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June 2, 2009

Violet infestation? Why complain?

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VIOLET INFESTATION? WHY COMPLAIN?

      As I sat on my comfortable couch this winter, watching the snow drift with the winds and the birds fly to and from the window bird feeder, I was invited to contemplate on the number of blades of grass that would be on my lawn come summer. This invitation, in a Vital Stats column, Growth Industry, (the May 2003 Pittsburgh Magazine), states that the “Number of blades of grass on the Cathedral of Learning lawn” is 278,784,000.

     Naturally, my mind wonders about my lawn—and I wonder how I could ever count the blades of grass on it. I recollect how I once did red blood cell counts (I once worked as a hematology technician doing differential counts under a microscope). A section of blood, smeared on a slide and stained, is counted, and the total is projected from that count. Ah, so I could take a patch of lawn, say three inches square, and count the blades of grass in it. There are sixteen of these squares in (more…)

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February 12, 2009

CANDIED VIOLETS: Remembering My Mother on Her Birthday

     While living in the home we built in Slippery Rock, in the midst of seventy acres, part of our experience is what many would describe as “back to earth.” We gardened, canned, kept chickens. We also had lots of violets that bloomed in the spring and in the fall. (click to view photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/carolyncholland/3271288076/ )
     It was the early seventies when I discovered that one could make what was considered a delicacy: candied violets, a violet blossom preserved by (more…)

February 2, 2009

PUNXSUTAWNEY PHIL’S 2009 WINTER FORECAST

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PUNXSUTAWNEY PHIL’S 2009 WINTER FORECAST

 

     February 2, 2009, was a bittersweet morning for a crowd estimated at 13,000, waiting in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, to see Punxsutawney Phil predict the weather for the final six weeks of winter. The sweet was the Pittsburgh Steelers football team win 27-23 over the Arizona Cardinals the previous evening.

     The bitter was that, following a especially blustery first half of winter, Punxsutawney Phil (more…)

November 27, 2008

THANKSGIVING READING

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING

To all my faithful readers.

Thank you for your support!

And now, for some

THANKSGIVING READING:

 

TWO THANKSGIVING STORIES:

THE SNITTY CAT LIKES PUMPKIN PIE?

LEFTOVER TURKEY

A THANKSGIVING POEM

 

To read a post about the birthmother in LEFTOVER TURKEY:

PENNSYLVANIA WEDDING, (LAMOINE) MAINE ROOTS

 

THE KILLER KITTEN

QUINTESSENCE

JUST ANOTHER WEEKEND IN PARADISE

“DATING WHEN FIFTY-SOME:” A Guy’s Version

IS THIS “CHEERS?”

ON THE EVE OF 27

LEGS UP

THE WRITING LIFE: There’s a World Out There?

CHILD ABUSE DEFINITIONS

 

November 26, 2008

THE SNITTY CAT LIKES PUMPKIN PIE?

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THE SNITTY CAT LIKES PUMPKIN PIE?

 

      Imagine my surprise when I walked into the kitchen on Thanksgiving morning and discovered about a third of a dish of cooked pumpkin pie filling missing—like something had lapped it up! I guess I was naïve—I never knew CATS liked pumpkin pie! But Honey must have yearned to have a Thanksgiving meal.
     The next morning, another third of the pumpkin was gone.
     I determined to discover if the culprit snitching the pie filling was our snitty cat, Honey—although there was no other answer unless my hubby was playing tricks on me, which I doubted.
     That night, I cleared the counter, fetched the cat off the closet shelf where she thought she was hiding, and set her on the counter in front of the dish of partially eaten pumpkin. Sure enough, she began (more…)

July 22, 2008

HIKING THE LINCOLN HIGHWAY Part 1 of 2

What better way is there to celebrate summer than to hike the entire Lincoln Highway (route 30 through Pennsylvania), which extends from New York City to San Francisco.

One man did that a few years ago. I caught up with him as he entered Laughlintown, PA., after descending Laurel Mountain. After interviewing him, the story of his adventures was published in two parts in the Lincoln Highway Journal. Below is the first segment.

HIS DREAM
Andy Olson yearned to take a long walk—somewhere. But where?

“I was in college, age 20-21 and was driving on the Highway when I heard a Woody Guthrie song, ‘Hard Travelin’,” he said: (more…)

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