Posted May 28, 2020 by katry
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“You catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.”

Posted May 28, 2020 by katry
Categories: Musings

What a beautiful day it is. The sun is hot, and the breeze, dare I say the wind, is keeping down the humidity moving in ahead of tomorrow’s rain. It is 76˚.

In a movie I watched lately, I heard the police officer say, “It’s your dime.” I am part of a generation which understands that allusion. My mother and my aunt used to call the family whiners sorrowful mysteries. My grandnephew Jack was the last to wear the mantle. I wonder how many of my family knows the source. It is part of the Catholic rosary.

My father had peculiarities. The dry cleaner is a cleanser. Some Saturday’s he went to Woburn, the next town over, to go the packie. My town was dry, no booze was sold, but conveniently, that packie was maybe 10 minutes away. He always said down cellar, not down the cellar, and so do we. The remote control was always the clicker. He never said wicked, that belongs to a younger generation.

Two incorrect grammatical constructs are common here. As a former English teacher, I wince when I hear them. The first is, “so don’t I!” as in I love vanilla ice cream. So don’t I. Then there’s the ever popular, “She don’t or he don’t”

My mother was the idiom queen. I think she got a degree from some obscure college which caters only to mothers. “Because I said so,” was supposed to stop us in our tracks. It didn’t. No, I wasn’t born in a barn, and I didn’t go blind sitting too close to the TV despite repeated warnings.

My father was threatening, “Don’t make me turn this car around.” He also employed the old, “Stop crying before I give you something to cry about,” but he never did turn the car around or make us stop crying.

The end of childhood doesn’t come easily. Santa and the Easter Bunny disappear. I missed Santa the most. I still got my basket compliments of my mother who was as renown for her Easter baskets as she was for her Christmas stockings, but I liked the idea of a rabbit.

I believe the exact end of childhood happened when I knew my mother was making it all up. All those warnings about beaches and eating, wet hair, wearing a hat and eatings carrot were concerns about our health. None of them were real. They were loving.

The Sage: Emerson Lake & Palmer

Posted May 26, 2020 by katry
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Superb Herbs: Maria Rossoto

Posted May 26, 2020 by katry
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Scarborough Fair: Celtic Woman

Posted May 26, 2020 by katry
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Lily,Rosemary, and the Jack of Hearts: Bob Dylan

Posted May 26, 2020 by katry
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Posted May 26, 2020 by katry
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“How could such sweet and wholesome hours be reckoned, but in herbs and flowers?”

Posted May 26, 2020 by katry
Categories: Musings

The sky is mostly cloudy. It’s warm, already 66˚. Last night I left my bedroom window open. I fell asleep to the sound of crickets and katydids.

I have no to do list today. Yesterday the only thing I did was dry mop the rooms on this floor. I do need to wash the kitchen floor so maybe I’ll do that today, but I’m not making a list.

Yesterday I watched movies. Some were really bad, but they helped pass the time. I’m beginning to run out of ways to entertain myself. Cleaning isn’t one of the options.

This is the week for me to buy my flowers. I need a few perennials for the front garden, but I mostly need herbs and flowers, many flowers, for the deck boxes. I also need potting soil. I love to flower shop. I show no restraint.

When I was a kid, we used to go to the drive-in just about every Saturday night. I wore my pajamas, most kids did. My father always brought plenty of movie food. I loved his popcorn. It always had plenty of butter. The first movie was always for kids, but I usually stayed awake through both movies.

Much later, when I was an adult, my friends and I went to the Dennis Drive-in. It was a small theater. It was surrounded on three sides by trees and woods. There were berms between each row. The car sort of climbed to the parking space. There were always mosquitos. We brought our own version of movie treats. We had champagne, crackers, cheese and usually chocolates. The drive-in movie is making a comeback. Wellfleet still has one. I’m thinking the drive-in may just be a good way to spend a warm summer evening with adult treats, of course, though Ill probably add popcorn.

Taps and Echo Taps: The United States Army Ceremonial Band

Posted May 25, 2020 by katry
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Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier: Mark O’Connor and James Taylor

Posted May 25, 2020 by katry
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