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Meet Maria

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First of all, Rest in Peace, John McCain. There are tributes pouring in and they are more eloquent than anything I could write. I’ll just say that though I often disagreed with him, I never for one moment doubted his integrity, his bravery, his love of country over party. And he proved that again and again. He was a true statesman, the last Republican (seemingly) willing to stand up for what is right and to call out wrong. That he had to leave this world knowing what was happening to his Party and to the Presidency makes me very sad. That he fought for us, saved the ACA, spoke out against torture, hand-carried the Steele Dossier to the FBI, and spoke out against Putin and Trump makes me very proud indeed to have witnessed his legacy.

The phlox is blooming in the big garden bed. Such a glorious scent!

I received a package in the mail yesterday from Tina-Marie, a reader of this blog. She had written to me to say that she found an egg cup she wanted to send to me. And she did.

I am crazy  about this egg cup!

Meet Maria (the name is written on the base).

She is by Sevi, an Italian maker of all sorts of things including wooden egg cups. She’s most likely from the 1950s. There’s a whole series of them that have ski caps.

Sans cap, ready for the egg of your choice. She is simply adorable.

I have one other wooden figural egg cup, the one that Don and Scout gave me several years ago, but that one is from England.

Here she is in her new home!

Thank you so much, Tina-Marie! Such a lovely, lovely gift.

Note the handwritten (in pencil) “John File” on the edge of the cubby. This piece is so interesting!

I must admit that I am still procrastinating as to deductions. We have until Friday, which is what I told myself when I was feeling a bit wonky from allergies yesterday and just didn’t feel like adding up lots of figures.

It will get done. I guess, in true procrastinator style, I figure 5 more days isn’t ‘down to the wire.’ I will also have to remind Don every day for the next 5 days that he has to figure out his deductions as well.

We have two procrastinators in this family.

Happy Sunday.

 

 

Rust

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This old glider has been through a lot with us. Don found it for sale on the street in San Diego for $25 and he drove home with it in the back of his Blazer. It sat on our porch for 6 years, then it moved out east with us and sat on the ground in front of our rental cottage (we didn’t have a covered porch) and then it moved here. We’ve let it rust, partly because I’m too impatient to remove the rust and repaint, but mostly because we like the rust. We’ve had it for 22 or 23 years. It’s been a source of comfort for me many times. Sitting and rocking and pondering and healing – all of that has happened on this glider.

I cleaned out our office yesterday. Don has piles of bags full of stuff from ETM – opening night presents and notes and things from his dressing room. It was getting too hard to get to the window, so I sorted it all out and put it in one bag. I hung the hat he wore for so many performances on the wall, along with that picture I took of him taking his final bow. I had it enlarged on mounting board and gave it to him shortly after he moved home.

I cleaned off my desk which was full of stuff that was in the desk at the base of the stairs  that we moved to storage. It’s tax deduction time for us again (we always file an extension) and we have to get it done by the end of the week and I need a clean surface to tackle this job (which I absolutely hate doing.)

Here are the girls. The one on the left came from Australia this week. The one on the right is the one I purchased from a lady in Canada  The eyes on #2 are a bit wonky, but I sort of like them that way. The S in “Snow White” is partly missing. #1 has a clearer “Snow White” and the eye paint is intact. These were hand painted and I find the differences in their facial expressions fascinating. I like them both! They may be twins, but…let’s say their fraternal twins.

Both of them are residing in the cubby cabinet.

We’re having dinner with Rick, Doug, and one of our former students tonight. James was in the first class that Rick and I chose for the program in San Diego and remains one of my favorite people. I’m really looking forward to it.

I guess it’s time to gather up my receipts!

Happy Wednesday.

Relief

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Big thunderstorms rolled in late yesterday afternoon with lots of thunder and rain and downpours. This morning? It’s cooler. The humidity is low.

As Don and I sat on the front porch, we sighed with happiness. What a difference!

I mowed the front part of the property yesterday and managed to get it done before the rains came. Very satisfying! Because someone who reads this blog said I complain about mowing, let me be clear. I like mowing. I really  like it. I look forward to it. I’ve been pretty clear about that on the blog. I can see the results right away and that makes me happy. I’m grateful that I have the strength and the stamina to mow almost two acres of grass. I often insist on doing it all myself. In fact, I did that yesterday. It’s great exercise.

Mowing in high humidity? It’s hard. That’s a fact. But stating that fact doesn’t mean I’m complaining. It’s just an acknowledgment of something we all know to be true.

Moving on.

Look what I found on the ground this morning.

What????  It’s too early! It sure is beautiful, though.

A couple of you dear readers asked if I could take a photo of the cabinet that shows a wider, longer view so that you could understand where it is in the house. Of course!

Taken this cloudy morning. I was standing in front of the sideboard, with the front door to my left. The living room is to my right. If you walk forward toward the stairs, the den is on the left. And right next to the cabinet is the downstairs bathroom.

It’s such a relief to see that I don’t need to paint those cubbies. I see the egg cups and they’re very clear. I’m sure it’s because they’re so colorful against the darker wood. Not only would painting the cubbies be a pain in the tush, I was hesitant to mess with the rustic look of the dark wood contrasting with the white cabinet and doors, not to mention the little letters and names above the cubbies. I wanted to keep it as is and now I can.

We’re having brunch with Rick and Doug this morning and then Don is off to do his photography thing and I’m going to run an errand or two.

Happy Sunday.

 

 

 

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