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Oct
12
2014

Tired of Vermont Photos? Too bad :)

As I promised – here I am again with MORE Vermont tales.  To refresh your memories or if you are just popping in for the first time ~ my oldest and dearest girlfriend and I took a fantabulous vacay to Vermont last October.  We had the best time.  She’s a perfect traveling partner.  We WILL do it again.  And soon.

When I last left off  the Tales of Vermont 2013, we were headed to Robert Lee Frost’s home.  EEEK! We were so excited.  Her more than me I suspect because…well she’s more well read than I am.  Since she’s an English major/teacher and master of our native tongue, it stands to reason.  And since her daughter made a perfect score of 36 in English on the ACT and mine only made a 34 she gets top billing on this leg of our adventure.  These girls of ours are stories for other days.  But let’s just say no two mothers alive love their sons and daughters more than we do.  That is a fact.

Okay…so we see Mr. Frost’s grave and go BERSERK!

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We tend to do that fairly easily when we are away from home and don’t run the risk of people we know witnessing two middle aged women jumping up and down like we were 8 or something.

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So anywho, we map it and are still way too excited for words to do justice and off we go…

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Okay so we just thought we were excited. Then the house came into view.

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There were so many “oh my…oh my… oh my” s and eeeeeks that we were just plain old giddy by the time we parked and got out.  I mean can you tell from this one picture what a beautiful PERFECT day this was?  Perfect I tell you.  Bright blue October skies in Vermont.  There’s not much else that needs to be said.  But of course, I will.  Say much more.

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Apparently as fans of Robert Frost goes, we are in fairly good company.  The benefactors of this museum are pretty important people it would seem.

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We of course agreed immediately that we felt privileged as we stepped over the threshold and onto a sun porch that the man himself sat on many a day warming himself by this old potbelly stove.

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Oh Elinor what lovely taste you had.  If you don’t know much about Robert Frost’s life, I encourage you to read about him.  Through great suffering and I do mean GREAT suffering, he wrote some of the most acclaimed poetry.

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We were trying not to look like doofuses but when we saw this, in Mr. Frost’s own hand we could barely contain ourselves.  I think the only thing that might have made this more exciting would have been to be standing there with Catherine Vines Davis.  Mrs. Davis was one of our high school English teachers and a hoot.  One of the most eccentric people I have ever known.  And I am quite sure she would have had some dirt to share about Robert Frost.  She liked nothing more than to gossip about dead writers and poets!

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What a beautiful place the Frost family lived.  Yet, in all the beauty and peace this place should have brought him and his, there was much grief and loss and sorrow.  I believe most of the most gifted have the most struggles.  There is a very fine line between genius and madness.  I think Mr. Frost stood on that line many days of his life.  And if you read his bio, you won’t wonder why.  Nonetheless, he wrote and produced beautiful words for the world to read.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

~ Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)

As before, stay tuned.  Have a lovely Sunday everyone!

Sep
08
2013

Autumn here I come!

Every time I open Facebook or check on blogs I read regularly, I see that Autumn is beginning to show itself.  Well everywhere, it seems, but here.  We are still in the throws of Summer.  Horrible, hot, humid Summer.  I am not going to say I loathe Summer.  Without it would I appreciate Autumn? Or Winter.  I happen to love cold weather.  Well Louisiana cold weather.  I am not sure how I would handle real Winters.  But, frankly, I am willing to try.  I have all but given up on ever living anywhere but 899.

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Not that this isn’t a lovely little corner of the Earth.  There are so many people who would trade places with me.  Almost the end of a dirt road, 4 miles from town, three acres surrounded by pastures and cows and woods and a creek and ponds full of Canadian Geese that Winter here.  And now we have city water so we can keep all our lovely plants and garden watered when we are in the middle of a drought like we are now.

AND it is a wonderful place to gather family and friends.  Which is exactly what we did yesterday. It was great.  We got to see all our children plus Grandson Sam.  Jerry made the most amazing Chicken Marsala.  I LOVE LOVE LOVE curry and this was just the right amount of heat and spice.  Perfection.  I will get his recipe and share it later.  And I made two coconut cream pies.  One gluten FULL one gluten free :)

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Middle son and his wife didn’t stay and eat because they have a new addition to the family:

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Meet Zoe – isn’t she adorable??

They needed to get Zoe to her new home and get her settled and we have an incident from a few years back (we will never forget) with one of their doggies and one of our kitties.  Let’s just say stitches were involved and if the cat had wanted to kill the dog, it would/could have. Charlie (little maltipoo I think) had barked and chased and barked and chased all afternoon.  Mo was his target.  Mo was at least twice his size/weight and had never really been around a little barking dog before.

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Bear in mind Mo was our pirate kitty who lost an eye so his defenses were always up. And a real sweetheart.  Calm and docile.  But you know, you can only push so far, till you get pushed back. Well, son and DIL were getting ready to leave and I suppose Mo decided to send Charlie home with a message about the barking and chasing. He came from under a bush, seemingly from nowhere, rolled the doggie twice and the encounter lasted maybe 6-8 seconds.  Charlie started yelping and shaking and immediately his white fur was no longer white.  He was bleeding profusely.  We grabbed him up, ran to the bathroom with him, washed his cuts and immediately realized it was way past anything we could do for him.  So off to the doggie emergency room.  SOOOO, that whole story was to say son and DIL called when they got close and ask that we put Angus up for a few minutes so we could all meet little, bitty, sweet Zoe. She’s precious and makes me sorta kinda want a dog.  But just sorta.  I am a cat person.  I love my cats.

OH YEAH!  This post was about Autumn.  And me going to it instead of it coming to me.  October 1st I head to Vermont for 9 glorious days.  Cannot WAIT!  I am taking my bestest girlfriend from high school. A GIRLCATION, if you will.  Fun will be had! If you have read any of what I have ever written, likely you have run across a post or two about my love for all things Vermont and New England.

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So I am happy to be meeting Autumn in Vermont this year.  And New Hampshire.  And Massachusetts. And Connecticut – were we will visit Mystic AND get to spend a little time with another friend of mine.  It will be a trip to spawn many a post :)

Have a lovely Sunday.  Remember to rest a little today. Maybe a nap???

Love and Peace to you all.

Namaste!

Sep
01
2013

So…it’s Sunday

This day means lots of things to lots of people.  In certain parts of the world it is actually the beginning of the work week others it’s their day of rest.  But to spite what people around these parts would have you believe beginning this month a lot of focus is on football and preparation for hunting season. Autumn being just around the corner for some of the rest of us is exciting too.  By “some of us” I really meant some of you.  It is a while until it cools off here.  We are so excited because the weather is to be only in the low 90’s ONE day next week :)  But I am going to try and remedy my need for some cooler weather by making what has now become my annual trek to Vermont the first of October.  Now THAT I am excited about.  Here are a few pictures from my last trip.  I might have already posted them but really, can you see too many pictures of Vermont?

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Have a lovely LOVELY Sunday! Monday I am going to tell you all about Benjamin Jude. He read my posts about Hannah and Rachel then told me “Next time you can tell everyone how I am really your favorite.” LOL – love that boy! So yes, one day next week, probably tomorrow I am going to tell you ALL about my favorite Benjamin :)

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And if I can get myself together, NotQuiteJuneCleaver’s etsy shop will be up and running again soon. Just in time for some holiday shopping.  Hopefully that “if” isn’t too big :)

Love and Peace to you all!

Namaste!

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