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Two Down

Two Down

Two down, and two paintings to go for International Print Competition.  The due date is in the end of May, but it’s never good to wait for the last minute on these things.

Last night I started on the third painting.  So far, the list includes:

  • Are You Coming to Bed, Dear? – a social commentary on game and Internet addiction. (done)
  • Don’t Stand So Close to Me – based on the song by Police – a male teacher with a female student who is coming on to him. (done)
  • I Shoot RAW – a humorous take on the question, “Do you shoot RAW?” (in progress)
  • undecided

PPSNYS Focus Convention

We’re going to the PPSNYS Focus Convention later this week.  I’m glad it is a little closer than New Jersey, and I hope it is a good convention.  I have my anxieties about it since they’ve been dwindling in numbers.

I was reading some of the reviews of the venue.  It’s funny, Yelp has only bad reviews about the place.  (I guess they haven’t paid Yelp their extortion fees.  Yes, Yelp extorts business owners.  You can’t trust their reviews – especially the bad ones.)  Google on the other hand, has a mix of good and bad.  I guess we’ll find out later this week.

Cold Month

March has been a cold month.  It’s been about a week since it last snowed, but the freezing temperatures have kept the snow from melting.  Spring starts on Thursday, hopefully that will start turning things around and it will start warming up.

I was noticing the garden.  I’m thinking it is going to be off to a late start this year.  Last year we didn’t get a lot of tomatillos.  I’m going to suggest to Elizabethe we move them back to where we had them two years ago, and to plant more.  We can always use more green sauce.

Sister Embley

Sister Embley

We learned tonight that Sister Emberly is going home Tuesday.  These missionaries just fly through here.  She will be missed.  It works out nicely that we fixed a really nice meal tonight.  Dinner consisted of London Broil, salt potatoes, stuffed mushrooms (with blush sauce and a 3-cheese sauce on top of that), grilled zucchini and Swiss chard from our garden.

We took a few pictures outside.  I need to post them in the parents’ Facebook group.

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Sisters Murdock and Embley

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Me, Elizabethe and Sister Embley

 

Visitor Decline

I noticed a huge visitor decline this Sunday.  We still had lots of visitors, but not as many as we have the last 6 weeks.  Comes Labor Day it will drop even more.  Then, comes November 1st, it drops to only a couple each week.

Brother and Sister Hunt (he’s a high counselor) spoke in church.  I really enjoy hearing them speak.  She’s a convert of about 1 1/2 years, and his talks are always right-on.

He mentioned a new stake initiative that will be aimed at helping people find work and start businesses.  The first of such meetings will be while I’m traveling on Route 66.

Challenge from Missionaries

Our challenge from the missionaries was to write down what we learned as we read the scriptures.  This morning’s reading was from Lamentations.  Elizabethe brought up a good point.  It seems the Jews believed and had prophets up until Christ came.  What happened?  Why did they stop having prophets?

While this was more of an observation, it is a good question for one of my Jewish friends.

Five Hours

Five Hours

It took me five hours to mow the lawn today.  My day started with a networking meeting, followed by mowing the lawn.  Five hours!!!

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Lawn Finished After Five Hours

It really looks nice.  The grass is nice and green, and because it was a high, it cut evenly.

I saw these three tulips and had to get a picture.  Nothing can do the color justice – not even my fantastic Fujifilm X-E1 with it’s great color rendition.

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Three Tulips

Elizabethe asked for a picture of the garden, so here it is…

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Tire Garden

Grass Clippings

Elizabethe wanted the grass clippings dumped on the berm east of the back driveway.  As a result, it has a heavy coating of fresh grass clippings.  Our goal is to get more potatoes.  We hope they will grow inside the clippings… and grow large!

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Potato Berm

A couple of years ago we got about 100 pounds of potatoes.  I’d be happy if we do that again, but it would also be nice to pull more than that.  Some of our russets got quite large.  The blue potatoes didn’t do as well.

Beat

By the time I got done I was beat.  Getting on and off the tractor to empty the grass is a lot of work.  As a result, I’m totally beat.

Needed Rain

Needed Rain

We are receiving much needed rain.  The ground is so dry the rain just soaks in to the dry soil.  It really came down hard this morning, yet, the dirt remains dry looking.

After a big thundershower, it drizzled throughout the day.  I’m not complaining because we need the rain.  My lawn needs the rain.  It may be too late for my tomatoes, but I hope this perks them up too.

Office Organization

My office organization attempts failed.  I don’t know what it is about my brain, but organizing objects is not my strong point.  If I put A, B and C together, I later get frustrated because I need A, D and E together which breaks up A, B and C.  The same would be true if I started out with A, D and E, at some point I would want A, B and C.

I also like things easy to reach.  I think most people do, and that’s why their sock drawer is at the top of the dresser.  Socks are one of those things you reach for often.  Putting an often used item in the bottom drawer is a frustration.

If I were rich I’d hire a person whose only job would be to fetch something from where it is always stored, and then replace it when I’m done.  You might ask why I don’t do that.  It’s a time thing.  You come home from an appointment and you don’t have time to unpack your bag.  Then, after the next appointment, you forget you haven’t unpacked your bag.  It’s a vicious cycle.  What can I say?

A Pure Voice

A Pure Voice

I don’t have a pure voice, but I know one when I hear one.  One thing I do have is a good ear for tones.  So, when I hear someone sing or play an instrument, I can detect whether they are going flat or sharp.

Our musical number in church was sung by Sister Rivka Wright.  She has a pure voice.  By pure, I mean she nails each note right on pitch.  By pure, I mean she doesn’t strain to hit the high notes.  She doesn’t ease up to the note, nor does she overshoot and drop down to the note.  Never in my life have I been able to say someone’s singing is near perfect, but her’s is as perfect as I’ve ever heard.

Before church started, I was playing a hymn that was just published in the Ensign (September 2015, pp 72)   This is one of my favorite hymns.  I first heard it as a missionary in Colorado.  A member made a tape of her son and his friend singing it.  Ever since then I have loved this hymn.  Although I never, until now, knew the name, I always hoped someday I’d find the music.

As I was playing it, Sister Wright walked up and looked at the music, and asked, “Is that in the hymn book?”

I explained it was not but recently published in the Ensign.  Her response brightened my day, “I was thinking about singing that today.”

It brightened my day because if there is anyone whom I’d want to hear sing it, it is Rivka.  (Or someone like Dallyn Vail Bayles with his rich tenor voice.)

We fed the missionaries spaghetti and meatballs tonight.  Most everything came from our garden (as far as the produce was concerned).  The sauce was made from our tomatoes, the salad from our garden and the Swiss chard from our garden too.

West Point

West Point

We had a bunch of West Point Cadets at church today.  There was a sea of white uniforms.  Several of them helped pass the sacrament.

After church I was just exhausted.  I think this heat and the computer issues have just drained me.  Part of my wanted to take the grandchildren for a walk and take some pictures, but the other half said, “You need to rest.”

I took a long nap, got up, dug up some potatoes for dinner, and shoved them in the oven.  I have forgotten how good fresh potatoes taste.  Creamy, and the flavor can’t be beat.

For dinner we had a potato bar with baked potatoes, bacon, ground beef, cheese, gravy, sour cream, chopped onions, chopped jalapeños, and more.  Those home grown potatoes were GOOD.  I’m glad we’re getting decent potatoes.  Grass clippings and loose soil did the trick.

We had Sisters Stoddard and Rogers for dinner, and I think they enjoyed our potato bar.  We also had fresh Swiss chard from the garden too, as well as most of the produce on the table was from our garden.

After dinner we went to the Harmer’s home for Root Beer Floats.  It was a nice social evening.  They had about 10 families over and it was nice for Jennifer to get to know some of the people in the ward too.

 

2am in the Morning

2am in the Morning

We arrived home at 2am in the morning.  We’re both beat and I wish I could sleep in but I have an 8am meeting.

I got up and went to the Chamber of Commerce Board Meeting this morning, and then it was home for a few minutes before I had to run to the bank to do deposits, and then off to my networking meeting.

After my meeting, I had a short break before I had to go to a doctor’s appointment.  This was a PTSD appointment and good timing with all that has happened in the last week.  (We are still emotionally dealing with Elizabethe’s macular degeneration prognosis.)

On the way home, I stopped at Wegman’s to get a few things.  We have a TON of tomatoes in the garden that are ready for picking, so I bought stuff that would go with that.

I came home and picked about 20 pounds of tomatoes, 3 huge zucchinis, a few jalapenos and a couple of tomatillos.  It looks like we’re going to have salsa tonight with some pork.

The pork and salsa turned out great, and we had them with blue corn chips.  I called it fajita salad.  (Pico de Gallo with sautéed pork chunks and corn chips.)

 

Garden Weather

Garden Weather

If ever you could call something garden weather, this is it.  It has been tropical rain forest weather this this summer.

The down side to this damp warm weather are mosquitos.  I went out to pick some peas and was attacked by the little vampires.  They are quite thick this year.

That gives me an idea… a hula-hoop with holes that you pass over your body while it sprays you at 360-degrees with DEET.  I know my wife would appreciate that.

The kitchen is undergoing a deep cleaning in anticipation for our Pageant guests.  The place smells like pine sol right now.  But, that smell goes away quickly.

After Elizabethe got home we went to the Joseph Smith Farm where the sister missionaries are teaching one of our friends.  It was a great discussion followed by some blueberry bread I had made as a treat for after the meeting.  Time flew quickly, before I knew it one of the sisters announced that the site closes at 9pm and we need to leave.

We’re only a little over a week away from Hill Cumorah Pageant.  People are already descending on Palmyra to help with the setup of the stage and technical aspects.  The first Pageant performance will be July 10th.

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Hill Cumorah Pageant

If you plan to visit Palmyra for pageant, make your room reservations!   Lodging is scarce.   We actually have a couple of openings, but don’t think you’re going to find something once you get here.  Call now!  (315) 359-5280.

Preparations for the Cold

Preparations for the Cold

Wait.  It is late April.  Why are we making preparations for the cold?  Because they say it is going to snow tonight.

Elizabethe spent a good portion of the day making coverings for her seedlings in the garden.  The sister missionaries came over and helped scraped some paint inside and then took a tour of the garden and back yard.

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Sisters Jones and Petersen

We want the place to look nice as tourist begin to arrive.  Here at the Beckwith Mansion we get a lot of guest, especially during Hill Cumorah Pageant.  (Hill Cumorah Pageant brings tens of thousands of people each day to Palmyra, New York.  It is held mid-July.  Those wanting to visit during pageant should make their room reservations NOW.  We happen to have a couple of openings due to some schedule changes, so call us before the word makes its way around!)

It’s been too cold to do any painting.  I’m anxious to get some of the weather beaten paint touched up.  Also, I’m going to repaint my door wall.  One of the doors is almost down to the bare wood after this winter.  And, I have another door that needs to be mounted to the wall.

The Beckwith Mansion and Estate is a Tourist Home.  (A Tourist Home is like a Bed and Breakfast, only we do not serve breakfast.  We offer a clean room and linens when you check in and access to the kitchen and laundry facilities.  We cannot, offer any hospitality services by law.  This, however, allows us to keep rates lower than motels, hotels and bed-and-breakfast inns.

 

Saturday Harvest

Saturday Harvest

Today was a Saturday harvest day for our garden.  Elizabethe spent a good portion of the day canning what I brought in.  Prior to that, she enlisted a friend to help weed the garden and pull out the dead vines and plants.

Our Temple Missionaries will be heading home soon.  This means we will have a 1-bedroom suite available for rent over the winter months.  This features a large walk-in closet, a private bathroom with tub/shower combo, and is fully furnished.  We prefer a tenant who is looking for a month-to-month over the winter.  That is, someone like a student doing an internship, someone on a temporary assignment in the area, etc.  (NO PETS, NO SMOKING, and NO ILLICIT DRUGS or ALCOHOL in the house.)

We also have a work-for-room-and-board offer, however, it is not available for this room.  But, we might be willing to offset the rent for work.

I learned some very sad news this morning.  A young man who was one of my Boy Scouts, David Hart, passed away.  This makes the 4th former Scout who has died.  The news hit me hard.  Of the boys I grew up with, to the best of my knowledge, we are all still alive.  Yet, I had very few Boy Scouts when I was a Scoutmaster, and to have 4 of them go before me is a bit of shock to the system.  I have not heard how he died.

 

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Leaves and Sky