Happy Thanksgiving

We give You thanks, most gracious God,
for the beauty of earth and sky and sea;
for the richness of mountains, plains, and rivers;

California Coastline, Monterey area 1994
California Coastline, Monterey area 1994
Glacier National Park 1994
Glacier National Park 1994

for the songs of birds and the loveliness of flowers.

Great Blue Heron On Bull Run in Clifton, VA
Great Blue Heron On Bull Run in Clifton, VA, 2022
Flowers On the Grounds Of Monet's Home
Flowers On the Grounds Of Monet’s Home….. Trip to France 2023.

We praise You for these good gifts…
Grant that we may continue to grow
in our grateful enjoyment of Your abundant creation, to the honor and glory of Your name,
now and forever.    ~ Book of Common Prayer

Clare and I wish you a blessed Thanksgiving hoping that you have quality time with family and good friends.  We are so grateful for the love and fellowship of our families, friends, and church who support us unconditionally.  We are grateful for our jobs, our good health, and our comfortable home.  We thank God for all his great love, compassion, grace, mercy, and provision.

God Bless,

Clare and Scott

Happy Thanksgiving

To All Our Friends and Family,

Clare and I are eternally grateful for all we have. The pandemic has been challenging but we are making it through by the grace of God who blessed us w/ a beautiful marriage in September, a nice house to rent in a nice neighborhood in Burke about 1/2 mile from the high school I graduated from 41 years ago and about 2 miles from Clare’s mom’s house, and the love and care of all of you.

We are both working, me from home five days a week and Clare two out of five days a week. We are attending very sparsely populated church services once a week which is a blessing. We are thankful for that and the chance to see some friends since it is about the only time we get out less for work or shopping. We and most everyone we know have been playing it very safe. We know of only a very few people who have got the virus and none who have died from it. God is good….all the time.

We hope that God has been good to you and that you have much to be thankful for even in these troubled times.

Much love,
Clare and Scott

Memorial To My Cat Spooky, RIP 20151027

My girl Spooky passed away on October 27, 2015.  She was only seven but had a serious heart condition, diagnosed just this past April.  Her heart was surrounded by and her lungs were full of fluid.  Her breathing capacity was seriously reduced and her heart very strained by the condition.  I believe she passed reasonably comfortably of a heart attack.  I found her dead on the floor of my apartment when I came home from work.  She didn’t look terribly distressed.  I am still sad.

She was a very cheerful, loving cat who I got in July of 2012 through a friend who works at a veterinarian hospital.  Spooky, nee Pookie, had been in a house fire, dropped off at the hospital, and abandoned.  Her ears and her paws were slightly burned in the fire.  I think that the family lost their whole house and their dog on the fire.  I guess I can understand, to a certain extent, abandoning the cat.

Pookie, who I had to rename Spooky, and I bonded immediately.  I was told by the vets that she was seven years old and spayed.  I came to realize that she had not been spayed because she was crazy in heat every four weeks.  When I took her in for her year after checkup, another vet told me she definitely had not  been spayed and, by the looks of her teeth, only four years old.  I had her spayed and we moved on.

The things I will remember most of her are the way she behaved when she was in heat.  Her bodily contortions were hilarious.  Early on, she could jump higher than any cat I have known.  I caught her on top of the bathroom door once.  In general she loved to have her head and ears rubbed…the ears I think because of the burn scar tissue.  Even up to the very end, she would meet me at the door when I came home, her tail upright and quivering in anticipation of that first caress.  In her last few months, she would get right up on the bed when my alarm when off, lie down stretched out along my arm by my head and wait for me to scratch her head.

Spooky never wanted any special toys.  She would play in a box and/or with any kind of string forever.  The laser pointer was a special favorite.  One thing I never understood and have had explained to me was how unstable she could be her hind legs.  Just a light push on her hips or a sleep on my leg or the arm of the sofa and her back end would fall over.  Yet she could still run and jump all over the place.  I miss you Spooky.  You’ll always be in my heart and in my prayers.

Holiday in Switzerland

I am in Geneva, Switzerland, for the Christmas holiday visiting my brother and his family.  My parents have flown down from Wales for the holiday also.  My brother’s wife’s niece who attends college in Munich, Germany, is visiting too.  As such, we have a full house but it is quite big enough for all of us to hang together and/or spread out as necessary.  The location is out in the country on a road with three houses, a river in the back yard, and France on the other side.

We have been out and about to the city of Geneva, to the historic town of Gruyere for fondue, to Borc to tour the Cailler Chocolate factory, hit the farmers’ market in Vivonne-les-Bains, France, and walked the burg of Nyon on the shores of Lake Geneva.  As it may sound, we have kept busy touring and also shopping for food for meals and presents for Christmas.  I have taken a number of pictures that I am posting when I can.  They can be seen by accessing the link on the right hand side of my home page under photography.  I’ll add a couple here for convenience.

Now I’m a Farmer!

Kim asked me to pick the lettuce from the garden and wash it today.  I promptly fired up a bone (figuratively), slapped “Now I’m a Farmer” from Odds and Sods by the Who on the ear buds, and went into harvest mode.  I brought the lettuce in to wash it and figured I’d put it in the dishwasher on the delicate, cold cycle.  The heads promptly lost the wilt to leave so I gathered the dogs and my cat around and said “Lettuce Pray.”

Another Weird Dream…

I dreamt that my family was moving my Dad’s parents, who passed away years ago, to a new place. I can’t say where this place might have been but in the dream I thought it was some place like Dagestan or Chechnya. It was very third world and rundown but mountainous, and beautiful. The backyard had a fence running from one side of it diagonally across the yard. At the break in the fence near the back, you could see far off into the distance over a complex of lakes but there was a drop off of hundreds of feet right on the other side of the fence. Also, the fence was falling down near where it connected to the house and I was afraid that my grandfather would wander back there and fall through the fence off the cliff. I can see this all so clearly in my mind it is bizarre. Later as we were trying to settle in my grandparents, a group of military policemen pulled up in personnel carriers and started approaching the house. The last thing I remember was winding down a slope through a maze of houses and vegetable gardens trying to get away.

Dalyan, Turkey, Day 4

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I recall now that this was seafood dinner night at the hotel because it was also the late afternoon tour of the Lycian ruins at Kaunos led by Rami who is the hotel general manager.  I was puzzled that he would lead the tour, which left at 1600 and returned at about 1830, on a big dinner night.  I guess he trusts his staff and, from what I saw, he should.  As it was, dinner at the hotel, served poolside, usually did not start until 1930 or 2000 when the sun had dipped enough behind the mountains to provide for a cooler dining experience.  By “cooler” dining experience, I don’t mean anything related to prison food….

By Thursday, I was tired of walking from my days in Istanbul and trips back and forth to town in Dalyan.  My daily routine turned into getting up for breakfast by the pool, hanging out by the pool reading and listening to music, drinking at the pool bar, eating lunch and, when on the schedule, dinner, by the pool, and swimming in the pool.  After 8 days of being on the go, I was ready to chill and enjoying it…by the pool.

My second to last real adventure of the trip was going to the ruins.  We boarded the hotel boat at about 1600 to head to town and beyond where we docked and walked to the ruins.  The days seemed to be getting hotter as they went by and this day was no different.  The walk was quite warm but interesting because we were out in the country surrounded by pomegranate trees and watermelon plants.  As in other very hot countries I have visited, like Thailand, you just get in the habit of walking slowly to try to keep the sweat factor to a minimum.

The ruins were quite interesting as were the views from them.  To the south were the remnants of a good sized fortress way up on the top of a hill.  To the southwest on a smaller hill were the remnants of another fortress.  Far off to the west was Iztuzu beach and the river delta spreading out before it.  The ruins consisted of Roman baths, a temple, a market square, a church, and an amphitheater.  It was apparent that there was still much work to do to unearth more of the ruins and try to reconstruct them.

There was not that much walking involved but what with me being so out of shape, my knee acting up, and the heat, after the tour, I was ready to get back down to the boat, on the river, and headed back to the hotel.  I was looking forward to a shower and dinner.

I was not disappointed with the seafood dinner which included Blue crab, shrimp, calamari, and whole fish such as Sea Bream.  Sadly, after all that food, it was all I could do to drag myself to the bar to join some of the family in an after dinner raki, the anisette flavored national drink.  But I managed.  One has to keep up the routine….