“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.”
Home! Gracie and I got home late yesterday afternoon. It had been a wonderful visit for both of us. Gracie had Bill who walked her every day and Peg who fed her goodies. Peg and I went to the glass blowing shop where I bought some Christmas presents and to a wonderful craft fair where I bought more presents and some stocking stuffers. I also bought myself a few things, that seemed only right. All the area around Mont Vernon where Bill and Peg live is lovely. There are dairy farms, lots of wooded areas and old houses, big old houses. A few miles from their house is a wonderful view from the top of a hill. Stretched out before me were hills, small hills, tall hills and some hills tall enough to be called small mountains. The hills were different color greens and looked like a landscape painted on canvas. The sky was blue and the clouds had the most wonderful shapes. I stopped for a few minutes at the top of the hill to take in that wonderful view.
We laughed a lot, Bill, Peg and I. We share so many memories and have made a few more. Bill said he always wondered how they knew I was coming to visit them in Tafo, in Ghana. I always wondered the same thing. We figured it must have by mail, and in Ghana it was truly snail mail. I used to visit them on my way home from somewhere, usually Togo. I always took the train. They moved to my school for our second year. That’s when we had so many adventures.
The trees near Boston and on the South Shore are filled with leaves. I could see them rippling and turning when the wind blew, but as I continued toward the cape, the trees got barer. By the time I crossed the bridge, I was seeing trees with buds and tiny new leaves. Spring is slow to come to Cape Cod.
A dump run is coming up, and I have a wash to do. Everything is as it was.
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May 16, 2016 at 1:36 pm
Welcome back! Glad the visit went well. Didja stop at any of the dairy farms for some fresh butter to bring home? And: Didja take pictures … ?
For the longest time I read ‘Togo’ as ‘To Go’ … now I don’t.
So the Cape isn’t yet in full-fruited bloom with the Coming of Spring … ? That’s okay – it’ll get there.
I’ve decided to proceed to what’s behind Door Number Two. Called the doc’s office Friday and told ’em to start the pre-authorization process for the MRI and the microdiscectomy. The back’s not getting any better, and I don’t see much point putting off the last item on the checklist of ‘Things That Might Help.’ If it does, well, great … and if it doesn’t, then I need to learn more about ‘patience’ and being all ‘humble’ and stuff. Naah. That’s so ‘Not Me’ …
I’ll be thankful if there’s just relief from pain and the constant thought that I really do need to watch the way I stand up ’cos if I do it the wrong way, I’ll know in that instant the Electric Lightning courses down my left leg all the way to the little toe … If that can go away, I can re-learn how much fun Vertical Life can be.
Our Musical Selection today is from the Year of my Birth, 1944. It’s a tune later made into a huge hit by The Platters, but I prefer this version by the Three Suns – it’s more true to the spirit of the time – a/k/a ‘Die Zeitgeist. I can still hear Dad playing it on his Hohner chromatic … and now, to begin:
May 16, 2016 at 3:22 pm
Richard,
I didn’t take many pictures. Where we stopped just wasn’t meant to be enshrined by a picture.
I totally get you reading Togo as to go, but didn’t you wonder why I keep getting it wrong? It is a great little country and one where we could get excellent food as they had wonderful restaurants, and the market was huge.
Good luck on your back odyssey. I have taken the same trek but have ended up in the patience stage though I do have an appointment at the pain clinic, the last step.
I can’t stand too long either, and I have to be careful what I carry. I hate my back!
This is lovely!
May 16, 2016 at 1:50 pm
Sounds like it looks much like it does here! Not so many dairy farms here any more though, instead they have cattle roaming the fields.
I’ve always liked to go to glass blowers and even tried to become an apprentice once but it was just at a time when many places had tio shut down so I never got the chance.
I’m glad the trip was so fun and I’m sure the travel to Ghana will be just wonderful with them as travelling companions.
Have a great day!
Christer.
May 16, 2016 at 3:57 pm
Christer,
Lots of woods all around their house. They do have bears which eat their bird seeds. I just saw the one dairy farm, but I figure there must be more of them. The whole area is beautiful.
They give lessons at this glass blower. You can watch them work from the shop part of the store. I spent a lot of money there!
We are getting excited about the trip this fall.
Have a great trip!
May 16, 2016 at 2:45 pm
The Big Bang MDH
The Prince and I went to the Motor City Comic Con along with his Dad and Mrs MDH and about 50,000 of our closest friends. It was raining and cold and the line was lengthy to get in before 10 am. And lots of people were dressed up – We saw Batman and Robin and the Dude from Sharknado. The Prince had $20 to spend and was happy. I talked to cartoonists about their craft and publications and to one of the inkers.
Nerdy it might be but we had a blast. Next year the Prince wants to wear a costume. When we left, Michigan’s finest had closed down the freeway exit to the convention center.
I love Comic Art – Bill Tidy and JAK and Matt and Peter Brookes but I have never been to an event before – it was cool – we will go back next year (maybe)
May 16, 2016 at 4:18 pm
My Dear Hedley.,
I have been to two Star Trek conventions. Klingons seemed to be the rage. My sister and I dragged our poor mother along.
My sister already has her ticket to ComicCon in Boston. It will mostly be Star Trek as William Shatner will be there. That is the sole reason my sister wants to go. So far an aunt and three cousins are also going.
I don’t care about the nerdy part!
May 16, 2016 at 3:06 pm
Welcome Home! Relax with the title cut from the Beach Boys masterpiece album, “Pet Sounds,” which was released 50 years ago today. Originally titled “Run, James, Run,” it was intended to be used as the theme for a James Bond film.
May 16, 2016 at 3:12 pm
Thanks, im6
I haven’t ever heard this one before. It doesn’t sound at all like The Beach Boys to me, but it does have some of the elements most James Bond title movies have.
May 16, 2016 at 3:56 pm
Cool im6 – I am still staring at the 50th Anniversary Edition and the Brian Tour……
May 16, 2016 at 3:17 pm
Welcome back home and back online!
Just coincidence but I’ve had a great Ghana-and-more weekend too. Our biannual multicultural festival took place, a tradition since 1974, interesting concerts for free, art booths and delicious food. One day I took Turkish and Palestinian food and the other day African food. Kelewele of course and a mixed African plate consisting of a beans-tomato-rice dish, chicken and a fried dough ball. Plantain chips as snack in between. Pat Thomas’ Ghanaian Highlife concert was the highlight and really fun.
Public holiday today, time to recover.
May 16, 2016 at 9:26 pm
Thanks, Brigit.
I love multi-cultural festivals, especially where Ghana is prominent. I would have loved everything except the beans. I know some PC volunteers loved red red with beans, but not me.
I’m envious of your festival and all that Ghanaian food!
I think high life is a truly African music and Ghana has iconic high life singers dating way back. IY was what used to be played more than any other music. Now eve high life has a different beat.
May 16, 2016 at 7:33 pm
Hi Kat,
Welcome back from what sounds like a lovely vacation. A long view over the hills of NH in spring is a wonderful thing. All the shades of green and other colors are like a pastel echo of last autumn’s fire. And then you get to buy lovely stuff at craft fairs and workshops. Perfect!
May 16, 2016 at 9:43 pm
Hi Caryn,
It was a wonderful vacation though not long enough. I bought such wonderful stuff. One of my favorites was a nightlight for the downstairs bathroom. It was a man carrying an umbrella in the rain. If you looked close enough you’d see it was raining cats and dogs.