d expect. The sun was here earlier but has disappeared. I guess the clouds figured partly sunny, today’s weather report, means they get some sky time. I have to go out for a quick errand today. I’m also going to buy some mums. I have a pumpkin already on the steps but a mum is essential for fall decorating.

Nala has become a naturalist. She brings in small pine branches still with pine needles. She brings in pine cones of various sizes. Today it was a big one. Yesterday the pine cone was tiny. Anyway, she now tears apart the pine cones and rips the pine needles off the branch, always in the house. She doesn’t eat them. She does it for the fun of it. I vacuum. It is never fun for me.

This morning I got distracted and forgot to turn on the coffee. I put in the water, the filter and the fresh grounds then went and put some trash by the car for a soon to be scheduled dump run. That interruption was enough for me to forget the coffee. I sat down to read the papers and shortly thereafter wondered why the aroma of coffee was not wafting through the house. I went to the kitchen and turned on the coffee.

My grandmother, the one who couldn’t cook, had been born in 1898. The changes she saw in her lifetime must have been mind boggling. I have pictures of her when she was young, maybe early 20’s. In some of the pictures she is standing with her sisters and in other pictures with my future grandfather. I don’t know all that much about them. I did meet all of my grandmother’s sisters, her brothers and her mother, my great grandmother, when I was young. My grandmother was tall. My grandfather was not. She stooped. I remember her wearing day dresses, thick heeled shoes and stockings. She had a wire cart she pulled behind her to the First National three houses away at the end of her street. Those grandparents lived in the same town we did, but we didn’t see them much. My father did. He dropped by usually on a Saturday. I do remember dinner there one Thanksgiving night when I was young. They had a dining room filled with furniture, all of it heavy and dark. I remember one low hutch across one wall, doors to the yard on another and a cabinet on the third. Despite how little time we spent there, I can still see every room up and down, including the cellar, in my mind’s eye. As for my grandparents, I remember them less and less each year.

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7 Comments on ““You never know when you’re making a memory.””

  1. Christer. Says:

    The opposite here, chilly, rainy and windy. They’re guessing it’ll change by tomorrow and we’ll finally get some sunshine again and nicer temperatures.

    I now need to keep the cat indoors during nights even if he doesn’t want to 🙂 🙂 Alma and Albin get so upset if he scratch on the door in the middle of the night that they’ll wake me up just to open the door for him 🙂 🙂 I really need my sleep and am constantly tired because of that 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Is Nala’s new phase in lieu of shredding cardboard, paper and other things from the house?

    I have photographs of my maternal grandmother dressed in one of those long white summer dresses that young ladies wore pre WWI. She must have been in her teens. I remember her as an old woman (probably in her mid 60’s, lol) who wore flowered house dresses with big buttons down the front, and sensible 1950 old lady shoes. Black, laced, 2 inch cuban heels. She used to give us M&M’s, if we were good. If we did something naughty, she would point her left index finger at us and then run her right index finger along the top of the pointing finger while saying tsk, tsk, tsk. I can still remember her voice. I’m the only one of my siblings that remembers her at all. They moved to California when I was 6 and she died when I was about 11.

    The weather here is okay. Hot and a little sticky but there’s a breeze. The clouds are starting to fill in some of the blue sky but it’s still mostly sunny. I should probably take the bathroom rug in off the line in case it rains again. It’s been hanging out there all week so far and has been rained on a couple of times.

    Enjoy the day.

  3. im6 Says:

    Just for accuracy’s sake 🙂

    Guess you need to change search engines if DuckDuckGo (I believe that’s the actual name) gave you these results! 🙂 Dr. Hook/Rolling Stone was a hit in 1972. He finally made the cover in 1973.

  4. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today was gorgeous. When I left for work at eight in the morning it felt like autumn. The temperature was a little chilly at 59°. The high temperature only reached a pleasant 83° with low humidity. I’m enjoying sitting on my covered patio writing this reply.

    I remember both of my sets of grandparents vividly. They were born in Eastern Europe some time around 1885 and emigrated to the U.S. in the early part of the 1900s. My maternal grandmother was an excellent cook and baker. My paternal grandmother could cook, but not with same flavors nor did she bake anything. My maternal grandfather had a green thumb and his small backyard in Brooklyn was like the garden of eden. He grew fruit trees and rose bushes. He had a wall of shrubs that was ten feet tall and as thick as a solid wall separating his yard from the next door neighbors yard. He worked as a tailor until his passing. I remember that he could thread a sewing machine needle without using glasses. My paternal grandfather was retired when I was born and he spent his afternoons helping people who were ill or infirm in his synagogue congregation. He kept his helping errands secret and only the Rabbi knew who he helped. He didn’t want any accolades and we didn’t find out about his good deeds until his funeral. Both my grandfathers died in the late 1950s and my grandmothers lived much longer until the late 1960s.

    • katry Says:

      HI Bob,
      Sorry for the delay but WordPress did not notify me of comments I’ll have to check the settings later. Until then, I’ll check the blog itself

      I also remember both sets of grandparents and some great-grandparents on both sides. We all loved my mother’s parents, and all the siblings and their kids visited on Sundays. My father’s parents were not warm people, and we didn’t enjoy time with them. It always felt strained. I loved my great-grandmother who lived until her 90’s. We’d visit, and she used to give us a fifty cent piece. We earnestly tried not to take it, but my father always said go ahead. It made her happy. On my mother’s side, I remember her grandfather, my great grandfather, a really scary man to a six year old. He’d sit on his chair and swear and spit. We learned to dodge.

      None of my grandparents had yards big enough for gardens. The ones in the city had a concrete sidewalk in the front and a tiny patch in the back. The other grandparents had the tiniest backyard, too small for anything.

  5. Birgit Says:

    Today I tried to vote early at our district office but couldn’t, the computer program didn’t work. A few weeks ago I needed a new ID card but the computer program failed. Did you know that we’re the 2nd worst country in Europe when it comes to digitization, only followed by Albania? Anyway, national election on Sunday, I will vote.
    Global climate strike tomorrow. Maybe I’m a naturalist too but I’m too old to collect pine cones and branches. Then again each year I try to find the most beautiful chestnut to keep it in the pocket of my winter jacket. No vacuum needed.

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      I vote with a black marker. We don’t have voting machines. Computers going down are no problem. Everything is by hand. I live in a small town.

      It would drive me crazy not to have a quick, reliable internet. Sad, only Albania!

      We don’t have many adult chestnut trees left, but there are small ones replenishing the forest. I remember a giant chestnut tree right at the fence line at the end of my street., I used to collect the chestnuts.


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