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Saturday, September 29, 2007

Ooh..Smell That Garlic...

Welcome to the annual Garlic festival at Cox Arboretum where the motto is, "Have a stinkin' good time!" The lovely table arrangements..seasonal lovelies arranged in hollowed pumpkins. Grace and her buddy, the Divine Miss M helping hold up a very large garlic clove. I'll have one of those and one of that and some of these... 2 pretty girls who absolutely reek of garlic! This little guy seemed to prefer the flowers over the garlic...
The wonderful smell of garlic simply permeated the air and oh how delicious everything tasted. Fantastic jazz bands, lots of friendly people, talented artists, seasonal displays and lots of laughter. Happy weekend to you all....please excuse my breath! I think that last garlic, brie and crouton soup did it!
Hugs, Susie Q

It's A Beautiful Day In The Neighborhood...

...a beautiful day for a neighbor. Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Grace was out of school due to a teacher in service today. We had scheduled her yearly physical exam for this morning so off to the base we went. We love her doctor, such a sweet and caring woman. Grace did quite well, and as a reward, we had lunch at one of her favorite places. After lunch, we took a little drive, with the windows down and the moon roof open of course! Just a spectacular day weather wise! Blue skies and cooler temperatures. Lovely. We drove up to Wright Hill and walked around. The trees are just beginning to turn, most of the leaves have just the early hint of color but a few are boldly proclaiming, "It's Fall!" This is the memorial to the Wright Brothers. Looking West of the memorial...that is Wright Patterson AFB you see in the distance. Directly in front of the memorial lies Huffman Dam. To the right of the dam lies Huffman Prairie where the Wright Brothers first tested their new flying invention! As we returned to our little community, I realized that I had neglected to take photos of the last stone houses that still stand here. One of the tiniest is Aaron Nutt Cottage. So small but absolutely wonderful. Just across the street form Nutt Cottage stands the largest of our stone buildings. Another nearby home made of stone. Such a pretty place... These last two homes are obviously not made of stone but do sit near the 2 homes shown previously. This is a town home community that has been here for years. Built to resemble homes in Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia, each home is well tended, neat as a pin and awfully pretty. So let's make the most of this beautiful day, Since we're together, we might as well say, Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Won't you be my neighbor? Have a sweet weekend dear friends! Hugs, Susie Q

Friday, September 28, 2007

Boring Days, Boring Lists

I knew you all enjoy a good chuckle. about a picture of me in second grade...and one as a Junior in High School. Hey! I said *chuckle* NOT *guffaw*. Stop that! I said STOP it!
So, it rained all day and I had to run all manner of errands. Now, is that anything to blog about? I ask you? And, not a single picture was taken. I know you are all shocked. It is a stunning turn of developments. The local news media had a field day with it. "Susie Q's Camera Sits In Silence...Nothing Worthwhile To Blog About..." Film at 11. So, what is a blogger to do? Hmmm...make lists! That's it! Dazzle them with lists! Huh? Yeah, well, bore them with lists MIGHT be more appropriate but would you rather I wrote about my run to the grocery store? The base pharmacy? The hair dresser's? That's right..I didn't think so. See? A list looks pretty good in comparison now doesn't it?
Here is a little list game...
Instructions: Google the phrase “(insert your name) looks like” and find the best ones from the first page of results. DON’T FORGET TO PUT IT IN QUOTES, otherwise it won’t work. For example, "Barbara Looks Like".... Sue looks like one of those McDonald's Happy Meal Toys they put out to promote a movie... Now, this may or may NOT be insulting. I mean, what movie? Cute and cuddly Disney characters like Winnie the Pooh? Oh...I had no idea that McDonald's sold toys to promote Texas Chain Saw Massacre 12 and Zombies From Mars. Sue looks like she's warming up already... I know, it's those pesky hot flashes again. Sorry. Sue looks like she can handle herself in a dark alley... Oh yeah baby, bring it on. Sue looks like a culprit described in the eyewitness accounts... Hmm... She had beady little eyes and a weak chin...and it looked like she had been in a scuffle. Probably in a dark alley somewhere. Sue looks like a man... Okay, you do not have to be this cruel. Sue looks like a teenage boy... That is NOT any better! Sue looks like a blond blow-up doll and totally vapid... Ooh...a doll! How sweet, how lov...whoa. A BLOW UP doll?? Is this a weight slam? VAPID?? Hey! I told you my day was boring! You don't have to rub it in! Sue looks like Jay Leno with that jawline. And her teeth are angled strangely. And that chin...Ugh... Now we are back to that looks like a man with a chin thing and those beady little eyes...and now they are picking on my teeth...sheesh. Years of braces for what... Sue looks like she could take a nap... Oh now THIS is so true it is scary... Sue looks like she is very tired... Uh huh. It's from all those alley fights I have had lately. Now, change Sue to Susie and look what you get! Susie looks like she is proud that she can jump up on the tailgate... Hey, if I could jump up on a tail gate, heck. Jump up on anything, I would be darned proud! Susie looks like a Goddess. All heads turn when she walks by... Well, now, This is more like it. It's that vapid look thing. I have it down to a science. Susie looks like Lily Munster... Um...well, I always did like broad shouldered, tall men. Come here Herman you hunk you. Susie looks like Jar-Jar Binks from Star Wars... Well, Kari will be thrilled. Me? Not so much. Susie looks like a creepy gargoyle that if you feed a drop of blood it will tell you your future... Lily Munster wasn't bad enough? Now I am a creepy gargoyle with a taste for blood? Susie...looks like she needs a hug... Well you would too if Google thought you looked like a vapid, creepy, beady eyed gargoyle of a teenage boy who gets into alley fights. Maybe I should just have stuck with blogging about my boring day. Oh well. I think I will head off to bed now...I need a nap. Google said so.
Hugs, Susie Q

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Sweet Surprises

I have been really awful recognizing 2 special people...2 very dear and wonderful blogging friends who have honored me with these gifts. I apologize for the delay in posting and do hope you know how humble such things make me...and how much I appreciate being recognized. Dear Sheila at As Time Goes By gifted me with this very precious award. Sheila is such a wonderful lady, a truly gifted writer and photographer and a deep thinker. She has a sweet spirit, and a caring heart. She never fails to make me smile. Please stop by and visit time goes by. Sweet Kari at Just Livin' Large has ever so generously gifted me with not one but TWO very special awards. I really doubt that I deserve these but I am overwhelmed by this sweet surprise. Kari is a very funny lady, full of life and heart and spirit. Smart and quick and knows how to make me laugh when I need it most. Thank you to both ladies for making me proud. Both you Sheila, and you Kari, are truly bright lights in the blogging community. I am blessed to know you both.
Hugs, Susie Q

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

All Variety Of Pumpkins...

So there was this large scale to weigh pumpkins...and you just know I could not resist taking this photo now could you? Uh huh, she is our "Pumpkin".

An Autumn Treat

Do check out our dear Pat's post today! You will find it at Back Porch Musings her ever so lovely online journal. Now, isn't that a sweeter way of saying blog? Okay, so *I* blog but all of you elegant ladies *journal*...and I am talking about ALL of you! It is ME that is working on that elegant thing. Maybe I will get there before I turn 80. Until then, I slurp my tea, spill spaghetti sauce all over my white blouse, trip over cracks in sidewalks and blog. *sigh* Our Pat has such a warm and welcoming way on space. A lovely lady with one of the prettiest homes you will ever see! Please give yourself a treat and pay an Autumn visit to Pat! You will come away with a smile!

Autumn Apples...So Good

What's for breakfast today? Baked apple raisin oatmeal! An Autumn breakfast...the apples of the season.
2cups chopped unpeeled apples (2 medium)
2 2/3cups old-fashioned oats
1/2cup raisins
2teaspoons ground cinnamon
1/4teaspoon salt
4cups vanilla soymilk
1/4cup real maple syrup
Additional soymilk, if desired
Chopped toasted walnuts, if desired
Heat oven to 350°F. Spray 2-quart casserole with cooking spray. In casserole, stir together apples, oats, raisins, cinnamon, salt, soymilk and syrup.
Bake uncovered 45 to 50 minutes or until most of liquid is absorbed. Pour additional soymilk over each serving; sprinkle with walnuts.

Monday, September 24, 2007

The Apples Of My Eye

I had a thought today....I want to introduce you to some of my blogging buddies. Some you may know, others will be new to you. All are a great joy to me. Each one is a "Apple Of My Eye" I will be highlighting new *Apples* often but I think I will begin with these wonderful ladies.... Mary at The Little Red House is living in my English country dream. You will be bowled completely over by her home, her style and her charm. She is a dear and generous lady with a lot of heart. Kari at Just Livin' Large is a pure delight. If you find yourself in the need of a smile, you will find it here. Beautiful home, family, beautiful lady with a gorgeous heart and spirit. This gal is a hoot and a menopausal holler. Sophie at Sophie Honeysuckle’s English D├ęcor is such fun and has a home so lovely it will make you cry! Okay, maybe just smile but it is darling! Her posts are fun and witty and beautiful. Just like the lady herself. Andi at Andi's Everyday Adventures is one of my daily joys. Andi is an elegant lady with beautiful style, a gorgeous home, generous and joy filled heart and, well, just a wonderful friend. Valerie at Random Thoughts is a fantastic writer, a great wit and has a heart and spirit as big as the state of California. She is a special lady to me and I know will be one to you as well. Go grab a smile... Please do something special for yourself and pay each of these ladies a visit. Tell them I said hello...
Hugs, Susie Q

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Welcome Autumn

We took a ride into the country after church today...well into the country and deep into the Fall festivities. An apple festival here, a mum festival there. How can anyone not take joy in all of Autumn's sweet riches? There are no words to inadequately thank all of you for all your many kindnesses of, I hope to send you a hug through photos, quotations and poems. A warm seasonal hug of thanks. to all my blogging friends. Melissa? I will email you tomorrow...I send hugs aplenty! Welcome are here at with your achingly beautiful colors, your crisp, cool nights, your clear, vibrant blue skies.
"But now in September the garden has cooled, and with it my possessiveness. The sun warms my back instead of beating on my head ... The harvest has dwindled, and I have grown apart from the intense midsummer relationship that brought it on." - Robert Finch

Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz

The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools. - Henry Beston, Northern Farm

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. - George Eliot

Lo! sweeten’d with the summer light, The full-juiced apple, waxing over-mellow, Drops in a silent autumn night. All its allotted length of days The flower ripens in its place, Ripens and fades, and falls, and hath no toil, Fast-rooted in the fruitful soil. - Alfred Lord Tennyson

To Autumn

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,-- While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

-John Keats


Susie Q