MOOD BOARD

 

I think the airstream in the wintry woods is where I'd rather be this Monday. The picture makes me wonder if my aunt and uncle liked living in one, in the winter, In Alaska when he was in the service? Which reminds me...a huge thank you for all the condolences on his passing from you all. It was a weekend to do nothing...following the holidays...a few chores done...did some cooking, otherwise I sat to admire the tree, ate the best I could, and enjoyed food, and watched movies. We need weekends like that.

And after two, two.... two-day work weeks...my current Monday face.

Happy Monday dear visitors!

USUAL SUSPECTS

It's been a while since we have seen some of the Usual Suspect out in the baren garden and grounds. I was able to finally get out yesterday, and a few times the last few weeks or so with the canon, while I collected many felled twig and branches, what with all the strong gales we've had lately. Not to mention the bird feeders are emptying quick this time of year. I have contemplated getting a heated bird bath, as many birds have a hard time finding a water source this time of year...but will not bite the bullet yet, not to mention I shut the outdoor water off in the winter. For now, I continue with my special mixture of bird seeds, dried fruit pieces and suet bricks. And a week had passed since any more carriage from the hawk. With the drab of winter, and no color at all. no life in the garden except for my rosemary for all things...it looks bleak. Thank heavens for the birds...they are adding the life currently...among others. So many too. They are others I couldn't get a snap of.

I love hearing the chipping of the Juncos.

I heard a new call this week I didn't recognize. Look everywhere till I finally spotted the suspect. Turns out it's a Yellow-Bellied Sap Sucker. Since then, I spotted a what might be a couple.

Meanwhile, speaking of perches...Sophie Lucille in one of her usual spots. I think she must adore the tree. She always lays on the end of the sofa next to the tree. I think she overheard me yesterday saying it will be coming down by week's end.

Thats right...breath it all in my child.....

IN THREE WORDS

In this feature, I'll share a weekly guest with you all, 

and you tell me in only three words what come to mind. 

Our first guest of the New Year.

In Three Words...

Herb Albert

And since we have the talent with us still at 90....why not enjoy a few of my favorites.

Time for a cock-a-tail me thinks.

THE MUMMERS ON NEW YEARS

Happy New Year everyone!

As suspected, the Mistress had a very enjoyable evening, an excellent dinner, a few stiff ones and was home by 1am. I arose around noon! Of course, the Pork and sauerkraut dinner will be just about ready to come out of the oven. The house smells so good.  Of course, you just know, the traditions continue here as I never miss the legendary Mummers Parade, a huge tradition in Philadelphia, and celebrating their 125 year!  It's the longest running folk parade in the country, one where you can see blue collar and loads of straight men in full regalia to rival any drag show. It's now also gotten voted the best parade in the US. I have always loved it, as Philadelphia, for a large city, has such a great sense of community...and everyone comes together to enjoy the day long... literally, festivities. The Mummers Parade is an elaborate, annual New Years Day tradition featuring mummers heavily costumed in feathers and sequins, in their categories... fancies, comics, wench brigades and string bands who dance and perform music with elaborate productions. It got its start in European folk customs dating back centuries, and the name Mummers derive their name from the Mummers' play preformed in Philadelphia in the 18th century as part of a wide variety of working-class street celebrations around Christmas. Many of the groups and bands have been in the parade for over 40 and 50 years, with generations of family members in the Mummers, of all ages too...5-6 year old... all the way up to people in their 70-80's. Heck, even President Geroge Washington carried on the official custom on New Years Day calls during the seven years he occupied President's House in Philadelphia. The first official parade was held January 1. 1901. Enjoy the current pictures from the parade and some vintage. Here's to another 125 years!!!

It's been a nice day all told. I was out to fill the bird feeders and saw this...

I have never seen a Robin in January. That must mean something?

Like I said. all told a lovely New Years Day. Excuse me now...the pork is calling.

A Happy New Years to you all!!!!