Friday Favorites – Writers

There are so many writers to choose from.

And just as many topics.

As with most readers, my interests vary from season to season.

That being said, we all have our favorites.

They vary from genre to genre, but some writers always stay with us.

John P. Weiss is one of those for me.

Each week I await the email that carries his well written and masterfully hand illustrated missive.

Any season. Any time.

I hope to leave with you the longing to “Read him” as well.

Find out about John here;

https://johnpweiss.com/about

You can read John’s latest offering here;

https://johnpweiss.com/blog/150469

“The Super Simple Strategy for Greater Focus”

John P. Weiss

I sure hope you enjoyed this.

Please feel free to share some of your favorite authors in the comments as well.

I hope to see you again next time.

Our Thanksgiving Vacation

What do you get when you take the two youngest grand children, G-ma, G-pa, the dog, and put them together with the older cousins and their granddaughter, and add to them to a GMC Denali, for a weekend?

Fun – That’s what you get!

Memories – That’s the coolest thing you get!

On our way to southern Missouri.
Happy travelers.
Beautiful skies.
Add some color.
White Birch in Peek Ranch.
At Peek Ranch.
Greer Springs Mill.
Greer Springs Mill.
Enormous wasp nest on site at Greer Mill.
The sign on the road used to say Greer on one side, and Greer on the other. Sadly I couldn’t find the sign.
One of hubby’s old home places.
Hubby’s childhood haunts.
Not forgotten.
There were new flowers near the back.
Saturday’s Tour.
The day gave us clouds, but we made the best of it!
Waiting in line to get to the top.
Always, always, the line.
Our scruffy bunch!
Ooops! They got me!
I think they like each other.
A beautiful but bumpy ride to the
church.
Calms. My. Heart.
Always the same – Ever changing
Last Missouri meal together.

I hope you enjoyed your pocket trip “Down home.”

See you next time.

Friday Favorites #4 – Blogs

Greetings!

It’s Friday, and a holiday week, but don’t let that stop you from visiting some amazing bloggers.

These bloggers are making a difference sharing what’s on their minds.

They are contributing to waking us up to thoughts we might not have thunk!

If you can’t read them now – Save then for later!

It will be well worth your time!

Stuart M. Perkins – Storyshucker

BE KITSCHIG

REASONS@STAY

THE ALCHEMIST’S STUDIO

Until next time …..

Marking the Ages

I am writing this post today in response to a post I read yesterday.

It was a post written by Stuart Perkins, and you can read it here; 1. magic marker

Anyway, it reminded me of a few things.

Like when I grew up, the best gift I could have received, was something to write or color with.

I don’t remember markers; maybe they were too expensive, or maybe they were too PERMANENT!

It could be ink pens, new pencils, or crayons; but in my mind, nothing but nothing could beat the smell of a new box of crayons.

Mom had her own box, and it was forbidden for us to use HER crayons or her ONE coloring book.

It had a bride and a groom on the front.

She had a way of rolling her crayons as she colored that kept them sharp; not flat or broken like ours.

It also made them far more appealing to use than my own.

The second best thing I could receive was that yellow, smooth, wide ruled paper from the school, or what we called back then “manila paper”.

It was art paper and was very coarse, but a delight to draw on.

Thanks to Stuart, these memories came flooding back, with a few more in tow.

My love for writing utensils and paper was passed along to my daughters and as it turns out, my granddaughters as well.

They are always drawing, writing, or coloring, somewhere.

This brings me to my story.

When daughter number one was moving to a new home, it came time to move the kitchen table.

She turned it over to remove the legs, and to her surprise; there were crayon, pencil, pen and yes, marker letters and art covering the bottom of the table!

Instead of anger, she felt endeared that her offspring had felt that was a safe place to leave their art work.

Cleaning it off was never even an idea, because it was like finding buried treasure.

Then a few years later, when daughter number two was moving, to a new home, it came time to move the kitchen table.

To her great surprise, she found the same thing!

There were crayon, pencil, and pen and yes, marker letters and art covering the bottom of her kitchen table also!

Being a lover of writing and art and markers, she thought of it like a time capsule, documenting their innocence and imagination.

What stressed her out was the fact that the SAME GREEN MARKER used on the bottom of her table, was found all the way around the kitchen and down the hall!

Well that was long ago.

The children were very young then; two, three, four, five.

That has turned into thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, and sixteen.

Neither mom has any intent of trading in their tables for new ones.

A bit like archaeology; once uncovered, never forgotten.

“Sacred History” I’d call it.

It warms my heart that neither daughter has any thought of getting rid of those tables; those archives.

Like many things, they will be passed on to the children, as documentation of moments gone by.

I never did check the bottom of my table for treasure – but then I haven’t moved in ages!

Perhaps you should consider checking yours?

Just like in Stuart’s story, it could become a very important part of your very own “Sacred History”.

Do you have any stories like this to share?

Please take a moment to do so in the comments.

——- * Ages may be off – math is hard ——-

See you next time!

Reality or Dream?

Something happened in an old stairway in our hotel in Israel.

(You can read about our trip beginning here; https://significantencounters.com/2019/09/21/home-again/)

The elevators were dreadfully slow.

It would not be uncommon for the elevator to take up to ten minutes to arrive at your floor.

So we opted to take the back stairs;

You know, the ones that the employees use?

I failed to take photos; and here’s why –

I was so freaked out because we didn’t know which floor to get off on because…..

All the signs were in Hebrew!

חדר מדרגות

(Stairway in Hebrew)

The stairs looked somewhat like these.

(This photo of InterContinental Chicago Magnificent Mile is courtesy of TripAdvisor )

It was like one of those nightmares you have, where you go up some stairs, realize they are the wrong ones, and when you turn around the way you came, it’s all wrong!

I’m not afraid of much, but I was certainly in a panic when I realized it was a real deal, and I wasn’t going to wake up!

For a moment it was a tad like being in one of those drawings by M.C. Escher. https://mcescher.com/ Crazy with no way out!

The panic did subside when I remembered it was a hallway in a chain hotel, and that we would soon find our way out to where the people were.

I really just wanted to share with you a moment, or ten, where what was real, and what was nightmarish, briefly came together.

But we’re safe now, and I hope you’ll join me again on Friday for more Friday Favorites.


Our Weekend at Union Station in St. Louis – A Photo Journal

Architecture from the entertainment area.
Our room was on the ground floor under the word HOTEL.
Thankfully – the music stopped at 10:00!
I had to erase the sound – copyright – but imagine the song “Gloria” by Laura Brannigan – Really loud!
Just right for the kiddos!
Great signage.
Easy to get in all your steps!
Steps, steps, and more steps.
Resting places.
Tucked in everywhere.
Welcome!
Just dream about the stories this stairway could tell!
Gorgeous formal entry.
Ladies to the left, Gents to the right.
Just beautiful.
There is an ever changing light show done on this ceiling.
But boo … I seemed to have missed it.
You can almost picture the crowds coming and going when train travel was at it’s peak!
You know I love some good lines …
Our room was ground floor way up on the right – close to the music!
6th floor view of where the entertainment happens.
A full water feature – so soothing to the nerves.
If you are ever anywhere near Union Station – This place is hard to beat for a tasty, affordable meal, with excellent service.
A final glance from the parking lot.

I hope you enjoyed your armchair trip of Union Station in St. Louis, and that you will join me again next time.