Snowed in Again

I am snowed in again this morning.  I wouldn’t be snowed in if I were 10 or 15 years younger than I am.  However, I have learned to be careful about going out in weather conditions, snow and ice, which could result in a fall.  A fall could take away my independence, therefore, I stay home when the weather is bad.

In my younger days, this snow would not have stopped me.  Many times I’ve driven to school in snowfall deeper and more daunting than this one is.  Snow removal in our town is done very well and we seldom miss a day of school because of snow.  That’s no different today than it was when I was a teacher in our district.  What is different is me!  I’ve been retired for many years now and I have no pressing need to be out and about when we have heavy snowfall.

I will miss getting to the church service today, but in several weeks the weather will be better again and I will be back in my usual place in the pew.  I hope it’s next Sunday.

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This picture is not from today.  It is one of my photos from another year.

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Fruit Truck Stop

Frank Sabol brings his fruit truck to our community every other week, November through February.  He has the best fruit to offer!  I usually buy apples from him in November and sometimes I get back a second of third time.  Quite often, the weather isn’t very friendly on the days that he brings his fruit to our town.

He’s been parking his truck in the Route 6 Plaza and selling from that site, but recently the grocery store owner there has fussed about it, so that he is now selling from the parking lot of the Alliance Church, immediately west of the plaza.  I felt happy to see the change in location.

Today I braved my icy driveway and went to buy fruit from the fruit truck.  It was raining gently this morning.  The ice in the driveway is thick and has not yet melted.  I went early this morning, and no one else was around and Frank had time to talk to me.  I asked if he likes the new location better than the old.  He said liked the old location just fine, but the new one is okay, too.  He had talked to Pastor Moffett and he was glad to be able to sell from the church parking lot.

We talked for about 20 minutes, there in the parking lot.  He told me that his wife died 20 years ago, in a farm accident, and how at the time he felt so desolate that he didn’t want to live.  He struggled through that feeling for a year or maybe two and then learned that he had throat cancer, and that’s when he realized that he really didn’t want to die.

He started to go to the Alliance Church in Girard, and he loves being with the people there and the fellowship he enjoys with them.  He wasn’t a cook, but he’s begun helping in the kitchen when they prepare meals at the church.  He can follow directions and do what they tell him to do.  He has become their “taster.”  He really loves working with them.

I have been invited to Christmas dinner with Rene’s family in Fairview.  I had been wondering what I could take as a host/hostess gift, and then I realized that a fruit basket would be a good idea.  That’s why I forced myself to brave the icy driveway this morning.  Our roads are clear now but we still have ice in driveways and parking lots.  I had no trouble about driving there, and I was very careful in my driveway and got back indoors safely.  I am feeling happy as I recall our conversation, and being able to buy the fruit basket (instead of staying home), and about getting home safely again.  I’m especially glad for the conversation, for someone like-minded to talk to.  He is 20 some years younger than I, but our emotions following the death of our spouse have been the same.

Being able to have a good conversation with someone gives we a feeling of satisfaction.

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Ladybugs

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When I started to paint ladybug stones, I chose small flat stones.  After a while, I painted some larger stones in the ladybug motif.  Here you see three of my paintings having a ladybug conversation.

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More Snow

This seems to be a December to break some records as to how cold and snowy it has been.  I think we’ve received over three feet of snow in the last two weeks, but I’m thankful that it didn’t come down all at once.  We’ve had three significant snowfalls of just over a foot each.  I get the driveway plowed out and the car cleared of snow and within a couple of hours the car is covered with snow again and the driveway is filling up with snow.  Yesterday was the worst of the three storms and school was canceled for the day.  Corry seldom closes school because of snow.  We have had two delays to the start of school, and yesterday started out as a school delay again, but before long the news reached us that school was closed for the day.

This morning I’m remembering a year long ago when we lived at Millertown and the church was holding a week of special meetings.  It may have been in January, or February.  Every day there was more snow.  The visiting evangelist was not used to snow and every morning he expressed his astonishment at the amount of snow we were getting.

I think these last two weeks have been like that.  December seems too early for so much cold and snow.  Will we get a reprieve in January and February this winter season?  That’s a comforting thought to hold on to.

Meanwhile, I am thankful for warm winter clothing,–coats, boots, scarves, a crocheted hat that stays on my head and wind can’t blow it off.  We all need a way to stay warm.

For the sake of all of us in this grip of winter, and that includes humans and animals, I hope the next few days will give at least a bit of a break from the wind, snow and cold.

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Snowed In

Technically, I’m not really snowed in.  I can get outdoors and clean off the car and shovel a little path, clean off the porch steps, but the snow is coming down sort of like fog, the roads are snow covered, and I’m afraid to try to drive in this.  I was going to walk to the post office, –one block away, –but there isn’t much room for me to get off the road if a car would come.  Sidewalks are not cleared, and it’s still snowing.

We have more than two feet of snow and it’s still snowing.  I have given up the attempt to mail my letters.  I would love to have them in the mail and on their way, but I had to weigh the possibility of doing myself a bodily harm against getting the mail on its way. And I decided the mail would have to wait.

I’ll stay safely indoor again today.  It’s the smart, and practical thing to do.

 

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Dear Friends

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This is Iola and Rene.  No, they aren’t a couple.  They are both my friends.  Rene is 93 and lives in a personal care home, and Iola is a little bit older than Rene and lives in her own home.  We three went to Pine Valley Cemetery where Iola’s parents and grandparents are buried.  Rene is not quite as steady on his feet as Iola is and when we got out of the car, Iola linked her arm through his to give him more stability for walking on the uneven ground.

I really like this picture.  Although they don’t know each other well, this picture shows the ease of friendship, getting to know one other, taking care of one another, and staying active.

We need good friendship, for today and for our tomorrows.

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Buttons

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The Button Club, of which I am a member, went to the home of our Button Lady (member) in Frewsberg, NY.  Her home is filled with buttons!  She has thousands of buttons, beautifully displayed.  Buttons aren’t the only thing she collects. She also has oil paintings of barns in landscapes, which she has collected.  She loves dolls, too, and other things that take her fancy.  But buttons are her passion.  Visiting Mary in her home was like going through a button museum, but with no entry fee, –and cookies and iced tea, or coffee provided!  We had a fabulous time visiting Mary.

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Daily Needs

Once when returning to Corry from Lower Burrell, a trip of roughly 125 miles, I was checking the gas gauge just about every fifteen minutes.  I got to thinking. The car was running just fine, but here I was concerned about it. Why?  Because if I didn’t have enough gas, the car would stop running.

End of August 003Sometimes I’ve tried to run spiritually on one tank of gas.  If I fuel up on Sunday, is that enough for the wear and tear of the week?  How much spiritual mileage can I get from one tankful?  One tankful of gas could last indefinitely if I never used the car. But if I drive it regularly, I have to refuel regularly.

I am always using spiritual energy, even if I stay at home all week.  I have thoughts, emotions, conversation with others, household duties, responsibilities.  I put so much personal mileage on that I really need to be in touch with my source of supply for daily refill. If I let my tank run dry, there would be major breakdown along the way.  I would stop functioning as a Christ loving, Spirit-filled Christian.

Unlike the car which would refuse to move at all, I would go through motions and attempt to keep up the pace.  But the spiritual part of me would stop working. Eventually it would become evident that spiritually, my tank was dry.

Each day can be difficult. Don’t make it harder. Don’t let yourself run dry.  Get the daily refill.

 

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Cold in June

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I knew that it felt cold here this morning but I was surprised to discover that it was 47 degrees outdoors, –when I finally checked the temperature.  It’s been rainy for three days now.  I think our weather is in sympathy with the weather in Florida where it has been stormy with a lot of rain this week.

When I opened the door to the driveway, there was Enigma, looking longingly at me.  When I opened the door to the porch, to get my morning newspaper, there was Enigma, not only looking longingly at the house, but she acted on that longing.  Quickly she slipped past me and into the house and streaked upstairs to her place under the sewing machine.  I didn’t pursue her.  I knew I could easily get her when I thought she’d been indoors long enough.

A little later, there she was sitting on my chair at the table, her paws comfortably tucked underneath her.  I went about getting my breakfast and she was watching me.  I wasn’t talking to her, and she wasn’t talking to me, but suddenly, quietly, there was Koco, the Boxer, standing nose to nose with Enigma.  They were just getting acquainted.  Enigma isn’t afraid of Koco, and Koco isn’t aggressive with Enigma.  I like that they get along with each other so well.

After a short while, Enigma went to the kitchen door and I assumed that she wanted to go outside again.  I opened the door and she went into the entryway, and from there, outside again.  She didn’t feel she needed to stay indoors for long this morning.  I am getting used to have her come indoors for a short visit.  She’ll surely be indoors again this winter when the weather becomes uncomfortably cold for her.

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Invisible at Breakfast

I went to breakfast this morning with eight others.  While we were talking, and eating, I felt my necklace slithering down around my neck and heading to my lap. As it slowly slithered, I said, “Oh, no!  I think I’m losing my necklace.”  No one responded.  They kept on talking to each other.  No one looked at me.  I caught the tail of my slithering necklace, and was thankful that it happened in a place where I noticed it falling and I did not lose it.

This necklace was given to me by a dear neighbor, Florence.  She chose it for me when she was in the Dominican Republic.  It’s a simple, one strand, and closes with a clasp that screws together.  I like it especially because it’s a gift from Florence.

I put the necklace around my neck again and got the clasp together securely, and adjusted it so that the beads were in the front and the clasp was in the back, –and no one noticed that I was doing these things.  I’m often invisible.  I don’t mind.  Often I prefer to be invisible.  Sometimes I count on being invisible.  Being invisible has its benefits.

But when I most need to be invisible, that’s when everyone notices!  Odd, how that works!

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