A good night's sleep, chocolate, the happiness and satisfaction of sharing on AgingCare forum. Does anyone have some favorite things to think about? Yes, this phrase is from the song in the movie "The sound of Music". My husband and I often resort to using movie lines and song to improve communication. We were the only two in a gathering of people who heard the background music playing. We both had the same (cassette tape/CD). A connection bringing two people together. To this day, we crack up when one uses a simple movie line to make a serious point.
SO, What is one of your favorite movie line, some of your favorite things?
There's been even more color change since my last post. The excitement of fall colors always improves my mood and stimulates the "daydream" section of my brain.
I love seeing small or larger changes in leaf color from one day to the next, as well as the perfect way they blend together in an almost constantly changing mixture of lovely autumn colors.
I love the unique fragrance of leaves as they begin their descent from a lofty perch on a tree down to the ground, preparing to blanket it in their warmth over the winter. There's a special fragrance of Fall, just as there is of rain, a kind of a fragrance that invites me to stop and enjoy it and forget about what other things I had planned to do. It's the mental fragrance "of a moment in time."
The aroma of fresh cider, or going out into an apple orchard to pick apples always stimulates my appetite (perhaps I should avoid this as my appetite has enough stimulation already).
Bought some pumpkin scones yesterday with great anticipation of enjoying them with coffee or cider, but was disappointed that they're basically bland and flavorless. But I'm stimulated to find a good pumpkin scone recipe. The aroma of pumpkin baking in the oven is beyond description.
Squirrels are amusing, busily scampering about gathering acorns for their winter storage, but I'd prefer they didn't create their own freezers in my garden.
The sun is still warm, but it's a different kind of warmth in the fall than in the summer. Now it's like a soft fleece blanket or a nice knitted or crocheted throw (maybe even a Granny Square one like I used to make), which is comforting not just from its warmth but because it reminds me of good times when I could leisurely knit or crochet and dream of other pieces I'd make when I got old, sitting in a rocking chair and falling asleep off and on, waking periodically to see dainty snowflakes drifting down as Winter creeps in.
I'm reminded of when I worked in downtown Detroit, and visited Hudson's book store on my lunch hour, arriving with charge card and strong arms, and leaving with issues of Mon Tricot, knitting magazines, sometimes novels, and plans for many knitted or crocheted items. I still reminisce back to creation of plans not yet realized as I find dozens of crochet magazines in my book shelves. It's another "moment in time".
Fresh fabric, new Fall and Christmas designs, in my favorite fabric store are also exciting. Wandering through the many aisles of fabric bolts stirs my imagination - by the time I've left, my project list has expanded to even more projects that I'll never ever be able to start or finish. But I can dream, even if I don't get anything made.
Still, it's time for another mental health break and visit to Jo-ann Fabrics for the latest in cloth. And these are "Women Caves", decorated of course in lovely colors, soft fabrics and the always exciting Fall pattern books filled with costumes for which I've bought patterns and probably will never make unless I get a job as a costumer for plays.
But then I couldn't spend so much time on this Forum.
A glow worm's never glum.
'Cause how can you be grumpy,
When the sun shines out your bum?
LOL - yeah, I think so.:-) I also have cupcakes on the brain. I have such a weakness for sweets.
See you when the summer is through
By Happenings
Great songs especially Try to Remember
So nice to hear that people are being kind to you,GA.
Good to remember gentler times Gershun.
Thank you for your responses.
Whenever I hum the tune, a vision of an amorous couple standing on a paved overhang, with a calm, gentle sea at the base of the cliff somewhere on the coast of Europe comes to mind.
One of my favorite "things" occurred yesterday, and has been occurring when I go to the laundry mat. Although I'm thankful, I'm wondering if I'm somehow conveying an image of an old woman who now needs basic help!
Folks have not only held open the door as I'm carrying laundry in (and usually most of them don't even look up as others enter and leave) but at least 4 times people have offered to carry the laundry out to the car.
Yesterday I was at a gas station getting ready to fill a tire that was low, a truck full of men pulled in and a young man came over to the car and asked if I would like him to fill the tires with air. As soon as he finished, the truck left. They seemed to have no other business there so I thought perhaps they saw me checking the air and decided to stop and help.
I've even had offers from other women to help unload the groceries in the car.
How thoughtful, considerate, and nice to know that someone is willing to take the time out to help an old lady!
Another favorite event is occurring right now. The wind sometimes just tussles the trees and branches, and at other times becomes stronger and gives them a much more vigorous shaking. The air is chilled, reminiscent of October, and reminds me that hopefully the hot and muggy days of Summer are gone.
Autumn and Halloween decorations are already in the stores, and my thoughts are turning to gathering grapevines for freshly made wreaths, wandering a local park to collect yet another batch of pine cones that will add to my already substantial collection, awaking to chilly mornings when hot chocolate is justified, and just enjoying perhaps the most colorful season of the year.
Trees have been turning color for the last few weeks; a few overachievers are actually about 50% covered in fall shades, especially the deep burgundy and reddish colors.
Yesterday I was treated to the wonderful fragrance of rain, from the day before. Puzzled how it could have entered the car and brought sush a fresh scent, I realized I had forgotten to keep the duct tape patch on a big swath at the base of the front windshield that's opened at the bottom and allows the rain to come it.
As a result, the floor mat on the driver's side brought the sweet smell of rain right into the car, to help welcome me and provide fragrance as I headed out for a day of caregiving chores.
And, at least I won't have to wash that portion of the car mat!
Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain so yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a young and callow fellow,
Try to remember and if you remember then follow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember and if you remember then follow.
Does anyone remember the tune to that song?
It's off to bed I go
My favorite thing today is Hallmark movies. Wish everyone could get a happy ending.
I simply remember my favourite things, and then I don't feel so bad!
When the bee stings
Be encouraged!
for KING & COUNTRY
Hit rewind
Click delete
Stand face to face with the younger me
All of the mistakes
All of the heartbreak
Here's what I'd do differently
I'd love like I'm not scared
Give when it's not fair
Live life for another
Take time for a brother
Fight for the weak ones
Speak out for freedom
Find faith in the battle
Stand tall but above it all
Fix my eyes on you, on you
I learned the lines and talked the talk (Everybody knows that, everybody knows that)
But the road less traveled is hard to walk (Everybody knows that, everybody knows)
It takes a soldier
Who knows his orders
To walk the walk I'm supposed to walk
And love like I'm not scared
Give when it's not fair
Live life for another
Take time for a brother
Fight for the weak ones
Speak out for freedom
Find faith.......
Jeremy Camp
Lyrics
All the bitter weary ways
Endless striving day by day
You barely have the strength to pray
In the valley low
And how hard your fight has been
How deep the pain within
Wounds that no one else has seen
Hurts too much to show
All the doubt you're standing in between
And all the weight that brings you to your knees
He knows
He knows
Every hurt and every sting
He has walked the suffering
He knows
He knows
Let your burdens come undone
Lift your eyes up to the one
Who knows
He knows
We may faint and we may sink
Feel the pain and near the brink
But the dark begins to shrink
When you find the one who knows
The chains of doubt that held you in between
One by one are starting to break free
He knows
He knows
Every hurt and every sting
He has walked the suffering
He knows
He knows