Sep 302014
 

beauty

majesty

pristine

wind swept

grandeur

.

words.

.

big sur and fogcourtesy:scheperseducation.com ~ travels and chai

.

pure sound.

wind.

sea.

.

to simply stand there

in its presence.

.

big sur.

SONY DSCcourtesy:sheila james ~allthingsconsideredyummy.com

.

i’m not nor have i ever been one to

have a dream.

you know . . .

like

most

 people do.

.

i’ve always been a contented person.

some might even call it more . . .

.

complacent.

.

LOLOL.

i don’t care what you call it.

it simply usually means

i’m happy where i am.

with what i have.

.

my little simple life.

.

and i quite am.

.

but . . . then . . .

there’s

.

big sur.

.

sur bluffcourtesy:sheila james ~allthingsconsideredyummy.com

.

past home of henry miller

.

that pseudo loner.

writer.

friend of anais nin.

.

that irascible curmudgeon with the gift of words.

.

he lived there.

as did

jack kerouac.

.

they knew its magic.

long before anyone else.

long before

the masses.

.

a clarity of light.

sometimes almost too bright.

.

sky and sea.

and ancient stone.

.

sur lightcourtesy: john david vankirk

.

that majestic windswept place.

that place

that holds one’s spirit in its spell

even when

looking at a still picture of it.

.

at least it does my spirit old bean!

and yet i’ve never even been there.

.

i love that there is

a big sur.

.

it captures a wildness in my heart.

a necessary place.

like breathing.

.

just seeing it in a still picture . . .

.

there is not stillness about it.

.

upon seeing it  .  .  .

even if only in a picture  .  .  .

.

one literally

FEELS the air.

FEELS the salty fishy breath of the sea.

FEELS the same strong wind that carves the rock

and bends the tree.

.

there is magic here.

and

timeless mystery.

.

big sur sunset and fogcourtesy:jeff pflueger. new york times.

.

and even if i never see it

though someday i hope i will

.

it is enough

to know

that it is there.

.

my big sur.

.

til soon old bean.

til soon!

Sep 222014
 

a post

 about some of the things

that

.

MAKE MY DAY ! ! !

.

little thingscourtesy: charles schulz

.

well.

you know . . .

first old bean . . .

it’s always going to be

a rainy day.

.

we get so few of them.

the last that we were forecast to receive

never

came.

so keep your fingers crossed for us

ALWAYS!

.

rain staycourtesy:8o-clock.deviantart.com

.

and if it should fall on a pine forest

and make that fresh clean scent of all scents . . .

.

well.

that’s just about

heaven to me.

.

rain on pinecourtesy:aihouqui.com

.

and now . . .

in no particular order . . .

.

i find the following

nigh onto

DELIGHTFUL

too

.

hanging out with my marine.

what am i saying . . .

no particular order?

that is first on the list !

LOL.

.

hanging outcourtesy:calvinandhobbes

.

and

      always . . .

always

any big black dog with ginger eyes

.

ALL dogs really

with ANY colored eyes.

and in ANY size.

.

how i love them.

i cannot even put it into words.

words are so lame.

.

one fine old fellow named jack

smiles at me from WAYYY

across the sea.

he has my heart.

.

if i named them all

it would be a whole other post.

someday i will.

just to speak their beloved names.

and to share them all with you.

.

acemy friend ace. courtesy:calm things blog.

.

levitation !

proof that it exists !

LOLOL.

.

levitationcourtesy:findingbeautyintheordinary.com

.

a perfect day . . .

doing what i love the most . . .

.

perfect day

.

knowing the simple fact

that one of the tiniest forms of life . . .

KISS.

they really do.

.

so

PLEASE ! ! !

watch where you step.

.

snail kisscourtesy:tori barthelmes

.

i live such an exciting life

that

i find one of my favorite things since i’m retired now

is

having a cozy nap.

.

always hated a nap when forced to take one as a child.

now . . .

can’t think of anything nicer.

.

doggy napcourtesy:contentinacottage.com

.

one of my favorite foods.

you can do

ANYTHING

with it!

add anything to it!

i’m so fortunate to be a person not allergic to it . . .

.

peanut butter.

i like mine extra crunchy.

simplicity at its best.

.

peanut butter sammycourtesy:simplyrecipes.com

.

and oh man . . .

try

grilling it.

YUM!

.

grilled p and jcourtesy:noshtopia.com

.

and always.

one of my most favoritist things . . . as jacob used to say . . .

always

an open window!

.

one of life’s singular joys.

.

open window

.

the cool air.

whether a view to the sea . . .

a green forest . . .

a busy street . . .

or

even the most mundane sight one can imagine . . .

simply

the open window.

.

a symbol to me of

freedom.

simplicity.

the good life.

home.

.

and this thing . . .

this amazing

much hated much loved

all at the same time . . .

THING !

.

it brings me the whole wonderful world.

science. art. history. people. weather. laughter.

as a matter of fact . . .

every single time i sit before it and turn it on . . .

i say

” hello world ! “

.

it has brought everything to my doorstep . . .

not to mention

a host of valued and ever closer friends.

.

like

YOU OLD BEAN !

.

computer and mouse

.

oh the times though . . .

that i’ve almost

kicked it out the dang window !!!!

.

well.

.

i could go on and on and on.

i’ve never even touched on

1/100th

of all the things that make me

joyous.

.

BUT

part of the new deal around here

is that i’m more brief.

LOLOL.

right.

.

less time on this thing.

more time in the fresh air.

so.

while i’ll have to find a place with

AIR CONDITIONING right now . . .

to do my walking . . .

because it’s still hot and humid . . .

.

i’m outta here.

it’s almost the first official day of autumn.

.

THAT

is another thing at the top of my list . . .

beloved

autumn.

.

i hear it on good authority that it’s actually going to get here!

eventually.

.

tell it to the weather in my state.

PLEASE !

.

thank you.

.

AND

hey . . .  good friend  . . .

i wish for you whatever list makes your day joyous too!

.

til soon old bean.

til soon!

Sep 202014
 

george.

grandad

the picture of the elegantly dressed young boy above

is my

maternal grandfather.

.

my mother’s dad.

my mother was an only child.

.

he’s pictured here with his baby brother kent.

he had one other brother named harold.

.

george had a beautiful mother with sky blue eyes.

she died at the young age of 36.

pulmonary disease.

.

he was just a young boy . . .

but old enough and close enough to her to take it very hard.

.

she was educated and refined and of an old money family.

they were disappointed in her choice of mate . . .

my great grandfather.

.

BUT

she loved my great grandfather and was apparently head strong enough

to make it happen anyway.  a very rare thing in those days i imagine.

they married.

and

because she was so adored by her family . . .

she was not disinherited . . .

nor were her three boys.

.

the only reason i mention this here is that i recently completed watching

the new ken burns documentary on

‘ the roosevelts ‘.

.

it got me to thinking . . .

how much of us is simply in our dna?

traits . . . likes . . . dislikes . . .

from people in the past whose blood is still coursing through our veins

so to speak.

people we didn’t even really know that well or even at all . . .

how much of us is actually them?  they?

.

george came into quite an inheritance.  all three of the boys did.

he grew up to be an unbelievably handsome man.

he looked very much like a young paul newman.

.

he married my gram.

.

he probably shouldn’t have.

because he never lost his eye for the ladies.

other ladies that is.

.

he was a gentleman.

he carried a sterling silver engraved flask inside his jacket pocket.

he always wore beautifully cut clothes.

drove immaculate automobiles.

traveled extensively.

had a delicious sense of humor

and

dearly adored the marine and me.

.

he liked fine things.

and unlike his two brothers . . . who invested well . . .

in manhatten property . . .  and other shrewd things . . .

i’m sorry to say that george squandered his own fortune.

they say there is a black sheep in every family.

granddad was the one in his apparently.

.

he and my gram never got a divorce.

she refused.

in the state of new york at that time . . .

it was not a pleasant thing to go through.

(is it ever?)

they remained legally separated the rest of their lives.

and yet . . .

she was by his bedside when he died.

i’d like to think i have inherited some of her own qualities.

.

what creates our internal choices?

i think of george sometimes when i wonder at some of the

things i naturally gravitate to . . .  and always have.

.

i love new york.

he loved new york.

.

and new york in the rain in the autumn . . .

well . . .

.

new york in the rain

courtesy:derekolsonphotography.com

.

i love all things english.

from the climate to the architecture to the

tradition.

and the history . . .   even bloody as it was . . .

and yes . . .  even to the royals.

and the villages and the literature.

oh my!

.

i love the sheer continuity of england.

.

and is there nothing more wonderful than the

black london taxi !

.

english taxi

courtesy:enchantedengland.tumblr.com

.

i used to tell people . . . when i was three . . .

” i’m a yankee. “

.

it did not endear me to my great grandmother on my father’s side.

she literally HATED all yankees.

  LOLOL.

.

i remember nothing about her.  she died way before i could remember her.

i’ve been told i was not her favorite for sure.

she tolerated my mother . . .  the first real “yankee” she’d ever met.

.

i never got a lot of clothes bought for me each school year.

saddle shoes when i was little gave way to

penny oxfords when i was older.

those were always a purchase.

but other than that . . .

very few new clothes ever.

things that grew too old finally got replaced.

.

i had slim skirts and sweaters and the proverbial pearls.

yup.

preppy i suppose.  though i’d never heard that word.

it was simply how my mother dressed.

was she preppy?  i guess. though i always thought of her way of dressing

as simply classic.

.

clean lauren lauren look tweed

.

no fussiness.  she was simply lovely to me.

but now that i see it . . .

it was no doubt preppy.

BUT

 without

the attitude.

LOL.

any  ‘ attitude ‘ would have been forbidden

IMMEDIATELY.

.

i remember a book bag that looked similar to this one below.

i carried it until it was well worn

.

book bag

oh !

and my favorite !  a little metal red tartan lunch box !

do you remember those?

.

tweed and tartan.

.

favorite tartan

.

i’ve always loved them both.  they were part of my childhood.

i remember a little blackwatch coat with a black velvet collar.

.

black watch

i just never tire of tartan.

.

in clothes . . . in scarves . . . throws . . .

and i know people who hate it !

our tastes are so odd . . .

aren’t they?

that’s why i wonder if it’s just a visceral thing.

who knows?

.

when bob first saw me i was wearing

a charcoal grey blazer with a crest on the pocket

and a cream turtleneck sweater underneath.

grey flannel bermuda shorts

and wine colored knee socks.

.

people weren’t dressing that way then.

they were dressing in the hippy fashion that was wildly popular at the time.

or either in

mod twiggy go-go boots!

that look was equally popular.

.

it just wasn’t me.

i liked it though.  i thought it looked like fun!

.

all through childhood . . .   i couldn’t wait for Halloween!

i always was

A GYPSY !!!

.

oh the bohemian delight of it!!!

i often wished i could pull off that look in everyday life.

i love it!

but it just wasn’t me.

.

i’ve said that twice now.

” it just wasn’t me. “

.

if we learn nothing else in this world  . . .

we should learn to always

be ourselves.

to be happy just being ourselves.

.

i guess i was always hopelessly a preppy.

well.  i WAS. i cannot tell a lie.

and now

i’m just an

OLD PREPPY.

.

LOLOL.

.

on second thought . . .

NOW . . .

i’m merely a comfortable schlep !

i dress very cheaply and simply for here at home in the wren house.

and am i ever comfortable!

LOLOL.

.

but even though i seldom buy any clothes now . . .

when i do . . .

i notice they are still the same as i’ve always worn.

.

fashions came and went.  they still do of course.

i’ve always had very few clothes.

but

what i had was quality.

learned that from my mother and grandmother.

and no doubt . . . my great grandmother that i never even met.

.

a good camel hair coat.

.

camel hair coat

.

and

a burberry trench coat.

.

tweed.

flannel.

tartan.

simplicity.

classic.  and basic.

.

” use it up.  wear it out.  make it do or do without. “

gram taught me that quote at a VERY young age.

anyone living through that great depression of 1929 no doubt learned it.

.

there is a difference in the regard for money that

‘ old money ‘ people have.

.

they are not about

show.

.

they couldn’t care less if you think they have it or not.

they are about looking well and taking care of things.

.

not a bad way to think in this

‘ throw away ‘ society we live in today.

.

and speaking of old loves . . .

how about a porch

cozy

inviting

comfortable . . . not conspicuously sumptuous at all

just

lovely

and inviting.

at least

to me.

.

porch

shades of aunt mabel and uncle penny . . .  and their porch . . . i so enjoyed . . .

and granddad . . .  and gram . . .

and my dear little beloved mother . . .

 and all those

” yankees “

.

 therein lies my love of wicker no doubt!

LOL.

well.

.

til soon old bean.

til soon!

Sep 162014
 

sir stuffington

as pirate captains go

I’VE GOT THE BEST ! ! !

.

he’s kind of like a marine.

” see the hill.  take the hill. “

.

he found the problem and my site is already back up and running

just like jesse!

.

i presume that means cause jesse james ran from the law.

LOL.

.

the picture of the pirate cat above is for real.

that is

sir stuffington.

.

he’s a one eyed rescued kitty.

.

they make the very best pirates.

.

he was homeless.

covered with fleas.

hurt.

one eyed.

and left for dead.

.

he’s now rescued.

 in a happy home.

loved.

treasured actually.

.

just thought you’d like to know.

.

and to my

real life

male human

MAN SIZED

pirate captain fritter . . .

THANK YOU ! ! !

SO MUCH ! ! !

.

til soon old bean.

til soon!

Sep 162014
 

AWWW . . .

sick little peanut.

.

sick peanut

.

all of a sudden

the captain is getting messages

that the peanut has no more room.

.

he says there is plenty of room

and he’s thinking something else might be wrong.

he’ll take it down this afternoon for awhile.

or

longer if it takes longer to fix it.

.

he’s on top of it.

and it’s coming at a very busy time for him.

.

this is just a friendly site monitored by him

because he is my friend.

it’s not one of his money making projects.

i’m thankful for him spending any time on it at all.

.

i’ve assured him

it’s

” peanuts “

compared to his making a living!

so there is certainly

NO HURRY.

.

so

bear with us.

.

we’re having some technical difficulties

and will be back as soon as we can!

.

til soon old bean.

til soon!

Sep 152014
 

HELLO OLD BEAN ! ! !

.

come right on in.

always love to see you here.

debit card

yup.

as i was saying . . .

i’m as modern as the next guy.   i mean gal.

.

well.

that’s a lie.

.

it’s only been a few years since i got my very first

DEBIT CARD!

.

you remember me.

.

i was the little old lady you loved to stand behind

in the checkout line.

the one who tore out her PAPER check

then filled it all out and handed it to the clerk.

the one who took

FOREVER.

.

now i just whip out my debit card

and slide it through the thingy

and

get cash back!

and pay for my goods!

.

i’m so proud to be

MODERN!

.

but you know what they say . . .

.

”  pride goeth before a fall  “

.

see these things below?

.

pay phone

.

oh dear.

oh my.

.

just as i get used to and learn to love

my

debit card

.

they are all going to start paying for everything

with their phones

and their watches ! ! !

.

what’s an old bean to do?

.

i’m going out now.

i have shopping to do.

.

with

my

debit

card.

.

it’s still lovely cool crispy wheather this morning.

until about noon anyway.

LOL.

back to the 80’s and maybe 90’s this week.

.

BUT !

i hear it on good authority that

AUTUMN

 really is coming.  and then winter.

.

and

i’m going out to look for a pair of ski pajamas.

.

remember ski pajamas?

.

do they still make ski pajamas?

.

they were so cozy and comfy.

especially perfect for later winter nights.

to sit all snug in a blanket in . . .

and sip a cup of hot cocoa . . .

and read a great book . . .

or watch a ken burns documentary on PBS . . .

or dream over downton abbey.

.

yup.

just me and my ski pj’s

and

nary a smart aleck phone or watch

in sight.

.

til soon old bean.

til soon!

Sep 102014
 

 

a world of simplicity

.

of going within

.

my world.

 

simple stack of cupsfleaingfrance.com

.

the world is such a complicated place.

.

i have lived on the side lines for some time now.

.

it’s a strange way to live … rather irritating at first …

like you feel you’re the only one not invited to the party.

.

then

a rather restful and a peaceful place abides inside you.

first shy and quiet.

like a new friend.

then

comfortable.

.

welcome as an old pair of slippers.

safe.

happy actually.

.

i’ve had to not let the world be too much with me.

if you know what i mean.

.

and i’m thinking it might have to be that way for me now.

perhaps from now on.

.

a cowardly way to live perhaps.

.

but i’ve made my peace with it.

.

and so

i’m looking forward to a new season!

.

i’m saying goodbye to summer finally!

.

happy pool lab

 wish i could say i enjoyed it as much as this fellow!

.

tomorrow it is going to be

BLESSEDLY COOL

here on the flat prairie.

.

and

i am going to drink in the crisp air

i am going to take a very short walk

i am going to make a pot of hearty soup

i am going to sit by an open window

and

listen to the rain

and read a good book.

.

and i am going to light a lamp

by the window.

.

the little lamp

that sits on

.

the little table

.

that started the whole

blasted

BLESSED

thing!

LOLOL.

.

little lamp in window englandcontentinacottage.com

.

til soon old bean!

til soon.

.

Sep 072014
 

tammy asked me to not post anymore updates but this is rather important.  as of today, our beloved peanut on the table is 2 years old!  that’s right, this blog is now in it’s terrible twos.  so beware.

capt. fritter

not a bad job for someone with no previous experience at wordpress, blogging, and other computer nonsense.  good job tammy.  very good job indeed.

Aug 222014
 

Sent Tammy an email to check on her knowing full well she would be peeking. Sure enough, she answered.

Says she is doing ok and misses everyone. Seeing the cardiologist next week and go from there. Her arm still hurts and the heat is bothering her. But she sounds good.

I know comments are down and you are all concerned. I’ll update until she returns.

Capt. Fritter

Aug 152014
 

hello there.

where to start.

been here done this.

before.

ad infinitum. ad nauseum.

.

but this time has come with explicit orders.

.

i just returned last night from intensive care unit of our heart hospital.

i’d been admitted to the ER early on a morning this week.

  can’t now remember the date.

.

spent 6 hours in ER.

left with the marine.

gone 15 minutes down the road.

intense chest pain.  the worst.

difficulty breathing.

.

the marine had me back to ER in

five minutes.

he’s amazing.

.

he stayed with me in the ER room the entire time.

my heart went into major arterial fibrillation.

it feels just like when the paint can is put in that machine to mix it

you know… the ones at lowes or home depot.

.

i thought it was bursting out of my chest.

the pain was indescribable. in my head and my chest.

.

they finally got me down low enough to leave ER.

i was sent upstairs to intensive coronary care unit

where i’ve been the last two days and nights.

.

i was released just last night.

with all the meds i’m to take.

.

i’ve taken them properly.

last night i actually got a full night’s sleep.

haven’t had one in ages.

but i slept like a rock!

.

however

 this morning the bp is back up.

198/93 and creeping.

.

just got a call from hospital.

and therefore this message.

.

am to stay quiet from now on.

very little tv

no computer

no calls on phone lasting over 3 minutes

no reading of news or watching news

.

in other words

no thoughts apparently of any kind!

.

” COMPLETE REST “

in all capital letters.

plus monitoring and reporting on regular basis.

and am instructed to see him again today.

.

.

so.

this is getting to be a boring thing for you all to hear all the time.

.

but letting you know

i’m gone from my beloved peanut here.

yet. once again.

only this time i’m thinking for real and for long.

.

i am hurting that i have to give up the peanut

and each one of you.

it has given me nothing but joy sharing our lives here.

.

how odd to feel such love for people i’ve never even met.

.

but I DO.

i love each one of you.

.

you’ve added to my life immeasurably.

i have no aloneness.

.

thank you for being there and for being my friends.

.

i won’t be disconnecting this pc.  i’ll never sell it.

but it must sit dark and quiet now for a long time.

until this malignant hypertension

no longer has the word malignant in it.

.

i know that you all wish me well.

.

believe me !

you are my friends.

you are every one of you . . .

dear to me.

i feel the love. the caring. the prayers. the white light.

and the universe is on my side.

it all helps.

.

you're loved

.

the captain

my beloved wicked pirate

will turn off the comments now.

i don’t want to be tempted to get back on here and even read them.

then i’d try to reply…

then i’d be disobeying orders and feeling guilty…

knowing that i’m supposed to stay off this thing completely.

so . . .  no point.

.

my main objective is to get WELL.

and live a long time.

long enough at least to see what jacob and blake are going to become!

.

the marine is being my rock.

as usual.

and i really trust and like the new cardiologist.

so i’m in good hands all around.

.

never say never.

if i’m ever eventually allowed back on this thing i’ll be back.

.

so i’ll just say the old ending we have here . . .

.

til soon old bean.

til soon!

it’s been a super swell ride!

.

nite snoopy

snoopy hug to one and all.