THE CHANGING SEASONS: AUGUST 2018 – AS SUMMER ENDS – Marilyn Armstrong

The Changing Seasons: August 2018


Photographs by:
Garry Armstrong
Ben Taylor
Marilyn Armstrong

Unlike in July, this month, we took some pictures. Of course, the two months look a lot alike, though July has more flowers. This month, I’m including pictures of mine, pictures from Garry and a few from a good friend who was visiting us and shooting his amazing (I want one!) Olympus Pen-F camera.

Please look for the shooter’s signature on photographs so you know who took it!

High point of the month: Garry gets his new hearing equipment.

And we got a new(er) car, a bright orange Jeep Renegade!

We saw goats.
Ben’s goats!

There were horses and chickens and cows — and one brown calf, as well as a barn full of cats and kittens.

Kitten anyone?
One beautiful cat! \
Up the ladder
Ben’s horses 
Garry’s horse
Marilyn’s horses
Photo: Ben Taylor

And let us not forget the landscapes and the produce!

And we had two lovely meals in Miss Mendon, a refurbished Worcester Dining car located at the car dealer (it’s a big dealership).

And  just one more …

Last of the daylilies

It has been a busy and exciting month and I’m exhausted! But happy, too.

About The Changing Seasons

The Changing Seasons is a monthly challenge where bloggers around the world share what’s been happening in their month.

If you would like to join in, here are the guidelines:

The Changing Seasons Version One (photographic):

  • Each month, post 5-20 photos in a gallery that you feel represent your month
  • Don’t use photos from your archive. Only new shots.
  • Tag your posts with #MonthlyPhotoChallenge and #TheChangingSeasons so that others can find them

The Changing Seasons Version Two (you choose the format):

  • Each month, post a photo, recipe, painting, drawing, video, whatever that you feel says something about your month
  • Don’t use archive stuff. Only new material!
  • Tag your posts with #MonthlyPhotoChallenge and #TheChangingSeasons so others can find them.

If you do a ping-back to Su Leslie’s post, she will update it with links to all of yours.

UPDATE

Please check out these bloggers and see how August played out for them

Ju-Lyn at All Things Bright and Beautiful

Tracy at Reflections of an Untidy Mind

Klara’s Brussels in August

DUE: A WORD OF ILL-OMEN – Marilyn Armstrong

THE TIME IS NOW – YOUR PAYMENT IS DUE!

“Due to events beyond our control …”

“Your payment is overdue …”

“You car payment is due on the …”

“Your zero payments are now complete and full payment is now due …”

Somehow, “due” is never a positive word. Well, maybe the due-date for a birth is okay. But overall, “due” is filled with ominous ramifications. You are due to pay, forgot your due date (couldn’t pay). You’ve got the evil over-due notice.  You are obliged to pay and oh the horror that will follow should you fail to so do.

So all of my “alerts” are for things I have already paid. They make me much happier. Tell me my payment went through. Assure me that all is well. Tell me the good parts and leave out the icky and ugly.

Because we are all due for a fall.

BE NICE – Marilyn Armstrong

I often feel like I should print a million t-shirts and bumper stickers that say: “BE NICE.” If I had the money, I’d do it and I’d stand on a busy street corner and hand them out.

Be nice and a better world will follow.

I don’t expect everyone to agree. I don’t even think having everyone agree is inherently a good thing. We need opposition. Controversy should be a positive development in politics and other areas of thought.

Phoenix sunset – Photo: Garry Armstrong

On the other hand, I believe civility would heal a lot of wounds. You don’t call people ugly names no matter what you believe because doing so is cruel, hurtful, and mean-spirited.

You don’t need a better reason. You don’t need “PC Police.” Keep a civil tongue in your head is a good enough reason.

I grew up in a household where we never, ever called anybody by any name that referred to their race or religion. This wasn’t only if someone of that race or religion was present. This was a general rule and applied 100% of the time, whether we were alone or in company. Nobody called names.

It was clearly and completely understood by everyone this was an absolute and rigid rule. No exceptions. Unless it was a literal quote and you were making a point about the speech, it was forbidden. Into my adulthood, I never heard anyone in my house — not kids or adults — racially or religiously insult anyone. Come to think of it, I didn’t hear it from any of my friends, either.

Sunset in the desert – Photo: Garry Armstrong

What anyone might have thought privately? I don’t know and I don’t care.

In our house, those words were never used. Garry says he was brought up the same way. Maybe if more parents refused to spout hateful words and made sure their kids didn’t use them either, the world would be a more civilized place for all of us.

TIME TO SHARE MY WORLD AS AUGUST ENDS – Marilyn Armstrong

Share Your World – August 27, 2018


Is summer almost over? How did this happen? I’m not ready. Hold back the snow … I’M NOT READY!

Do you prefer eating foods with nuts or no nuts?

Do I like to put nuts in my food?

Not unless the recipe calls for nuts and to be fair, other than pine nuts, I can’t think of a recipe that requires nuts. This is not to say I don’t like nuts. I particularly love cashews (though someone assured me cashews are really a fruit, but they sure do crunch like a nut).

This kind of peanut?

And then there are pistachios. There was a time, when I lived in New York with my first husband, when we found a place in lower Manhattan where they sold five pounds of in-the-shell pistachios (with green tint or not) for $10. We would take them home and eat all five pounds of them in a day or two.

My fingernails would be sore from prying open pistachios. The were empty shells everywhere, too. Behind every sofa cushion on in every corner, nut shells.

Can you overdose on pistachios? I’m pretty sure you can’t because if you could, I’d have already done it.

Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

Until people started asking this question online, I never thought about it. If they were open, that was okay. Closed? That was okay too. I don’t have a thing about it. I don’t care.

Open closet

I never thought demons were hiding in my closet. Unless you count my father, of course.

Are you usually late, early, or right on time?

I was always early and Garry was always late. These days, we are almost always slightly early, depending on traffic.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? 

We got a new-er car. I’m still tickled pink about it. Or, in this case, tickled Orange Crush.