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

Clare and I Go To Fredericksburg, VA, for Our Anniversary Weekend Away

Our second anniversary was September 26, 2022.  We had made arrangements to stay at the Richard Johnston Inn in historic Fredericksburg, VA, on Saturday, the 24th, roam about town, eat well, and attend LifePoint Church Fredericksburg before heading home on Sunday.  As it was, after having made our reservations, we found that a couple whose wedding earlier in the summer we helped out with and are now mentoring, go figure, was scheduled to get baptized on the 25th.  After conferring, Clare and I decided to see if we could push our reservation at the Inn back to the following weekend and were successful at doing so.  So we were able to attend the baptism and join Ernest and Patricia along with an old friend of Ernest’s and her family for a long lunch after church.  It was a great day!

Anyhow, we headed off to Fredericksburg the next Saturday, 1 October, in the midmorning.  We made good time getting to Fredericksburg including finding a nice back way into the historic district and our lodging.  We were very early for check-in but were graciously allowed to park the car in the Inn’s parking lot as needed.  As we were anxious for a cup of coffee, we parked the car and headed off on foot, in the on-and-off rain, for Agora Downtown Coffee Shop, a couple of blocks down Caroline Street from the Inn.  They were doing a pretty brisk business but we were able to get served in a timely and pleasant manner and  get the last available table to sit at.

There we plotted out our next move which was to hit the Visitors Center and get some info on good places to visit, mostly indoors out of the rain.  The plan turned out to be to hit Chatham Manor first, have lunch at Amy’s Cafe next, and then go to the Gari Melchers Home and Studio, also called the Belmont House for reasons as yet unknown to us.  All these stops were on the east side of the Rappahannock River from historic Frederick.  We wouldn’t have known anything of that side of town had we not somehow managed to get routed into town that way from i95.  It worked out quite well as we bypassed lots of one-way streets and stoplights and got the parking at the Inn with ease.

Chatham Manor is now a National Park Service property having been willed to it on the passing of the last and longest owner, JohnLee Pratt.  It was built in 1771 and occupied almost ever since.  Before the Civil War, the plantation was “home” to nearly 100 slaves.  During the Civil War, it was home to thousands of Union troops and a field hospital.  The house and the gardens are beautiful.  The house unfortunately was missing what looked like wonderful porticos on the riverside.  From the house, the view looked out over the Rappahannock to historic Fredericksburg.  The overlook served as a good vantage point for Union cannons, two of which are still pointed across the river.

From Chatham Manor, we headed back north up the road along the river to the historic town of Falmouth where we had lunch at Amy’s Cafe.  They were doing a pretty good business of what looked like a combination of locals and tourists including people in town for Mary Washington College’s parents’ weekend.  There was some covered outdoor seating but given the cool weather and rain we opted to eat inside.  Clare enjoyed a cup of chili and half turkey sandwich while I relished a turkey wrap with chipotle mayonnaise and some homemade freshly cooked potato chips.  The food was so good we went back on Sunday for bowls of chili and more potato chips before driving home!

Our next stop after lunch was at Gari Melchers Home and Studio.  Gari was an American artist, mostly a painter, with a career based on a variety of different styles.  He was said to be not stuck in one particular style as many artists can be.  His studio on the property consisted of three good-sized rooms and one smaller room with paintings on display, many of them his.  The house was gorgeous.  We had a great docent who showed us around both the house and the studio.  She was very friendly, easygoing, and informative.  The grounds themselves were very nice but as it was early fall, there wasn’t a flood of colors like we might have seen there in the springtime.

We got the call while we were touring the studio that our room, the Peyton Mae, was ready so when we left the site we headed to the Inn to get settled in….no pun intended.  Our room, which we forgot to take a picture of, was comfortable with a decent view out the back of the Inn over the garden sitting area and off to a park on the other side of the street next to the river.  Unfortunately, that view of the park and river was partially blocked by new condo construction.  It’s a shame we can’t just leave a good thing alone.  The room did not have an en suite bathroom but did have a private one for us right across the hall.  There were very nice bathrobes available to keep us covered up as we traveled the 10 feet back and forth from bedroom to bath.

After relaxing a bit and pondering our dinner options, we decided to skip Fahrenheit 132 Restaurant and Cocktail Bar and consider both Rebellion Bourbon Bar and Kitchen and Billikens Smokehouse At the Chimneys.  All came well recommended.  Fahrenheit was a good 8 or 9 blocks away from us while the other two were within two blocks.  We leaned toward Rebellion but it looked pretty busy and mostly had handheld entrees which weren’t what we were looking for at the time.  So we headed back toward Billiken’s which was down the street a block past the Inn but got distracted by Sammy T’s, where we had lunch last year, and ended up stopping there.  I had a very nice Mediterranean shrimp couscous dish with sundried tomatoes, olives, etc., while Clare had a vegetarian dish based on Summer squash that was unfortunately pan-fried or baked a bit dark as to be nearly burnt on one side of the cubes.  She ate most of it nonetheless.  It did taste good!

Somewhere, sometime in our ventures, we ended up at Riverby Books.  As always, we could spend hours in bookstores.  This one, which we have visited before, has one of the greater selections, on three floors, of used books that I have seen.  Contrary to my usual book purchases, I got three relaxing mystery adventure type easy reading books for those times when I just need to mellow down easy and not strain my brain on non-fiction political, cultural, current events, and/or religious subjects.  I found at least one John Le Carre book that I hadn’t yet read.  I didn’t even realize he had any new books out since the last one I read which I believe was “The Constant Gardener.”  I see looking online that there are many more out there that I have missed.  My fascination with John Le Carre dates back to probably the early 70’s when I read “The Spy Who Came In From the Cold” and “Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy.”

To cap the evening off, we went for ice cream a few doors down from Sammy T’s at Abner B’s (Abner Butterfield Ice Cream Company) where I had a delicious coffee ice cream w/ chocolate chunks in it and Clare had a tasty mint chocolate chip if I remember correctly.  By the time we got back to our room, it was getting late so we settled in to chat, review our day, and read a bit before calling it a night.

I slept fitfully.  Clare and I have problems sleeping sometimes on our queen-size bed so the full-size in the room made for a challenge.  First-world problems right?  I was up in the morning Sunday around 0700 so I got decent and went down to the common area to get us some coffee so we could wake up and do our prayers and devotionals in the quiet of our room before breakfast at 0900.  Breakfast was fresh fruit, more coffee, with a hot from-the-kitchen frittata, toast, and hash browns. That made for a tasty, pleasant way to get the day started.  We had a good time talking with a couple from Ashville, NC, who were on a road trip and were in Fredericksburg for a family reunion.  There were fewer people sharing breakfast at the large table in the common area than last year during high covid!  The Inn was booked up but it was just the four of us at the table for breakfast.

Our plan was to go to the 1115 service at Lifepoint Church in Fredericksburg.  Since we had a bit of time before we had to check out and leave for church, we ventured out, again in a bit of rain, to Agora for a cup of good coffee.  I bought a pound of beans, a Peruvian Ethiopian blend to bring home with us.  We enjoyed our coffee at the shop before wandering back to the Inn to get in the car to head to church.

Lifepoint was good as usual.  The worship music was enriching and enlivening and the “At The Movies” series they had just started was good.  The movie for discussion was “The Pursuit of Happiness.”  The theme of the message, if I remember correctly, was that along the path of life and in pursuit of our goals we may run into many obstacles and difficulties but with faith in God and his plan for us, we can overcome.  At church, we ran into Jonathan who is the Next Steps Director.  We met him last year when we visited and he remembered us.  He’s a really great guy and a strong asset for the church especially in the position he is in, welcoming people and helping them find their place in the church.

Last but not least, I found in my pocket while we were worshiping the key to our room at the Inn.  When we got to the car after the service, I called the Inn to let them know we would be returning the key shortly.  Since we were back downtown and had been thinking again of coffee, we left the car in the Inn’s parking lot and walked back down to Agora for another cup of coffee.  It was a nice way to wrap up the weekend in Fredericksburg before we drove home.  The drive was mercifully easy and quick so we got home with plenty of the afternoon left to continue to relax, restore, and spend time together before we had to think about the work week ahead of us.

 

Blizzard 2016 – Woodmere Drive, Centreville, VA

We got a pretty good accumulation.  We’ve been apartment bound since Friday afternoon.  Diana must be restless…she is on my balcony making a snowman!  Ski areas in the mid-Atlantic got at least 30″ which is about what we got here.  Ski areas in Vermont like Killington and Mount Snow got nothing which doesn’t bode well for Sessions in the Snow in early March.

Visit to National Harbor

Diana and I went to National Harbor a few weeks ago to see the tree lighting.  I had never been down there before.  It was nice but I wasn’t overly impressed.  It is probably better in the summer.  The Ferris wheel is definitely cool.  I’ll have to go up in that some time.  We checked out the sites and shops, picked up few things, had coffee, attended the tree lighting ceremony and had dinner at McCormick and Schmick’s.  Here are a few pictures from the day.

Pictures of Lily

Here are a couple of pictures of Lily, the cat who I am “fostering to own.”  I think the own part is happening, as much as one can “own” a cat.  Lily is a rescue cat who is likely to have been abandoned before she had been spayed, got pregnant and was found by someone when she came around w/ her kittens.  The kittens, when they were ready to be adopted, were snapped up immediately.  Lily meanwhile was languishing in a room by herself, because she doesn’t like other cats, in a home of 30 some cats.  Because of that and possibly abuse, she wasn’t showing well. After a year of that, the rescue agency was ready to put her on a cat farm.

I was willingl to take a chance on her and asked to meet her.  I met her at the house of 30 cats which was a nice, big house but, despite probably lots of care and cleaning, still was obviously a cat house.  It was a bit before Kristen could get Lily down from her perch but when she came down, I put my hand out to let her smell and rub her face on it if she wished and that’s what she did.  We hung out in the room for about 20 minutes at which point I felt I was ready to bring her to my apartment for a test drive.  We filled out some paperwork regarding the fostering, packed up a couple of Lily’s toys and, after considerable difficulty getting her in a cat carrier, I headed home w/ her.

Kristen and Pam, the owner of the pet rescue company, suggested I put Lily in a small room like the bathroom by herself for a few days to let her adapt.  How that was supposed to help escaped me but they are the pros.  NTL, I let her out of the carrier, set up the cat litter and food, and let her roam.  As cats will do from my experience, she checked out almost every corner of my apartment, found the cat box and the food, and settled in. She was all over me looking for attention and within hours was up on the sofa with me and at night in the bed w/ me.

 

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.