Saturday, December 3, 2011

Cranberry red, asparagus green, purple potatoes- oh,my!

Thanksgiving, November 24, 2011 in Williamsburg, Virginia. I HUGGED Travis and Emory! Skype is great, don't get me wrong, but there's nothing like being WITH them - talking, laughing, and HUGS! And, Page and Jack were there as well = what a simply fabulous time. I cannot wait until I live much, much closer to them. But, all good things in time.

Firstly - I flew up there. I really enjoy flying - not so much the landing this time, with gusty winds making the plane fish-tail its way in on the runway, but no harm done. And, busy airports like the one in Atlanta are the best - so much LIFE!!!!! It reminds me of a beehive, all that activity and bustling about. Emory is a fantastic cook- period. The turkey was perfect, home made cranberry sauce, roasted asparagus and potatoes (some of which were actually purple!), bread dressing and the pièce de résistance, pumpkin cheesecake. She outdid herself much to our tummies' delight. She even made stuffed mushrooms and a baked brie appetizer. Trav helped as well, finishing trussing up the turkey (not an easy task, let me tell you) , carving the turkey, then cleaning up everything afterwards. And, thanks to the trusty little timer on my camera, I was able to get a group photo!































Secondly - on Friday morning, whilst everyone else was being "silly" at the stores for Black Friday, we all went and watched The Muppet movie - no crowds here! LOVED the movie. Then, Emory, Page and I drove to Richmond (about an hour away) to see the Mummy exhibit at the Virginia Fine Art Museum. Ironically, they are on loan from the British Museum, so we all actually have already seen them, ahem, but we didn't know this. Besides, being a smaller display, hopefully we can have a better view (and photo op). We won't know, however, until another time. The next viewing wasn't until an hour and a half  later after we arrived, which would put us back home a bit late. No problem. I plan on returning before the exhibit's Mar 2012 departure and we turned our attention to Cary Street  - Emory's favorite street so far in Richmond. It's full of boutiques and vintage shops, and toy stores and cool places to eat. Definitely want to give it a good look next time. But, this visit wasn't so shabby - Em flourished a peacock clip in my hair the second we entered one vintage shop - the same one where I found an adorable pair of gloves and a double string of "pearls." The toy store was quite the delight and offered such treasures as an adorable bat and a pink, glass owl ornament for my Christmas tree. It was a perfect day for walking about - the row houses, what can I say? I want one- haha. We came across a plaque, from way back when, that depicted a fireman- a plaque was placed on your home if you had paid your fire dues, in which case, they would put out a fire and save your house, if not, then, oh,well.... And, all the camelias were in bloom. All of this inspired Emory to decorate for Christmas, which she did straight away when we got home.






 
Thirdly, and lastly, Saturday morning arrived. Unfortunately, Page and Jack were heading back to Mount Pleasant and left early, so they were unable to join Trav, Em and I for breakfast at the Blue Talon (French bistro). I've eaten there before and it is soooo delicious.Then we hit up the Peanut Shoppe - yummy! After that we headed back to the kids' place for Christmas photos. Dori, the cat that they've had for about 3 years now, is still getting use to their new cat, Pan. Dori decided that she was too close for comfort and started hissing,etc at Pan. The picture is priceless. And, then, it was time for me to return to Mt P as well. Beautiful sunset skies followed by twinkling lights from the cities below. What a fantastic Thanksgiving, but it's always good to be back home. The dogs and cats are happy to see me, too. Guess it's time to get my Christmas tree up - the kids will be here in less than a month! (YAY!!!)






















Red, white and blue = Canines for Veterans







I was invited to be a vendor at a fund raiser event - "Pooches for Patriots" -  on November 19, 2011. It was held at the Charleston Rifle Club and proceeds benefitted the Canines for Veterans program which trains, then provides service dogs for disabled veterans. I shall quote from their website:

Canines for Veterans is a national program that provides Veterans with disabilities quality trained service dogs.  The program works with military prisoners at the Naval Consolidated Brig Charleston and teaches them how to train rescue dogs as service dogs for the wounded and injured Veteran.  Know as the “triple win” the Canines for Veterans program has twice been awarded a Newman’s Own Award for program innovations supporting our military and their families and has  recently been approved by the US Department of Labor as an apprenticeship program.

Launched in 2008, the program operates entirely on private donations. 
The program operated at the Marine Corps Base Camp Lejeune until August 31, 2010.  As of September 1, 2010, the program has relocated to the Navy Consolidated Brig, Charleston, South Carolina.

A Canines for Veterans service dog is a constant assistant that can perform 70 commands to assist with everyday tasks for the wounded veteran, including:


  • Retrieve and carry objects
  • Pull their partner in a wheelchair, push elevator buttons and even transfer money at the grocery store.
  • Provide social support by acting as a bridge to conversation and acceptance. When a service dog accompanies a wounded veteran, the focus is on the dog, not the disability.
  • Provide balance and stability for an amputee or someone who has lost mobility.
  • Be a source of love and companionship. Both the veteran and the dog are a team and make the transition back to independence together.
I had a great time with some great people, especially those special ones working with those amazing dogs. It was truly a heart-warming experience, aaand..., fingers crossed, I just might've gotten a commission or two.

The blue-purple iridescence of the sun on the back of a black crow

Going to Hunting Island State Park, located just outside Beaufort, SC , in order to get a photo of the light house, has long been on my bucket list (of things to see/do before I leave Charleston). Finally! at the beginning of November, Page and I went on our adventure. Little did we know that it would provide some of the best shots ever that we could get of crows.....

















Shabbat Shalom! and the golden glow from candles in the menorahs

On that Friday night of Rockie's engagement party weekend (Oct 29th), Shirley asked me to go with her and Lewis to Shabbat services. Lewis is traditional and prefers a conservative synagogue : everything is said in Hebrew, men sit separately from the women, etc. Shirley does not like this at all. Lucky for her and me, the Tree of Life Congregation in Columbia, SC is of the reformed Judaism persuasion. Such a beautiful sanctuary! Vaulted ceilings, with stone on the walls behind the pulpit going all the way up to the ceiling. A dark purple curtain, equally as long, hung between the walls, behind which resided the torah. In front of each stone wall was a lit menorah. Unlike the conservative branch, where there isn't any kind of music, save for some chanting (by the men), we sang along together (there is writing in English under the Hebrew, so if the chorus was resung a couple of times, I could join in), and the rabbi even played the guitar! And, great, upbeat melodies - I loved it (and, Lewis hated it - oh, well....). Actually, it was just like going to church = basically looked the same, friendly people, lots of things for kids to do - I'm really glad I went....



The book that was used by the congregation is titled "Gates of Prayer for Shabbat and Weekdays." And, it is written (to non-Jews) backwards! In other words, the beginning of the book is where the end ususally is. On page 80 was written a silent prayer - I liked it so much that I went on line and purchased the book. Here is that prayer:

                             Silent Prayer

     These quiet moments of Shabbat open my soul. Blessed with another week of life, I give thanks to the One who creates and sustains me.
     For all the good I have known during the days that have passed, I am very grateful. I know that I have not always responded with my best effort, but often I did earnestly try. I have tried to give my family and friends love and devotion, and I pray that I may grow more loving as the years pass.
     Even as I regret my weaknesses, I rejoice in my accomplishments. Let these achievements, O God, lead to many others. May I be blessed on each Shabbat with the sense of having grown in goodness and compassion.
                                                                               


                                                                                                                                                                                                   

Friday, December 2, 2011

chocolate brown, turquoise and white = the color of love....





Rockie and Brent
 
On October 29,2011, I got to celebrate the engagement of Rockie Smith to Brent Smith up in Irmo, SC. I've known Rockie for about 23 years - ever since I chose to take Travis to Children's World Day Care, lo those many years ago - where I met her mom, Shirley, who was the director at that time, and with whom I've become great friends. I absolutely adore Shirley, but, since she does live in Loughton, England, I don't get to see her that often. But, she does come state-side  twice a year to see her 2 girls, and we alway get together then. A couple of years ago, she even coordinated her fall trip so that she could attend Travis and Emory's wedding! A few more pics from that weekend follow......







 









(1) me and Shirley (2) Shirley and Lewis (3) Rockie and her sister, Nicole (4 & 5) only in SC - a train just yards away from the party site and the USC Gamecocks on TV DURING the engagement party! (6) a festive table (7) entertainer, Johnny Summers (8) autumn starts in Irmo (9) a bird heading for its nest