Thursday, November 17, 2022

For ME

In Today's Mail

Rarely does the mail bring anything personal any more. We get bills and catalogs and solicitations and junk advertisements, but almost no one writes a letter. Very rarely we will get a handwritten thank you for a wedding gift, and at Christmas we still do get occasional cards with handwritten messages. But today the mail had a package, for me, not work materials for my boys, not some nightgown or pan I ordered, but an actual person to person package.  It was a surprise package from my sister. It was a handmade gift for me. It was something that took a lot of time, loving attention, and heart. For me. 
Thank you, Mary.
Instead of throwing away the multitudes of papers that come our way, she sifted through them and found the pretty pieces, the fine designs, the evocative, and the pleasing bits. She put these together in a book of hand made pages, with pockets and flaps, stamps, and stamping, and layers upon layers full of pretties. 
Behold - 




With a charming bookmark!















… and many more.

It was meant to be inspiring, and it is. My fingers are itching….

But that wasn’t all. My birthday is coming, and always shortly thereafter is Thanksgiving, so there were cards inside, with handwritten messages from my sister and my mother. Here, one DOES NOT give birthday wishes before the day, so those cards are reserved for the day. But I can show you some of the other pieces included, which are a poke to get busy MAKING things. 



Handmade translucent paper



Pockets



And ready-to-use layers



Thank you, Mary. You made my day. 

 



Monday, November 14, 2022

More Heidelberg

Old City





Details








No admittance 





180 year old tombstone 





Looking up at the castle ruins from the city.


When your house is the corner





…older than that tombstone 




Note the corner tower of the castle ruins. That’s what the Frenchies did. And they blew up the munitions storage tower. That would have made quite the bang. By then castles were becoming obsolete, with the invention and use of gunpowder. 



Note the white cobblestones in the last two photos. A small hospital chapel used to stand in those outlines. 




Statue of Maria and Christ Child it’s the inscription reading that reverence is directed, not to the materials or workmanship, but to the mother and Child themselves.

… to be continued.










Saturday, November 12, 2022

Next Day

Fall Planting and Clean Up

It is another very foggy day - rather Novembery. Instead of trying out alternative living methods, like yesterday, we worked outside on preparing for winter. That included clearing some planters and putting the beginnings of winter flowers in. 



And cutting the last of the dahlias. 




Challenge

Check Up

I have a weekly on-line meeting with my Siblings to discuss life, liberty, the pursuit of happiness, and the state of the world. This week we have a group challenge to check up on our readiness for living semi-comfortably through a difficult time. The scenario is a one day electrical outage. This helps us check our mental and physical preparedness for such a potentiality. 
So, yesterday, Better Half and I took the challenge. It wasn’t terribly difficult, because we have a gravity water supply and cistern, and off-grid sanitation facilities. We technically didn’t have to turn off our lights either, because they run on solar and batteries, but we did, just in the spirit of the thing. And we have a fireplace with warming circulation, so no concerns about a furnace. (Note, all the stuff sitting around in not-appropriate places are part of our current push to get boxes unpacked and the house in order. Not there yet.)




The bigger test was food preparation. Technically we didn’t have to adjust much on that either, because we have a wood-fired cookstove, but I elected to try the more primitive route of not using it. 



Alternative option, obviously not in use. 

So, I pulled out the candle-powered Raclette cookers to make our brunch. Things required adjustment along the way, because, until you try something in real life, you don’t know how the details are going to work. Like, boiling water for tea. Cheese cookers won’t do. 



The ingredients and supplies.


No electricity 


Heat source. We found the quality of tea lights definitely matters. 





These are things that didn’t work: as appropriately sized and cute as these little pans are, they didn’t balance well on the cookers, so they got eliminated. 



Food


Food


Food



Mama’s homemade food. “But, Mom, that’s so old.” Actually it is perfectly good, and would be still in twenty years. 





Food, Getting done….



Some food done, and note to self: how do you keep food warm, while the rest is cooking? A plate over the dish helped, but a heat source would be better. 






Food to eat. We fared sumptuously and were filled, and took cognizance of what to do further, for “next time.”
One thing was to pull out the made-for-it food warmers, and wash off the dust. 


This is part of one. We have two, in different kinds with actual grill and plate tops, so we could use pots on them. Check.

 Then, of course, one must account for early darkness in this season. So candlelight🕯  dinner it was. But we simply had our Swiss platter supper with uncooked foods: ham, tuna (to rotate stocks, he said), bread, vegetables, and, naturally, garlic🧄. 


A very foggy day, heading toward dusk. 



Dark by suppertime.

So, there was no internet yesterday, officially; but some business had to get done, so we were not totally strict about those things; just no social media or messages or movies. So consider this yesterday’s post.