Ludee's Loft

A Little Bit of Christmas

2011-12-27T19:39:00.000-06:00

We celebrated Christmas Eve at our house with Murphy and Meredith and her family. After lots of food goodies we settled down to unwrap gifts. Uncle Murphy won the award for the best presents this year. He gave Adrian a V-tech toy that looks a lot like a smart phone and does all kinds of interesting things - really cool. And he gave Andrew a neat book that also has these buttons on the side that make noises to correspond to the stories within. Also cool. And in minutes, toys had changed hands and Andrew was making off with Adrian's new V-tech! After a quick lesson in sharing, Adrian took control of his impulses and allowed Andrew time to play with his toy. What a good brother!

He is more concerned with all the neat sounds coming out of the toy than actually trying to make it work. That's going to take the efforts of a four year old!

Andrew's book has just enough interest to give Adrian the impetus to be a sharing older brother. He has another similar one at home. And of course, by Sunday, the newness had worn off just enough that both boys were content to take turns with each toy.

Savannah was genuinely happy that she had no one with whom to share her new toy. By bedtime the squeaky had been dismantled! She was very happy that Santa remembered her this year.

A Merry Westie Christmas!

2011-12-27T10:44:00.001-06:00

From all appearances, this Westie looks like she's sleeping off a wild and wacky Christmas morning! The truth is, she's just resigned herself to letting her Mama take her picture with a crazy Santa hat!

Such love... Such dedication!

Merry Christmas, everyone! Merry Christmas, Savannah.

Christmas Eve on the Wild Side

2011-12-25T17:21:00.000-06:00

Despite a veiled forecast of snow for Christmas in San Antonio, Saturday morning brought about only cold rain that lasted pretty much the whole day. Feeling in a Christmas mood, and just a little sad for the critters in the backyard who weren't having a Christmas meal, I set up an umbrella on the garden cart by the pool and put some wild bird seed in a large pottery dish for the birds. What happened after that can only be described as "A Walk on the Wild Side."

The cast of characters:

Momma Red Bird, who bravely entered the shelter for food.

Cowardly Poppa Red Bird, who let Momma check out the "trap."

The Stealthy Squirrel, undaunted by the presence of Momma Bird, but determined to remove said squatter from the premises.

In a matter of minutes the drama began, as Momma ate her fill and Poppa watched from afar, Brave (and Rascally) little Squirrel began making his move. From the top of the bench he quickly ran down to the pool pavement ....

and frightened away both Momma and Poppa Red Bird.

With determination in each step, Squirrel makes his way toward a cache of coveted birdseed.

Success! I guess he figured if the trap didn't swallow Momma Bird, all would be safe for him to come and partake of his own Christmas dinner.

And because it was cold and rainy, Savannah was content - well maybe not content, but certainly intent on watching the show from her warm and dry perch atop the sofa in the TV room. Ah, winter!

First Blast of Winter

2011-12-07T09:57:00.000-06:00

Our forecast on the news last night was for "below freezing" temps so we diligently covered the lemon tree and brought in the cactus bush. All the pipes have been wrapped and the pool pump was turned on for the night. So it was no surprise this morning to find ice in the bird bath! Poor birdies! I think the official temperature was 27 degrees, but as of 10:00 this morning it is already above freezing.

One member of our family was not too happy about the cold! Savannah, who usually shoots out the door like a rock in a slingshot, actually waited for me to put her warm fleece jacket on before venturing outside. She checked the squirrel feeder before "taking care of business" and heading right back inside. I hear about Westies who love rolling in the snow and getting "snow cone noses" and I wonder what would happen if Savannah ever stepped out into some snow!

Sweet Savannah

2011-11-25T20:51:00.000-06:00

Savannah is finally settling down enough that she will sit quietly and watch me sew or snooze beside me in her chair now. This is a huge step in her development, and I think I owe it in part to my little grandsons! Every time they come over Savannah is right there to greet them and ready to play ball. They can have her running for half an hour and, when they leave, she is more than ready to sit in her chair and rest while I work on my quilt! It's the best of both worlds!

I have to admit that she is not totally domesticated though. Tonight I let her out after dark for a brief moment and it took her that long to chase a possum across the fence and up a tree! She still has her preferences and "outside" is at the top of the list. "Sitting in a chair" comes in way down at the bottom! But we're making progress. And when she's in the mood she can be the most affectionate little dog ever. Independent, yes! But still very loving. My Sweet Savannah.

What I Have Learned from My Quilts

2011-11-16T10:49:00.000-06:00

I have just returned from Kingsland where I picked up my latest quilts from the quilter. These two were quilted for a purpose. One of them is to go to Meredith's inlaws in Romania and the other will travel all the way to Afghanistan for my great-nephew who is serving there in the Army.

This one is for the Mozas. I bought the material in a pack of precuts called a "Layer Cake." There were forty ten-inch squares of at least 20 different patterns, all brightly colored florals. When I saw the package, I knew I had to make something with it for the Mozas in Romania. One of my favorite impressions of that country and its people is the abundance of flowers. Just a quick walk through one of the markets will overwhelm you with bundles and bundles of flowers! A lovely pasttime we noticed is the gesture of bringing flowers as a greeting.

As I began to envision a flower-themed quilt, I picked a pattern that looked as though I were viewing flowers through a window. Adding the black frame around each square completed the picture for me. I hope that Cristi's mother will have the same sensation as she lingers under the warmth of her quilt.

This quilt began to develop in my mind before we went to Russia. My niece's older son, Nathaniel, was just deployed to Afghanistan and, having some involvement with Soldier's Angels, I wanted to find some way to deliver a reminder that we're thinking of him and praying for his safety. This pattern came about by combining elements of other quilt tutorials and several hours of combing through fabric on Ebay and other websites. I put in my order, then left for Russia. When I picked up my held mail at the Post Office there were several packages of fabric waiting for me! I had a great time mixing and matching colors to make the stars.

Now it's up to the postal service to get both of these quilts to their respective destinations. God speed!

Now that I have finished these two and the table runners from my Russian inspiration, I have been thinking about why quilting is such a satisfying hobby. Let me back up to say that the previous three quilts were made solely because I had some new precuts and some new tutorial websites that challenged me to accomplish a project. In my opinion, it was a very sterile reason to make a quilt. In fact, those three quilts are just stacked on a chair in my room. They are not making anyone happy or warm. They have no real purpose.

From the very first quilt I made five years ago, every single one was made for a purpose, or more pointedly, for a person. Quilts, I have learned, are a very personal thing. My quilts have been given to my children and grandchildren, to babies of close friends and family, and to family members. A quilt needs color and design that will perfectly fit the recipient. And now, with three exceptions, all my quilts were made that way. Unless I have a specific person in mind, I don't think I'll invest myself in just "quilting." It's a lesson well learned.

My Russian Inspiration

2011-11-11T20:00:00.000-06:00

Before we left for Russia in September, I determined that I would look for an "inspiration" for a quilt that would remind me of the trip. It didn't take long - three days only - for that inspiration to stand directly in front of me. One of our evenings in Moscow was spent on an optional concert by a group called the Zlatoust Singers. It consists of an ensemble of ten remarkable singers who perform all their songs a capella. We met in a small art museum/concert hall where the acoustics were superb.

For the second half of the program the five women came out dressed in traditional Russian costume and I sat mesmerized at the stunning beauty of their dress. Quite suddenly I realized that this was my inspiration and I didn't have my camera with me. So I quickly beckoned Pat to take some pictures for me, particularly of their gorgeous dresses. He was so busy getting video recordings that he only managed to snap two photos, but it was just enough to bolster my memory.

Three of the singers in traditional dress.

Once at home, I began to mull over my quilt options and look through myriad fabric choices. Meanwhile I received some material in the mail that I had ordered to make a quilt for my nephew in Afghanistan. That became my focus for a couple weeks, and then I began to put together a quilt for Meredith's in laws in Romania. As soon as those two projects were taken to Kingsland for finishing, I was free (project-wise) to order material for my Russian quilt.

Then, Lois called with a date for our post-Russia party and I decided to turn my quilt into a table runner that could be used at the party. An online fabric order plus a quick trip to Joann's put me on the right track. Then I remembered a tutorial I had seen to make a "Quilt as You Go" runner. Being the indecisive person that I am, I couldn't decide which of two fabric colors I wanted to use, so I bought both and ended up making two runners.

This one has a black background and a black and pink floral as the primary panel. The dresses the Zlatoust singers wore had lots of colorful horizontal strips, and I found these bright strips online. I have enough for not just two runners, but another quilt project in my future.

This one has a navy backing and navy floral as its primary strip. I love the "folksy" look of this one, which may be more reflective of the Karelian dancers we saw in Petrozavodsk. And the little doll is from the gift shop on the ship. I passed by the showcase with these dolls multiple times a day, finally giving in to my longing for one. So these will be lovely reminders of our trip to Russia.

Savannah's Overdue Progress Report

2011-11-05T16:36:00.000-05:00

Savannah in pursuit of a squirrel in this tree.

I picked this photo because it speaks so much of Savannah's personality and illustrates what will be in this progress report. Let's just say this is a long overdue six month report. It's over due because 1), I was in Russia on her six month anniversary and, 2) I've been posting and blogging about our trip for the past month. So let the evaluation begin!

Savannah has remained very healthy. Let me explain. It seems that the memories of (as well as expectations) the last dog carry over to the new one for a period of time. For instance, Maggie was deaf and blind when she passed and, consequently, I was surprised by Treasure's ability to hear and see. And Treasure was ill with bladder cancer and troubled with incontinence, so I have been surprised by Savannah's energy and twelve-hour bladder! Just having a healthy dog who requires only flea and heart worm medication is a huge change for me.

She is still extremely active and inquisitive. For weeks she was very demanding, requiring us to go for a walk at least twice a day. Gradually, though, she has found more and more interest in the back yard and, with the diminishing curiosity for the Polaris, can be trusted to stay outside for longer periods by herself. She gets engaged (or obsessed) by something in the yard and focuses on that for weeks. Then she moves to something else and entertains herself anew. It could be squirrels, lizards or, her newest obsession, possums. So now we walk only once a day except on Sundays. And she is doing really well on her leash.

As we have bonded with each other over the months, Savannah has learned how to compromise. I do spend a lot of my time upstairs at my sewing machine or computer and for a long time she would show her displeasure by verbally bantering with me until I would take her outside. In just the last few days she has discovered she can sit or sleep in a chair beside my workspace and is quite content to just be close.

Sleepy eyes are making ready for a nap.

Her two favorite things (apart from stalking squirrels, lizards and possums) are to play with her grandboys and go to Bible study. Andrew (and sometimes Adrian) loves to play ball with her. And she is vigilant whenever he is eating a cookie, just in case a crumb falls to the floor. Bible study, though, is the best of all her worlds. She gets lots of love and attention from the ladies and, if Jefferson is there, she gets a little doggie time in. But what she really loves is the open door to the small backyard. Sometimes she'll sit inside the door, looking and waiting for something to appear. Usually, though, she's outside exploring. And on rare occasions, she'll come inside and find a comfy spot by one of the ladies and have a good snooze.

I took her to the Doggie Spa this morning for a bath and there were two older Westie boys ahead of her. This time she just sat on the bench beside me, quietly waiting her turn. No barking, no shaking, no hesitation when the attendant picked her up. Now, that's improvement!

St. Petersburg, Part 2

2011-11-03T15:09:00.001-05:00

"Today the Winter Palace, together with four more buildings arranged side by side along the river embankment, houses the extensive collections of the Hermitage. The Hermitage Museum is the largest art gallery in Russia and is among the largest and most respected art museums in the world." Thus begins a description of the Hermitage. Originally built for Peter the Great's daughter, Elizabeth, she did not live to see it completed. Catherine the Great was the first in a line of successors to enjoy the Palace. Catherine's purchase of 255 paintings from Berlin started what would become the most extensive collection of art in the world.

The sumptuous grand entrance.

The first of many ballrooms.

One of the art galleries.

The Throne Room.

Beautiful and mysterious stairway.

Mosaic circular floor.

Perfect perspective in the hallway connecting buildings.

Another beautiful art gallery. For the most part, pictures were either restricted or not allowed in the galleries. After three hours we were exhausted but thoroughly pleased and impressed with this Palace-turned-museum. Of all my travels over the last decade, I believe that the Hermitage has captured my heart and soul. Fortunately, Graham and I take a break from tomorrow's activities to digest what we've seen and prepare for our return. On Thursday we visit Catherine's Palace.

This is a statue of the poet, Alexander Pushkin. This town, a suburb of St. Petersburg, is named after him. And Catherine Palace and Park are located here. Whereas the Hermitage was the Winter Palace of the royal families, Catherine Palace in Pushkin was known as the Summer Palace. It seems that no expense was spared in decorating this lavish estate as is evidenced by the gold appointments both inside and out.

The golden gates to the Palace.

The Palace measures nearly 1 kilometer in circumference.

I was attracted to this pottery display, as it closely resembles the Mason stoneware my grandmother handed down to me.

The Great Hall, also known as the Hall of Light, measures nearly 1,000 square meters, and occupies the full width of the palace so that there are superb views on either side.

The Blue Drawing Room, my favorite, was designed by architect, Charles Cameron.

The sun catches the gold tops of the church as we prepare to leave Catherine's Summer Palace.

Our tour came to an end on this final Thursday. We had been briefed and had packed our bags with all our Russian treasures and settled into our cabins after our last meal on the ship. some of us had the Ragout of Lamb. I thoroughly enjoyed one last salmon dish, this one with farfalle and white wine cream sauce. We retired early, only to be awaken at 1:30 a.m. for a very early breakfast and a ride to the airport for a 6 a.m. flight home.

A bit out of order is this photo of the Zlatoust Singers that we heard in concert in Moscow. I had opted to leave my camera on the ship and, at the last minute, persuaded Pat to take some pictures for me of the women in their costumes. Suddenly, as the ladies were singing, an inspiration for a quilt popped into my head and I needed this reminder after our return home. Needless to say, this was one of my favorite evenings. These women, along with four very talented men, gave us a wonderful concert of both sacred and traditional Russian music.

Our memories are varied and many. Russia is a country of contrasts. The loveliest memory I will treasure is not a building, a cathedral or palace, but a people. Without exception, every person we met or interacted with was friendly, helpful, grateful, talented, gracious... My heart is full.

St. Petersburg, Part 1

2011-11-03T13:00:00.006-05:00

We woke up Monday morning, looked out our window, and saw a beautiful expansion bridge that will soon become my signal that we are minutes away from our ship. Most of the time that bridge will be packed with cars and trucks and the traffic will move slowly. For now, though, we are anticipating our departure for the City Tour and the visit to Peterhof. Oh yes, it is cold and rainy today. Urg.

Our first stop on the city tour was at the Smolny Cathedral and convent. The buildings are no longer utilized as a school and nunnery; now there is a museum and an actively used concert hall.

Our next stop is at the magnificent Church of the Resurrection of Jesus Christ, also known as Savior on the Spilled Blood. It is just gorgeous and we were so disappointed that we did not get to go inside. The story behind the common name is that a chapel was built on the spot where Emperor Alexander II was assassinated in 1881 and the church was later built around the chapel.

After we got back on our bus and started away from the church, we saw the cutest little Westie dog walking in the adjacent park, wearing a nice, warm jacket. Barring yelling "fire on the bus!" I was unable to get a picture, for which I was grieved the rest of the day.

Our final stop of the morning was for an extensive visit inside St. Isaac's Cathedral.

"The cathedral's facades are decorated with sculptures and massive granite columns (made of single pieces of red granite), while the interior is adorned with incredibly detailed mosaic icons, paintings and columns made of malachite and lapis lazuli. A large, brightly colored stained glass window of the "Resurrected Christ" takes pride of place inside the main altar. The church, designed to accommodate 14,000 standing worshipers, was closed in the early 1930s and reopened as a museum. Today, church services are held here only on major ecclesiastical occasions."

This gives you an idea of how massive the interior of the church is.

A view up into the top of the dome reveals the white dove, a symbol of the Holy Spirit.

After lunch in a restaurant downtown we took a short drive out to Peterhof, Peter the Great's vision for a palace in the suburbs. His desire was to emulate Versailles in its grandeur and his granddaughter, Empress Elizabeth, ordered the construction of the massive array of fountains.

An extension of the Grand Palace.

Popular fountains in the middle of a lake.

The Grand Cascade fronts the Grand Palace. There are forty-one steps on either side of the fountains.

Here is the statue of Samson wrestling the jaws of a lion.

These innocent looking fountains lure the unsuspecting guest into a sudden spray of water from the side benches. At this point in our tour we were all soaked to the bone and feeling the cold.

Back on the ship, for dinner we had the most delicious cabbage rolls called Golubci and a delightful Lemon Tart for dessert.

Early Tuesday morning we left the ship for a tour through Peter and Paul's fortress and an afternoon in the Hermitage.

Inside the Fortress stands the Cathedral of St. Peter and St. Paul.

The art inside the cathedral is undergoing meticulous restoration.

"One major attraction is the graves of most of the Romanov rulers of Russia from Peter the Great onward. Peter's grave is at the front right, and people still leave fresh flowers on it. Also here are both Catherines, Elizabeth, all three Alexanders, Paul, Peter III, Anne - and now both Nicholases as well, as the remains of Nicholas II and his family were re-interred in the small Chapel of St. Catherine on July 17, 1998."

A word we became familiar with as we toured St. Petersburg's beautiful churches is "iconostasis." The Orthodox church is dominantly decorated with icons, most of which were handcrafted and very beautiful. Usually the worship areas were crowded with icons - think massive in size.

After a light lunch in a restaurant downtown it was finally time to enter the Hermitage.

The Hermitage consists of five buildings. This yellow one is where we will enter for our tour. Please wait for the next post to continue on this tour!

Petrozavodsk and Svirstroy

2011-10-28T10:27:00.003-05:00

We docked in Petrozavodsk early on Saturday morning and set out for a city tour after breakfast. Founded in 1703 for Peter the Great, Petrovskaya Sloboda (as it was called) maintained an iron foundry for manufacturing cannons and anchors. During WWII it was occupied by the Finnish troops until freed by the Soviet forces in 1944. Today Petrozavodsk is the capital of the Republic of Karelia with a population of about 266,000 people.

This is a giant statue of Joseph Stalin overlooking a park

with an eternal flame honoring the war dead.

We visited one of many city markets where locals could

buy anything from fresh fish to tennis shoes.

The food stalls were accessed by speaking to the proprietor through this little window.

Transactions were made and purchases delivered here.

The Alexandro Nevsky Cathedral was constructed in 1825-32 to meet the spiritual needs of the foundry workers. The work was funded through donations from the workers themselves. In 1901 the original church was replaced by the current stone temple. It was closed down by the Soviets in 1929 and used as a museum until 1993. It is now the main place of Orthodox worship in the Republic of Karelia. The old legend says that if there is a functioning temple named after great righteous prince Alexander Nevsky in a town, then enemy would never trespass it.

We returned to the ship for lunch and a leisure afternoon, then went to the Karelian Folk Show. We enjoyed an hour of singing, dancing, and traditional Russian musical instrumental music. The young people are students at the State University in Petrozavodsk. Their music ranges from the ancient epic songs accompanied by Finnish harps to a capella Russian village songs, from old shepherd melodies on wooden flutes and trumpet to Finnish dances on accordions, and from scythe accompaniment to church bells.

In keeping with our "market" experience, our dinner on this evening was a selection of very traditional Russian food from a Market Buffet. After dinner we were treated to some humorous presentations of Russian Fairy Tales.

On Sunday we spend a quiet morning on ship as we make our way out of Lake Onega and into the Svir River. Once again the landscapes on the river are beautiful and picturesque.

We notice that most of the buildings along the river are bright and colorful, dispelling the notion that Russia is a drab and colorless country. It makes my heart happy.

The Matryoshka doll competition begins this morning and all the hand painted dolls are displayed at the Hospitality Desk. Passengers are encouraged to vote for their favorite and the winner will be announced tonight at the talent show.

At long last we arrive in Svirstroy and go immediately to a local home for Tea and Pirozhki. We divide into groups of ten and have a lively discussion with our hostess, exploring her way of life and sharing ours.

Following our home visit, it's back to the ship, but not before some quality time in the shops! We saw fur hats and coats, nesting dolls and shawls, children's toys and shoes, birch bark boxes and amber jewelry. You name it, someone had a stall with it! And we had the better part of an hour to enjoy it.

Tonight was the Captain's Farewell Dinner as we will dock tomorrow morning in St. Petersburg and end the sailing portion of our trip. What appears to be the traditional "Farewell" dessert is the parade of Baked Alaska! The chef and servers carried these beautiful flaming desserts throughout the dining room and then served ample slices at our table. It was a memorable ending to a delightful week of cruising. As we fall asleep tonight, our ship will take us to St. Petersburg and we'll awaken to this exciting city and all that it has to offer.

Kizhi Island, a Gem in Lake Onega

2011-10-26T10:21:00.000-05:00

Friday marks the mid point of our river cruise and a highlight of the Grand Circle Russian line. At this juncture of Lake Onega, the two Russian ships, the Tikhi Don and the Rossia, cross paths. And when that happens there is much cheering, waving, and singing going on! This Lake is so huge, it's like two ships meeting in the open sea.

Our musicians delight us in preparation for the blini demonstration coming up.

In the early afternoon we assemble in the President's Lounge for a "Blini party." Our chef Aleksander will teach us how to make and, more importantly, how to flip a blin. This is the Russian version of a crepe, or thin pancake. Once the blin is cooked, a variety of fillings can be folded into it for a sweet or savory Russian treat. I put honey, jam and sour cream in mine.

A "real" chef doesn't need measuring cups and spoons!

No sooner had we eaten our fill of blini than the charming island of Kizhi appeared on the horizon. I had heard about this stop from Bill, who had taken this same trip five years ago, and knew it was going to be something really special.

As our ship closes in on the island we begin to see some of the wooden structures that mark this place a UNESCO World Heritage site. The population of the island is around 90, although thousands of visitors come annually to see the unusual churches. The area began to be populated by the Russians in the 11th-12th centuries. Kizhi soon became an important meeting place for orthodox believers and the earliest mention of the Kizhi churches was in the mid 1500's.

These are the two most prominent churches. On the left is the Church of the Transfiguration, originally intended as a summer church, with services held only in summer months. On the right is the Church of Intercession, built sometime in the mid 1700's. Both churches are now used as museums.

Coming up to the churches from the ship, we get a beautiful silhouette of the twenty-two domes on the Transfiguration church. The Church of Intercession is lovely in its simplicity.

One entire wall in the Church of Intercession is filled with colorful icons.

There were not as many little shops here as in the other villages we visited. Looking by myself was no fun and Graham wasn't the least bit interested. We came back to the ship before the others, so my best shopping buddy, Lois, wasn't with me either! I left Kizhi Island empty-handed!

We paused here for a glimpse of our ship at the dock. It's getting colder as we travel on our northward path towards St. Petersburg. Kizhi is our northernmost port.

Tonight we celebrate Ukrainian Cuisine in the dining room. Our waitstaff is dressed in Ukrainian attire and the menu includes Borsch and Chicken Kiev. We settle in tonight and anticipate our next stop on Onega Lake, Petrozavodsk.

Uglich, Our First Port of Call

2011-10-22T13:56:00.000-05:00

We spent all of Wednesday morning sailing on the Volga River. Mid morning we came upon the flooded Belfry of Kalyazin. It was erected in 1800 as part of the St. Nicholas Cathedral on Kalyazin's Market Square. In the 1950's much of Kalyazin was forced to move to the higher bank as the low-lying portions were flooded to construct the Uglich Reservoir. Behind the belfry lies the town of Kalyazin, which today has a population of 15,000 people.

The belfry stands singularly amidst the waters making a beautiful and sad sight at the same time.

All along the river we witnessed the upkeep, and sometimes reconstruction, of village churches and monasteries. The similarities are evident in the onion domes, but each one has a personality of its own.

Passage through this lock, and shared with a working boat, takes us closer to our first stop at Uglich. We continue to progress down each step as though descending a huge ladder.

The lovely town of Uglich boasts many church domes, but the one we will visit is the pink and green one on the left. Talk about photo ops! Cameras were clicking in rapid succession as we made the bend toward our docking station. Uglich has a population of 37,000 but we will see only this riverside area on our visit.

Beyond these gates lie dozens of local "shops" featuring Russian handcrafts and souvenirs. It is a shopper's paradise! It's the end of the season and the shop owners are anxious to sell everything they can. We picked up some really good bargains on this day!

Graham met this lovely costumed lady on the bridge to the church. Our guidebook says about Uglich, "The City of Uglich is not in the present, it all lives in the past. Not much has changed since 1916."

This wooden structure lies adjacent to the Church of St. Dmitry on the Blood and the Transfiguration Chapel. It is a pleasant walk back through the shops to where the ship is docked.

As we leave Uglich and get underway down the river, the theme for dinner this night is "Russian Night." We are greeted at the door to the restaurant by wait staff dressed in bright red costume, herding us through a procession accompanied by the accordionist. What fun!

Tonight's soup is called "Solyanka," a Russian soup with assorted meat and vegetables. Dinner every night always started with an appetizer and soup. It was very easy to get spoiled at mealtime.

As part of the Russian Night celebration, all passengers who had purchased an article of Russian clothing, from Shawls to Hats and anywhere in between, were asked to wear their purchase to dinner. We then paraded around the dining hall and received a "prize," a tiny bottle of Russian vodka! I bought this beautiful shawl from a vendor in Uglich. It's one of my favorite purchases.

The evening ended with music and dancing in the President's lounge on the 4th deck. And we settled in for another restful night's sleep. Tomorrow we come to Goritsy.

Cruising from Moscow to St. Petersburg ~ Day One

2011-10-19T13:25:00.003-05:00

After three and a half days in Moscow, our ship, the MS Tikhi Don, set sail for the cruising part of our trip. It took a little while to get out of Moscow as we sailed up the Moscow Canal toward the Volga River. You can see "old Moscow" with her high-rise apartments interspersed with industrial buildings and warehouses.

The trees along the water are just starting to change their color as the temperatures drop.

Cruise ships line the embankment of the Canal. Some are still moving passengers along the river ways, while others are getting ready to wait out the long winter ahead. Our ship will remain in Moscow after it makes a return cruise near the end of October. It will remain docked in the icy canal where needed repairs will be made under the Captain's supervision.

Soon after leaving port we are all instructed for the emergency drill. This "one size fits all" life jacket is reason enough to hope we don't have to utilize it! Once all passengers are briefed and sure of their places, we settle into a relaxing afternoon of sailing.

As soon as we get away from the city, the shore takes on a park like atmosphere. There are many places with children's play equipment and picnic tables. As we get further north we notice the leaves on the trees are starting to turn brilliant hues of gold and red.

The canal is dotted with splashes of color.

There are many places along this part of the Canal where you find pleasure boats of all sizes. We saw many men out in small boats fishing, and in other boats, large and small, just enjoying the water.

Still others were fishing from the shore.

Dotted all along the Canal were these lovely church steeples with their colorful onion-domed tops. It seems that every village, town, or city has an abundance of churches. We will find in the days ahead that in some cases, the buildings are used as museums. But most are still actively utilized for worship.

There is no lack for creativity in the decor of the churches. We saw every color, gilt and shape imaginable.

Over the next six days we will pass through 17 locks, taking us down over 800 feet, through rivers, reservoirs, and lakes. Many of the stations still bear witness to the Soviet Union and the circumstances under which the locks were constructed.

Passage through each of the locks was smooth and swift. When passing through them at night, we never had an inkling of activity. During the day, this procedure became a favorite viewing pastime for many of the passengers. We completed our first day of sailing with the Captain's Welcome Dinner and an accordion concert, then settled in for a comfortable night's sleep.

My next post will take us to Uglich. Stay tuned!

Starting Out in Moscow

2011-10-14T20:04:00.000-05:00

We landed in Moscow on a Friday afternoon, tiredness setting in from little or no sleep on the plane, and a nasty sinus/cold thing brewing in my head. By the time we reached the ship it was after 8 p.m. and we were ushered quickly to the dining room for a late dinner. The greeting was a musical, colorful, noisily happy welcome from members of the crew who were to be our family for the next fourteen days. The landing was hard, but the promise of adventure was stronger. Tomorrow we would hit the ground running. There was much to see in Moscow!

This picture of St. Basil's in Red Square is probably the most recognized icon of all Russia. It really is breathtaking and we were able to get up close and personal with it. In the off-season the crowds are dwindling, so we weren't rushed or pushed around.

Our travel companions, Pat Wilson and Lois and Doug White, were just as awestruck as we, hungrily taking in every detail of color and structure. We couldn't take enough pictures as we captured every angle of every building. And yes, there are that many onion domes in Moscow!

Yes, we all did the goofy tourist thing, standing beside the gorgeous buildings and having our picture taken for posterity, or maybe just proof that we really were there!

This is one of many red brick buildings, mostly government offices, that make Red Square the beautiful place it is.

I turn into a sour puss when Graham insists on pointing a camera at me. I love seeing everyone else in my pictures, just not me.

It's also very cold and windy on this day, and I am realizing to my sorrow that I did not prepare well when packing my "winter" clothes. I left my nice warm, flannel lined jacket in the closet at home, choosing instead this lightweight one. My first purchase on the ship, later in the day, will be a fleece vest that zips all the way up my neck!

Because of the cold and wind, and my unfortunate choice of clothing, in just a few hours I began experiencing that old familiar pain behind my heart. The more I walked, the more pronounced it became. And when we walked into the Metro station and the stuffiness of the large room, it was apparent that I couldn't continue with the group. Our wonderful Program Director situated us with a taxi and directions back to the ship where I was able to sleep off some cold medicine and catch up on much needed sleep.

After dinner, Graham, Pat, Lois and Doug took the optional "Moscow at Sunset" tour and were dazzled by the light show that illuminated the now familiar buildings. Night photography being what it is, not many of his photos were good, but this is surely representative of Moscow in the evening.

The next day was one that I could enjoy staying on the ship while my companions took off for more sightseeing of Moscow, including a visit to the New Maiden Cemetery where large and realistic statues memorialized the deceased residents. In the afternoon two Russian veterans of World War II came to talk to our passengers about their experiences in the war. It was a good time to explore the Tihki Don and become acquainted with my temporary home. Just down the hall from our cabin were my two favorite places - the Library with two internet enabled computers, and the most lovely on board gift shop. Lois and I would soon become fast friends with the sales girls!

Our final full day in Moscow included visits to the Kremlin and the Armory. The word "kremlin" simply means "fortress;" thus, the Russian Kremlin is a walled area which surrounds palaces and cathedrals. The official residence and workplace of the Russian President is within its walls.
The Assumption Cathedral (left) was the site for the coronation of the Russian tsars.

Red buildings and red brick walls surround the Kremlin, where security is very tight and tourists have access to only a small portion of the area.

By this day we are much smarter in our choices of winter wear and we are all wearing many layers of warmth to protect us from the cold! The temperatures remained between 45 and 55 degrees the entire two weeks we were there.

In the evening we were blessed to hear a concert of acapella singers, the Zlatoust Singers. Their sound was magnificent and the costumes in the second half became an inspiration for a Russian quilt.
Our ship will depart Moscow at noon the next day and begin our cruise on the Moscow Canal, the Volga River, Lake Onega, the Svir River, Lake Ladoga, and finally the Neva River. Stay tuned for some of the most beautiful countryside you'd ever imagine seeing in this giant country of Russia.

Home, But Not Really "Here"

2011-10-09T12:46:00.000-05:00

Yes, we are finally home from Russia! Our trip ended on Thursday and after a scant five hours' sleep, we awoke, gathered our possessions, and were taken to the airport in St. Petersburg for a 6 a.m. flight which was the beginning of a 26 hour marathon from airport to airport. We left in a 53 degree rain, and arrived home in 93 degree Texas dry heat. We were five very tired travelers, ready to fall into bed and try to sleep off the worst kind of hangover. Before I could allow myself any respite, I first had to go get my dog from the sitter. And since I have yet to go through my pictures from Russia, I will share some of Savannah's pics and playmates.

She is the epitome of Westie self-assurance in any situation, but especially in a group of her peers! All her doggie companions are similar in size, and all have equally congenial personalities.

There must be something of mutual interest for these three.

This happy face is long-distance assurance that all is well on the home front. Her wonderful sitter, Karen, sent me pictures every three or four days, with a glowing report on the friendships developing in the group. I was relieved to see, when I picked her up, that Savannah was just as happy to see me as she was living with her canine buddies!

In the days to come I will post some of the highlights of Russia. Right now, I'm just slowly getting my body back into the Central Time Zone!

Almost Time to Leave

2011-09-20T16:44:00.000-05:00

We are beyond countdown now. In fact, as I write this, we are at T minus 36 hours. I had only one visit to Walgreen's today and bought only one item. I guess that means that everything is packed. Or I should say everything I can think of is packed! I'm not locking my bag until Thursday morning, though!

Speaking of bags, Savannah will have her very own overnight bag to take with her to the petsitter. We tell her that she's going to "Camp Nash" for a few days, where she'll have several dogs to play with and a great backyard to enjoy. Her bag is filled with food for two weeks, lots of treats and toys and her heartworm medicine. Last night she discovered a little bundle of tennis balls in her bag. You can see one in her mouth that she just lifted from her bag!

Our bags have been packed and unpacked so many times. It's just too hot here to think clearly about winter wear, so coats and sweaters come and go and come back again. In fact, our Program Director just called from Russia to wish us safe travel and mentioned that in Moscow today the high temperature was 60. But then she reminded me that St. Petersburg is "in the north" and is much colder! Yikes! I think I need another neck scarf!

Savannah gives these bags a "once over" - I'm not sure what doggie thoughts are rolling around in her head!

Meanwhile, I've been busily sewing Curious George pillow cases for my soon-to-be two year old grandson. His birthday is just seven days after we return from our trip, so I'm very happy to have these finished now. One is for his big boy bed, and the other is for his little pillow he will take to Kid's Day Out come January.

Last week I got a call from Anita Howell, the lovely lady who was quilting my quilts up in Kingsland. She was finished with both my quilts and they were ready to be picked up. Before I could even look for an open day to go to Kingsland, my friend Susie called and said her quilts were also ready and would I like for her to pick mine up for me! What an answer to prayer! She brought them home on Saturday and I have entertained myself over and over with the results of Anita's quilting. I am so through with trying to quilt my own quilts. I'm just piecing tops from now on!

Hmmm. I hope I don't long for one of these to get warm next week! Until I get internet connection (which may or may not be on our trip). I bid you "Da asvid'ania!"

Quilt Tester in Training

2011-09-15T09:18:00.000-05:00

From the very first quilting class, my Westie Treasure was my sewing partner and loyal quilt-tester. One of her favorite napping places was up on my sewing table, preferably on a stack of fabric. If I had to scoot her off the table so I could sew, she would find a nest right by my feet.

Once I had a quilt top laid out in preparation for finishing, or maybe just laying a finished one out to be photographed, Treasure would find a comfy spot and do a "trial nap" to be sure the quilt was satisfactory! Once it passed the Treasure test, it always went directly to the washing machine!

When Savannah came on the scene she was not familiar with the ways of sewing. She doesn't mind napping in the sewing room while I'm busy piecing a quilt. But she never has shown much interest in either the process or the finished product. Until last night!

When I laid out the Fabric Frenzy top for its photograph, little Miss Savannah decided it was time she did a sniff test on this strange object. "Finally," I thought to myself, "she's showing some interest in my hobby. I have another sewing partner!" However, after giving a good sniff to the quilt top, she proceeded to try to dig a little nest in the center of it! I scooped her up as fast as I could and decided she might need a few lessons in "quilt ettiquette!"

Hope springs eternal!

A Diminished Fabric Frenzy

2011-09-08T20:34:00.001-05:00

Last night and today I slipped in some time to work on the fabric squares for my Fabric Frenzy quilt. Fortunately I had some leftover strips from the jelly roll I used on the last quilt, because I needed more 2 1/2 inch pieces without using up all my charms. When all was said and done, I could either get nine finished squares or eleven. And I was so hoping for twenty!

So nine it is, and here is the frenzied nine-patch middle...

I have some leftover off-white fabric that will make up one border. Then I must decide how much more border I want and where to get the fabric for it. I think I will have some leftover backing that matches one of the charms in this quilt. So I guess this one will be an ongoing project. At least I'm having lots of fun with it.

Speaking of fun, here's another picture of my pretty Westie.

I just brought her inside for the night. It's a good thing we took those bows out yesterday or she would surely have lost them in the bushes where she chased a squirrel! We are now counting down the days to our Russia trip - after today it is 13 days away! All the clothes I'm taking are laid out on the dining room table. Graham's bag is packed. And Savannah is starting to divorce herself from me. She knows something is up. For the last two nights she has slept in the TV room and only comes up on my bed when she's ready for me to wake up! I'm starting to tell her that she's going to "Camp Nash" in a few days. There she'll have the company of some other dogs and the Nash children to play with.

Meanwhile, we pray for rain here in Texas and drier skies in the Northeast. God help us.

Fabric Frenzy

2011-09-07T17:12:00.001-05:00

I must be in one of my quilting moods, because every time I finish one quilt top, I see a pile of fabric begging me to do another one! And I have discovered a storehouse of video tutorials from one of my most favorite quilt teachers, Eleanor Burns. She has a whole video theater on her website. As I was looking through the titles the other evening, this one caught my eye: "Fabric Frenzy"!!!

Eleanor has jumped on the pre-cut bandwagon and she offers lots of opportunities to use them. I happened to have one extra package of Prayer Flag charms, and lots of leftovers from the last quilt. So I jumped right into her class and studied her instructions till I felt that I could follow them. I can't show you what the finished quilt will look like yet, but all these pieces of fabric sewn together properly will make these nice ten inch squares that will eventually be pieced together to make a virtual frenzy of 42 different fabrics! And it's so much fun!

Each ten inch square will be loaded with different patterns and colors and sizes. Because the fabric is all from the same line, all the colors complement each other and the frenzy will at least be manageable and easy to look at! Here are three finished squares. I hope to make twenty of them.

Today was Savannah's "Spa Day" at Pet, Bath & Beyond. I really love that place! The groomers at PetSmart were unable to groom her properly due to her "jumpiness," but she has encountered no problems at all at PB&B. Her first haircut there was done really nicely. Today she only needed a bath and a few areas trimmed. I forgot to mention to the lady who took her in that she really doesn't care for bows in her hair. So she came out looking like a sweet little girl! I begged her to let me photograph the bows before they were removed! I'm afraid the lizards and squirrels would laugh if they saw her running toward them with pink bows on her ears! Sans bows, she is a very pretty girl!

Here is the link to Eleanor Burns' video theater. And another link to Pet, Bath & Beyond.

Let's Do "Crafts!"

2011-09-02T08:56:00.003-05:00

Grandson Adrian is in his second year of Kid's Day Out this fall, and he loves to do "crafts." Being a very bright little boy, he needs something to keep his hands and mind busy or he'll get into all kinds of mischief. When he comes to my house to play, he either wants to watch Thomas on DVD or do crafts at the kitchen table. So while I was at Target looking through the "Dollar Spot," I came across some color books that feature "dot-to-dot" activities. Perfect!!

Adrian has his own technique for conquering the puzzle. With crayon in hand he first studies the picture to try to determine the outcome.

Now that he knows where to begin and end, he gets a little lip action going. That helps with the concentration, you know!

Some may see this as just "playtime" but, as you can tell, to Adrian this is serious business. He has 15 to 25 dots to connect here and it's important to get them all in correct order. See that concentration?

Success! Can you guess what the puzzle turned out to be? Here's a hint: "Who" is it? Why, it's an OWL, of course! And what does the owl say? "Whoo! Whoo!"

We love our crafts!

More Quilt Fun

2011-08-28T16:57:00.000-05:00

I think I must get the "quilting bug" in spurts. So many circumstances have caused me to stay home and inside this summer that I have resorted to the sewing machine for entertainment. And the bug is with me still - probably won't go away until the temperature cools down! Anyway, I have discovered the convenience of ordering fabric on the internet, whether it be from a store's website or on Ebay. I have gotten hooked on using pre-cuts and have a great source online for tutorials. This one is from a grouping of fabric called "Prayer Flag" by Moda.

The quilt pattern is called "Jelly Charm" and it uses one Jelly Roll and one Charm Pack. I am making this quilt a little larger than lap quilt size, but smaller than a twin. The basic pattern measures six squares by five. I love the variety of mixing all the patterns and colors of fabric.

On the tutorial the instructor did what she called a "piano key" border. She took all the remnants of the jelly strips and sewed them together, then cut them into strips of colorful "keys." I sandwiched that strip between two whites to give it a matted appearance.

Here is the quilt with that part of the border done. My next step is to add another five inch border in a teal floral fabric. You can see that one in the piano key border, right next to the coral paisley. Once I finish all the borders and get a good "feel" for the whole quilt, I'll have to choose something for the back. I'm limited in what I can find online, but the choices are there. Once that's done I'll run it up to Kingsland to be quilted.

I can't finish this post without adding a picture of my sweet Savannah. As much as she loves being outdoors, today she came right back in after doing her "business." It's too darn hot! She's happy to just be inside where I am, usually taking a little snooze at my feet. What a sweetheart!

Quilting Fun

2011-08-15T18:44:00.000-05:00

Several weeks ago I discovered a couple of wonderful websites that feature videos of quilting techniques. I purchased a couple sets of lessons that I can access whenever I need them and have picked up quite a few pointers. The Missouri Quilt Shop specializes in pre-cuts - fabric lines that cut to size multiple complimentary designs and sell them in packages. Their teacher then demonstrates how to use these pre-cuts in quilts, often resulting in wonderful shortcuts to the older methods.

I jumped on the bandwagon to try my hand at one of the easier quilts. This one is called "X's and O's". I love that it looks like it might be really difficult to construct when, in reality, using the pre-cuts and MQS's methods, I was able to put it together quickly and easily. This photo is of the top only. When finished it will be the size of a lap quilt.

Because I was picking my colors in a specific fashion, I ended up having to use three "Charm Pack" pre-cuts. And I had a whole lot of "charms" left over. So I looked through my video lessons and found another really easy pattern that would use up my leftover charms. This one is much smaller and has a very Christmasy feel about it. It might make a really festive table cover this Christmas.

Because these pre-cuts all come from a particular "line" of fabric, I was able to look on Ebay and order yardage in specific designs to use for my borders and backing. I love the fact that I can find what I need online and either order it cut to specification or, in one case, find it at a local shop.

I have a friend who is brand new to quilting who was referred to a shop in Kingsland Texas to get her quilt "quilted." The lady was both very good and very reasonable in price, so I have contacted her to do both of these quilts for me. We have a day trip coming up this week! My Daddy lived in Kingsland briefly in the '80's when he was constructing a home at Deer Haven. We spent many weekends during that time and will enjoy driving through town once again.

My next pre-cut project will involve the Charm Pack squares and a Jelly Roll! The industry has given delectable names to these pre-cuts. There are also Layer Cakes and Honey Buns! The Jelly Roll has 42 strips, 2 1/2 inches wide, of color coordinated fabric. When I made Graham's quilt I used a Jelly Roll, but I had no idea how cute and convenient the pre-cuts would be. Here is a link to the Missouri Star Quilt Company if you have any interest in the fabric or the video tutorials.

Buds

2011-08-12T19:26:00.000-05:00

From the day we brought Savannah into our home, grandson Andrew has set her apart as his friend. Maybe because she is closer to his size, or just because he sees something in her that translates into "playmate," he is the one who delights in her company.

Adrian grew up with Treasure and, though he might not have considered her his best friend, he did acknowledge her and she returned the favor. But sometime between Treasure's departure and Savannah's arrival Adrian had a bad experience with a dog and is admittedly cautious around canines. He will put up with Savannah as long as Savannah keeps her distance.

Usually we find Andrew and Savannah playing with doggie toys, especially balls. He throws the ball, she runs and retrieves it, he gets it back and throws again. They can go on and on and not get tired. Today, however, we noticed a little bit of silence and had to go investigate the quietness. There they were - Savannah on the lookout for lizards and Andrew sitting next to her eating his cookie.

Yes, I would say they are "Best Buds."

Boundaries!

2011-07-30T15:54:00.000-05:00

Although the days get very hot, we still have a few morning hours during which outdoor play is almost comfortable. That's the "Savannah Hour" around our house. She is the only one of the three Westies I have had who truly loves to be outside. So I give her every opportunity to go out and play.

This is a rare moment for Savannah - she has just had a bath and is clean! She will remain this way for another five minutes. And that is because her favorite spot these days is around the storage shed in the corner of the backyard. I had stapled a wire enclosure around the bottom of the exposed sides of the shed back when Treasure used to explore back there. It was easy to block off the two openings to the back of the shed as she was less curious than Savannah and, frankly, more obedient!

So last Sunday afternoon Murphy came by the house and called for Savannah to come inside. We looked for her and couldn't find her anywhere in the backyard. Finally, I got down on the ground and looked under the shed and found her right in the middle of all the dirt and leaves and {probably} lizards! It took several pieces of chicken treats to coax her out and then came the question of how to keep her from getting underneath again. I thought I had blocked the openings in the back, but my little scamp had moved some bricks out of her way and gained entrance!

This side is successfully blocked off, but she manages to put her little face up over the pilings,

looking for her lizards.

So Monday morning Graham went to Lowe's and bought some pointed stakes, stapled some wire fencing to them, and secured them into the ground to block off the back sides of the shed. I expected her to be frustrated, even determined to get over or around the fence, but she has taken it all in stride.

In fact, when she goes out the door she heads straight for this side of the shed. After checking both sides and seeing that the fences are still there, she will sit herself down right here and wait for the lizard to come out and crawl around the door to the shed. And with Westie concentration she will sit for nearly an hour just watching that ole lizard move from one side of the shed to the other!

And that's how we are spending our summer!

Dog Days

2011-07-16T16:41:00.000-05:00

The Texas heat dropped in last month and seems to have taken up residence for the time being. By noon it is really too hot to do much of anything. Even the water in the pool is too warm! About the only things stirring are the lizards and the birds around the feeders. And thus, a new obsession is born in my Westie. She has spurned the pool and Mr. Polaris for the less taxing job of staring at lizards.

First, she discovered the lizard crawling along the brick outside the front door. So it was easy to just leave the door open and let her gaze through the glass. Nice and cool, and provided hours of uninterrupted obsessing!

Then, when she was in the backyard, she discovered the lizard crawling around on the storage shed. Now there's a new location for obsessing. Trouble is, it's so very hot outside and she doesn't mind hanging out in the dirt and leaves back there. So what I get when she comes in for a water break is a very stinky, dirty dog! Happy, but dirty! But that's okay, because, after all, these are the "dog days" of summer.

Meanwhile, I'm staying inside and trying to find activities that don't bring a sweat to my brow. I'm reading about my daughter and niece who are busily cooking and canning and thinking that I could be doing some of that myself. Years ago I cooked up a batch of bread and butter pickles that were pretty good, and we did have a pretty nice crop of small cucumbers this summer. So I googled up a recipe and sliced a bunch of cucumbers and, presto!, out came some beautiful pickles!

This is actually the second batch I've made. Most of these cukes came from the Farmer's Market as my plants have succumbed to the heat. Spurred on by Meredith's salsa and Barbaranne's jams, I think this could be a very productive summer after all.

Leapin' Lizards!

2011-06-30T22:10:00.000-05:00

This South Texas heat has done nothing to stop the procreation of lizards this spring. We have an abundance of the little green critters and they have made their presence known to the Westie of the house! Savannah has turned all her attention and energy toward the little fellas who cling to the tree bark or the brick on the front porch. Once she has one in her sight, nothing will distract her from her quest.

Just this afternoon she was sitting at the front window and her eye caught one fat lizard crawling on the brick around the window. I did everything I could to distract her - to no avail - so I brought out the camera to try to capture her rapture!

There's a lot of intensity that may not be caught by the camera. She is totally ignoring any attempt on my part to draw her attention from the window!

I moved around to a closer side and still, no response to my calling.

As I backed up a little, I noticed that my girl is straddling the arm of the couch! Either she can get a better angle that way, or she's very confident that she won't slip off the edge!

From this vantage point, it appears she has a very comfortable grip on the couch and is in no danger of slipping off the arm. What intensity! What concentration!

Finally, I resorted to a squeak of her favorite squeaky ball. Can you say "annoyed?" If Westies could speak (which this one does frequently!), what would she be saying about now? Even the admittance of friends through the front door was only a short and temporary retreat from her appointed task. Only the disappearance of said lizard brought this little dog away from her perch. Lord help me if she ever gets close enough to catch one!

Time Out!

2011-06-22T19:41:00.000-05:00

In my previous post I told you about Moving Day for the Mozas and our entertaining the grandboys while the parents loaded and unloaded their earthly goods from one house to another. Right up there with Thomas the Train videos in preferred activity is playing with our own Miss Savannah. Both boys have decided that she is the perfect playmate when at Ludee's house. She's about their same age, and her energy is almost as boundless as theirs! And they share a love of toys. Can you get more compatible than that?

Here is my sweet Savannah after about two hours of chasing her balls and squeaky toys every time one of the boys threw them! I'm afraid she is getting settled into our slow and sedentary lifestyle! I snapped this picture when she jumped into the "time-out" chair for a breather! She has on her happy, smiley face, but her eyes are saying, "Let me rest a minute!"

It wasn't long before she was back down on the floor, wrestling her toys from the hands of one of the grandboys. She remained eager to play, and very patient ~ dare I say "long suffering"? ~ for hours on end, snatching a little nap or an escape outside every now and then. What a little trooper!

Moving Day

2011-06-18T20:39:00.000-05:00

Today was moving day for Meredith and her family. They bought a house closer to us and we offered to keep the boys during the long day of packing the moving van and unloading at the new house. Here are some highlights from our very long day!

Andrew is checking out the Thomas the Train play tent.

A little hand is offering a squeaky ball to Savannah.

The rest of the hand came out of the tent to play with Savannah.

I think they are watching Thomas the Train video games.

Savannah had some competition for her squeaky football!

Let's see if this tent is big enough for two boys!

Yep! There's just enough room for two, and maybe a small, white dog.

Oh no, Papa and the tickle bug are doing a job on Andrew!

Look at Adrian - just the right size for playing in the tent.

Savannah doesn't want to miss out on any fun. She likes tickling too.

Okay guys, I know you're in there. Come on out and play some more.

Looks like these boys wore themselves out - finally getting in a nap.

Andrew too, though it took a short ride in the car to get him to sleep. He really missed his Mommy.

These two boys, their grandparents, and a little white dog had a very long day while Mommy and Daddy helped the movers take all their belongings from one house to another. They'll wake up tomorrow morning to a wonderful new backyard for a summer of outdoor boy fun.

Odds and Ends

2011-06-17T21:14:00.000-05:00

You know how, when you are cleaning or moving things around, one thing leads to another and, before you know it, you've redecorated every room in the house? Well, that's what has been going on in my house this summer!

First we contracted to have the "Florida" room at the back of the house remodeled into a "media" room. At the end of that fiasco, we emerged with a beautiful new "Sun" room. Although we are still waiting on something to be done with the glass doors leading into the room, I've been busy getting the furnishings and wall decor where I want it, sometimes moving things around two or three times to find just the right look.

When the decals came in for the glass treatments, I took the plunge and put the large one on the outside door. After a few minor adjustments, I pronounced it "perfect" and waited impatiently for Graham to come home to admire it. It has given that door so much character and really emphasizes the garden look of the room. We are pleased and can't wait to put similar treatment on the glass in the french doors once they are replaced.

Even though we are having record heat, Savannah continues to prefer the great outdoors to her cool and comfy house. So I try to let her out for brief intervals often, watching to be sure she doesn't jump into the pool. When I check on her I usually find her sitting in the sun, daring a squirrel or a bird to come her way.

Lately she has caught sight of the little chameleon/lizards that hang out around the front porch. She gets totally obsessed with them and glues herself to the window until the little lizard finally slinks away. Such is life for the Westie these days!

Back to my original thought, prior to the remodel we moved most of the furniture into the living room. Then, a week ago, we had new beds delivered and the old beds moved from one room to another. That led to the removal of some bedroom furniture - some to the garage, other pieces to the upstairs rooms. That led to the realization that the high ceilinged walls in the den hadn't been dusted in twenty-five years, so we removed all the pictures from the walls and oiled the paneling. That led to moving pictures around, which led to my moving the computer around ~ don't ask why ~ and now we are unable to move without loud grunts and groans! I hope it's another twenty-five years before we get into this kind of mood again! Thank goodness for new, posture-pedic mattresses!

Just About Done

2011-06-08T18:51:00.000-05:00

Every day I get another little detail taken care of in our newly remodeled room. The first detail I took care of was to repurpose the room from "media" to "sun" room. I realized, after all the various items I purchased for it came into place, that my subconscious had already deemed it a sunroom! It feels so bright and roomy now and the new shades let lots of light in, making it a happy place.

This Saturday I will get Murphy's TV armoire brought in, and he will get the TV set up some time this weekend. I think it will cover most of the wall plugs. If not, a little foliage on top of the armoire will do the trick. Then I need to decide what pictures to put on the walls. I'm leaning toward some of our travel photos that I enlarged and framed. And I want to look at Pier 1 for a wicker rocking chair. With that addition and some kind of end table I think I'll have it finished.

Almost forgot about the glass decor. I don't know exactly how to describe what I'm going to do with the glass doors. I'll just have to show them off once they are done. And that can't happen until the cracked glass panels are replaced. So stay tuned for an update.

Time for a Haircut

2011-06-07T20:57:00.000-05:00

I don't know if it's the sun and the water, or if Savannah's hair just grows fast, but she was getting pretty scraggly and really needing another haircut. I made her appointment for Monday and dropped her off at the appointed time. Her first haircut at PetSmart went fairly well, though the "Pawgress" report stated she was a little "jumpy." I could accept that, as she is pretty skittish when I try to pin her down to get a sticker from her foot, or try to smooth her tail. But I told her to be a good girl and ran back home to wait for the window man.

Not only is she scraggly, but with the 90-100 degree temps, she gets pretty hot outside too.

She was finished in just a couple hours so I hopped in the car when they called and went to pick up my clean, cool Westie. She looked so pretty and was obviously happy to see me. Her groomer then apologized that he couldn't clip her exactly like he wanted to because she was not very cooperative! He wrote in his report that he tried to "neaten" her up as best as he could! Oh my. It appears we have some behavior issues to deal with! Or perhaps next time I will give her something to calm her down a bit. At any rate, she certainly looks better and I know she feels cooler in this heat.

Such a pretty Westie!

Moving In!

2011-06-04T19:35:00.000-05:00

We are finally at the point where we can start moving back into our newly remodeled TV room. The agreed upon repairs were done on Friday, new glass was ordered for the doors, and some material for Graham to finish the window was left with us. Out came the window and wood cleaner, as well as the Wet Jet Floor Mop for the tile, and we were in the cleaning business!

Murphy came over today and helped me put the Oriental rugs down, move the sofa and chairs in, and prepared the wiring for the armoire and TV. We turned on the AC and the ceiling fan and sat down to enjoy our new room. Next week the installer from Lowe's will come and put up the window shades and then I can hang the sheers to soften the windows.

Right now this room reminds me of my Aunt Helen's sun room in Monroe. She had a sweet little room off the master bedroom that faced the front lawn and the Bayou. It had white wicker furniture and bright floral cushions and rugs. It just looked like a southern ladies' room. Until I get the window shades up and the TV in, I'm going to think about Aunt Helen's sun room!

And, being the indecisive person that I am, this furniture arrangement is likely to change multiple times until I get my "feng shui" just right! I have lots of creative family and friends who will help me find just the right formula!

Westie of the Week

2011-06-02T17:02:00.003-05:00

Shortly after Treasure died I discovered a wonderful artist on Ebay who delightfully captures the essence of the Westie. I purchased one of her prints that looked eerily like Treasure and signed up for her weekly newsletter. This artist is Denise Randall. She and I have corresponded off and on about our Westies, so when we adopted Savannah, I knew I would want to introduce her to Denise.

This week's newsletter, titled "Good Dog Jack Presents," features Savannah as the Westie of the Week. We are just one of many rescued dogs that she has featured, bringing to the fore the availability of hundreds of dogs (and cats) from rescue organizations. Ours happens to have come from the Rescue organization in Houston, TX. Treasure was adopted from the Austin Westie Rescue. These wonderful agencies need more recognition and Denise provides that in her weekly newsletter.

So, without further ado....

Westie of the Week
"Savannah"

"Woof! Woof! My name is Savannah and I am 3 years old.
My new family adopted me from Houston Westie Rescue in March and now I have a happy forever home."

"My favorite toys are the ones that squeak. I can play with them forever!
I'm a pretty little Westie girl .... but, I'd rather be outside playing in my yard and getting dirty. The squirrels have been put on notice!

I love to chase balls and am real good with children. But, my most favorite thing is my pool.... especially when the Polaris pool cleaner is running! I race around, and back and forth, chasing that little monster... and sometimes it will squirt water at me!"

"Here I am at my pool. Boy do I love water! See me leaning over the side to get a drink....it's a trick I taught to myself.

I'm still not real good at walking with the leash but I'm learning real fast because I'm so smart!

Mom says I am a poster girl for rescue organizations and she wouldn't adopt a dog any other way! Thanks Mom! "

Want to see your Westie as Westie of the Week? Submit a photo and keep watching.

"Words of Wisdom"
from Jack & Riley

Howdy folks!
Isn't Savannah a real cutie! And she sure is lucky to have a pool in her yard.

A cool pool on a hot day can be lots of fun, but it can also be dangerous for your dog. Hundreds of dogs die each year from drowning. Be sure your dog isn't one of them!

Would you like to learn more about how to keep your dog safe at the pool this summer? Read on.
Your pal,
Jack

And then Denise posts an article related to the Westie she has just featured, in this case one on pool safety for pets. If you are interested in subscribing to her newsletter she can be reached at Denise Randall gooddogebay@comcast.net, I highly recommend her art that she sells on Ebay. It's very reasonably priced and, as I said, perfectly captures the personality of the charming Westie. Her ebay ID is good-dog-jack.

Thanks, Denise, for making our girl a star!

While We are Waiting....

2011-05-26T10:13:00.000-05:00

There was a popular song way back when I was a teenager called "The Twelfth of Never." I feel like today is the "twelfth of never" as our remodeling is taking a very slow pace. V-e-r-y slow. I won't revisit some of the frustrations here on the blog, but suffice it to say we are running low on patience.

Savannah, on the other hand, is a happy clam. She enjoyed four days of daycare during the noisiest part of the construction, and now she heads to the garage door in anticipation of a ride in the car. We don't even have to have a destination, it's just the joy of the journey. She is safe and secure, strapped in with her new harness which gives her a little room to look out the window when the car slows down.

Some days are so slow, waiting for someone to come and work, that I just sit out on the back porch with my camera and zoom lens and take pictures of the doves in the trees. This fellow was really giving me a curious look!

One creature that is not slowing down in the backyard is this little bee. He has been busily buzzing from flower to flower, spending a lot of time in the basil.

So we're hopeful that someone will come today. We were promised an 8:00 arrival of the painter and our project manager. But it's after 10, no one is here, and the frustration builds. The longer they make us wait, the more little defects we find. Wouldn't you think it's in their best interest to be both punctual and speedy?

Soooo Tired Tonight

2011-05-21T21:06:00.000-05:00

I was going to post some progress pictures tonight... We're getting really close to the end of this renovation. But frankly, I was too tired to bother! Today has been a long day.

We were asked if the painters could come on Saturday and finish their part of the project a day earlier than proposed. "Early" appealed to us, so we agreed and I arranged to drop Savannah off for day care again this morning. But instead of "painters", we got one painter and his eight year old son! And Graham and I spent the whole day entertaining and being entertained by the eight year old! I finally went to pick up Savannah at 5:30, started preparing dinner at 6:00, and watched the painter and his son leave at 6:45. This was not the way I would like to spend another Saturday.

And Savannah, bless her little heart, has spent the last three days in doggie day care. She has had lots of little dogs to play with all day long, so when she finally gets home, she eats dinner, does her "business" outside, and then plops down wherever I am and is out like a light! Right now she is snoozing on the floor beside me. She's so tired she's not even snoring!

So, yes we are getting close to the end of the project. I have my wonderful new sink and faucet in and working beautifully. We have new doors and a window and all are stained or painted. All that's left is the electrical work and clean-up and then I can get my shades installed, the house thoroughly cleaned, the furniture moved and the television mounted. About the time I get that done, one of my children will be moving into a new rent house and the other will be following suit a few weeks later, into a new house of her own. One of these days I'll put my feet up and just relax.

Meanwhile, Savannah and I are ready to call it a day!

Savannah and a couple of new doggie friends at day care.

Little Progress Today

2011-05-18T19:42:00.000-05:00

Having had two days off from our construction schedule, we awoke this morning ready to send Savannah to day care and brace ourselves for another noisy day. Instead we got a call that a worker had called in sick and we could relax for the rest of the day. Deliveries would be made, but no construction. So I canceled Savannah's day care and we took advantage of the time to work a little in the garden and do some inspecting of the fruit. We have been picking tomatoes and radishes daily and I had seen some little flowers popping up on the beans. But lookie here! Two little baby beans have made their way into the world!

These are the only beans I found, but there are lots of little flowers on the bushes.

Savannah might have been a little disappointed in having to stay home. She runs to the garage door every time I head out that way, so I think she enjoys her doggie time at Karen's. Today, however, she picked up a scent in the back yard and really worked over every inch in search of whatever critter invaded her territory! We don't know if it was a squirrel or a possum, but it has left some "evidence" twice now and Savannah is determined to find out who it is!

This is a dog who definitely leads with her nose!

Graham and I figured we could go out for lunch since no one was expected to be working, but when we returned home and let Savannah outside we discovered these lovely boxes stacked next to the door! It's my new sink and faucet! Yippee!! And later this evening we walked around the outside of the new room to find our new window! Goodness! The things that appear when you least expect it!

Graham brought in the boxes with the sink and faucet. The new trim was delivered too.

So it looks like tomorrow will be a busy (and noisy) day. I have Bible study and would ordinarily take Savannah with me, but she will go to Karen's instead and stay away from the hammering and sawing. One day of confinement upstairs was enough for both of us! And we're looking forward to two very productive days.

A New Quilt in the Making

2011-05-16T19:40:00.001-05:00

Recently I have discovered a wonderful website with dozens of tutorials for any number of quilting methods. Most are free, but they also offered an online course for half price that is permanently available and has eight or nine different lessons. This wonderful place is the Missouri Star Quilt Company. In addition to the tutorials, they also sell material, pre-cuts, and just about any notion you might need for quilting.

One of those notions is a little ruler that is primarily used for cutting your binding fabric when you are binding your quilt. But one accidental find for this little tool is helpful for cutting strips to make what is called a Friendship Braid. This really caught my eye and all the possibilities for using this pattern are endless. I just googled "friendship braid" and got a handful of patterns from all over.

Another thing the Missouri Star store has put me onto are "pre-cuts." These are either strips of various widths or squares of various sizes, already cut and including many fabrics that are complementary all bundled into one package! And the names they are given are fun too. There's the Jelly Roll, Honey Bun and Dessert Roll - lovely strips from 1 1/2" to 5" wide. Then there are Charm Packs, Layer Cakes and Turnovers - again squares of various sizes or in the case of Turnovers, pre-cut triangles. Oh these are lots of fun. And Missouri Star has a Daily Deal on the pre-cuts of up to 70% off.

I used a Charm Pack to make Andrew's rag quilt (see it here) and a Jelly Roll for Graham's quilt that I made last year (here). I picked up several little Fat Quarter packs the other day and decided to use one of them to make something with the Friendship Braid. I have three braids completed that measure 27 " x 10". I think I will use four braids and "sash" them with a contrasting fabric. Then I'll just start adding borders until I get it the size and shape I like. Anyway, here is where I am on it.

I like the soft colors in the braid. I have to decide whether to use a dark or light color for the sashing (strips that will frame each braid.) This has been a fun diversion to all the hammering and sawing going on in the room downstairs. It won't be long before we have a brand new media room and can enjoy some movies in there. Meanwhile, I'll just keep on braiding!

Transformation

2011-05-11T09:53:00.000-05:00

Graham and I decided several months ago to call in the experts and turn our "Florida" room into a "Media" room. We had been using it for TV viewing anyway and felt it was time to give it some legitimacy and a little soundproofing to boot! So we called Bobo Custom Builders* and started the ball rolling. I'm keeping a photo journal to share. Here are the first entries.

I'm beginning to strip the room of all the furniture and window dressing. It became a great place for the grandboys and Savannah to play "throw and catch" with the squeaky balls.

This is mid-way through the first day. The demolition crew took out the windows and door from this end of the room. It will become the wall where the TV and components will be installed.

The end of the day and we have the outside wall completed. I'm very impressed with the cleanliness and conscientiousness of the sub-contractors. Bobo works very hard to maintain a good reputation.

The electricians arrived early this morning to start placing the outlets on the wall for the TV and its components. The cable will run up that channel as well and we shouldn't see any wiring. Again, these laborers are very professional and considerate. So far, so good!

*Bobo Custom Builders remodeled our kitchen about seven years ago. What many consider a very unpleasant experience was the total opposite with us. In just thirty days our "kitchen cave" was transformed into a beautiful, open kitchen with lovely Mediterranean appeal. We couldn't have been happier. I would recommend them for any home improvement project.

Savannah has been going to Karen Nash for "day care" during this process. She is much happier having other little dogs to play with than she would be if I had to confine her upstairs all day. I'll try to get a picture this afternoon when I go to pick her up!

More to come...

Savannah Update

2011-05-03T21:01:00.000-05:00

It has been six weeks since Savannah came to live with us. So I figure it's time for a progress report! It is amazing how much she has changed in six weeks, or maybe it's just that she is adapting to our household and her personality is showing more.

For one thing, she has settled down considerably in her activity level! I don't know if it was uncertainty in her surroundings that caused her to be so hyper, but she is adapting to a slower pace, and we have a lot more "down" time together. She will sit with me for longer periods of time. And I can leave her in the backyard by herself for longer periods as well. She is much better about the pool and the Polaris now and has only jumped in once in the past few weeks (and that was prompted by a little grandboy throwing her ball in the pool!)

Her appetite is still good. She likes her dry food and doesn't beg for "people" food - ever. I mix her EVO with Wee Bits and feed her twice a day. She no longer eats like there's no tomorrow, which is an indicator to me that she is comfortable and secure with us. We do give her crunchy (no-grain) treats occasionally. In the picture above she is standing for her treat. She apparently learned this maneuver in her former home. In fact, she responds to several commands, which leads me to believe she had a good home before she was found walking the street.

One area that needs much improvement is walking on a leash. I don't think she had ever been trained to do this. We have a tug of war every time we try to go out. I don't think it's enjoyable for her, and I know it's a chore for me. So I'm going to look into some kind of class that will help us take our walks. That or make a call to the Dog Whisperer!

And it's time to take her in for grooming. Her hair is filling out nicely and needs to be shaped into a Westie cut. I don't want her cut like a Schnauzer, though. And really, she only needs her face and legs trimmed this time. Hopefully I can get that point across to the groomer.

So you can see that we're adapting well. The construction on the back room should start soon and I have arranged for Savannah to have daycare on the days it is most noisy. I know she'll enjoy some doggie playtime and make new friends. And that will certainly be a post all its own!

May Day Easter Luncheon

2011-05-02T15:33:00.000-05:00

Because of various health issues our extended family postponed our Easter celebration a week. That happened to coincide with Meredith's birthday. So we all put our dishes on hold and planned our gathering for May 1st. The cake I had planned for Easter worked perfectly for a May Day birthday. Meredith cooked her pork roast and fresh green beans, Jo brought our favorite jello salad, and Lois whipped up some queso and chips, Murphy's favorite food!

For Christmas, Mimi and Da (Lois & Doug) gave the grandboys each a Build a Bear Doggie. They (the dogs) have cute little summer outfits that Mimi requested they wear to the party. She brought the doggies a skateboard (!) and showed A & A how to help the doggies ride the board. It worked just great on the coffee table! Adrian and Andrew were both duly impressed.

Now that Ludee has a new dog who loves to play ball with the boys, they both are transferring their affections to their own little doggies. Andrew shows just how a doggie will kiss your ear!

And Adrian is happy to show off his doggie and its spiffy summer duds.

Although we really never need a reason to gather friends and family together, it was a nice way to celebrate both a late April Resurrection Sunday and a May Day birthday.

Fill in Your Caption

2011-04-26T16:14:00.000-05:00

It has become very clear that I have adopted a Westie who loves the outdoors. Being my third, I thought I pretty much knew the basic personality of the breed. My first two were definitely indoor dogs, afraid of the water, not much on sweating in the sun. Not so with Savannah! She loves, loves, loves to be outside, and makes herself heard when her space has been breached. If it's not the polaris in the pool, then it's the squirrel who dared to step into her yard! And it's not so much the capture as it is the chase! So, from first yawn and stretch in the morning to several outings during the day, and finally to her last potty break, Savannah will beg to go outside.

I'm working with her to learn some commands, and have found that she already knows a few (I guess from her former owners). She's pretty good at responding to me, except when she's just not ready to come in! With that in mind, look at this picture and tell me what you think this Westie girl is saying to me! I'll go first.

Me: Savannah! Time to come inside!

Savannah: That's the funniest thing I've heard all day!

or...

Savannah: You're cracking me up, Mom!

OK. Your turn. Fill in the caption!

Rag Quilts for My Grand Boys

2011-04-23T11:39:00.000-05:00

A few weeks ago I saw a quilting blog that featured a Rag Quilt, something I've never tried before. It looked so cute and an idea started forming in my head for making this kind of quilt for my grandboys. The blog featured a fabric kit called "Charm Pack" and I set out to the fabric store in search of one. Using the charm pack and following the easy directions, this quilt emerged for Andrew.

Using only the charm pack pieces, I felt the quilt was a little too small if the intended purpose was to use at the park or for picnics. So I found some material that matched one of the squares and put a five inch border all around it. Now it's just perfect for Andrew, even for a nap.

My friend, Ruth, sent me a tutorial to make a pillowcase (I'll post more about that later), and I jumped on that with a quick trip back to the fabric store and bought some coordinating material to make a pillowcase.

Once I had Andrew's quilt done and had all that experience stored up, I started the process over again with a quilt for Adrian. He is so fond of trains right now and I found this adorable train material that worked well even for blocks sewn side by side. Each block is "quilted" individually, then sewn together in strips that will become rows to be sewn together until your quilt is the size you desire. The seams are all on the "right" side of the material so that once they have been fringed, washing them brings about the "ragged" look.

Look how cute the ragged seams are! I should add that the back of the quilt looks like a "normal" quilt and the "X's" give it a finished look.

I went back to the fabric store and bought extra material to make a matching pillowcase for Adrian. His quilt is a little bit bigger and he'll be able to take it to Kid's Day Out for his naptime quilt. He can even play with his little trains on it, letting his imagination run wild! I guess you might say I let my imagination run wild with these Rag Quilts!

A Little Bit of Cuteness

2011-04-18T13:16:00.000-05:00

Savannah has brought a lot of "life" into our home since she moved in almost a month ago. Certainly she has me up and on my feet much more than usual. Graham too. We walk at least once a day, sometimes twice. And she is always anxious to get outside and chase the squirrels in the back yard. They have her figured out now and tease her without mercy. She has calmed down a lot and can now stay outside by herself (with me watching from the window) for longer periods of time.

One of the unforeseen bonuses of a younger dog is her zest for play! She has two balls - one tennis ball and another with a loud squeaky - that she loves to chase. And guess who has caught on to the game? Our fearless number two grandson, Andrew! I really must get a video of him ~ with sound ~ throwing the balls to Savannah. He giggles and giggles as she runs after first, one, then the other, sometimes trying to get both balls in her mouth. Then she reverts to playing soccer with one and that's when Andrew can get it and throw it for her again.

A new term I hear a lot these days on the news is "unexpected consequences." Usually these are of the bad variety, but there is one unexpected consequence that is quite welcome. With Andrew's fearless playing with Savannah, he is coaxing his big brother to lay aside his fear of the doggie and join in the play. I couldn't get a picture of Adrian throwing the ball this morning, but he is making great progress in feeling that Savannah is really going to be his friend. And I will get that picture - soon!

Home Farming in the City

2011-04-17T16:12:00.000-05:00

For as long as I can remember I have loved home grown tomatoes. My grandmother had tomato plants in her garden, my Daddy had them in his, and I have them in mine. So I've been a "city farmer" for a long time. Now that Graham is retired and has the time, he has developed an interest in gardening. So this year will be a little different and more expansive than before.

Here is the first tomato of the season, from our "Bush Goliath" tomato plant. He leaves lots of baby tomatoes on the bush!

One of my most favorite veggies to grow - Kentucky wonder Beans! They're quick, they're easy,and they make lots of beans! There are also spring onions and radishes in this container.

Here's that Bush Goliath and several of the maturing tomatoes. We have four other plants - an Early Girl, two Romas and a Juliet. (No, not Romeo and Juliet!) All have flowers and little baby tomatoes, but Bush Goliath is ahead of the pack in production.

These are Graham's potatoes. I ordered this potato bag in a kit from Gardener's Supply along with a bag of Maine seed potatoes. These are just coming up. When we drove through Maine last fall, we were given some tips about the potatoes - how they grow and when to know they are ready for harvest. Very timely!

This is the second year I've grown herbs. Meredith has encouraged me by showing me how to cook with them. I have basil, mint and parsley. In the rose garden there are three Rosemary plants that I started last year. And yes, I do cook with all of them frequently. Just like the Barefoot Contessa, I can run out to my garden for herbs!

I have to say, though, as proud as I am of my little city garden, my niece in Boerne is growing a "country farm" size garden with something of everything I've ever heard of, and a little of some things I've never heard of! Good for her! She has four boys who are learning a whole lot about growing food and good nutrition to boot. In this day of uncertainty, plus ever increasing prices at the grocery store, we do well to learn the art of growing our own food while we can.

Saturday Pics

2011-04-10T15:07:00.004-05:00

Savannah had another "dip" in the pool on Saturday, trying her best to capture Mr. Polaris! So we decided that would be a good time for a bath. She was already wet, and her feet were mighty dirty! So off to the sink we went. She does pretty well, except for having her head and face washed. We'll have to work on that another time.

She really enjoys chewing on this blue squeaky ball. It's great fun to throw it and have her bring it back. She is learning to leave it at our feet so that we can throw it again... and again! Now here's a pretty portrait! I found some cute scrap material in my quilting closet that makes a nice {but temporary!} bandanna. Savannah is turning into a very pretty Westie girl. As her fur grows out, she is getting her Westie profile back. I think she is as happy to be here as we are to have her.

Smile, Savannah!

I am discovering that she knows some basic commands. Quite by accident I found that when I say "come here!" she will immediately sit in a "down" position. She will sit on command and sometimes will stay when told to. I want to look into PetsMart's training schedule and see if we can get some lessons on walking together. Her attention span is pretty short when we're out and about.

So that was our Saturday. It's now Sunday afternoon, post nap time and just about time to run around that pool again!

Easter Cake

2011-04-06T19:14:00.003-05:00

I'm making this cake for Easter! Since Meredith gave me a choice of salad or dessert, I thought this would be a cute (and easy) thing to make. You can get the picture tutorial here at the Picky Palate. Savannah has pretty much dominated my blogposts lately, so this is a colorful diversion. While I am digressing, let me say that we are now officially Savannah's owners! Her guardian at Westie Rescue called tonight and happily confirmed our decision to keep and love her. I have a couple of projects I'd like to get started on, and then there is the big "renovation" that will begin right after Easter. Our Beth Moore Bible study is finished for now, but I have an interesting video series that will give us six weeks of study, enough to go through the month of May. I'll see who isn't "studied out" and is willing to go six more weeks! Spring is now here, the tomatoes are setting, the beans are growing, and I cut some parsley and basil for my pasta supper tonight. Now, as soon as that pool water is warm enough, Savannah will have some swimming buddies! Bring it on!

Obsession!

2011-04-05T16:27:00.003-05:00

How would you define "obsessed?" The online dictionary defines it as "the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc." I would venture to say that applies to my darling Westie, Savannah! She, more than either of my previous Westies, has some serious obsessions! From the first day she arrived she has been "obsessed" with the Polaris pool cleaner. She has jumped into the pool twice, and now I have limited the running time of the Polaris to an hour and a half. As long as it's not running full steam, she will manage her obsession without leaping into the water. Here is a sampling of her afternoon delight!

Settling In

2011-04-05T15:11:00.003-05:00

It has been thirteen days since Savannah came into our lives. Tomorrow Paula will call from Spring to see if we are going to keep our girl. And I will say, "Yes! We are settling in to life together. Savannah has found her forever home!" We are learning the art of compromise, something the Democrats and Republicans need to learn! Savannah's energy level requires me to take her out on walks twice a day, and to get her in the backyard to chase the squirrels or try to bite the Polaris in the pool. In return, she has agreed to lay at my feet while I'm sewing or working on the computer. In the evening she'll sit by me on the sofa and we'll watch TV together. Yes, we are settling in and getting to know and love one another. She is not Maggie, and she'll never replace Treasure. She's Savannah, an independent but very loving Westie, who is quickly finding her place in my heart.

Silly Puppy!

2011-03-31T18:11:00.003-05:00

I have mentioned that Savannah has this thing about water. I thought at first it was limited to her nemesis, Mr. Polaris. How wrong I was! She goes nuts when Graham gets the watering can ready to water his tomatoes. For some reason she believes she can bite the water and... what? I'm not sure what she is trying to accomplish, but she is absolutely obsessed with trying!

Once he has emptied the contents of the watering can and she is thoroughly drenched, she takes off into the grass to "dry off" which, in Westie terms, is just rubbing all the leaves and dirt into her face! I have seen this technique in all three of my Westies, so I'm wondering if there is some "How-To" book that all baby Westies read to prepare themselves for Westiehood. They are so cute, and consequently there is never a dull moment around here!

Lovin' the Great Outdoors

2011-03-28T17:32:00.003-05:00

Savannah had her first appointment with Dr. Earl today. I was bracing myself, knowing that he and his caring staff would remember my last visit with Treasure. And, in fact, I did tear up a little when Dr. Earl came into the exam room, looking both surprised and ear-to-ear smilingly pleased. He was more than happy to take her as his patient. After checking her over and looking through her records, he pronounced her a healthy and very lucky little dog. After we got home, Savannah requested some time in the backyard to run, bark, and tease us with her pool antics. I know as soon as swimming season is here (whenever the water is warm enough to get in!), we will be swimming with a little white dog! The first thing she does when I open the door is shoot out across the patio and race around the perimeter of the pool. Then she takes off, looking for the squirrels in the tall oak trees.

This is a rare moment captured by the camera. She is seldom still long enough for me to get a clear portrait. I'm sure she was contemplating which direction to dart off to!

There is her nemesis, Mr. Polaris! I can't let her out when that thing is going full speed. To Savannah, it is a living, breathing monster that deserves to be conquered, Westie style! I'm grateful to know that all her senses are sharp and alert. But it sure keeps me on the watch for unexpected movements. I do believe my life is undergoing another "change!" (I've already done that other change!) But I also believe that Savannah and I will age together most gracefully, just as her name demands!

Field Trip to Petco

2011-03-26T11:36:00.003-05:00

I took Savannah to Petco this morning to broaden her horizons and to pick out a new squeaky toy. She still needs a few lessons in "manners," but is doing remarkably well on her leash and in public. She saw one little dog in the store and wanted so badly to be friends.

As we walked through the store, we picked out one tennis ball, a dental health squeaky toy that looks like a veggie tales eggplant, a hair brush, and a bag of grain-free crunchy treats. She sniffed every reachable crack and crevice that we walked past!

Her foster mom, Paula, said she loved her squeaky toy, and she was right! Here she is showing Graham just how much he loves this one! Look at that Westie smile!

We are continuing to get to know each other. Last night she came back up to my room to sleep on the bed with me. And she's getting a little better in the backyard around the pool - unless the polaris is running! I have reset its timer to run only two hours around noon. That should help a lot.

My little grandsons have given her mixed reviews! Adrian wants to see her, but doesn't want her close to him at all. Her sharp Westie bark is still a little scary. Andrew is just dying to touch her nose! He will walk up real close with his finger pointing toward it, and then pull his hand away at the last minute - sort of a Lucy maneuver when Charlie Brown tries to kick the football! In time they will get used to her and hopefully become fast friends. She has extended her paw of friendship and just waits for them to accept it.

Finally, she has laid her squeaky toy aside and is now snoozing on the floor beside me. Peace, blessed peace!

Here She Is... Sassy Savannah

2011-03-24T19:10:00.003-05:00

We brought home a sixteen pound bundle of energy packaged in a white furry body yesterday! Meet Sassy Savannah Wilson! She is friendly, energetic, affectionate, energetic, and did I say energetic! Goodness, gracious! She is non-stop movement in every waking moment. I am learning that she needs lots of restraint while she's getting to know her new home.

She did very well in the car coming home from Houston. She loves squeaky toys and played with a couple of them for about an hour. It was her job to keep Graham awake at the wheel! After a potty stop, she dozed off and on until we got home.

She is always smiling! Her personality is very upbeat and inquisitive. There's an adventure in every moment and she means to capture every one. She's also a jumper and has mastered every piece of furniture in the house. She may be short, but there's no limit to her jumping ability!

She loves the outdoors. I discovered this morning she also loves the swimming pool! She tried to catch the polaris as it was cleaning and jumped right in after it! The good news is that she can swim and get to the steps to get out. And she loved every minute of it! Thankfully her hair is real short and she dries off quickly. She announced her arrival to all the squirrels in the area and already has set the neighboring dogs in order. Any cat who dares to come into her yard will soon be regretting that decision. So she sits on top of the couch in the patio room and watches the backyard for movement of any kind, then loudly reports her findings to the rest of the house.

She went with me to Bible study today and was royally celebrated by her new "sistas" and her new friend Jefferson Lincoln White. It may take a little while for her to settle into a calmer routine, and this senior citizen may have to double up on the vitamin regimen in the meantime to keep up with her. She is definitely my "Sassy" Savannah!

We're One Step Closer

2011-03-21T12:24:00.003-05:00

***UPDATE***

The home visit went well and Savannah will be picked up on Wednesday!

Pictures will follow!

I have had several email "conversations" with the Houston Rescue group concerning our adoption of a darling Westie girl named Savannah. They are satisfied that we will make a great home for this Westie, and we are satisfied that Savannah will make a great companion for us. All we are waiting on now is a home visit from a volunteer from the local Scottie Club. Once that is done, we will schedule our trip to Spring, Texas to pick up our girl.

I have been very sensitive to clues that "the time is right" for this adoption. The first inquiry I made did not feel right. I had no peace about the move and we decided to wait until our remodeling was complete. Then we learned that the construction won't even start for several weeks and I began to look again. Savannah was the second dog I inquired about. It was something in her eyes in one of her pictures that pierced my heart and made me realize that this time is the right time. And then, on Saturday during our garage sale, a buyer drove up in a truck in which he had two Westies in the front seat. I went to the window to see them and immediately got Westie kisses! That was it - my confirmation!

We're just waiting now for the home visit and hopefully will have our little girl home by the weekend. Pictures to follow!

Starting the Process

2011-03-16T20:53:00.004-05:00

I've started the ball rolling toward adopting another deserving Westie. I have been watching petfinder.com for several weeks, listening to my heart for the right moment to proceed. I had a couple of false starts while we were in the planning stage of some remodeling. But I think the time is now right and we are ready to move ahead.

This little Westie girl is called Savannah by her foster mom. I just completed the second step in the process of adoption tonight with a phone call from the Houston Rescue association. Savannah was taken in as a stray and has been in foster care for about six weeks. She has been spayed, is housebroken, gets along well with other dogs (this is important to Jefferson!), and is healthy and ready for a forever home.

Her foster mom, Paula, says she has a very sweet disposition, but is also very playful and "vocal." She appears to be around three years old. The one question I failed to ask is whether she enjoys taking daily walks. But, knowing Westies, I am sure that will become the highlight of her day!

There is something about her eyes in this picture that makes me think that Treasure is telling me that the time is right. If the next step in the process - the home inspection - goes well, we may be able to go pick her up next week. That will give her three or four weeks to adjust to her new home before the construction crew comes in. And she'll have at least one session at Bible study to get to know her new "sistas" and meet Jefferson.

So I guess it's time to go shopping for new bedding and toys, Wee Bits and some grain-free treats. I'll be back with more news as I get it. And hopefully, very soon, I can introduce you to Miss Savannah Wilson!

What to Do... and When to Do It

2011-02-18T18:29:00.003-06:00

A few days ago I began to look online at Petfinder at the adoptable Westies in South Texas. I felt that my heart was beginning to heal and open up to another little dog. Right now there are not many Westie girls available, so I wrote an email to my friend, and Treasure's foster mom, to get some advice.

Barbara has been so encouraging, giving me names and contact numbers of several people, including a reputable breeder in Central Texas. I was prepared to give phone calls to some of them when one of my "cyber-friends" on Ebay unexpectedly had to have her beloved dog put down. This Ebay community is made up of dog owner/lovers, many of whom have Westies or other terriers, and we have developed a very close kinship with one another. Most of us have lost a dog, many of them in the last two years.

So when this latest event occurred to a friend, it brought back all the emotion and heartbreak I had experienced with Treasure. Tears flowed again. We have all brought back sweet memories of our "furkids" and have tried to comfort one another as best we could.

Needless to say, this has put my quest on indefinite hold. My heart still longs for another Westie to fill this house with love and frivolity as only a Westie can. But the timing is off track for the moment. I am still grieving for my little companion and that would not be fair to a new dog with special needs, as most rescues are. It's sort of like dating on the rebound - everyone is bound to get hurt.

So I will share some photo memories of Treasure and begin the healing process all over again. And when the time is right, I'll pick up the search where I left off.

Here she is at ages 6-9 and 13 (in the lower right corner.)

Except for the duplicate in the upper right corner, these are ages 10-13, after she was diagnosed with cancer.

Happy Valentine's Day!

2011-02-15T07:37:00.003-06:00

The Grand-boys came by yesterday and brought Ludee and Papa this beautiful Valentine. I think it's the nicest Valentine I've ever received. Both boys contributed to the card, but I can see Adrian's growing artistic talent shining through.

It's so much fun to watch them grow and develop their personalities. Both boys are very affectionate, but each is branching out in expression, showing tendencies in different areas. Adrian is three and a half and, apart from being extremely smart, is learning how to communicate his feelings and ideas to the world around him. Kid's Day Out has been a blessing for him to play with other children his age and to interact with adults apart from his immediate family.

Andrew, on the other hand, is our Little Tornado. He hits the ground running, flitting from place to place, taking in every detail of life. He is agile and fast! Nothing gets past his notice, and very little goes untouched by little hands. And yet, he will stop mid-stream and come for a hug and a squeeze - a little respite from his fast-paced world.

We are truly blessed.

Snow in San Antonio... Really???

2011-02-04T08:18:00.003-06:00

Winter came to South Texas this week. This very rare occurrence caused our temperatures to remain below freezing for three straight days. I think the highest temp has been 28 degrees. Even though it's been a personal affront to most of us, we try not to complain loudly because most of the rest of the country is stuck in the deep freeze with mounds of snow paralyzing their areas.

But snow in San Antonio is the rarest of rarities. The last significant snow here occur ed in 1985 when two storms brought 14 inches of white stuff that stopped everyone and everything in their tracks. The forecasts of snow have kept Facebook and Twitter buzzing with anticipation. And sure enough, last night around news time, a frozen mist started to cover our area. Unfortunately, this frozen mist was pretty much all we got and this morning San Antonio is covered in a layer of ice. Anything resembling snow collected on the frozen surfaces of the streets and sidewalks. But even that is pretty. Here is the view from my back and front doors.

The white covering of ice and snow give a nice definition to the pool.

If there is any accumulation in the grass, it can't be seen from my front porch. But the flower bed attracted some of the white stuff.

The sun is peeking out over the roofs across the street. Soon the ice and snow will be a thing of the past and we will wonder if we were just dreaming!

The Best Part of Feeling Good Again..

2011-01-29T19:19:00.002-06:00

After the Christmas/New Year break, we made an appointment to see a surgeon, primarily because surgeons will order tests more routinely than other specialists. I had an episode of nausea and vomiting the day after Graham's birthday, the day we were coming home from the coast.

So in early January we saw the doctor and scheduled a test to see how my gall bladder was functioning. By the time the test day rolled around I realized that I had been feeling well since the first of January. I still had the annoying and very un-ladylike belching, but the nausea was gone and my appetite was coming back.

The test was easy, albeit boring, as I had to lie very still for an hour and a half. And a week later, the results were in and I learned that I have a very happy, well functioning gall bladder! And I have officially declared myself healed! The mystery may forever remain just that, but I have my suspicions as to what may have happened.

I remember that at a dinner in Halifax on September 11th I tasted something unpleasant in my salad and put it aside. By the next morning I was feeling a little queasy as we set out on the coach for Digby and a lunch of bay scallops. By lunchtime I was in no position to eat scallops and had to choke down the birthday cupcake presented to me by the waitstaff. I just didn't feel right until we got home two days later.

The rest of September and half of October were devoted to caring for Treasure. She was failing quickly and her care required a 24/7 attention with several vet visits. I had no time to see about my own health until after she was gone. Within ten days I began the two month saga of cyclical illness. Looking back from today's perspective, I think there must have been a bug or germ of some sort in the salad at Halifax, something that took up residence in my immune-compromised body. Graham says I should have taken antibiotics right off the bat, and this time I agree with him.

The irony of all of this is that I ate that salad on the day before my 65th birthday, and all of my doctor appointments and tests have been covered by Medicare! That in itself is enough to make a sick person well! And I know that I have healthy organs because they've all been looked at!

And what is the best part of feeling well again? Eating well again! Actually, I lost around ten pounds throughout my saga, have put five back on, but we have changed our whole dining routine to try to stay healthy. A good breakfast every morning and "dinner" for lunch gives us a reason to eat a light meal at supper. Graham has lost eleven pounds and we are both happier to be eating less at night. And that gross belching is almost a thing of the past. (Mother would be so relieved!)

Today I made a pineapple pie from a recipe on Pioneer Woman's blog. It was a pie her grandmother used to make so I knew it would be good. My crockpot has become my Sunday best friend. I can cook a chicken or roast while we are in Sunday school and church and have a sumptuous lunch waiting for us at home.

So go ahead, have a piece of pie... it's delicious!

For the recipe, click here.

Back with an Apology

2011-01-08T09:06:00.002-06:00

I have stayed away from this blog for a few weeks because, every time I get a new answer from a doctor, my body makes a liar out of me. Since my last post I have had three more episodes of nausea and vomiting. I took a chance and made reservations in Rockport for Graham's birthday and ended up barfing in the car on the way home. I'm a mess.

My latest effort at discovery is an appointment with a surgeon. Graham's brother Pat informed us that a surgeon was most likely to order specific tests to pinpoint a problem and pointed us to a surgeon he knows. I'm to have a gallbladder function test next week. Apparently you don't have to have gall stones to have a bad gallbladder.

Meanwhile, I take my good days as a gift from God. I'm anxious to get my life back on track. I'll be back when I have some news.

Suddenly, I'm Better

2010-12-17T15:17:00.002-06:00

I have no explanation. Last week I was still "bubbling" and "burping" and feeling queasy every evening. I tried two different prescription meds from the doctor that resulted in another episode of nausea on Tuesday. I quickly took an anti-nausea pill in the morning which let me sleep for the next 24 hours (off and on.) During one of my conversations with God about this dilemma, I admitted that I had run out of ideas, was really tired of going to doctors and taking medicine, and just asked for mercy.

So... on Wednesday I put away the IBS meds and the laxatives. They were just making me feel bad. I went back to my usual vitamins and Niacin and added the Pepcid. And we determined to eat only freshly cooked and very bland food, which means we are eating veggies and fruits and chicken and eggs.

I woke up on Thursday morning feeling pretty good. I fixed up some very plain potato salad - that tasted soooo good! We had that with cold cuts and fresh fruit. As I was getting ready for bed I realized that I still felt good and the "bubbling" was much less intense. That night I thanked God for His mercy. And today I have felt almost normal - praise Him!

One suggestion that I think I can live with came from a doctor friend of Meredith's who, after hearing her describe the symptoms, asked if I had been under any undue stress recently. She said, "As a matter of fact, she just lost her dog last month." And since this all started about a week after Treasure died, I have to believe that my body just let go and my immune system nearly shut down.

My heart has been healing - slowly - and I am recognizing that I don't need to be a hero and withhold my feelings of grief. I just read a book by Mark Levin ("Rescuing Sprite") about his sorrowful journey with an elderly dog who had to be put to sleep. I identified with so many of his thoughts and emotions as he struggled to come to grips with what had to be done. Writing was cathartic for him, and I believe it might be time for me to start writing about Treasure. I have a file in my computer for "Treasure's Tales" and it's just sitting there waiting for me to open it.

And suddenly, I'm feeling better.

Tasty Christmas Cookies

2010-12-10T18:24:00.003-06:00

Every December I look for new and different Christmas cookies to try. Some are winners, most leave something to be desired! This week I have tried out three new recipes (all from Pioneer Woman's Tasty Kitchen) and two out of the three are definitely keepers!

The cookies on the left side of the plate are called "Amy's Raspberry Almond Thumbprint Cookies." The great thing about this cookie is that you are almost guaranteed to have all the ingredients in your pantry. The shortbread cookie is made from butter, sugar, flour and almond or vanilla extract. Any jam you have around works, and the glaze is just powdered sugar and water (or milk.) The recipe can be found here. I hate having to pick just one flavor of jam, so I used the three I had in my refrigerator and mixed them up!

The cookie on the other side of the plate is called "Oatmeal Cranberry Chocolate Spice Cookie" and it is really yummy. It takes just a little longer to prepare, and you will have most of the ingredients in your pantry. I had to make a grocery run to get the oats, cranberries and chocolate chips, but as long as you have eggs and shortening, the rest are staples. These may look like your every day oatmeal/chocolate chip cookie, but you'll be pleasantly surprised from the taste of the allspice and cinnamon. The recipe for this wonderful cookie is found here. The recommendation is for very large cookies. I made mine the regular size and got four dozen minus one from the batch. I also baked mine for a full 14 minutes. I made no substitutions, but this cookie would work well with a variety of fruits or nuts. Have fun with it!

Unraveling the Mystery

2010-12-07T18:07:00.003-06:00

I got word yesterday from the allergist that the tests for pepper allergy all came back negative. So, no allergies to peppers, just sensitivity to them. It's nice to know that an accidental pepper won't close up my airway!

After another episode last week, we finally convinced the gastroenterologist to run some tests for a parasite or an infection. I will find out tomorrow what the results are. This would be the easy answer, because there's a medication I can take that will kill that bug.

Meanwhile, I felt well enough yesterday and today to do some Christmas baking. I poked around on Pioneer Woman's Tasty Kitchen site and found several cookie recipes that look wonderful. And PW had an interesting recipe for Fruitcake Cookies that I copied and adapted to my taste. Here's what I have accomplished:

This is my adaptation of the fruitcake cookie. I made them in small and smaller cupcake papers to closely resemble one of my favorite Christmas finds - Little Puds. PW's recipe called for brandy as the liquid in the recipe, but I substituted Apple juice, just in case my grandson takes a liking to this cookie. They are so moist and fruity. You can check Pioneer Woman's website for the original recipe.

The recipe made 24 tiny cupcakes and 18 small ones. I put a little powdered sugar glaze (mixed with apple juice) on these to make them prettier.

This is a recipe for thumbprint cookies that I got from Tasty Kitchen. The cookie is an easy shortbread, filled with your favorite jam. Because it's impossible for me to choose, I used three different jams. Can't wait to try one of these. I still have a few more recipes I want to try. I think the mailperson (ours is a gal) will be very happy this December!

Food Allergies - a Pain in the Gut!

2010-11-16T10:02:00.002-06:00

I have known for a very long time that I can't eat Bell peppers. I would get bad indigestion from them which sometimes lasted a couple days. So I've always been pretty careful to avoid any food that might be cooked with them.

It seems that my bouts with Bell pepper-related indigestion have been occurring more frequently in recent years (coinciding with the aging process!) and have gotten a little more severe in my reaction to them. I've tried to stay away from the term "allergy", choosing rather to claim a "sensitivity" to the enzyme in them.

As Graham and I have been able to travel more extensively since his retirement, I notice that I need to be more careful with my diet, especially in foreign countries. Since we began traveling with Grand Circle, however, some of that burden has been transferred to the company. This was especially true when we took a river trip in France. Upon notification of my "allergy" the Kitchen manager hovered over my meals every day, assuring a pepper free environment for me to enjoy! It was touching, but more than that, very health-full.

And that brings me to the subject of this post. For several months I have been experiencing symptoms of something more than indigestion with just about everything I eat. One or two days a week I would feel badly enough to postpone appointments and stay in bed. After Treasure died it seemed that my body just let down and the aggravating distress took over. Finally, I had had enough and called the gastroenterologist for an appointment.

After a check of my esophagus, stomach, small intestine, and ultrasound of my upper organs, the preliminary finding was gastritis. All the test results were negative, which should have made me very happy. But I still had this growing problem that produced very unladylike belches. And I was getting little help from the doctor.

So, the day after the unproductive appointment I began to search the internet for causes. I put in Bell pepper allergies on a whim and hit the jackpot! Among the foods that contain the enzyme that causes the allergy were sweet pepper, paprika, green pepper, hot pepper, red pepper, cayenne pepper, pimiento, and Mexican peppers. My little nemesis has friends! And the reactions from this allergy range from itching to rash to belching to constricted breathing and death. Yikes!

Graham went straight to the refrigerator and began looking at labels. You can't imagine how many processed foods contain some fashion of one of these peppers. We threw out several bottles of salad dressing, a half eaten container of pimento cheese (my favorite), several boxes of flavored crackers and chips. I came to the conclusion that I have been systematically poisoning myself for years.

I think it will take some time to rid my system from the months of eating these foods, but I am already feeling the cleansing effects in my body. I'm grateful for the results of the tests which show a generally healthy inside of me. And am so appreciative of the technology we now take for granted called the internet. When used for good it can be a godsend. I consider the information I got from it to be "God-sent."

A Few of Her Favorite Things

2010-10-23T16:52:00.007-05:00

Treasure, in true Westie fashion, developed quite a few preferences that she insisted be a part of her daily activities. Her vocabulary increased as we discovered these favorite things of hers. One of them was to take a ride in the car. We had various car seats for her, most of which she was quite satisfied to ride in, for they lifted her up to the window so she could see the world around her. All I had to say was, "Let's go ride in the car!" and she would be waiting for me at the door to the garage, ready to go wherever I would take her.

Her next most favorite activity was taking our daily walks. Except for the times I was out of town, I can count on one hand the number of days we missed our walk together. Seriously, she simply would not let a day go by that we didn't take some kind of walk. If I even mentioned the word "walk" she would dance and somersault all the way to the front door. She loved everyone we met along the way, and there was not a dog she didn't befriend. There was only one thing she couldn't understand - what does "Keep off the grass" mean?

The first time we took her with us to visit the Whites and Jefferson, Treasure was captivated by all the critters in their backyard sanctuary (known as Critter Creek.) She stood in the window, watching squirrels, birds and deer for the longest time. She would chase a squirrel or two in our back yard, but never saw a congregation of squirrels such as in Critter Creek.

Treasure loved to get up on the back of our squishy leather sofas, usually when one of her favorite persons was sitting or lying on it. If afforded her a seat as close as possible to her person, got her out of reach of little grandchildren, and was soft enough to make a comfortable napping spot. We often found her on top of the sofa at Jo's or Meredith's house as well.

Treasure had been with us only a year when we first took her out to our ranch in Bandera. She proved to us how really tough a Westie can be, supervising the gathering of rocks, or watching the cows come up for feed. She even got a kick out of walking in the creek and getting herself thoroughly wet and dirty, then sleeping in the back seat of the truck all the way back home.

When Meredith was pregnant with Adrian I took a class to learn how to quilt. I fixed up the small bedroom upstairs with a nice table and my sewing machine and always had some project going. That meant that piles of fabric were always laid out on the table and quilt pieces were stacked up everywhere. Treasure learned that she could jump on a chair to get up on the sewing table and settle in on whatever fabric was handy. I rarely worked on a quilt that she didn't supervise closely, if not on top of the table, then right at my feet.

The finishing part of all the quilts I have made always took place on the floor of one room in the house. There was not a single quilt that did not get the Westie stamp of approval before I could finish it. Treasure always found a spot to sleep on during the pinning process. Her little habit prompted me to wash every quilt before I gave it away!

This sweet little dog brought a huge personality with her when she came into my life. Every day was filled with routine that never grew old. Every day held an adventure she wanted to share. As long as we did it together, her heart was happy. I will remember a few of her favorite things, and that will make my heart happy too.

Treasure and Jefferson - a Special Friendship

2010-10-18T20:09:00.003-05:00

Treasure had a special friendship with a very unique poodle named Jefferson White. Their "people" are great friends, so it was only natural that these two pooches would spend time together. In fact, Jefferson and Treasure were Bible study mates for a couple of years. They got into a little mischief at times, but were usually the model of sanctification during these meetings! It is in this vein that I wish to tell the following story ~ an important part of Treasure's last tale ~ interspersed with pictures of them together.

Treasure is willing to share her most favorite man with her friend.

Thursday morning, once I recognized what needed to happen that day and had made our appointment, I asked Graham to call Jo and let her know that I wouldn't be at Bible study that day and to explain why. And as soon as Lois came to Jo's door, she was informed of my decision and set wheels in motion for Doug and Jefferson to come with her to Dr. Earl's office and meet us there. It seemed most fitting as they were the ones who introduced us to Dr. Earl and accompanied us to that first appointment.

Jefferson invited Treasure to ride with him on his motorcycle, though it appears that Treasure is not too sure of his driving skills.

Once we were situated in the exam room and Treasure was comfortably settled on the table, Jefferson hopped up beside her and began sniffing and kissing her all over. He had such concern for her and couldn't take his eyes away from her. Even when Dr. Earl came into the room, his focus remained on Treasure. Lois held him throughout the procedure and then allowed him to inspect her little lifeless body. Then she sent him out to the waiting room with Doug and Graham and he began to cry in his loud, cat-like voice.

Treasure and Jefferson enjoyed a rare moment of quiet together on a sunny winter afternoon. Treasure loved watching the squirrels and birds that live in Critter Creek outside this window.

This might have been the end of an isolated episode had it not been for a visit we made to the White's house on Saturday. We had gone over to discuss a river trip with them and I had no sooner sat down on the sofa when Lois let Jeffie out of his room upstairs. He bounded down the stairs and nearly flew through the air to the sofa, whereupon he began to smother me with kisses. He stayed on my lap for the longest time and, when Lois finally put him down, he ran over to Graham and did the same to him! It was remarkable in that Jefferson had always deferred my lap to Treasure. But now he seemed to be telling me that he knew and that he understood. It was an extraordinary moment, one I will not soon forget.

Treasure's Final Tale

2010-10-15T09:21:00.009-05:00

This is the post I never wanted to write. Yesterday we took our beloved Treasure to Dr. Earl and released her from her struggle with cancer. She was first diagnosed on August 28, 2008 and given two months to live. I took her to Dr. Earl on September 29, 2008 and she thrived under his care for the next 24 1/2 months.

When we returned home from France in June, the ultrasound check showed that her cancer had begun to grow. She was showing more signs of her health deteriorating as we approached the time of our departure for Canada. When we returned from that trip Treasure, I think, sensed that the end was near. Her appetite waned and she began losing weight. Her back legs were making it very hard for her to take her walks and I would invariably have to carry her home each time we went out.

One thing that never diminished was her Westie spirit. If I even looked like I was heading to the front door, she would dance all the way and beat me there, wagging her tail in anticipation of the great outdoors. Mostly we would just go walk around the yard, slipping around and through the bushes in the garden. Thursday morning we just sat together in the grass, warmed by the sunshine. Meredith and Murphy had both come by at lunchtime. Treasure even shared a bite of fajita from Murphy, the only food she had eaten in two days.

I had called Dr. Earl's office earlier in the morning, and told them that we were ready for her "quality of life" appointment. He told me last week that she would know and would let me know when the time was right. All day Wednesday her eyes were telling me that she was no longer able to find comfort in her struggle. Her legs were being affected by the growing tumor, yet in her Westie determination, she could still, remarkably, climb up the twelve steps to "our room" where my computer and sewing machine are - a room where we shared so many hours together, a room that will hold many memories in the days to come.

As I watched her nap, just hours before her final appointment, I was reminded of a poem shared by an internet friend years ago, and I knew that I couldn't reverse the progress of this day.

If It Should Be

If it should be that I grow weak,

And pain should keep me from my sleep,

Then you must do what must be done,

For this last battle cannot be won.

You will be sad, I understand,

Don't let your grief then stay your hand,

For this day more than all the rest,

Your love for me must stand the test.

We've had so many happy years,

What is to come can hold no fears,

You'd not want me to suffer so,

The time has come, please let me go.

Take me where my need they'll tend,

And please stay with me until the end.

I know in time that you will see,

The kindness that you did for me.

Although my tail its last has waved,

From pain and suffering I've been saved.

Please do not grieve, it must be you

Who had this painful thing to do.

We've been so close, we two, these years,

Don't let your heart hold back its tears.

Author Unknown

So, with the heaviest heart, Graham and I took my precious Treasure to Dr. Earl yesterday afternoon. Our friends, Lois and Doug with Jefferson, met us there and, as a family, we loved Treasure through her final minutes. She was handled with such love and care by Dr. Earl and his staff, and as much care and love was given to me and I am forever grateful.

This blog post is going to serve as grief-therapy for me, so please forgive me if I bring you to tears. I have picked just a few pictures of some of the aspects of Treasure's personality. There are many more and I will probably post more in the days ahead. When she first came to us I wrote short stories about her called "Treasure's Tales". This may be the final tale in her story, but it also may motivate me to go back into the archives and tell her stories all over again.

Treasure, after successfully opening her Christmas present from Auntie Jo, takes her bounty into her favorite closet to enjoy all by herself!

Following our return from France, I got the message loud and clear that if I were planning to go somewhere, Treasure was going to go with me!

Murphy adored Treasure and worked diligently to train her to sit up and beg for her treats.

When I began quilting, Treasure spent many happy hours in the vicinity of my work. Sometimes she was on the floor by my feet, but more often she preferred the tabletop where there were always stacks of fabric to snooze on. She was my quilt tester and has been photographed on almost all of the quilts I've made.

Here she comes up the stairs! She would start at the bottom and in one long breath run nonstop up to the top. Because she always wanted to be wherever I was, this would occur multiple times a day. Unbelievably, she did this on the morning of her homegoing.

My sweet Treasure came into my life as a six year old on Valentine's Day, 2004. We loved each other the moment our eyes met and shared that bond until her very last breath. Rest in peace, little angel.

Back Home

2010-09-20T15:28:00.003-05:00

Sheesh! I've been back for almost a week. I should have gotten my life back to normal by now! I mean, we were only two time zones away.

I did come home to a busy period, however. We did all the washing and folding in two days, and then I had the task of final editing, printing and binding Sunday school workbooks. Plus, when I transferred both my and Graham's photos to my external drive, there were 2076 pics to go through and edit! I'd like to pare them down a whole lot. And eventually I'll get around to making my picture book.

So, lots to do. Two little grandsons to hug. Treasure to walk. Laundry to pick up. Lessons to complete. Pictures to edit. Bills to pay. I had to pack two weeks' worth of living into a weekend! I hope to get some pictures posted here soon. And I hope Bill gets some of his photos on a disc for me soon as well. Between the three of us, we got some mighty fabulous pictures. Each of us has a different eye for photography, so it will be interesting to see the different points of view.

We were describing our trip to the Sunday school class yesterday. Graham, always looking at the glass half empty, was giving his view of the negative side of Canada. And little ole optimistic me kept interrupting him with the brighter side of things. One member finally piped up, "Did you all go on the same trip?" Peals of laughter brought us back to the realization that we really do see things from different colored glasses. I'll try to show you that in our photos.

Bar Harbor, Maine

2010-09-03T17:30:00.004-05:00

Disclaimer: These pictures are in backward order! (A little quirk from blogspot! Plus, it deleted a couple of my pics - maybe I can repost them another time.)

So.... Here we are at a little restaurant in Bar Harbor called Parkside on the Green. We each had fish and chips, which was a fried haddock, and quite tasty.

Our morning was spent at the Acadia National Park, just minutes from our hotel. This park takes up most of the island of Mt. Desert, but we only toured about a third of it. The storm was stirring up the tides and this picture was taken at a place called Thunder Hole (which is the next picture.)
Because of the uncertainty of the hurricane, the rangers closed off the area jutting out, but from our vantage point we could still see and hear the thundering waves coming into this little cove.

This lake has a "seasonal" sandy beach. In the winter the tides wash the sand out into the bay, and then it is washed back in as the weather warms in the spring.

This is a view of the porcupine islands from the highest point of Cadillac Mountain in the park. I guess the haze is caused by the impending storm.

On Thursday night we had a lobster bake at the Bar Harbor Inn, right down on the harbor. We went out just in time to see the sky changing color as the sun went down.

We each had a plate with a big lobster, boiled potatoes, cole slaw and corn on the cob. Dessert was a slice of delicious blueberry pie. (I ate it before I remembered to take its picture!)

This is the Bar Harbor Inn where we had our dinner. It's a lovely hotel right on the harbor. There's a nice park adjacent to the hotel, and then the dock where lots of boats can be chartered for fishing or whale watching.

We have been so fortunate to have wonderful weather thus far. Although it's been a little warm, we have had abundant sunshine for multiple strolls up and down Main Street. After dinner tonight we noticed some coolness in the air and even a movement of fog coming off the water. The forecast is for rain tonight and most of tomorrow. Our TD says we will not take our cruise on the Bay of Fundy tomorrow, but might possibly do that on Sunday. So all is not lost to the weather! I'll try to keep the blog updated often.

Leaving in the Morning

2010-08-31T19:52:00.002-05:00

We leave on the early flight to Dallas tomorrow morning where we'll meet up with Bill and fly together to Boston for the first night of our tour. God willing, we will go through Maine, up into New Brunswick, Canada, and over to Prince Edward Island and Nova Scotia before returning home. This trip has been six months in the planning and even accommodated a schedule change. So it's certainly not intentional that we might be heading into a hurricane!

I am of the opinion that, since Katrina, the news media and even the weather outlets all exaggerate the intensity of these storms. Generally they turn out to be a lot less destructive than predicted. But I believe that is because everybody missed the seriousness of Katrina so thoroughly. That said, I'm confident that we'll be safe and even experience some nice weather. We are so hoping for any temperatures lower than 80 degrees!

In my research on the hotels we will be in, it appears that every one has internet service in the rooms. So I will be able to post pictures and comments here on the blog and also on Facebook. I hope you'll enjoy following us around the Canadian Maritimes.

Big Kids and Grand Kids

2010-08-15T15:02:00.005-05:00

Yesterday Meredith hosted Adrian's third birthday party and I remarked once again how "traditional" my daughter is in bringing together friends and family for certain events. She is the one who insists on turkey and dressing every Thanksgiving, and establishes a Christmas routine for her children that, hopefully, they will never grow away from. Thus far Adrian's parties have centered more on family and the values of inter-generational relationships. There is no greater joy for a parent than to see ones children grow into adulthood and prosper in relationship and personal fulfillment. (3 John 1:4)

So here a few glimpses of my sweet, wonderful children and grands...

Cristian, holding ten month old Andrew, has taken to fatherhood in a most natural way.

Adrian is learning how to blow the train whistle - takes an awful lot of practice, but he'll master it soon and will rival the trains passing through the neighborhood.

"Thomas the Train" was the theme for the day and everyone was sporting an appropriate bandanna to prove it.

Andrew may have been the littlest engineer. He crawled out of the bandanna in short order.

Adrian is quite fond of his Uncle Furfy (Murphy) and gave him the seat next to the seat of honor.

My traditional daughter is one fabulous Mommy and she radiates when she's holding one of her babies.

Here is one happy three year old, basking in the admiration of his extended family - Uncle Pat, Aunt Judy, Mimi & Dah, Auntie Jo, Uncle Furfy, and Papa & Ludee.

Not quite the center of attention, Andrew nevertheless enjoyed the commotion brought on by his brother's celebration. Just wait - October's coming!

A Special Birthday Today

2010-08-14T09:31:00.008-05:00

August 14, 2010

Three years ago today. That's the day my first grandchild was born! It was also the first time I had ever experienced the birth of a baby in a state of consciousness! You see, I had been given amnesiac drugs at the births of my two children and have no memory of participation in their delivery. When Meredith first approached me about being with them for Adrian's birth, I wasn't really sure it was my place to be there. But I am so glad I went and was there to assist!

August 14, 2007

Much growing up has occurred over the last three years. Adrian has passed all the milestones for a three year old. He will move into a new stage of his life in September when he ventures off to Mother's Day Out. He'll begin to form friendships and bond with kids his age. He'll no longer be a baby and we'll wonder where that little boy has gone. It happens with every child, but deep inside we're never really prepared to let them move on.

July 3, 2010

Thank goodness for pictures that capture those moments, pieces of time that can never be duplicated. Preserved not only in our memories, but on film, in photo frames, or in our day, on a computer disc.

Happy Birthday, dear Adrian. All my love, Ludee.

Connections

2010-08-05T10:09:00.003-05:00

I am, by nature, a "loner." I prefer a quiet room to crowds, soft music to raucous, a good book to a cocktail party. Given a choice I would read, sew or watch TV in solitude, perhaps with the company of my loyal dog. But I realize there are times when I must make the effort to socialize or there will be consequences to pay.

For instance, last year my siblings-in-law and I discussed the idea of having a "family picnic" in the summer, just an excuse to see each other for an occasion other than wedding or funeral. We talked about it, but did nothing toward it and the summer passed into Fall. Then the unthinkable happened, one of Graham's brothers died suddenly in January and we all realized an opportunity missed which had sad consequences. So this summer, amidst questions of suitability and timeliness, we sent out invitations and got a large portion of family together. One lesson learned.

Then, out of the blue, about a month ago, I received a "friend" request from a woman who is a distant cousin from my mother's side of my family. Maybe she is also looking into her "connections" and felt a pull to search for family members. Whatever the motive I am so glad that she took the initiative and used the technology of social networking to find me. We have already brought each other up to date from over fifty years of separation. Wow!

And just last week I was notified of the death of my last remaining first cousin in Louisiana. He was seven years older than me, the "biggest" cousin who had all the fun, but who the rest of us looked up to as "cool." Floods of memories of summertime visits came over me, and I realized afresh how important being "connected" is. It's who we are, what we are made of, the thing that prompts our behavior.

I still prefer the peace and quiet of being left to my own devices, but I have a fresh perspective of family and friends and of how important it is to let them into my little domain on occasion. Psalm 90:10 tells me that "the days of our lives are seventy years; and if by reason of strength they are eighty years, yet their boast is only labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away." I will be sixty-five in September. I can reasonably expect to live five to fifteen more years. How much better to live those years connected... to family... to friends... and to my Savior.

"Mother please! I'd rather do it myself!"

2010-08-03T19:30:00.004-05:00

Does anyone besides me remember the old Anacin commercials? This one was for Headache #45. "Mother please! I'd rather do it myself!" My Mother and I used to break the tension between us with that line. As I recall, we did that quite often!

Last week, after I finished the quilt top for Graham's quilt, I decided to try to find someone who would sandwich and quilt it for me, saving my back and legs the agony of working on the floor. I can't describe the feeling of dread that came over me as I envisioned that process. So I got the name of a quilter from the fabric store and inquired. She emailed back and said it would take 2-3 months for her to get to my quilt.

Sooooo. Plan A was out and I was now at Plan B. I had laid out the quilt layers on my dining room table in order to cut the back and batting and got the idea to just pin the quilt sandwich right there on the table. It took lots and lots of "smoothing" the layers, but I was able to sit in a chair and do the actual pinning and saved my back days of misery.

So here I am, doing it myself, and taking my time, although it will definitely not take 2-3 months! I hope I can get it ready for the binding by tomorrow. The colors are so vibrant. I think it will be a very pretty quilt and long enough for Graham's six foot frame.

As part of my planning for our September tour of Maine, New Brunswick and Nova Scotia, I searched the internet one night and ordered lots of free maps and travel brochures for the places we'll visit. Besides the cooler temps, we are really looking forward to some fresh Atlantic seafood. I read that the oysters in Charlottetown, PEI, are the best in the world! And we will have a down-home Lobster bake in Bar Harbor the first night out. I'm thrilled at how much free reading material I was able to pick up.

So we're at "29 days and counting" till we meet Bill at the DFW airport and fly to Boston. All the hotels will have internet service in the rooms, so I'm looking forward to posting pictures as we go. I've already primed my little red mini computer with photo folders for each day we're there!

Meanwhile, we will celebrate Adrian on his third birthday in a little over a week. Can't believe how quickly the time has flown by. But then, I'll be 65 when we come home from Canada! I guess growing older is something that I have to do for myself!

The Top is Done!

2010-07-21T09:42:00.005-05:00

I'm done with my part of this quilt. I have had to get creative with the borders, though. I couldn't find any more of the red background fabric, so I made a "folded border" with the little bit I had left over. It gives the impression of a triple-matted picture in a frame.

Then, because I added an extra row of blocks to the length of the quilt, I didn't have quite enough blue fabric to have a six-inch border all around. So, the top and bottom blue borders are only four inches in width. I think it actually gives it a more vertical look anyway!

Now I just need to contact a quilter who will sandwich and quilt my top with the batting and backing. A friend from church gave me the name of an individual who has helped her in the past. This may do it for big quilts for the time being. I can manage baby quilts, and may even try my hand at a wall hanging. My Janome sewing machine isn't ready to retire just yet!

Gems from my Garden

2010-07-20T11:38:00.004-05:00

For some reason - and everyone seems to have a different idea - my garden this summer has been exceptionally good. We have tried to grow tomatoes every summer for several decades. Some years we had good crops, other years, not so good.

I remember the tomato plant my Daddy brought me, back in 1986 (that's the date on the picture) - that came from some seeds my uncle had planted. I put it in a sunny spot back of the pool and watched it grow. And grow... and grow! We had five inch tomatoes that summer. I even photographed one, just to keep my story honest.

As I recall, they were pretty tasty too.

Fast forward to this summer. I asked my yardman to take out a lot of grass that had not survived the drought and severe winter and make me a nice flower bed for roses. It turned out to be big enough for us to plant four tomato bushes and a pepper plant among the rose bushes. Knowing we would be on vacation for two weeks, I also placed a soaker hose throughout the bed, making sure that every plant would catch some water. Then I left it on low and we went to France.

Here is just a small sampling of our harvest from one week. We get enough to eat two or three every day, share a few with friends, and look forward to more on the morrow.

One of the casualties of winter this year were my potted bougainvilleas. I had three and they all looked as if the freezing nights had taken the life from them. I cut them all down to the dirt and set the pots back behind the pool. And then the spring rains came and two of the three plants were resuscitated by the life-giving rain. Only one of them has bloomed so far, but it is a real beauty!

Not only are my plants thriving, but the little cicadas are coming out of the earth and presenting themselves in chirping choruses. This little guy caught my ear and stayed on his perch long enough for me to run in a get my camera! His companion flew off before I could get back.

There's an awful lot of life going on in the back yard. I'll keep my camera handy for more "proof!"

A New Quilt

2010-07-16T20:45:00.005-05:00

Back in May, before we left for France, I got a hankering to make another quilt. All I lacked was a pattern and some inspiration. I looked through a few quilt books, and then we left for France and all thoughts of quilting were left behind.

Once we got home, and I finished the cross stitch birth announcement for Andrew, my hankering came back and sent me off to the fabric store for some ideas. While there I saw the most beautiful quilt hanging in an area with the packet of instructions for a patriotic quilt that didn't look at all like the one I admired. I discovered, after talking to a saleswoman, that it was indeed the patriotic pattern, only done with a selection of multi-colored fabrics.

Thinking that I would be making this quilt for Graham, I picked out a pre-cut package of fabric strips in vibrant colors of blues, reds, greens, browns and tans. After a few more trips for accent features, I finally got started on the quilt on Monday. Here is my progress.

With about 35 different fabrics in the six colors I'm using, I wound up with several different strips of three. Each panel gets cut into 12 1/2 inch pieces. The accent pieces utilize a deep wine red with yellow and blue tones. They are then cut into triangles.

The next step is to sew the triangles onto the end of each strip. Once that is done, I'll make 12 inch blocks. Then I just have to decide how long to make the quilt. Stay tuned for updates.

Family Reunion 2010

2010-07-04T14:51:00.004-05:00

Well, we did it! We got a large part of the Wilson family together for a Reunion/picnic over the weekend. Thanks mostly to Judy and Pat for planning and preparing Pat's place for about 35 relatives from near and far.

We came in from Seguin, Boerne, Austin, San Antonio, and as far away as Virginia! We had grandparents, Moms, Dads, aunts and uncles, cousins, and a trio of the newest generation. Oh, I almost forgot brothers and sisters!

One major mishap prevented the Gatelys from joining us as Reagan took a nasty tumble off his bike at Pat's gate and they spent the evening in the emergency room getting stitches. But we have vowed to do this again next summer and hope to increase our numbers and triple the fun.

Here are some random photos from our day.

Walking in Honfleur

2010-06-20T21:30:00.002-05:00

We were nearing the end of our cruise when we docked in Honfleur. Francis took us on a morning walk through the Old Town and we made lots of discoveries there. I did not know that Samuel Champlain started his voyage to the New World from this harbor. As I said, the Seine pours into the English Channel at Honfleur, so it stands to reason that this would be a good starting place.

Of all the little towns and cities we visited, Honfleur is best suited for visitors. The harbor is surrounded by sidewalk cafes and restaurants. Parisians flee the city on the weekends and take the train out here to enjoy the peacefulness of the water. On the Saturday of our visit, half of the harbor was filled with "flea market" type wares. And at 1:00 sharp, all tables and booths disappear as the locals and visitors ready themselves for coffee and croissants in the cafes.

After lunch on ship we set out for a short drive to Bayeux, where we were able to see Mathilde's Tapestry, a 260 foot long embroidered cloth visualizing the Battle of Hastings and the Conquest of England by the Normans. No photos could be taken inside the museum, but outside was a wonderland of beauty. Serene ponds and gorgeous blooms settled our tired spirits before heading back to the ship for our Farewell Dinner.

I have one more set of photos that will encompass our visits to Normandy Beach and the Caen Memorial. They will follow shortly. I hope you have enjoyed our vacation.

Caudebec to Honfleur

2010-06-17T19:11:00.003-05:00

On Friday we had an opportunity to discover the little town of Caudebec en Caux, starting with a walking tour, and then making more discoveries of our own. We happened upon a little grocery store that had a nice selection of chocolates. Just across from our dock there is a nice children's play area and many mommies were there with their preschoolers, enjoying the warmth of the day.

As we were settling in for lunch, the captain set sail for our final port of call, Honfleur. We would spend the next three nights there, going out each day to various historic points of interest. But first, Graham and I stepped off the ship to see a little bit of Honfleur. What a pretty town it turned out to be. So picturesque is the harbor, I can imagine jigsaw puzzles fashioned after it.

In this slide show I have included more shots of the beautiful countryside of the Seine. There are many, many homes up and down the river. Some, I imagine, are summer homes, while others appear to be primary residences. As we came into Honfleur, we realized that this is the end of the line for the Seine, as it pours into the English Channel from here. On the north side of the Seine lies Le Havre, the much larger port city that had been decimated by the bombing in World War 2. The large cruise ships and industrial ships go there, leaving Honfleur free to entertain fishermen and tourists.

Hope you enjoy this episode of the Seine River slide show!

Walking Tour of Rouen

2010-06-16T12:14:00.003-05:00

We spent a whole day docked in Rouen. In the morning we took a walking tour with a local guide. Two churches were highlighted on the walk: the Notre Dame de Rouen, an enormous and ancient catholic cathedral, and the Church of St. Joan of Arc, very modern and built in 1979. The contrast couldn't have been more marked. Throughout the walk, however, I was keeping an eye open for interesting shops to return to in the afternoon. I found two pottery stores and did go back to both of them. The second one is where I found two precious little soap dishes - one for Meredith and one for moi.

We savored the French food on board and then settled in for the night and a very early (4:00 a.m.) sailing to our next port, Caudebec en Caux. That will be the next stop in the photo parade.

Two more days of cruising pictures

2010-06-14T07:43:00.002-05:00

Just to clarify a point that would have caused me some confusion, we were not always moving along the river. Most of the time we spent the night docked in a city, sometimes two nights in the same city. Only once did we actually leave a port in the middle of the night.

So, on this second day of the cruise we were still in Conflans where we were bused out to Auvers sur Oise to discover Vincent Van Gogh. Whatever I might have learned about him many years ago in school was reinforced by a knowledgeable guide. It was so interesting to see the actual structures that featured prominently in his paintings. This, too, was the place where he died and was buried. The afternoon was spent cruising, passing through locks, and enjoying activities on board.

Here is a link to the photo album.

Waking up in Vernon, Graham and I took an early morning stroll through this lovely village before leaving for Giverny. What I was discovering was that most of the towns (cities) we stopped in left the river side in original condition, while expanding into a more modern city inland. The medieval charm of the old cities certainly made for stunning pictures!

Talk about stunning! Monet's Gardens absolutely captured my heart. I could have taken a hundred pictures and still not convey the natural beauty I encountered. No wonder Monet spent his time painting here. Rick Steves says it best:
"It's fitting that Giverny, located 50 miles outside the hustle and bustle of Paris, would become a colorful, flowering monument to Monet. In 1883, middle-aged Claude Monet, his wife Alice, and their eight children from two families settled into a farmhouse here, 50 miles west of Paris. Monet, at that point a famous artist and happiest at home, would spend 40 years in Giverny, traveling less with each passing year. He built a pastoral paradise complete with a Japanese garden and a pond full of floating lilies.
In 1890, Monet started renovating his garden, inspired by tranquil scenes from the Japanese prints he collected. He diverted a river to form a pond, planted willows and bamboo on the shores, filled the pond with water lilies, then crossed it with a wooden footbridge. As years passed, the bridge became overgrown with wisteria. He painted it at different times of day and year, exploring different color schemes."

After lunch on board our ship we set out again to visit a lovely chateau - de Bizy - and then our home-hosted visit with a delightful French couple, Andre and Annette. It turns out that Andre is a retired dentist, so he and Graham had much to talk about. They served us Kir, an aperitif, and a selection of French cookies. Another incredible dinner awaited, after which we gratefully turned in for the night.

Enjoy these photos from Giverny.

I'll get busy with more albums and be back to show off Rouen.

Treasure's Recheck

2010-06-12T11:10:00.003-05:00

I called Dr. Earl's office on Wednesday for an appointment for Treasure's recheck and they were gracious to "fit us in" on Thursday before my luncheon at the dollhouse. But when I arrived at 10:30, the office was filled with activity and we waited until nearly 11:00. Then a technician suggested that I leave Treasure with them and come back for her in the afternoon when things settled down a bit.

That left me free to enjoy a birthday lunch for Diana with my Bible study girls, and to show off a few pictures from our trip that I had developed earlier in the day. Treasure was not seen until after 2:00. When I went to get her, Dr. Earl came out front, scratching his head, and said, "I really can't explain this." "This what?" It seems that her tumor has gone back to its earlier size and is no longer the concern it was before we left for France.

So this little girl continues to baffle and amaze us. She had such a good time at Karen's, playing with her friend Max, and enjoying a surprise visit from Jefferson and his people. She looked all over our house Wednesday morning for her buddies. I may have to send her to "Doggie Day Out" once a week so she can play with Max! It wasn't easy, but I finally managed to get a fairly good picture this morning with the red geraniums. Now we will settle in for the summer and make the best of every day.

Editing Pictures

2010-06-11T20:18:00.002-05:00

We are home from France! This, I think, has been one of the most wonderful trips I've ever taken. I don't know if it's because it was France, or just the magic of cruising on a river ship. Maybe a little of both. But I know for sure that I want to do another river cruise.

Graham and I did a Royal Caribbean cruise up the inside passage of Alaska several years ago. We both came away just a little dissatisfied with the big cruise ship experience. So when Bill raved about his river cruise in Russia, and extolled the virtues of small ship sailing, we felt we ought to give it a try. This particular cruise included a visit to the Normandy beaches on D-Day and Graham jumped at the opportunity.

The tour dates coincided with our 43rd anniversary. In fact, by taking the Paris pre-trip, we would be in Paris exactly on our anniversary. So that's how we found ourselves on a jet plane, heading for France. We joined forty other travelmates at our hotel and embarked on our French adventure by sleeping off a few hours of jetlag. Then joined them for an orientation with our Program Director and laid out our agenda for the next two days. Here are some of the photos from Paris. (click here)

Our ship, the M.S. Bizet, is a little smaller than some of the Viking or Vantage river ships, but one of the larger of the Grand Circle fleet. We had 111 passengers, divided into three groups with three program directors. It was very manageable and we were able to meet and enjoy many people, both in our group and of the rest of the passengers. Our accommodations were snug, but very livable. The lounge and dining rooms were quite comfortable. And the crew... well, I can't say enough good things about our crew. We were pampered and catered to 24/7 by a crew that was genuinely sad to see us leave. They were wonderful, international, happy people. And the food... oh my goodness. The food was more than wonderful! Click here for a review of the ship, the entertainment, and the food.

I have been editing photos since we got home, and combined with Graham's, there are more than 2000 to go through. Of course, many are duplicates, but we also each saw things the other did not. It's going to take a few days to get them all organized. But I sure did make it easier this time. I took my mini computer with me and downloaded my photos at the end of each day into separate folders, each dated for that day. So I can match the day's photos with the daily itinerary and be fairly certain that I know where each one takes place!

Anyway, here is the first of seven albums, each one describing one full day on board or out on a visit. I'll post some more as I get them edited. Hope you enjoy my trip!

Leaving on a Jet Plane...

2010-05-24T07:24:00.002-05:00

I'm reminded of a song from the 60's as we prepare to get on the plane and journey to France. I'm leaving my cares behind, hidden in the shadow of God's capable wings (Ps. 57:1). He will watch over Treasure who will be in the good hands of her sitter, Karen.

We were sent off yesterday with a delightful luncheon, hosted by my sweet friends, Jo, Lois and Doug. The theme was France and the ambiance was precious. We are so blessed.

So au revoir, until I find some internet service. And hopefully, there will be pictures to share... many pictures!

Report from Treasure's Appointment Today

2010-05-18T19:08:00.001-05:00

At our appointment today, Dr. Earl did a brief scan and said the tumor is now starting to grow. Though still small, it is about 30% larger than five weeks ago. She is in good shape otherwise. I told him about her losing her footing sometimes and he wants to do a more extensive exam when we return from France.

He thinks she will be fine for the two weeks we are gone, but I went ahead and put all arrangements for her in writing in her records. Her sitter is a good friend of the vet and he expects her to call him if there is a problem. He said he would call me too, but I said "not in France! Just email me!"

She had another sebaceous cyst on her back and he drained it too. He thinks it was the same one that popped up before. Sweaty Westie!

The last thing he said, after giving me a hug, was "I'll treat her as if she were my own dog." Can't ask for more than that.

Countdown to France

2010-05-17T18:45:00.003-05:00

This week is "countdown" to France week. Today, I guess, is Day 7. I'm trying to spread all my last minute chores over the entire week so I won't be rushing like crazy at the end. I tend to forget important details when I'm rushing like crazy.

I have been methodically packing over the last several days. Once I decide what I'm taking, that goes into the wash first, then into my bag, which stays open on the dining room table. I'm visual. I have to see what's in there or I'll miss something. We've been following weather.com and think we'll have mild weather, from a low in the 40's to a high in the 60's. Graham and I, on a whim, decided to look at lightweight jackets last week and we each came away with what we hope are perfect jackets for toodling down the river. So here's my progress.

I ordered those mesh square packs from Rick Steves. They keep my clothes in a nice, neat and compact section in my suitcase. I like them today. I hope I will still like them when I pack to return home.

Graham, on the other hand, has been packed for a month! Of course, he's also unpacked and repacked numerous times! Usually, it's after we have watched one of Rick Steves' programs! I think we've both pretty much settled on what we're taking. But, isn't he much more organized than me?

Suitcase.. check. Camera bag.. check. Backpack..check. Jacket.. check.

I think tomorrow is a full day. Cleaners, vet appointment, housecleaning ladies. Now, if we can just get all that volcanic ash out of the way!

Between Here and There

2010-05-11T16:08:00.006-05:00

A few weeks ago we had just come home from a Bible conference and suffered a bad case of "Brain Drain." This is curable, but only with massive doses of sleep and totally mundane activity! I've been getting lots of both and am finally on the road to recovery.

But somewhere between here and there, the following things have happened:

I looked up to see that our River trip in France was just four weeks away, so Graham and I began the task of preparing, packing, and purchasing for our trip. This will be our first river trip and our first trip to France. We'll spend our 43rd anniversary in Paris! Our final papers came on Saturday and we'll be traveling with 115 other folks, about a dozen of them from Texas. And 42 will be on our pre-trip in Paris. We are so looking forward to this adventure.

Somewhere along the way Andrew turned a half-year - six months old! And he's a real cutie with two shiny teeth and a big smile. He's a very happy baby under the guidance and protection of a super big brother.

Who, by the way, has become the King of jigsaw puzzles. I can't get ahead of him in finding more challenging puzzles. This box holds four separate puzzles that he keeps in perfect order. Getting all the puzzles put together is always the first order of business when he comes to my house.

We also celebrated a very big event with Cristian's graduation from UTSA with a Master's degree in Engineering. He has studied so hard over the last several years, carrying a full time job, having two children, and making top grades throughout. We are so proud of him, and proud of Meredith too. Being the wife of a serious student isn't an easy task either. Cheers to them both!

Today, Treasure got her hair cut. Lest you think I am back in the mundane, let me just say that every haircut she gets is a milestone in our fight against her cancer. It's just a reminder of the grace of God and the power of prayer and the support of friends.

Now we are two weeks out from our trip. Graham has packed and repacked several times. He may be ready, but then again, he may need to repack one more time! I lay my things out on a table where I can look and count and muse over each item. We'll be living in a small cabin on a river ship so our bags must be compact. I'm trying to follow Rick Steves' sage advice - to pack everything once and then take half of it out! Somehow I know we'll be ready! Now, to brush up on my French!

GES 2010

2010-04-24T13:13:00.006-05:00

I think I've finally had enough sleep to think clearly and write about our conference from last week. This is probably the twelfth GES conference we've attended. We started going to them when Graham retired in 1998. Depending on where I am in life and what my vocation happens to be, these conferences for me are either outstanding or run of the mill. This one was somewhere in between. I am always looking to learn, or at least be reinforced in my thinking. In the last several years, though, the speakers have just not motivated me a lot. Maybe it's just me.

Anyway, we were again meeting at the Riley Conference Center on the campus of Southwestern Baptist Seminary in Ft. Worth. The weather was lovely this year and I enjoyed walking the campus streets and taking a few shots of the revered buildings. Some of my Baptist preacher friends will certainly recognize the Student Center (in the third picture) and Bernard Hall (in the last). Guests who were not able to stay in the Riley Center had rooms in Bernard Hall, just across the street. It seems the SWBS is celebrating 100 years.

Doug White got right to business on Monday, setting up our display and all our wares. The theme of the conference was the Epistle to the Hebrews so we edited our SS lessons on Hebrews into a commentary and priced it for a "conference special." Samples and CD's of our other curricula, as well as gospel tracts, were available to conferees. Graham is looking good at the table before the sessions begin.

Doug did a fantastic job of manning the table and visiting with passersby. There were many pastors, teachers, and students who looked with interest at our products.

Jo Schweizer came with us as has been her enjoyment for many of those twelve years. She asked Doug to hold those tracts for her eventual purchase. Jo is a learner and student of the Word and is an inspiration to "lay-people" to get involved with conferences such as this one.

I took my new "mini" laptop computer for a test drive. It's intended purpose is for downloading pictures on our travels, but I gave it a whirl taking notes during the sessions. It is certainly an improvement over hand writing, but will still take a little getting used to. Everything is small!

Tuesday afternoon was Graham's allotted time to present his paper, arguing against the "Incarnational Sonship of Jesus Christ." His topic is quite controversial and scholars are evenly split over interpretation. However, several men in his lecture complimented him afterward for his clarity in his argument.

Waiting to start, Graham visits briefly with his brother, Pat and friend, Joe Cowan. Since retiring, Pat has been coming to these conferences and gaining much knowledge from them. He brings members of his church each time.

Time out for a phone call before we begin. In the back of the room are Mike Pratt (pastor of Communion Chapel) and our friend Jo Schweizer.

Tuesday night is Banquet night! Tables are set and a delicious meal is served by seminary students. It's always a pleasure to visit with our grace friends. Charles and Nita Lowery have been sitting at our table for many years.

Many of the sessions and workshops that I attended were centered on the warning passages in Hebrews. From a grace point of view, I am challenged to finish my Christian walk "well." Having started this journey in Bible Study Fellowship, then attending Bible College, fulfilling a vocation in church work, and now facilitating a ladies' Bible study, I don't want to let my guard down and become complacent. There is always more to learn, personal growing to do, and lives to touch. I have the assurance that I am secure in Christ, but I want to be found faithful at the end of my life. May it be.

Treasure's Good Report

2010-04-12T16:46:00.004-05:00

Treasure had her regular checkup today with Dr. Earl. Before he took her back for the ultrasound, I mentioned to him that there was a "bump" on her back near her spine and asked him to look at it. When he felt it he decided to do a needle biopsy while he had her in the back exam room, and then took her back while I waited.

He was smiling big when they came back and said he looked at four angles, then compared the measurement from today with seven previous results, and her tumor is not growing at all! And the "bump" on her back turned out to be a blocked sweat gland and he released the pressure there and it is no more! What a trooper! What a dog!

If she didn't have that cancer she would be a very healthy 12 and 1/2 year old terrier. Her skin is healthy and her coat is full and soft. She's eating well, sleeping well, and, well... she's just doing well! He will see her just before we leave for France in May, but feels there is no reason to be concerned about leaving her for two weeks. He knows her sitter. In fact, she has his home number and his cell, and he would want her to call him if she needed anything.

My heart is now at ease. Thank you, Lord.