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That’s Not Me

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We’re visiting family in Delmar, N.Y., and the leaves are falling fast.

We arrived Wednesday to a chilly temperature of 35 degrees. I enjoy the crisp air and sleeping under a ton of blankets, so the adjustment from Florida is welcome. There is only a smidge of color, and most of the leaves have fallen. The leaves are blown into the street, not raked, and not bagged. The town routinely vacuums them, following a schedule similar to their garbage pick-up.

You can view my story, Wheels of Circumstance at Miriam Drioi’s That’s Not Me. I’m a contributing writer to her blog series.

The story originated when I met Vera in college in 1966. She and her mother had to run into the woods to flee the Russians and escape to Austria on November 4th, 1956

I’d love you to share this story, with family and friends, if you’re comfortable .

. . .just saying

Say Goodbye

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Autumn Thoughts

I have trouble saying goodbye, not to people. . . I think I’m good at that. But to objects;  like my orange library card with the metal stamp. Clothing, my black cocktail dress (it still fits), mush cards from my son, and Martha Stewart Magazines.

 The above photo was snapped from a Halloween issue.

There was a time, when I traipsed through the woods to find and assembled something like that. Well it never came close, but had a lot of dried stuff.

 In Florida, that is not happening.

The alternative is to thumb through the magazine, and I do so, happily.

Autumn is short lived in Florida. There is no raking of leaves, then jumping into the piles.

I still hear the children laughing.

Remember. . . this was called fun.

The Christmas hurry up will begin Thanksgiving day, or November 23rd, and like it or not. . . my world will turn red, and green.

 I’ll have to say goodbye to the golden colors of fall.

 I’ll tuck Martha’s magazines away, take out the past Christmas issues, and go into the woods to cut down our Christmas tree.

…just saying

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Pumpkin Bread

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As Autumn as it Gets in Florida

The temperatures have dropped in Florida and today, I wore a coat outside to enjoy my coffee in the dark at 6:45 A.M. I made pumpkin bread to celebrate. The recipe was from a Lafayette Cook Book published in 1995 as a fundraiser for the historical society. It called for two and two-third cups of sugar, too high for me, so I reduced the sugar to one cup. The reason I baked vs bought, was to control the sugar.

The chopping and measuring took time because I’m 75 years old and things. . .take time. I have to remember if I put in the baking powder in or not; and loose count of the cups of flour. Then need to be extra careful not to burn myself, etc., but it makes two loafs.

So, I purchased a box of pumpkin bread at Aldi’s, and other than the amount of sugar, and prep time about fifteen minutes. It was marketed as a limited edition item. That caught my attention.

This lower left picture is the dried pumpkin coming to life once introduced to liquid. The middle, ready to go in the oven and the third, a comparison of all three breads. You can see, we sampled the loaf bread because the pumpkin smell was, well like_____ Fall in New Jersey.

The box pumpkin bread smelled like Fall in New Jersey, too.

…just saying

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