Happy Easter… It has snowed significantly in the northeast this season. A high school friend of mine reports 97 inches total up in Maine. But! My eyes have witnessed just this dusting today in the suburbs of Philadelphia. Okay, perhaps we got a bit more these past few months but I did not see it. Why? Because I have had the opportunity to spend much of my winter in Florida with my little grand-daughter Madelyn. Sharing her first year of life with her parents has brought great joy to my heart. Children are young for such a short period of time. I love being a grand-parent. You take the time to notice the little things. First I see little Madi just home from the hospital last spring, so tiny and then growing like a weed. In November she is still a baby, tiny and sweet and cooing. Christmas arrives and wow a toddler, crawling around and touching everything. A wink of an eye, and what is this? Ten months and walking this just can’t be so…. Every time I see this little special girl time has no meaning. There is nothing more important to do today but, watch her walk and whisper twinkle, twinkle, little star as I rock her to sleep. In another moment, outside to see her form those little lips to whistle because she hears the birds tweeting. You are blessed when you have grown old enough and have the time to witness the life of a grand child.
Sun Hunter(center) is the off the track thoroughbred (OTTB) that I have owned for nine months and he is seven years old today. Although he has a less than stellar racing record he is one class act. Having no prior experience with the OTTB I had not heard the lingo used often to describe these horses; crazy, head strong on drugs and hard to train. Sunny has performed beautifully since day one. He taught me the importance of taking time to join up. embraced training with ease and is beautiful in motion. At first the goal was to consider Western Pleasure but he is so smart and tries hard to do whatever is asked. A positive response is found with both Western Reining and Barrel Racing techniques. Perhaps we will embrace the new national goals(soon to be written) for Western Dressage. For sure he would perform beautifully. What do you get when you offer respect to a woman, a child, a dog? You get respect back and it is no different with a OTTB! The plan as I approach 60 had been to consider driving a pony cart. Well, perhaps that idea will need to wait until my 70’s! Yes a lack of intelligence about the false history of the thoroughbred worked in my favor. My husband and I are like two school age kids going out to play with Sunny boy. Although we still have much to learn we absolutely LOVE to ride Sunny! Happy Birthday to our special horse. Sun Hunter you rock!
The historical event I would attend if I was able to Time travel would be my wedding day. Yes, today August 26th is my 39th Wedding Anniversary. Sounds pretty historical for todays standards anyway. I met my husband in 10th grade while on vacation in Ocean City, New Jersey. Graduated from high school in June of 1972 and married that August. It would be good to have a nickel for everyone who bet we were too young and the marriage would certainly be short-lived. If I could go back in time some changes could be made. I would not allow people to write HELP on my husbands shoes for all to see as we knelt at the altar. I would not let my uncle steal me from the reception. Some jokes are just not funny. To this day my husband can still remember the photographer asking where is your wife for pictures and he had to respond “I don’t know.” It was pretty silly traveling three plus hours from Hyde Park, NY to Ocean City NJ on our wedding night! There are many things that should not be changed. It was fun to have my Home Ec teacher take me shopping to buy my gown material. Would make the gown again even if I thought I did not like it by the time it was finished! Most importantly I would marry the same guy all over again.
It is so different today witnessing the day of a child. There is a huge difference from the 1970’s to 2011. When I was a mom( early 70’s ) in this small Pennsylvania town the country farm existed all around me. Mom’s were busy trying to decide if they really wanted to work in the home raising children or out in the community working 9-5! It was much more about freedom and not money. Today, I would suspect it is much more about money and trying to survive. People in the past and today do not realize just how much one in the home raising children should be paid! A mom in the home has never really been valued in America. Historically it was observed as more of a right of passage and not a respected position. Women got married and raised the children and that is just what they did. Today we find the nanny, the day care worker and even the dad raising our children. My perception is that for the most part it is day cares that are raising our children. For this reason alone I choose to recognize Bright Beginnings, my grand-children’s Day Care Center. If you perhaps feel undervalued please know you are now alone. I once was raising children and realized how lonely and under valued of a job it can be. You indeed have the most valuable job of our society. You have the gift to nurture a child and as an Oma I thank you. You started these seedlings in the Spring and we have nurtured them along all summer. You have also started a seedling as a being and that is my grand-daughter. Thank you! You have given to a child and to a grand-mother the gift of nature and I thank you. Along with Olivia, Sofia and Liliella of course!
Howdy is what greets me today as I sit down at word-press to share my special new encounter. Sun Hunter was a thoroughbred race horse and now he is a part of my life. I purchased this rescued horse from After the Races with a Horse Adoption Agreement on June 23rd, 2011. After the Races is at 1451 Prizer Road, Pottstown, PA 19465. Continue reading
I started out in what seemed like the wee hours of the morning or at least it felt like it. I went to bed early at about 9:30 p.m. last night and perhaps this is why I was awake by 1 a.m. There I sat awake with my knitting. Checked my face book pages and balanced my checking account. Good, I have some money ready for the auction in the morning. Back into bed by four and fell into a deep sleep. With the sound sleep I was not sure I even cared to travel to the button auction. Up and out I went! Destination Blue Ball, PA. The thought of traveling the road to Amish Country is always an incentive to get me on my merry way. Arrived at the Blue Ball Fire House just a couple of minutes late.
Registered and now with the number 47. All set to place a bid when some pretty buttons should appear. Not such luck! It was just not meant to be. Stuck in shock! I held my number down and was sure not to move my hands so as not to confuse the auctioneer. Bids started usually at $12 – 20 and quickly climbed to $150 and more. These buttons are neatly attached to a manilla file folder and usually contain about 12 – 20 buttons per sheet. Neatly tucked into plastic for protection. Can you imagine my shock and disappointment when the bids brought in any where from $150 to $500 over and over again for almost 5 hours! What happened to the good deal to be found? After all unemployment has run high for a couple of years now. Jobs are suppose to be hard to find, no? How are all these people spending this much money for buttons. Surely these people must be collectors and dealers?
By about 1:30 I decided it was time to move on. Tucked inside the car was my Nikon D80 and surely a little fun with Photography must be the plan God intended today. As I walked out the door the last word heard was do I hear $625?
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