Ten Days in Hamilton, Ontario

Susan, Freddy and I recently returned from a wonderful vacation in Hamilton, Ontario where we house-sat for a friend, Helena, at her lovely brick home around the corner from Locke Street. Helena and her husband needed house-sitters as they were vacationing in Iceland.

We drove for seven and one-half hours from our home in West Springfield, Massachusetts to Helena’s home in Hamilton. MapQuest said it would take seven hours but we stopped twice to grab a bite to eat and to let Freddy stretch his legs. The time passed fairly quickly and Freddy was a perfect back seat driver–quiet the whole time! Look how happy he is!

This was Friday, the 7th of September, and by the time we arrived in Hamilton and unpacked, we were ready for dinner. We walked around the corner to Bread Bar–Earth To Table.

Well-known for it pizza and bread and “good ingredients,” we both ate hamburgers; me a “Umami Burger” and Susan a “Cheeseburger.” Both excellent. Later in the week we would have pizza two or three times there, and I think I must have bought five loaves of bread. So delicious but boy do I need to start an exercise program!!!! Or you’ll start calling me Dough Boy!

Susan, Freddy and I spent much of Saturday at the Locke Street Festival.

We visited the My Dog’s Café & Bar.

We saw some great signage and assorted advertisements on Locke Street. Later in the week we had lunch at the West Town Bar & Grill.

At the Locke Street Festival we bought our first loaf of Sourdough Bread from Bread Bar and Fresh Raspberry Jam from a local famer. And bracelets for our Granddaughter.

We brought Freddy home and went out for brunch. I had the best Eggs Benedict ever at Mattson & Co. on Locke Street–wild mushrooms, crispy baby kale, bacon. Thank You Georgia for the suggestion. Susan had an omelet with prosciutto and carnalized onions.

Here we are waiting for our food to arrive.

On Sunday we relaxed. I forgot to share with you this—-we had no TV and what a BLESSING!!!! We read and listened to music.

We then gathered ourselves up and went to the Royal Botanical Gardens and  hiked through the Hendrie Valley Nature Sanctuary. Not a difficult hike but very beautiful.

On Monday it rained. I bought groceries and wine. I went for a walk to photograph some street art written and placed by poet Simon Frank. Here is one of 20+ images:

I LOVED this!!!

Tuesday brought us to the Bruce Trail and Borer’s Fall.

The Bruce Trail is a hiking trail in southern Ontario from the Niagara River to the tip of Tobermory, Ontario. The main trail is more than 550 miles long and there are over 250 miles of associated trails. The Bruce Trail follows the edge of the Niagara Escarpment and is the oldest and longest marked hiking trail in Canada. Its name is linked to the Bruce Peninsula and Bruce County which the trail runs through. The trail is named after James Bruce, 8th Earl of Elgin who was the Governor General of the Province of Canada from 1847 to 1854.

By the time Freddy, Susan and I hiked to Borer’s Falls and further along the Bruce Trail and the Niagara Escarpment, up and down steep and slippery, moss covered steps and rocky paths, huffing and puffing, I imagined we had just hiked all 550 miles of the Bruce Trail and that the trail was really named after me and then I noticed the only one not day-dreaming and breathing heavily was Freddy.

Pictured below is Susan walking down one of the rocky paths of the Bruce Trail. I am looking at her and Google Maps/GPS on my phone, thinking when she meets up with me I am going to have to say “I think we are going in the wrong direction and we are going to have to hike back up those steep and slippery, moss covered steps and rocky paths.”

After all that huffing and puffing, we decided to return to Mattson & Co. for a dinner of wine and appetizers; we were so happy with the brunch we had a few days earlier. The food is excellent.  We shared three appetizers. Fried Calamari with citrus gremolata, sweet basil aioli, candied jalapeno. Honey Truffle Toast with an olive tapenade, goat cheese mousse, wild mushrooms, heirloom tomatoes, crisp house-made focaccia, wildflower truffle honey, fresh basil. Crab Cakes–Dungeness, snow and lump crab, ravigote hollandaise, sweet corn succotash, arugula. And wine. The happy house-sitters!

If it’s Wednesday  it must be The Art Gallery of Hamilton. We saw the work of Vivian Maier.

All I can say is WOW!

We also saw: “James Street North: Vintage Photographs by Cees and Annerie van Gemerden;”   “Speaking for Herself;”  and the wild “Kim Adams: Bruegel-Bosch Bus.”   All great exhibitions in a great museum. A must visit!

And that night I made a spicy chicken and mushroom stir fry.

And we listened to Neil Young, Van Morrison, Joni Mitchell.

On Thursday we went for a walk at Bayfront Park and visited Tiffany Falls.

We had lunch at The Burnt Tongue (great soups and hamburgers), window-shopped on Locke Street, and bought a few book at Epic Books, one by Gary Barwin, who lives in Hamilton and is the author of twenty one books of poetry, fiction and books for children. Dinner was pizza from Bread Bar.

On Friday we visited the Fifty Point Conservation Area—and Freddy got to go in the water for the very first time! In Lake Ontario!!!

Afterward the three of us went to the Stoney Ridge Estate Winery, an absolutely beautiful place, where we each (Not Freddy) enjoyed a glass of Riesling, bought a few bottles of wine and four kinds of cheese.

It is interesting to note that there are 100+ wineries dotting the region, a fertile swath of land that separates Lake Ontario from Lake Erie and runs roughly from the Canadian border at the Niagara River and Niagara Falls to Hamilton, Ontario, just south of Toronto.

I am not one to complain, but being semi-retired and on vacation is hard work as you never really get a day off. For example, on Friday I walked Freddy three times before 10. Then I took Susan out to lunch; great beer and fries at Brux House, which is on Locke Street in beautiful Hamilton.

And then we boarded the Hamilton Harbour Queen for a tour of Hamilton Harbour, which was delightful and interesting.

Hamilton Harbour, formerly known as Burlington Bay, lies on the western tip of Lake Ontario, bounded on the northwest by the City of Burlington, on the south by the City of Hamilton, and on the east by Hamilton Beach (south of the Burlington Bay James N. Allan Skyway) and Burlington Beach (north of the channel). It is joined to Cootes Paradise by a narrow channel formerly excavated for the Desjardins Canal. Within Hamilton itself, it is referred to as “Hamilton Harbour”, “The Harbour” and “The Bay”. The bay is naturally separated from Lake Ontario by a sand bar. The opening in the north end was filled in and channel cut in the middle for ships to pass. The Port of Hamilton is on the Hamilton side of the harbor.

Here is a jetty in Hamilton Harbour protecting the marina and the boats from wakes, creating a no-wake zone. I once read “wakes make people angry.”

We saw hundreds of sailboats and in this photo below we see a steel mill in the distance and those breast-like shapes on the right contain grain and soy beans.

On Sunday, our last full day, we went to Albion Falls.

Albion Falls is a 62 foot classical/cascade waterfall flowing down the Niagara Escarpment in Red Hill Valley in Hamilton. With cascade falls the downpour is staggered into a series of steps causing water to “cascade”.

Albion Falls was once seriously considered as a possible source of water for Hamilton. Rocks from the Albion Falls area were used in the construction of the Royal Botanical Gardens‘ Rock Garden.

The ravine at the Albion Falls has a legend of the Lover’s Leap!  The story is that early in the 19th century young Jane Riley, disappointed in love with Joseph Rousseau, stood at the top of a steep cliff not far from thundering Albion Falls and flung herself to the bottom 100 feet below. The steep drop has since been dubbed “Lovers’ Leap” and many tales have grown up about the suicide.

On a happier note, we celebrated the end of our brief but spectacular vacation at Mattson & Co. enjoying some calamari and wine. Our third visit there, but who is counting! Great food and service!


One last thing, no trip to Hamilton is complete without purchasing donuts from the Donut Monster on Locke Street. And I did on Monday morning before we headed home. Pictured here Mexican Chocolate and Orange Hibiscus. YUM!!!

Wait! There’s more. I would be remiss if I didn’t say how beautiful the city of Hamilton is: the stores and restaurants along Locke Street; the nearby hiking trails and waterfalls; the kind and friendly people; the dogs—so many dogs in this very dog-friendly city; the beautiful brick homes. Oh! I think I saw a house for sale on Helena’s street!

Note: Helena is a friend from fourteen years ago when I had an art gallery. She is a gifted writer and fine art photographer. She is also the first person whose art I exhibited in my gallery. She loves photography, dogs, cats and ponies. Here is a photo from her recent trip to Iceland:

“Travel and change of place impart new vigor to the mind.” ~Seneca

One last thing happened when we were in Hamilton. Diane Ensey of Beyond Paper redesigned my website. I couldn’t be happier. I have worked with Diane before and I must say she’s the best: creative and attentive to detail–and fun to work with!








How To Find The Right Dog For You And Your Dog

How much is that doggie in the window?
The one with the waggly tail
How much is that doggie in the window?
I do hope that doggie’s for sale. (Patti Page)

When I was a child I didn’t have a dog, but now that I have a dog, Freddy, a mini-labradoodle I am filled with child-like joy.

It was my wife’s idea to get a dog. Susan grew up with dogs. And had a dog of her own. When my daughter and son-in-law got a Goldendoodle puppy, Bella, the desire for a dog reared its puppy head again, so to speak. Danielle and Mike had visited with Bella a couple of days after Christmas 2012 and Susan was smitten. She wanted a dog, NOW. That’s me, Susan, and Freddy above.

This is Bella (above), Danielle and Mike’s Goldendoodle.

Susan went online and searched, mistakenly, for Labradoodles. Well, lo and behold, she found a breeder of Labradoodles in East Otis, MA. and she called. She spoke with the breeder and learned that a litter had just been born but all the puppies were called for already, except one. It was Freddy! Because of a recessive gene from his grandfather he turned out to be a mini Labradoodle. Well, that suited Susan even better as she preferred a smaller dog.

Freddy says, “They are totally focused on me.  The important thing is that they love me unconditionally.  Susan tells me that God loves me, too. I don’t know who that is. But, I do know that GOD is DOG spelled backwards. Wherever they are, I am. If they are at their desks, I am under their feet. When they are sitting on the sofa, I sit on their laps or beside them. They put a rug under the kitchen table, so that I can be comfortable when they are eating. We go out in the back yard several times a day. There is agility equipment, toys, balls, and Frisbees for me to play with and I have my own pool. They usually always take me with them wherever they go in their car.

“I have so much fun and Susan does, too! They say I am fast and smart and that I have the potential to be a champion.  We’ll decide whether to compete once I am more experienced. In the meantime, I am enjoying the classes and practicing at home. Susan and Bruce tell me they are proud of me and they want me to be the happy little dog, God, whoever that is, wants me to be. I sometimes think it would be fun to have a playmate, another dog in the house. I don’t know if Susan and Bruce are thinking of getting another dog, but I know this handy chart from PuppySpot would come in handy.”

Many thanks to my wife, Susan, who wrote much of the history of Freddy on her Blog, Stories About Susan.

And thanks to PuppySpot for contacting me about writing a Blog post for them. They write: “We are a community of dog lovers, committed to connecting the nation’s top breeders to caring, responsible individuals and families. We hold ourselves and our clients to the highest standards and aim to improve the life of each puppy, breeder and owner who joins our family.”


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“Here am I, the servant of the Lord”

In church today we read and prayed:

Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;
    my eyes grow weak with sorrow,
    my soul and body with grief.
10 My life is consumed by anguish
    and my years by groaning;
my strength fails because of my affliction,
    and my bones grow weak.
11 Because of all my enemies,
    I am the utter contempt of my neighbors
and an object of dread to my closest friends—
    those who see me on the street flee from me.
12 I am forgotten as though I were dead;
    I have become like broken pottery.

~Psalm 31: 9-12

Susan turned to me as if to say, “This sounds like you.”

My body is tired. I suffer with stenosis and sciatica. I am in physical therapy. And my spirit is strong.

But I have my moments.

Will I have the strength to hike with my son in Colorado?

Will I have the strength to work in my garden?

Will I have the strength to stand in the kitchen and cook for Susan (Pictured here: salmon, her favorite)?


Will I have the strength to walk and stand for new portrait sessions?

When we returned home from church I read Psalm 39:

I said, “I will watch my ways
    and keep my tongue from sin;
I will put a muzzle on my mouth
    while in the presence of the wicked.”
So I remained utterly silent,
    not even saying anything good.
But my anguish increased;
    my heart grew hot within me.
While I meditated, the fire burned;
    then I spoke with my tongue:

“Show me, Lord, my life’s end
    and the number of my days;
    let me know how fleeting my life is.
You have made my days a mere handbreadth;
    the span of my years is as nothing before you.
Everyone is but a breath,
    even those who seem secure.[b]

“Surely everyone goes around like a mere phantom;
    in vain they rush about, heaping up wealth
    without knowing whose it will finally be.

“But now, Lord, what do I look for?
    My hope is in you.
Save me from all my transgressions;
    do not make me the scorn of fools.
I was silent; I would not open my mouth,
    for you are the one who has done this.
10 Remove your scourge from me;
    I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
11 When you rebuke and discipline anyone for their sin,
    you consume their wealth like a moth—
    surely everyone is but a breath.

12 “Hear my prayer, Lord,
    listen to my cry for help;
    do not be deaf to my weeping.
I dwell with you as a foreigner,
    a stranger, as all my ancestors were.
13 Look away from me, that I may enjoy life again
    before I depart and am no more.”

Okay. Not so dire as this. But I am at the age where I ask “What are you going to do with your time?”

I am going to get stronger. I am going to hike. I am going to garden. I am going to continue to cook. I am going to continue photographing people—-and birds and butterflies and streams and landscapes. In all that I do I am going to give praise to the Lord!

And the title verse in complete: “Here am I, the servant of the Lord; let it be with me according to your word.” Luke 1:38

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New Photos from Bruce Barone


Avante-Garde Clematis.


I planted my garden on Memorial Day.


I planted Sun Parasols in 2 colanders.


Meet the family.


Coral Bells. Also featured at Design Seeds.


I made a delicious Turkey and Arugula Meatloaf. YUM!


A Baby Robin on the garden fence.


A Frog on the garden gate!


A Queen Anne’s Lace hybrid.




A photo of my wife that I just love.

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The Past Few Days


Sullivan Metals

My wife’s words. My photo. “We had quite an adventure today. We went to Sullivans Scrap Metal Recycling yard in Holyoke with some ferrous and non ferrous metal pieces from my mom’s house. What a place! Trucks, cranes, noise, fork lifts, trains/box cars, scale to weigh your car before and after. The only thing I didn’t see but expected was a ferrocious dog!  I had already brought some metal stuff to the West Springfield Town yard which recycles. But I wanted to go directly to the source and see how much money all this stuff was worth. I can’t tell you how much this pleased me to keep this stuff out of land dumps and I was given $11.00, to boot.  Then we went to Nicks Nest for lunch~home-made soup, hotdogs, beans, and real sodas.” FE 1.8/55, f11, 1/400 second, iso 100


Freddy, our Mini Labradoodle.


Mushroom, Red Pepper, Vidalia Onion Pizza–YUM!


Purple Finch on a grape vine arbor I am weaving.


Sisters at a Sunday party for Gavin’s Communion.


Sisters at a Sunday party for Gavin’s Communion.


My wife, Susan.


Freddy still sleeping.



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February Notes of Gratitude

February 1.
Psalm 107:
“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good!”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee with Susan.
Roasting a chicken.
February 2.
Up at 6.
Matthew 7:7.
Effective Prayer;
“Keep on asking, and you will receive
What you ask for. Keep on seeking
And you will find. Keep on knocking
And the door will be opened to you.
For everyone who asks; receives.
Everyone who seeks, finds.
And to everyone who knocks,
The door will be opened.”
A short walk with Freddy in the snow.
Birds at the feeder.
Chicken on rye toast for lunch.
Making chicken stock.
A call from my son.
February 3.
Matthew 7.
“Do not judge others, and you will not be judged.
For you will be treated as you treat others.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Photo of camper with logo.
Picadillo for dinner.
A call to my sister, Darlene.
Now home after surgery.
February 4.
Up at 6:15.
Matthew 7:24-29.
“Anyone who listens to my teaching and follows it is wise,
like a person who builds a house on solid rock.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee with Susan.
A meeting with Janel of Web-tactics.
Leftover Picadillo for lunch.
Ordering out for Chinese food.
Watching Mass on Catholic TV.
Reading The Economist.
Reading The Cantos.
February 5.
Up at 5:30.
Acts 1:1-50.
The  of The Holy Spirit.
Coffee and toast with Susan.
Contractors arrive at 8:00.
Dinner at Shortstop Bar & Grill.
Chef Monica
February 6.
Up at 6:00.
Acts 2:1-4.
The Holy Spirit Comes.
February 7.
Up at 6.
Zechariah 11:1-3.
Open your doors, Lebanon so that fire may devour
Your cedar forests. Weep, you cypress trees, for all the ruined
Ceders; the most majestic ones have fallen.
Weep, you oaks of Bashan, for the think forests have been cut down.
Listen to the wailing of the shepherds,
For their rich pastures are destroyed.
Here the young lions roaring
For their thickets in the Jordan valley are ruined.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Bacon and eggs and toast for breakfast.
Making Catalan Beef Stew.
Catalan Beef Stew
February 8.
Up at 5:45.
1 Timothy 2:1-15.
“I urge you, first of all, to pray for all people.
Ask God to help them; intercede on their behalf,
and give thanks for them.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee with Susan.
Smoked Salmon on Bagels for lunch.
A call from my daughter, Danielle.
“Dad, I made Tamago-Yaki.”
Pasta and meatballs for dinner.
February 9.
Up at 6:00.
James 3:13-18.
“If you are wise and understand God’s ways prove it
By living and honorable life, doing good works
With the humility that comes from wisdom.”
A short walk with Freddy in snow storm.
Coffee with Susan.
Leftover Catalan Beef Stew for lunch.
Roast chicken for dinner.
A call from my son.
February 10.
Up at 6:00.
James 4:10.
“God opposes the proud
But favors the humble.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Making chicken stock.
Picking out tile for bathroom.
Happy to write a check for Janel of Web-tactics.
Dinner at Shortstop Bar & Grill.
Working on new letterhead.
February 11.
Up at 6:20.
Luke 8:4-10.
Parable of the Farmer Scattering Seed.
“And the seeds that fell on the good soil
Represent honest, good-hearted people
Who hear God’s word, cling to it,
And patiently produce a huge harvest.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee and toast with Susan.
Playing with Freddy in backyard.
Contractors working on bathroom renovation.
Ordering out for Chinese food.
Watching Jeopardy.
Burning incense.
February 12.
Up at 6:00.
Psalm 4.
“Answer me when I call you,
O God who declares me innocent.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee and toast with Susan.
Snow falling.
Susan making us Ham Salad sandwiches.
Fluffy snow.
Beef and Barley Soup for dinner.
Beef Barley Soup
Watching Mass.
Watching Jeopardy.
Watching Market Warriors.
February 13.
Up at 6:15.
Psalm 113.
Praise the Lord!
A short walk with Freddy.
Egg on marble rye for breakfast.
Writing check for contractors.
New magazines at Post Office.
Cooking Light and The New Yorker.
Leftover Beef and Barley Soup for lunch.
Brewing tea. Tension Tamer.
Making pizza dough.
Meatball and mushroom pizza for dinner.
Mushroom Meatball Pizza
Watching Mass.
Watching Jeopardy.
February 14.
Up at 6:15.
Matthew 7:13-14.
“You can enter God’s Kingdom only through the narrow
Gate. The Kingdom to Hell is broad, and its gate is wide
For the many who choose that way. But the gateway
To life is very narrow and the road is difficult
And only a few can ever find it.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Very cold. Minus 2.
Leftover pizza for breakfast.
Tuna on rye for lunch.
Cleaning my closet.
Haddock for dinner.
Valentine's Dinner
February 15.
Up at 6:15.
Wind and snow. Cold.

church snow
Matthew 8:1-4.
“I am willing. Be healed.”
A short walk wit Freddy.
Organizing closet.
Farro and Broccoli Frittata for breakfast.
Susan making us tea.
Letting go of all my ties.
And a few shirts.
Roasting a chicken with grapefruit and ginger.
Watching Father Brown with Susan.
Watching The Great British Bake Off with Susan.
February 16.
Up at 6:20.
Matthew 13:31-32.
Parable of The Mustard Seed.
Jesus used this illustration.
“The Kingdom of Heaven is like a mustard seed
Planted in a field. It is the smallest of all the seeds,
But it becomes the largest of all the plants; it grows
Into a tree, and birds come and make nests in its branches.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Cold. Minus 7. Windy.
Coffee with Susan.
Buying paint for bathroom.
Running ad on Facebook.

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Western sandwiches for lunch.
Haddock rice cakes for dinner.
February 17.
Up at 2:15 to feed Nadine.
Up at 4:00. Nadine meowing at door.
Up at 6:20.
Matthew 13:36-43.
Parable of the Wheat and Weeds.
“The son of man is the farmer who plants
The good seed. The field is the world
And the good seed represents the people
Of the Kingdom……The righteous will shine
Like the sun in their Father’s Kingdom.
Anyone with ears to hear, should listen
And understand.”
A s short walk with Freddy.
Seven degrees.
Coffee and toast with Susan.
Again the contractors arrive at 8:00.
Contractors arrive bearing gifts.
Three bottles of wine.
Thanking us for our patience and understanding.
Shower floor completed.
Turkey on rye with avocado for lunch.
Dinner at Shortstop Bar & Grill.
In bed at 8:30.
February 18.
Up at 5:45.
Matthew 13:44-46.
Parable of The Hidden Treasure and the Pearl.
“The kingdom of Heaven is like a treasure
That a man discovers hidden in a field.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Cold. Minus seven.
Coffee and toast with Susan.
Susan making chocolate pudding.
Chicken chilli for dinner.
Watching Mass.
A call from my son.
Falling to sleep reading The Economist.
February 19.
Up at 6:45.
Matthew 13: 47-52.
Parable of the Fishing Net.
“Again, the Kingdom of Heaven is like a fishing net
That was thrown into the water and caught fish of every kind.
When the net was full, they dragged it up onto shore,
Sat down, and sorted the good fish into crates,
But threw the bad ones away.
That is the way it will be at the end
Of the world. The angels will come and
Separate the wicked people from the righteous……”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee with Susan.
Western sandwiches for lunch.
Chicken breasts for dinner.
February 21.
Up at 6:30.
Matthew 13:53-58.
Jesus rejected at Nazareth.
“A prophet is honored everywhere except
In his own hometown and among his own family.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Cold. Minus ten.
Coffee with Susan.
Susan making us oatmeal.
A short walk with Freddy.
February 22.
Up at 6:00.
Matthew 15:21-28.
The Faith of a Gentile Woman.
Roast chicken for dinner.
Watching Father Brown with Susan.
A call from my daughter.
February 23.
Up at 6:30.
Matthew 16:13-20.
Peter’s Declaration about Jesus.
“Now I say to you that you are Peter
(which means rock)
And upon this rock I will build my church,
and all the powers of hell will not conquer it.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee and toast with Susan.
Contractors arrive at 8 and finish cleaning.
Western sandwiches for breakfast.
Eleanor visits to see new bathroom.
Shower Floor
Meatloaf for dinner.
Watching documentary on William E.B. DuBois.
A call from my son.
February 24.
Up at 6:00.
Matthew 19:13-15.
Jesus Blesses The Children.
“Let the children come to me.
Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven
Belongs to those who are like these children.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Cold. Minus 10. But birds singing.
Coffee and toast with Susan.
Making Pasta and Bean Soup.

Pasta and Bean Soup
A short nap on the couch with Freddy.
Pasta and Bean Soup for dinner.
Watching Mass.
Watching Jeopardy.
A call from my daughter.
Falling to sleep reading The Economist.
February 25.
Up at 5:45.
Matthew 19:16-30.
“……keep the commandments……and those who seem
Least important now ill be greatest then.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Mailing cards and prints to Janel and Deborah.
Filling bird feeder with sunflower seeds.
Leftover pasta and bean soup for lunch.
Pecan-crusted chicken for dinner.
Watching Mass.
Watching Jeopardy.
February 26.
Up at 6:30.
Matthew 18:21_35.
Parable of the unforgiving Debtor.
“No, not seven times,” Jesus replied,
“But seventy times seven.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee and toast with Susan.
Western sandwiches for lunch.
Dinner at Shortstop Bar & Grill.
Watching Jeopardy.
Watching Market Warriors.
Falling to sleep reading The Economist.
February 27.
Up at 6:15.
Mark 11:1-11.
Jesus’ Triumphant Entry.
“Go into the village over there…As soon as you enter it,
You will see a young donkey tied there that one has even ridden.
Untie it, and bring it here. If anyone asks,
‘What are you doing?’ just say, ‘The Lord needs it
And will return it soon.'”
A short walk with Freddy.
Birds singing. Sunny. Ten degrees.
A mushroom spinach omelet for breakfast.
Vacuuming the house.
Meatloaf sandwiches for lunch.
Susan buying Shetland Salmon.
Salmon, Farro, Brussels Sprouts for dinner.

Watching Mass.
“God loves me!”
A call to Darlene.
February 28.
Up at 7:00.
Mark 12:1-12.
Parable of the Evil Farmers.
“The stone that the builders rejected has now become
The cornerstone. This is the Lord’s doing,
And it is wonderful to see.”
A short walk with Freddy.
Coffee with Susan.
Watching A Chef’s Life.
Bacon and egg sandwiches are breakfast.
Meatloaf sandwiches for lunch.
A visit from a friend, Dianne Provost, bearing
Wedding gifts. Great conversation.
A walk with Freddy.
Dinner at Karen and John’s home in Granville.
Eastworks Snow