Saturday, March 17, 2018

Nature's Curtains

Weeping snow climbing down from the roof to cover our bathroom window. How can you not look out? 

March Views

Today the end of the icicles event happened. The Mister took a hand hammer and after tapping lightly several times, they fell. Before he did this I took final photos. This is an annual March occurrence. 
 Last night the regional TV station published a photo that I submitted for consideration in their usual Friday night slide show. The video is entitled "Hope on the Horizon." Screen shots below. (not video)

And yes, James is awaiting spring without his scarf.
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Friday, March 16, 2018

Home Duty

Laundry today! UGH. Hate going out to the laundromat! Gotta git 'er dun, tho. Lemon bundt cake for treat.
Sometimes it takes me two days to put it all away! I've always said we are either too dirty or too clean and I DON'T KNOW WHICH. Another snow episode is forecast for next week with significant accumulation expected. Geez......... the laundry baskets will have significant accumulation too.  

Thursday, March 15, 2018

Thursday's View

...Through the windows! I'm just too afraid of falling to venture very far outside to take pictures, but at least the front porch and carport are pretty free of snow and ice - so far. Now the weathermen tell us that we might have MORE snow next week. Sure hope not! Here are today's shots. Boring boring boring!
At the very back side
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Wednesday, March 14, 2018

A Bit 'O Blarney?

From 1939 to 1955 I lived in a small two-block neighborhood just outside a medium sized North NJ town that over the years has grown considerably. I walked to a grade K-4 grammar school and then a school bus picked me up at the end of the block, along with many others to travel to a Junior High school (5th - 9th grade). The bus took us to high school for the last three years and sometimes we walked home or took a public service bus after lingering in town at the local soda fountain. The Catholic neighborhood kids went to different schools in another community.

Our neighborhood was one with many families of varied religions and backgrounds, but was mostly Irish Catholic, Polish and English. Our junior and high schools had Jews, Italians, and Colored kids. There was no racial nor religious tensions way back in my young life and we were congenial friends; just school kids doing what school kids did in those days. 

The reason I am telling you this is that I have always respected others and their nationalities, origins and life styles because I saw how they lived life, first hand by often spending time at other’s homes with their families. One Irish family in our block had 13 offspring of all ages. The oldest daughter was a nun and the oldest son was a priest. From there on down, there were twin girls my age. Their mother seemed to be always doing laundry, ironing, cooking, cleaning and yelling. There was no yelling in my home so it was interesting. They were very emotional and cried a lot. That, too was a very different thing to me. I learned a lot from this family because they were such good, honest and religious people in spite of being quite poor. I had a fear of their father when he came home from work because he started drinking and was loud and bossy.  

We neighborhood kids all collected newspapers to sell -  bottles and cans as well, went in our little red wagons awaiting cow bell sounds of the junk man's arrival in his horse and buggy to pay us pennies for our hard work. We traded comic books and playing cards (for the back pictures) and we played marbles and jump rope, street games, tag, and roller-skated on sidewalks and rode bikes. We built caves in the woodlands and played soldiers and enemies. Wintertime was sleigh riding, ice skating, snow ball fights and the building of great snow huts. 

When St. Patrick’s Day came around we ALL celebrated and became Irish. The Irish culture was fascinating and learned well by all of us, Irish ethnicity or not. I’m happy that Ireland’s  Patron Saint Patrick is still celebrated. When I saw photos of my Great Nieces and Great Nephews making Irish Potatoes in their Philadelphia kitchen, I just had to celebrate with them. So I did, what I do…I created a picture of fun. There are four children in this family, one older and one younger but the middle two caught my eye this time as they had the Irish sparkle in their eyes as they made the candy potatoes.
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Caleb, Molly, Roisin and Cianan

Tuesday, March 13, 2018


Last week my brother and my daughter each brought us a dozen of home-grown brown eggs. They are very special! I made some potato salad for lunch and then tried a new pickled egg recipe. I won't be able to tell you how the eggs turned out yet. They have to age in the refrigerator for at least a week. I usually make pickled beets and eggs so this is a drastic change.
 Do know that I slice my pre-cooked potatoes for the potato salad with my OLD ACME egg slicer? Made in USA! Of course I sliced the eggs with it as well. 
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RECIPE for  Classic Pickled Eggs follows....I remember these being in a large jar at a bar we used to patronize in the past but never ate one. No guarantees for goodness - yet!


12  eggs
3 cups white vinegar
1/4 cup white sugar
1 tablespoon salt
2 cloves garlic
1 bay leaf

Place eggs in a saucepan and cover with water. Bring to a boil, remove from heat, and let eggs stand in hot water for 15 minutes. Remove eggs from hot water, cool under cold running water, and peel.
*Bring vinegar, sugar, and salt to a boil in a saucepan until sugar is dissolved. Remove from heat.

Place eggs, garlic, and bay leaf in a 1-quart mason jar; top with vinegar mixture. Seal jar and refrigerate for at least 1 week. 
For a variation, add dry minced onion flakes, crushed red pepper or hot sauce to the brine."

*I added 1 cinnamon stick and 5 whole cloves.  Just because!

Monday, March 12, 2018

Spring Progress Report

We are expecting three to four more inches of snow to come through tonight but today is bright and beautiful, even though still cold. It was only 12° at eight this morning. The icicles are forming as they always do. Yesterday it was also a bright day and today the largest one by the driveway has reached the ground. Just peek at the daffodils poking up in the bed by the cabin.
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This is the view through the bathroom window at the back.