Posted April 9, 2021 by katry
Categories: photo

“You’re off to great places, today is your day. your mountain is waiting, so… get on your way”

Posted April 9, 2021 by katry
Categories: Musings

Today is glorious. The morning is warm and we may reach 60˚. The sky hasn’t a cloud. It Is deep blue from end to end. Everything is still. I plan to go out today. It is a day not to be wasted.

When I was a kid, I relished a morning like today, a spring morning. I’d take my time walking to school not wanting to waste what little freedom a weekday gave. Recess was too long in winter but not long enough in spring. We huddled in winter. In spring we ran around the school yard in wild abandonment but only as wild as the one or two nuns watching us at recess would allow. I figured the nuns were there to prevent a schoolyard break-out.

I love the colors of spring when the garden is lit with yellow daffodils and purple crocus gather in the small circle garden out front where a tree used to be. The grape hyacinths are three different colors, all variations of purple. They are by the walkway so I get to watch them poke their heads out of the ground and grow tall. I am so excited when the tips of the bumpy buds appear. I get to watch them grow and flower.

When I was a kid, we once went on vacation to New Hampshire. I remember the ride up Mount Washington. I kept looking out the window. The side of the road seemed awfully close to the edge and the drop down the mountain. My father had to use first gear the whole drive up the road. When we got to the top, it was cold, see your breath cold. It was also foggy, and there was snow on the side of the building. I didn’t have a sweater or a jacket. It was summer everywhere else but Mount Washington.

When I was sixteen, we went to Niagara Falls, and I groused about the trip, about being stuck in the car and missing summer, but this vacation turned into my favorite of all vacations, and that doesn’t even count the falls. It was everything else. We stopped at the Eisenhower Lock on the St. Lawrence River to watch a ship go through. I was amazed. We stayed in a house on Lake Ontario for a night. The lake was across the street from the house. We walked over to the shore line and skipped a few rocks. It was a competition of sorts. I remember the water lapping the shore the same way it does at the ocean. I watched the water for a while then walked across the street and went to bed. The next morning we started home. I think that was our last family vacation.

Bicycles, Roller Skates and You: The Archies

Posted April 8, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Jack Of Speed: Steely Dan

Posted April 8, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Roller Derby Queen: Jim Croce

Posted April 8, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Brand New Key: Melanie

Posted April 8, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Posted April 8, 2021 by katry
Categories: photo

“Small birds throw seeds out of the feeder; large birds pick them up off the ground, but the squirrels try to muscle in.”

Posted April 8, 2021 by katry
Categories: Musings

Yesterday was a quiet day. I wasn’t very productive. I had to fill two of the bird feeders I just filled. The hungry birds are many. After I went back inside, I watched from the kitchen window for a while. Dining at the new mixed seed feeder were goldfinches, mostly males with their bright yellow plumage. A lone, drab female goldfinch was in and out quickly. Chickadees ate at the new sunflower seed feeder. They all still avoid the third feeder, the one where a spawn’s weight trips the feeder and the sides come down to cover the seed holes. I’m going to replace it.

This morning I caught a spawn at the new feeder. When I chased it away, I checked and found the new feeder chewed at one seed hole. I moved the feeder to a spot further away from the deck hoping the space will give the spawn some second thoughts. If not, I will.

The early morning was chilly and cloudy, but it is supposed to be warm today. I noticed the sun is beginning to make an appearance as it bobs in and out of the clouds. I see a bit blue.

When I was a kid, the house across the street, the one with the grape arbor, had a bird house the same colors as the house. It was on a pole in their backyard. I never saw any birds in it, but I did see a few birds stealing grapes. My grandparents had a similar feeder also on a pole. I never saw birds there either. I always wondered why those bird houses were avoided. They were up high enough, but I remember they were a bit ugly being blunt squares with layers of paint. I figured they may have offended the sensibilities of the birds.

I remember getting a new pair of roller skates one Christmas. I remember sitting on the curb while I put my new skates on. There was a procedure to follow when putting on skates. First was the slide. It was moved, slid to fit my foot then the screw had to be tightened so the slide wouldn’t move. My shoes were next. I put my shod feet on the skates fit to the grips and then took off the lanyard, really a rope, from around my neck. It held my roller skate key, the one made infamous by Melanie. I liked to skate. could even skate backwards which I thought was a great feat. Sometimes, when I was skating magnificently, Olympic quality, my skate came off at the grips. I’d let it hang by the strap while I walked to the curb to put the skate back on. I always felt a bit silly with a hanging skate.

I loved the way my feet felt when I roller skated. They seemed to become part of the skates. It was quite Zen.

Shape of My Heart: Sting

Posted April 6, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Games People Play: Joe South

Posted April 6, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video


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