It was another beautiful afternoon with highs reaching the upper 60s!
It’s a beautiful day! I took a walk downtown and here are some of the sights.
I am so saddened to learn about the passing of Barbara Bush. She has been a personal inspiration to me for two very specific reasons that I’d like to share here that were encapsulated in this one excerpt:
In 1980, George ran for president. There were endless receptions, luncheons, dinners and fundraisers. For the campaign, Barbara had to choose an official cause. She picked literacy, which became a lifelong passion. “I realized everything I worried about” – teen pregnancy, hunger, homelessness, drug use, crime – “would be better if more people could read, write and comprehend,” she later recalled. She was also pressured to change her image, with some family members urging her to “color my hair, change my style of dressing and, I suspect, get me to lose some weight,” she later recalled, driving her to tears. Jane Pauley of NBC opened a television interview by asking her: “People say your husband is a man of the ’80s and you are a woman of the ’40s. What do you say to that?” Barbara, though stung, declined to alter her matronly image, which instead helped her become one of her husband’s most powerful political assets. A critic, Andrew Sullivan of The New Republic magazine, called her “America’s queen mother” whose “mastery of frumpy do-goodery is, of course, modeled on the Windsors.”
Despite record-breaking cold temps, snow, ice, torrential rain and winds gusting over 50 miles per hour over the past couple of days, there are definite signs of Spring in my yard. To start, the grass is turning green!
Wayne and I are missing church this morning due to a “winter weather advisory” which includes icy rain and slick roads. Then we’re getting some snow! I’ll miss going this morning because weather and wellness permitting, during the fall, winter and spring, Wayne and I go to our Episcopal church in Cape Elizabeth* every Sunday. We prefer the early morning quiet and “contemplative” service which means there are no hymns, choir nor an organ being played. Unlike the later service there is a relatively small attendance of regulars. Here are some things I really love about our ritual:
Wayne and I took a walk in our woods to where the clearcutting is occurring behind our property line. It’s very sad up close, but we found comfort in the beauty of our woods in the early spring. It’s therapeutic to share it here with you, both the ugly and God’s creations.
Greater Portland, Maine has been growing rapidly which includes my town of Scarborough. With “development” comes destruction. Since I purchased my house nine years ago this month I have witnessed many changes in my immediate neighborhood. Where there was once a large open field and woods is now a housing development. The majority of older homes that have sold within the past couple of years went under contract within days, were gutted then renovated before being flipped. Abutting my neighbors across the street was some clear cutting due to a parking lot expansion for a new medical building so that they now have a view of a parking lot!
This is one of the reasons why my own two acres of woods in my backyard have been extra special to me. It’s also why when I came home from running some errands I was heartbroken and shocked when I saw what had happened in less than a day.
When Wayne asked me to marry him last summer he did not have a ring; he said he wanted me to pick one out. I was truly grateful because I definitely did not want a traditional solitaire this time around. A second wedding later in life is about doing it your way. Any wedding should be that way but we know how easy it is to get caught up in what’s expected or worry about what others will think. For example, there is a stigma against smaller sized diamonds; bigger is supposed to be better.
The next day we went ring shopping locally. A lot has changed over the past twenty years of rings! There were more options, but most everything I saw was NOT ME. There was no dearth of multiple diamonds in garish settings as if marketing departments determined that’s all any bride-to-be would wear. I wanted something sparkly yet low-profile, elegant, understated and vintage inspired (of course). Continue reading “A Second Proposal”
After church this morning we had a delicious new-to-us sandwich for lunch. I’m calling it a New York deli style Easter meal. I think you’ll want to give this a try!
Wishy and I did a little Easter photo shoot. We hope you enjoy it.