Category: The Seasons

Our apples are fantastic this year!

Most days I go out and pick some apples off the tree. Sometimes I just cut it up and sharing bits with the dogs (they love apples!). I am enjoying the juiciest apples I have ever had. Today at lunch, I found two Cortland drops and brought them in, and peeled them, sliced them up and then adding some Splenda brown sugar,  and 1/2 teaspoon of butter, I put it all in a heavy pot and cooked it until the apples were soft. It was like pie filling with no crust.   Hubby and I got a big grocery shopping done, even though it was pouring rain all day. On our way back home we enjoyed the beautiful foliage! Finally, the leaves are turning.

When we got home, there was the Turkey Family pecking at the apples along our driveway. I never knew, but apparently Turkeys like apples! Who knew!

Tomorrow I am planning to cook a pork loin in the crock pot with apples. Besides wild turkeys, I am also really into apples!

Have a great weekend every one!!!

Tuesday provided a day filled with incredible weather. Incredible strange and incredibly bad! It all started off with another hot and humid day, like all the others we have had the past week.

By noontime, the clouds began to move in, and the winds whipped up and we had the first of three strong thunder storms.

To our south they had terrible wind, rain and hail. At the end of the day, after three storms like that, you breath a sigh of relief that you made it through, and that no one was hurt.

In fact, in the evening, as the sun finally set, we were gifted with a beautiful sunset, and one full rainbow and the beginning of another. Reminding us, that God does in fact, love us.

Oh what a beautiful day we had on Monday! 74 degrees and sunshine so bright, with not a cloud in the sky! Since it was so perfect, it was decided that Monday would be a great day to shop. Unfortunately, Hubby’s back is bothering him, so I gathered up my bags, coolers and lists and off I went.

I left here just before noon and didn’t get back until 4 PM. I unloaded all the groceries, put them away, sat for a few minutes before I started dinner.

Steak, mashed potatoes and zucchini and summer squash.

Oh crikey, after that I had to do the dishes, and finally at 7:30 I got to sit down. Yeah, now my back is sore! LOL!

I went out with the dackels, and they were so happy with the warm sunshine. Greta just basked in the sunshine! Then she came in, and with a smile on her face, fell asleep!

So yesterday, while kicking back a little and trying to kick off this cold, I sat gazing out my bedroom window. Despite the fact that the snow was still falling gently, I saw a certain sign that spring is here.

The birds are back.

Yes, the trees seemed to be teaming with the little birds, that vacation in the south. My Cardinals were there, as well as some robins, blue jays and these tiny birds, chickadee size that are a pretty blue.

I opened the window, and I could hear their chirps of welcome to the morning. Surely Spring is close by.

You can see them in the trees, and hear their beautiful voices. We may have mounds of snow on the ground, but we do have the sweet songs of Spring in the trees!

Winter seems to be dragging on, despite the fact that the calendar says it is spring.

Besides more snow, both Hubby and I have some sort of flu/cold. Hubby has been hard hit. He just wants to sleep, and his fever has been up there too. The coughing rattles his body and his sneezing scares even the dogs.

My fever spike again in the night. My cough returned with a vengeance, and I just plain feel like curling up with my blanket and a couple of dackels.

Although Hubby’s appetite came back a bit last night, mine is none existent. One would think this would be a great way for me to drop some weight, but as soon as my body stops accepting food, it shuts down and I actually gain weight! Yep, I could survive a nuclear holocaust, as I just don’t need food!

I have found this time particularly good for viewing movies on Amazon Prime, and HBO. One movie I watched was an ABC Movie of the Week, called “Maybe I’ll Come Home In the Spring”. It starred a very young Sally Field as a teenage runaway/hippie, who comes home after becoming unhappy in her “free” lifestyle.

Now I had seen it, way back when (age 12 or 13?), and I thought that the Hippie lifestyle was so wonderful. No rules, love, peace and harmony. But here I am at 56, and I realize what a total waste of time that lifestyle is.

The acting was ok. Nothing great. It was fun to see Sally Field as a teenager, but the over all writing, directing and story point just were so very weak. Unfortunately that is 90 minutes I can never get back! lol!

Today I plan a nice quiet day. About the only thing I will do is make meals and change sheets. Oh yes, and watch it snow….again!

It’s that time of the year. Time to “Spring Forward” one hour. It means we will lose one hour of sleep, but it also means we will gain more daylight! And actually, it also means we are one day closer to it being spring!

Yesterday I noticed the water pressure in our house was down. (We have a well.) I was a bit nervous, but since we still had water, I knew it wasn’t the pump, but rather suspected the tank in the basement.

I went down and while I talked to Hubby on the phone (he was at the doctor’s office in southern New Hampshire), we determined that one of the cell cocks outside was probably failing.

I went to go look at them all, and when I opened the door, Lili escaped!

She is not good at coming back to us, and she loves to run in the deep snow. I grabbed her leash, hiding it in my pocket, and went out to catch her.

She actually came much faster then I thought she would, and I snapped the leash to her collar. Then we started walking along the dog path to come in.

That’s when it happened. She pulled me hard, and I started to slip. I tried hard not to, but eventually this very strong puppy, pulled me down into the deep snow. I had snow up my nose, in my face and even under my glasses. My hands were covered in snow, and had even gone up my sleeves.

Once I could crawl down the slight incline and get to my feet, I was able to get her and myself into the house.

I took off my jacket and hat and hung them to dry. Then I came to the sink and washed my hands, and saw they were bruised.

This morning I feel like I got hit by a truck. My arms, legs and neck all hurt like heck. Fall down like that is not what I would call fun!

Please pass the Motrin!