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“If the only prayer you said was thank you, that would be enough.”

March 29, 2013

The day is lovely, sunny and fairly warm. I stood outside a long while this morning checking out the lower forty: okay, a bit of an exaggeration there. It was the side yard where the day lilies grow. I noticed their shoots are all above the ground. In the front garden the most beautiful cluster of yellow flowers is blooming. It deserves a picture so I’ll go back out later. All of the crocus are up: purple, yellow, white and a few variegated. I’m thinking they are the best harbingers of spring.

My feeders are empty again, good thing I bought more seed yesterday when I did my errands. Gracie and I did four of them including the dump and Agway, her two favorite spots. I also stopped at Hot Diggity Dog and bought Gracie some pastries for Easter then went next store to Buckies Biscotti and treated myself to lunch and a cupcake. It was altogether a most satisfying day.

We always had Good Friday off from school though the nuns expected us, the older kids, to pick an hour to do vigil between noon and three. The vigil was in the downstairs church, never in the big church upstairs. I remember how dark and quiet the church was. All the statues were covered in purple cloth. The only sounds were the creaking of the pews as people came and went or just tried to make themselves more comfortable on the wooden pews. I remember wearing play clothes to do vigil, even pants. It wasn’t like a Sunday when you had to wear a dress. There was always a nun sitting in the back checking us in and out. We only had to stay an hour, but it seemed far longer just sitting there quietly and supposedly praying. I sneaked in a book a couple of times and got caught once. The nun just held out her hand, and I gave it to her. I must have look too suspiciously pious with my head bent in constant prayer. She gave me back the book when I left.

Some years, when I was teaching, Good Friday was just before April vacation week so I got to leave early, on Thursday night, for Europe. I usually went every April. One year my sister and I went to London. She had never been there, and I had been there several times so I let her pick what she wanted to do, and we did everything on her list and more. I remember waking up on Easter morning and finding the Easter Bunny had left fudge eggs and cards, both compliments of our parents who had sneaked them to each of us to give to the other. That Easter Sunday we went to Windsor Castle, and there were huge crowds wandering around and a band was playing. I remember it was really windy and cold. That’s my strongest memory of that Easter Sunday.

“Strange to see how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody.”

June 3, 2012

Yesterday it rained. Last night it poured and left today cloudy and damp. The weatherman says it will get sunny, but I am skeptical. Right now I’m watching and have been watching the flotilla down the Thames. It is is the largest flotilla since 1662 and the reign of King Charles II and is spectacular! The Royal Barge looks gorgeous with its gold front and red on the rest of the barge, flags waving all along the front and sides, green fir garlands filled with red flowers draped along the sides and flowers in the middle just back of where the Queen is standing. The Havengore with Prince Andrew just floated by the BBC camera. It is cold and rainy in London, much like the weather here. The Queen has been plucky  standing the whole time giving the Queenly wave.

My friends arrived yesterday and I took them on some of my favorite rides, ones Maggie and I used to take. We went all the way down to Chatham light then back partly on Route 28 and partly on back roads. Last night we had dinner at the Brewster Fish House, and it was fantastic. Both John and Michelle loved the small restaurant and their dinners. This morning we went to my usual spot for breakfast, and it reminded them of their Saturday breakfast spot. They’ll be back later to help with preparing dinner. Birgit asked for the curry recipe so I posted it in comments under yesterday’s blog if you’d like it.

I used to invite friends over for dinner more often than I do now. Usually I’d cook something I’d never made before or a favorite like the curry. It is always fun making and trying new dishes, and I’ve been lucky that most have been a success. All but one of my friends are willing dinner companions who will try everything. They may not like everything, but they dismiss nothing without a taste. I appreciate their daring especially after I’ve cooked all day.

Sorry to cut this short today, but I’m going to watch the pageantry for a bit then I have to make the appetizers and start dinner. Have a wonderful Sunday!

Floral Street: Lionel Morton

February 26, 2012

Floral Street is a street located in the Covent Garden area of London. It runs east from Garrick Street to Bow Street.