• Dog days of summer…

    I grew up in the South.  Until I was about twelve or thirteen, we did not have air conditioning.  My niece Sharon and I (she is two and a half years younger than I) played outside all day long as I recall.  I really don’t remember the heat being all that intense.  Maybe it’s just old age playing tricks on my memory.  I remember we drank water out of the backyard hose after we learned to let it run long enough to get cool!  I remember picking fresh tomatoes from the vine and fruit from the trees and eating those.  We were healthy kids who were seldom sick.  Must be something to be said for lots of fresh air and sunshine.

    Now, I feel the heat intensely – the heat and the humidity.  I live in Iowa and it is just about as hot and humid here as in the South.  About this time every year, I think Alaska sounds like a good idea!

    The “dog days of summer” are those last hot days from the end of July to about the middle of August.  The flowers have bloomed and they’re looking a little worse for wear now.  The grass struggles to get enough rain during this dry season and we are grateful for every inch of rain that falls.  I begin to look forward to Fall just as the pages of the calendar approach the beginning of August.  Of course, Autumn is my favorite season and that could have something to do with it.  Autumn just does not last long enough…

  • Autumn 2020…

    I should have entitled this post “the year of Covid 19”.  What a year!  I can’t believe the last time I posted in this blog (that I really do care about) was February and snow was on the ground.  The days rolled into weeks and the weeks rolled into months.  Now, it is my favorite season once again.  We’ve been so cooped up and isolated it seems to be a way of life now.  Not one any of us enjoy but, obviously, safer this way.  Someday, when our descendants are looking for photographs of us in the year 2020, we will all be wearing masks!  Imagine the questions about that.

    The time wasn’t entirely wasted.  I supported new quilt shop friends on Etsy and now have a delightful supply of quilt shop quality fabrics.  My granddaughter says my sewing area looks like a fabric store!  (She saw it on FaceTime.)  I made a couple of large lap quilts for the youngest two granddaughters which they loved and ordered fabrics for all the others.  I have a few quilts in progress.  I admit I’m not as fast at everything as I once was!

    I’ve also worked a good bit on family history.  I love solving mysteries!

    Doug and I traveled to Montana several weeks ago for a long overdue visit with my oldest and his family.  It was wonderful to have time with all of them!  We went to a beautiful lake in the mountains and I finally saw Big Sky!  I can’t ski but it’s beautiful.  My granddaughter Sarah graduated from high school in early June (although only parents could attend), but I did have fun helping to get her ready for college!  We ordered things and wore our masks to do some in person shopping.  Thankfully, there were very few cases of Corona virus there.  I can’t believe I now have THREE granddaughters in college!  Slow down, time!

    Early July was rather sad since my daughter and her family moved to Kentucky.  After 22 years with a company here in Des Moines, my sweet son-in-love had an offer for a new position too good to turn down, and so they sold the farm.  They bought a large home on 5 acres which she is hard at work on making it look like them.  She’s an artist so it will be lovely I have no doubt!  Sadly though, when the leaves are off the trees, I can see their house and it makes me sad.  Doug and I will probably move to Kentucky, Tennessee or Chicago one of these days…when the time is right.  For now, he is enjoying our 1.25 acres and all the flowers.

    I’m having a significant birthday on the first day of December.  I haven’t come to terms with the fact I’m that old yet, but I’m sure I will.  I’m looking forward to Heaven one of these days but hopefully not for many years to come.  So, I’ll just be thankful and rejoice I’m alive!  Even though I am old.

    Autumn in Iowa

    It’s rather late in life but I’ve discovered I really like makeup.  I’m an untrained artist (my daughter has a fine arts degree), so it’s fun what you can do with a little (well, okay, a lot) of concealer, primer, base, etc.)  I’m probably the oldest one they have but I have signed up to be an independent distributor with SeneGence International.  I will do it the easiest way possible which means I am setting up a website with them where you can order and have it delivered to you.  Things are still in the works now.  Their skin care and makeup products are wonderful!  I’ll be sharing more about it later but if you want to check it out my SeneGence website is:  https://senesite.senegence.com/DianneAllenRieck

    I hope this post finds each of you well and happy!  May the Lord bless you and keep you!

  • Patches of sunlight…

     

     

     

     

    We have had snow on the ground for weeks now with dreary overcast skies.  Today, the outside temperature has inched its way up to 41 degrees and it feels wonderful outside!  I love the sunshine and so does our cat, Tiger.  He chases the patches of sunlight all through the house.  I think he’s sunbathing!

     

     

     

    Patches of sunlight actually bring back memories to me.  

    I write about it in the post Moving to Victor Drive here.

     

  • Snow days…

    At the moment, there are about seven inches of snow on the ground with more predicted tonight.  The cold has not been brutal this week, but it is cold enough that I’m enjoying staying in where it’s warm.  The sky is overcast as evident in the pics below.  I need to edit the photo and brighten them some.  Maybe I’ll do that in the next few days.  Truth be told though, this is what it looks like.  Drab and gray and white.  There have been a few sunny days with snow falling.  I like those best of all.

    Snow days are the perfect days to curl up on the sofa and read.  Or watch old classic movies.  Or finally work on my two blogs!  A week ago I had surgery to remove a benign tumor beneath my eardrum, so I’ve been in slow gear this week.  I actually finally made the bed today!  I’ve been crawling in and out of it all week.  Snow days are also the perfect time for a big pot of homemade vegetable soup which my husband helped me put together yesterday.  I made the cornbread with his help lifting the skillet (no lifting for three weeks!).  The soup is simmering on the stove now and smells delicious.  Snow days are also the perfect time for a big steaming cup of hot salted caramel chocolate which I’ve ordered from Amazon and this delicious Harney & Sons Hot Cinnamon Spice Tea.  So good!

    So spicy and sweet with lots of cinnamon!

     

    We have one and a quarter acres…all covered in snow at the moment.

     

    Waiting for Spring and cushions…

     

    A comfortable place to sit…in the Spring!

     

    Taken at dusk yesterday.  The deer discovered our perennials under the snow.

     

    Dusk and feeding time.  Didn’t see any bucks among the herd.  Just a bunch of does.

     

     

  • Eleven degrees and snow on the ground…

    We got all of four inches of snow last night.  Just enough to be pretty and start the snowball rolling.  The wind has been blowing like crazy all day out of the North-Northwest.  The large flags in town were blowing straight out just like they’d been starched.  Earlier today, I think it was about eighteen degrees.  At the moment, it’s down to eleven.  It is so cold and I’m not ready for winter.  Since my two favorite seasons are Spring and Fall, I guess that’s a clue I don’t like hot and/or cold!  We definitely needed warm caps and a heavy coat today.

    About this time a year ago, I took an ungraceful fall on the sidewalk right in front of one of my favorite shops in Lincoln Square in Chicago.  The sidewalk was uneven and, apparently, I’m clumsy.  I think I saw on Facebook that if one falls and everyone laughs, you’re young.  If one falls and everyone comes running, you’re old. Needless to say, it was embarrassing when everyone came running.  I ended up with a torn meniscus and knee surgery on Valentines Day 2019.  Today, I saw my orthopedic surgeon for a shot of cortisone in my knee.  It will help for several months.  However, it probably means I won’t sleep much tonight and tomorrow I will have bright red circles on my cheeks.  Just a couple of temporary side effects.  It should help the residual pain and, hopefully, give me a boost of energy for a bit.

    Tomorrow I have a CAT scan on my right inner ear in preparation for my ear surgery in January.  I’m not thinking about it or dreading it yet.  It has to be done.

    After the injection in my knee, we stopped at Olive Garden for lupper…late lunch, early supper.  Tiger met us at the back door when we came home.  Obviously, we had been gone much too long to suit him.  I don’t know why he was complaining though.  He’s in a nice warm house all curled up in his cozy spot.

     

    What you see behind the last windbreak of shrubs is a harvested corn field

    belonging to the farmer who owns the land behind our property.

  • An Autumn afternoon…

    I’d spent the past two days cleaning out and reorganizing my walk-in closet.  I felt like a hamster spinning her wheels.  At least the Goodwill pile was growing and I had a little more room on my shelves.  The problem was – and is – there are too many things that no longer fit!  I’m nothing if not optimistic and, for years, have said I’ll keep it for when I lose weight!  Does that sound familiar to anyone?!

    Anyway, I had escaped this task and gone outside to help Doug work on the old, original shed.  It will just take twenty minutes he’d said.  If you recall from a previous post, Doug has a new shed that is rather like a workshop now, so this old one needs help.  He will store his riding lawnmower and a few other things in the old one.  Winters are tough here and Spring rains are relentless.  Between the two, the old shed is about to fall down.  I suggested we tear the whole thing down and start over!  Not without an attempt to save it apparently.  So, as Doug attempted to lift the 10′ x 12′ building, I carefully placed wooden braces beneath.  I thought we were doing great in getting the building up 2″ when he mentioned it needed to go up SIX!  The building sits on a hill and the Spring rain needs to go under the building.  I’m sure there’s an emoji that would resemble my face just then, I just can’t find it!

    About that time, Doug had a good suggestion:  let’s leave everything and go for a ride.  Perfect idea.  I was tired of working in the closet and didn’t think I had it in me to brace the building up another four inches.  So off we went.  We still needed to place Autumn flowers on his grandparents’ graves so we started there.  He had already taken flowers to his parents’ grave and to Johanna’s (his late first wife).  It is getting later in the season and I was glad we were going to be able to get this done.

     

     

    I’ve been working on Doug’s family history for several years and feel as if I knew his grandparents.  

     

    I love an Autumn afternoon, especially when it involves a drive in the country. 

    There were many farmers out in their combines harvesting beans and corn. 

    I really should have grown up on a farm because I love the countryside!

     

     

     

     

    I think Doug’s original goal for the drive was to stop by the shed company – the one where he purchased his workshop.  Well, as long as we were going to be in Ankeny, I suggested we stop by the ARL!  (The Animal Rescue League of Iowa!)  Doug actually helped create the water feature at the front entry there so he was all for it.  We started on the side that houses the dogs first.  There were three I could have brought home:  an eight month old American English Coonhound named Hank,  a six year old gorgeous German Shepherd named Ranger and an eight month old English Mastiff!  Needless to say, we did not come home with a single pup.

    Next was the Cat side of the building.  They have so many cats that need homes!  We held a little eight week old orange tabby kitten.  Adorable!  Wonder how Tiger would like a little brother?  In the end, we left the little guy there.  I have no doubt he will find a good home.

     

     

    Last stop was the shed company.  We went inside each one of their “samples” and at the end of the day, Doug decided to take off a lot of the bad boards on the old shed and bring it back to life.  Reasonable decision but I think he’ll need someone stronger than I am to lift the last four inches!

    Then it was home where we baked a pizza and relaxed for the rest of the evening…