Monday’s Moments....

As a kid living in southern Iowa the migration of birds was so mysterious and magical.  We saw lots of birds flying over and most of them were geese.  The snow geese too were pretty to  see.  Back then the waterfowl had a distinct purpose to go north or to go south.  There was no stopping over anywhere and stay for the full year. In the early 60s Canada geese would fly over but I had no idea what the looked like.  In high school we visited Duluth, Minnesota and I am thinking that was the first time I had seen them up close.  Today, they live year round and the young ones are escorted  through grocery store parking lots and also across four lane highways.  Everyone stops and lets them go through to whatever side they want to be.

The honk as they fly and it is fun to hear them going over morning and evening. Right now the local geese are flying to fame fields that have been harvested. Soybeans and corn that is spilled during the picking is easy picking for the geese.

We have a few estates at the edge or our development. Estates mean they have some ponds built to have for decoration.  The Canada Geese do hang around there during the day to feed on all the moss and water weeds.

Our morning show in the sky was short lived and I did just catch this color before it all went away. It was cool out there on the deck but the view was great. It is to be a warmer day today with very low winds. I went to work at the old place today and I kept removing layers of coats and long-sleeved shirts as the day progress.

I made jello the other day in my grandmother’s glass bowl.  I can remember her making jello in it too but she always had bananas sliced into it. We would go to hee rugged, old farmhouse and she would have all the family in for dinner.  The walnut table, which I now have, would have four or five leaves put in it to make it as large as possible for all the potluck food. Her dining room was actually a back room with a very low ceiling.  There was lots of different kinds of food and the jello  was the last thing to be carried in and place on the table. It had to be kept cold. That house is long gone and the area was turned into a cornfield. She left that farm in 1966. It is fun to use the old things with all the memories. I have the small bowls that match that bowl.

At the old place the floor is done.  It was an old porch, enlarged to become a bedroom and then always had a floor two inches below the rest of the house. All of the floor is finished and level with the dinning room. It is not absolutely perfectly level but it is so much better than it was.

The lumber yard never restocked the plywood that I was using so I had to find a substitute.  Since it will be a bedroom, I am going to put a rug in there which will make it warmer. The person who flipped this house would be surprised as to how the floor turned out.  He had put a shag rug on it to cover up the flaws.

The three burning bush shrubs are turning now and they have such a great red.  It is a good day here for fall weather and we are promised to have good weather.  I thank you for stopping by today. Take care everyone.