2020 June 20 Waffling

Saturday

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  • 68° & light rain. Predicted High 91°. Morning Low was 67°

Cool and wet this morning. It only rained for a couple of minutes, just enough to settle the dust. This area of Texas hill country has had 17″ so far this year and only .03″ in June.By contrast, where our summer home in Iowa is located they have had 11.87″ of precipitation (some as snow) this year and .77″ this month. Miami, Florida has had 6.28″ in June and 29.22″ this year.

Waffles for breakfast!

Nothing much happened again today until we went to check on the mail. Ella wanted to take a short cut, so she could visit with a neighbor. We didn’t have masks so I was uneasy and kept dropping hints that we should get home. Finally I just left her there. I came home, washed hands, arms, face and beard. I then used an alcohol wipe. Once she was home, I told her to go scrub up.

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  • 8 months 20 days since we returned to Texas.
  • 3 months and 06 day being self isolated.

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2020 March 28 Saturday

2020 March 28 Saturday in Liberty Hill TexasGood morning and welcome to our daily journal!

This is day fifteen of being self isolated, not wanting to be around folks with the corona-virus.

t a few minutes past seven thirty this morning, I heard some intermittent patter on the roof. Rain, soft as a cloud of butterfly feet dancing above me. Then it moved on.I have been trying since Thursday, to schedule a pickup time with Wal-Mart for my grocery order. Given my ‘druthers I’d’a druther they’d fetch ’em out to us. However, delivery is not a option in this area of the hills.Each day I’ve checked the schedule, however that day and the day after already had all time slots full. And the application does not allow scheduling past “tomorrow.” Each day that I’ve checked my order, items, that had been in stock when I ordered on Thursday, now show as “OUT OUT STOCK.” So last night … or more correctly … this morning at eight minutes after midnight I was able to schedule a Sunday afternoon time-slot.All of this was said to say this, the drive-up pick-up service is being used by more people than ever before. This is a good thing, in this time of social distancing.

Birth order personality traits.

“There are several popular anecdotes and stereotypes about the vastly different characteristics of siblings based on which order they were born

In any statistical model of behavior, any aberration is simply removed from the equation so as to not skew the results. I am a “skewer”. In my family I am the youngest. However, by the time I was five, I was the only child in the household. But also I had a niece, only three years younger, who lived very close. We grew up together.

So am I:

  1. Youngest,

  2. Only child, or

  3. Oldest?

Maybe This accounts for my multiple personalities. 😀

We have a pair of bushes in our yard that had not shown any sign of life, while other bushes like these, have been greening out for weeks now. Two weeks ago Ella declared them dead. I respond that maybe it just wasn’t their time yet. However, earlier this week as I looked at the dead winter-dried fruit that had failed to fall, I too decided that winter had killed them. This morning, that’s right, they have leaves.And the moral of the story is … Oh you figure it out for yourself.You might also enjoy our podcast for today.

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Day 179 in Texas

2020 March 24 Tuesday

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Day eleven of being self isolated because of the corona-virus.

id you notice something different? No fog! That’s right,”there’s magic in my eyes I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles.” Oh yeah.” (song by The Who – 1967)

e opened the windows overnight and the door, once we were up. We will keep them open as long as it doesn’t become too warm. And, if is truly going to reach eighty three degrees, it might be before noon. Then we’ll close up and start the air conditioner.

ccasionally, the clouds would thin enough that the sun would appear as a bright disc, looking for all the world, like the moon. And soon, too soon, was hidden once again. But wait! The forecast, as yet unproven as I write this morning. Is for a sunny afternoon. Now I pray that the next forecast issued for COVID-19, will be equally cheering.

ust before noon the sun shook off the coat of clouds and began to pour out a week’s worth of sunshine. Though the return of that long lost friend was welcomed back, and though he warms our souls, we shut the door and drew the shades to half mast. His rays through the windows soon had the indoor thermometer creeping up on eighty. Outdoors it reached a record breaking (for this date) eighty six degrees.

Today’s Instapot lunch was lentils, kielbasa, carrots, celery, chicken stock, and (just for the heck of it) a little bit of barley. For dessert was a banapple no bake pie. Instant banana pudding and a can of apple pie filling in a shortbread pie crust.

Remembering My Youth

Once there was a boy-child who played and stayed in the brilliant summer sun ’till his hair was near white and skin near chestnut.

Trees, hills, and fences too, were made for climbing. And climb he did. From top branches smaller than a man’s thumb he hug by his hands, knees, and toes.

As he was swayed by that ever restless breeze of summer, his mind’s eye looked down to the pirate ship’s deck far below, where Captain Hook shook his one good fist at the fair-haired boy, dressed in green, far up in the crow’s nest.

Next, as he squatted in his loin-cloth, high in the vine covered tree, a gentle African wind carried with it, a strange aroma among the normal scents of the jungle, the aroma of a dangerous rogue elephant. as it came crashing through the underbrush.

Now the international man of danger lay flat against the skyscraper roof, binoculars to his eyes and studied the movement of the band of spies that were just coming ashore from the foreign submarine.

All too soon, mother called him down from his perch. Time for lunch and a nap. He had no need of a nap. He had been dreaming all morning.

Water for awhile.

Survival food for awhile.

Trash bags, TP, disinfectant wipes, and towels for awhile. Oh yes, buddy burners and a few yards of rope.

Tools for simple repair and construction.

His and hers duffle-bags with everything that NEMA, National Emergency Management Association recommends, was well as FEMA, Federal Emergency Management Agency. And other supplies recommended by various survivalist and preppers. I don’t think of Ella and myself as “peppers”, as a good scout I do believe in, “Be Prepared.” Oh yes, the truck and topper for temporary shelter.

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Day 175 in TexasProgressive 43.17Progressive 47.09

2020 March 13 Friday

2020 March 13 Friday in Liberty Hill Texas

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y one o’clock it had reached seventy six and it was still completely blanketed in clouds

Today was the monthly luncheon for the 50+ group at Leander UMC. Today it was a soup and salad meal. Today we had a speaker from the Leander Parks and Recreation Office to talk about the planned new building for the senior center, to be opened in 2021. He also gave us information about the Active Adults program.

made some boiled eggs, after we returned home. Six minutes to cook perfect hardboiled eggs. Instapot hard boiled eggs are so easy to peel because the shell comes off in bigger pieces without taking part of the white with it. However, I found an even quicker and easier way to BLOW egg from the shell. Of course you are going to rinse the egg afterwards..

was fortunate to capture thus photograph when I did. This was the last that was seen of the sun.

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Day 165 in Texas

  • *The Over The Hill Gang, (3307 RR 1869) Any area senior 50 years or older is invited to join for fellowship and a meal every Thursday at 11:30 a.m. The first meal is free; afterwards, individuals are asked to donate $6 for their meal.
  • **Grandies welcomes those 50+ every week with friendship, games and a ministry to connect to others. As a special part of their ministry, Grandies sign and send greeting cards with inspirational messages to those serving in the military, the sick or homebound and church members celebrating happy milestones like birthdays and graduation. Since this ministry started, more than 3,300 cards have been sent!

In the summer, Grandies also work to make available snack packs through Operation Liberty Hill for children who may not otherwise have enough food without a school in session. Additionally, they provide meals at Vacation Bible School. and host bake sales twice a year to raise funds for their important works.

Wednesdays, 9 a.m.
Currently meets at the OTHG building (3307 RR 1869)

2020 March 12 Thursday

2020 March 12 Thursday in Liberty Hill Texas

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t was very comfortable sleeping weather overnight. We had only one window open, so there was no cross ventilation, but it was enough.

nother overcast day with a promise of eighty degrees later today. And later today it reached eighty four degrees under a mostly clear sky.

From July 2010

I made a tasty lentil based soup yesterday. I guess I’ll call it Cream of Lentil Soup.

(I’m not the measuring kind, so the measurements are all approximate.) ½ Cup lentils (washed and sorted) ½ Cup chopped carrots ½ Cup chopped celery ½ Cup finely chopped cabbage 1/8 Cup finely chopped chives (I’d have used onion if I were not allergic to the tasty things)

These were all combined in a medium sauce pan and covered with chicken stock to a depth of about a ½ inch. Seasoned with a couple generous pinches of cayenne pepper, salt and pepper. Bring to a boil then cover and simmer at low temperature until carrots and lentils are soft. (about 30 minutes).

You want this to reduce the liquid but not run dry so watch and add more chicken stock if too dry or cook uncovered for a while if too wet. The goal is to end up with a thick creamy soup that still has some texture. Taste test and adjust seasonings.

Reserve about a fourth of the soup and purée the rest. Recombine the reserved and the puréed portions. Stir in a ½ cup of plain yogurt or sour cream and serve with a sprinkle of shredded cheddar.

This was enough to make two generous portions. Which was fine as a meal by itself. If you are serving as part of a larger meal, it would serve four.

ow that I’ve found this recipe again, I’m going to try it in the Instapot. I think I will grate the carrots rather than chop. Unfortunately, my onion allergy has gotten worse over the last decade, so I now avoid all of the plants in the onion family, like chives and scallions, shallots, and leeks. So far, I’ve not been bothered by garlic.

bout eight thirty, we received a hint of sunlight, one eye open and peeking from beneath that thick quilt of cloud. Still not satisfied after its long night of slumber, it snuggled back beneath the covers.

ver The Hill Gang has been meeting in this building since the 1970s. However, since the county gave control of the building to the city, it appears we are going to be moved. Many members are very unhappy about this proposed move.

lla, and I played four games of Fast Track before lunch at OTHG before lunch. I know I won and I know she won. However, I do not know how many. I think it was a the score was a tie

fter lunch, we played canasta with Ann, Charlotte, Lu, and Nadine. The team of Charlotte, Ella and Tom were so far ahead in the first game that the other team conceded defeat and we started another game – which we also won.

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Day 164 in Texas

  • *The Over The Hill Gang, (3307 RR 1869) Any area senior 50 years or older is invited to join for fellowship and a meal every Thursday at 11:30 a.m. The first meal is free; afterwards, individuals are asked to donate $6 for their meal.
  • **Grandies welcomes those 50+ every week with friendship, games and a ministry to connect to others. As a special part of their ministry, Grandies sign and send greeting cards with inspirational messages to those serving in the military, the sick or homebound and church members celebrating happy milestones like birthdays and graduation. Since this ministry started, more than 3,300 cards have been sent!

In the summer, Grandies also work to make available snack packs through Operation Liberty Hill for children who may not otherwise have enough food without a school in session. Additionally, they provide meals at Vacation Bible School. and host bake sales twice a year to raise funds for their important works.

Wednesdays, 9 a.m.
Currently meets at the OTHG building (3307 RR 1869)

2020 March 11 Wednesday

2020 March 11 Wednesday in Liberty Hill Texas

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es, mostly cloudy it was but mostly sunny it became. And the high temperature reached eighty four degrees.

ketching from life. She was giving a talk to us seniors. I have no idea what the talk was about because I was sketching.

fter our Grandies** meeting, Blanca, Rex, Karen, Bill, Ella and I played two games of Fast Track. For those who are keeping score, Ella and I won both times. Not brag, just fact.

There are a lot of these beautiful flowing trees in Stocktank RV Park. Without sticking my head in amongst the branches, I’m unable to smell their aroma. And because of the abundance of bees, I’m loathe to do so. Also, with Rudolf the red nose pickup parked beneath this tree, I find him covered each morning with the husks that have fallen from the flowers. Beautiful trees but messy and potentially dangerous, to those with a bee sting allergy.

he westward sky about five thirty as we were on the way to choir practice.

he one hundred and fifty year old chapel where we practice. We are practicing many special pieces of music for the coming holy week services

his was the sky that greeted us as we left the chapel. I haven’t quite adjusted to the idea that the sun is still in the sky at seven o’clock.

nd after sunset we were favored by a beautifully painted sky. Good job, God, good job.

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Day 163 in Texas

  • *The Over The Hill Gang, (3307 RR 1869) Any area senior 50 years or older is invited to join for fellowship and a meal every Thursday at 11:30 a.m. The first meal is free; afterwards, individuals are asked to donate $6 for their meal.
  • **Grandies welcomes those 50+ every week with friendship, games and a ministry to connect to others. As a special part of their ministry, Grandies sign and send greeting cards with inspirational messages to those serving in the military, the sick or homebound and church members celebrating happy milestones like birthdays and graduation. Since this ministry started, more than 3,300 cards have been sent!

In the summer, Grandies also work to make available snack packs through Operation Liberty Hill for children who may not otherwise have enough food without a school in session. Additionally, they provide meals at Vacation Bible School. and host bake sales twice a year to raise funds for their important works.

Wednesdays, 9 a.m.
Currently meets at the OTHG building (3307 RR 1869)

2020 March 10 Tuesday

2020 March 10 Tuesday in Liberty Hill Texas

arly this morning earth’s tiny twin shone as brightly as yesterday’s reluctant sun. Earth and moon, siblings twirling together through space in their struggle, pulling apart, then draw closer once again.

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nterestingly while this showed mostly cloudy, at the same time, there was a dense fog alert.

he top photograph was taken well before dawn. The middle photo was taken a few minutes before dawn. Three third picture was taken a few minutes after dawn. Ah, there is the dense fog for which they were alerting me.

esterday I wrote about liking rain. As I was saving that short piece in a file, I found this short piece I had written about fifteen years ago.

Smelling Rain

Have you ever noticed how rain changes the smell of things? Oddly enough when it first starts to rain the air smells dusty (if you’re in country). In the city the rain, at first, seems to bring out the smells of hot sidewalks and old oil.

Usually you can smell the rain coming before it arrives.
During the rain, smells are suppressed. All you smell is rain!
Now! After the rain! That’s when everything smells fresh and cool and clean.
Except the dog!

t the Georgetown senior center today, Ella and I played four rounds of Fast Track.

his is the track of our travels today. From Stocktank RV Park to Madella Hilliard Senior Center in Georgetown and back again by a slightly different route.

nce we were home. Ella fell coming from the truck to the RV. Okay Ella in your own words tell us what happened.

ell when I got out of the truck, I went out to talk to Jackie, Tresa’s sister, who had stopped at the dumpster.

hen walking back in, I picked up a spoon that was on the ground. I was also bending over to pick up a piece of paper that was on the ground. In the process of picking up the paper, I lost my balance. I did about 3 yards of walking real fast, where I was trying to catch up with myself, so that I wouldn’t fall. In the end I did fall. But I think I went down a little gentler than I might have otherwise.

y knee is scrapped, but I really don’t feel too bad. And then Tom came out to help me get up and brush all the leaves off of me, and the dirt.

hese jeans definitely are going into the laundry, because I have mud on my pants from the rain that we’ve had the last few days.

very couple of hours I’ve been asking, “How do you feel now?” I really don’t want her covering up something because “it’s nothing.” Yes, she does that sometimes because she doesn’t want to “be a bother.” I do the same thing, but it’s frustrating when she does it.

fter burning through the fog this morning, Ol’ Sol has been burning bright and (relatively) hot. It topped out at seventy five degrees.


his is the sky that greeted us as we came our from Cross Tracks Church’s Tuesday night prayer meeting.

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Day 162 in Texas

  • *The Over The Hill Gang, (3307 RR 1869) Any area senior 50 years or older is invited to join for fellowship and a meal every Thursday at 11:30 a.m. The first meal is free; afterwards, individuals are asked to donate $6 for their meal.
  • **Grandies welcomes those 50+ every week with friendship, games and a ministry to connect to others. As a special part of their ministry, Grandies sign and send greeting cards with inspirational messages to those serving in the military, the sick or homebound and church members celebrating happy milestones like birthdays and graduation. Since this ministry started, more than 3,300 cards have been sent!

In the summer, Grandies also work to make available snack packs through Operation Liberty Hill for children who may not otherwise have enough food without a school in session. Additionally, they provide meals at Vacation Bible School. and host bake sales twice a year to raise funds for their important works.

Wednesdays, 9 a.m.
Currently meets at the OTHG building (3307 RR 1869)

2020 February 26 Wednesday

2020 February 26 Wednesday in Liberty Hill, Texas

hirty seven degrees? I will believe that. Feels like twenty eight, with gusts of twenty four miles per hour? I’ll grant you that also. But “Clear”? I can’t buy that at all! Not when I have the photographs to prove that it is cloudy.

lla fell head-down between the bed and the wall this morning. I had to help her get up and out. When I ask how she felt this morning, she replied, “Like $h!t.” I’ve seem her through a lot of bad times, but I have never seen her hurting like this.

oday began with fasting lab work at our local doctor’s. We arrived a couple minutes early for our eight o’clock appointment. It was about eight thirty when we got back for the blood draw.

hey attempted to get blood from Ella first. It didn’t work. So, they put a heat pad on her arm. While they were waiting to get blood from her, they took mine. When they tried her again, they succeeded in drawing enough blood for their samples.

e arrived at Grandies** just as they were starting. We stayed for the meeting, the roll call, the devotion, and the prayer. However, we did not stay for games. We came directly home, where Ella went to the bedroom and laid down. It wasn’t long until age was asleep.

lla stayed home and in bed when I went to six o’clock choir practice prior to the seven o’clock Ash Wedneosday service.

Single Occupancy

The yellow sticky note hung on the mirror. I slammed the bedroom door. The front door. The car door. Why can’t I slam the door of my heart? As I gripped the steering wheel like a lifeline, I realized that the note was still crushed in my hand.

“It’s not working. Loved you. Bye.”

Not working? Not working! Not working. We knew it from the beginning. It couldn’t work more than you could set fire to an ice cube or freeze a flame. “It’ll never last,” everyone said. “They’ll use each other up in six months,” I’d heard my mother say. She was wrong, it took ten years. Had we used each other up?

I don’t remember starting the car. I don’t remember pulling out of the drive, my body running on automatic. Like a badly edited movie, my mind replayed our entire lives over and over again. Skipping from scene to scene, from event to event. Where were the turning points? Why couldn’t I see it? How could I know it and not know it at the same time?

The cold December sun hung brightly in the afternoon sky. Naked trees cast zebra stripes on the blacktop. Sun. Shadow. Sun. Shadow. Sun. Shadow. Mesmerized by the light flickering through the windshield, I drove.

West. I was driving west. I wasn’t actually going west. I was going away. That’s what people do. They go away. I didn’t want to go away. With all my heart I ached to stay. But I couldn’t. Not now! Not! Now! People go away. My father went away. My job went away and then my friends went away. Now, she went away.

What made Away better than Here? Were the skies clearer or the colors deeper in Away? Did Away make the pain also go away? What would I find when I reached Away? How would I know when I reached it? Were there green signs posted that read, “Welcome to Away”?

Sunlight changed to heat as it passed through the car windows. My face was flush with the warmth while my feet were freezing in shadows beneath the dash. Heat and cold. That was the struggle from the beginning. Heat and cold. You combine heat and cold and you have … nothing! We were too different. Not the kind of difference that adds strength to the other’s weakness. No, we canceled each other. Together we were less than we were separately. Heat and cold. Light and shadow. Her and I.

As if distributed by a miser, an occasional flake of snow flew through the air. For hours the snow had fallen thus, and yet there was no accumulation. “Where does the snow go?” I wondered aloud. It was too cold to melt and yet there was no sign of it on the ground. “Perhaps it is the same five or six flakes accompanying me down the road.”

It suited my mood to have tiny shards of ice as my only companion.

The road unraveled for mile after mile, straight and lonely, yet the scenery never varied. Half shutting my eyes against the sun’s glare, I felt fortunate that I wasn’t driving directly into it.

I didn’t feel fortunate. She was gone. The weight of loneliness sat on my shoulders and compressed my spine as I hunched over the steering wheel. My mind became numb from the sameness of the terrain. My mind became numb from reliving that morning. If I had said this would it have made a difference? If I had done that would the outcome have been different? Deep down, I knew that the answer was “no”.

We may have started on the same road at the same time, but we never traveled the same direction at the same speed. Small changes here and there until we realized we weren’t even on the same path anymore. To her, the destination was the goal. To me, the journey was the goal. She accumulated possessions and I shed them. She used people and gathered things. I used things and gathered people. Her life was external. My life was internal. We hadn’t used each other up. We just nullified each other, like a mathematical equation where each side was equal, but the sum was always zero.

I struggled to keep my eyes half open that had been half-closed against the glare. The world that was black and white, light and dark, now seemed to be covered in a uniform gray. Slowly, fatigue overtook me and I dozed.

I awoke, still driving. The sun dropped below the horizon and I hadn’t noticed. A headache settled between my eyes, the heartache settled between my ribs.

The snow finally begun to collect on the ground, bushes and trees. The headlights created patches of brilliance in the darkness. The trees reached with skeletal hands across the road. Everything was white and black again. Contrast! Nothing but sharp contrast. It was hard to judge distances without the shades of grey.

Our lives weren’t always black and white. There were times when we blended. I guess those were gray times. Those gray times were the moments I wanted most to remember. The gray times were peaceful, possibly even restful. However, they were unsustainable because the intensity of the contrast in white and black were so much stronger! The conflict was more passionate and more alive than the dull gray of those times.

Red! A flash of red. Beyond my headlights a sign appeared. “M el” in neon letters beckoned. Was this Away? My tires crunched on gravel as I pulled to a stop in front of the office. Peeling paint and tarnished metal were the main decorating elements of a motel that had started out cheep and gone down hill from there. A faded sign read “Family owned since 1979”. To these people this was Here. Were they all still Here or had some of them gone away?

The motel clerk sat in the dim light of a forty watt bulb reading a yellowed newspaper. He rose from behind the desk like a specter rising through fog. In the hoarse whisper of a voice long unused he had asked, “Single Occupancy?”

And I cried.

Original published under my pen name of Newdigate Ausley

hirty four degrees at bedtime. Predicted to be twenty nine by morning. That’s cold enough that started the water dripping so the lines won’t freeze. I’m glad that I just emptied the gray water tank. I just got that it doesn’t drop enough tho refill the tank before morning. It’s a real slow drip.

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  • Day 148 in our Texas home
  • *The Over The Hill Gang, (3307 RR 1869) Any area senior 50 years or older is invited to join for fellowship and a meal every Thursday at 11:30 a.m. The first meal is free; afterwards, individuals are asked to donate $6 for their meal.
  • **Grandies welcomes those 50+ every week with friendship, games and a ministry to connect to others. As a special part of their ministry, Grandies sign and send greeting cards with inspirational messages to those serving in the military, the sick or homebound and church members celebrating happy milestones like birthdays and graduation. Since this ministry started, more than 3,300 cards have been sent!

In the summer, Grandies also work to make available snack packs through Operation Liberty Hill for children who may not otherwise have enough food without a school in session. Additionally, they provide meals at Vacation Bible School. and host bake sales twice a year to raise funds for their important works.

Wednesdays, 9 a.m.
Currently meets at the OTHG building (3307 RR 1869)

2020 January 20 Monday

2020 January 20 Monday MLK Day in Liberty Hill, Texas

gain I slept well and could have slept longer if the alarm had not awakened us. However, Ella had an appointment for a CT scan first thing today.

h yeah, freezing! Right here in this little section of paradise it dropped down to freezing over night.

e were on the road before sunrise this morning. At times it was difficult seeing the road because I was driving straight into the sun.

t was slightly after eight o’clock when we arrived at Austin Radiology Associates this morning. Ella had paperwork to complete. The appointment was for 8:40 however they were able to get her in at 8:25 and out by 10.

e were going to stop at IHOP for breakfast, but the parking lot was completely full. We decided on Hobo Junction instead. I decided to have a full order of their chicken fried steak. A full order fills a dinner plate, so the eggs, biscuit, and grits come on a separate plate.

ook at that huge white hot ball of fire as it balances atop the treeline.

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  • Day 111 in our Texas home

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*The Over The Hill Gang, (3307 RR 1869) Any area senior 50 years or older is invited to join for fellowship and a meal every Thursday at 11:30 a.m. The first meal is free; afterwards, individuals are asked to donate $6 for their meal.**Grandies welcomes those 50+ every week with friendship, games and a ministry to connect to others. As a special part of their ministry, Grandies sign and send greeting cards with inspirational messages to those serving in the military, the sick or homebound and church members celebrating happy milestones like birthdays and graduation. Since this ministry started, more than 3,300 cards have been sent!

In the summer, Grandies also work to make available snack packs through Operation Liberty Hill for children who may not otherwise have enough food without a school in session. Additionally, they provide meals at Vacation Bible School. and host bake sales twice a year to raise funds for their important works.

Wednesdays, 9 a.m.
Currently meets at the OTHG building (3307 RR 1869)

2020 January 19 Sunday

2020 January 19 Sunday in Liberty Hill, Texas

slept eight hours! If the alarm hadn’t gone off at seven o’clock, I might have slept a whole lot more.

hirty three degrees that feels like twenty eight is cold, right? Before you answer that question, take a look below at the current temperature in our summer home.

eels like minus twenty three degrees. That’s what happens when it is five degrees below freezing and you add twenty five mile per hour winds. It’s enough to make a sane person think about moving somewhere warmer.

es, it is cold, but look at that sun this morning. Ain’t she beautiful? We’ve opened all the window shades on the eastern side of the RV to take in all of that solar heat, while we were at church. And it worked. It was 52° outside and 74.5° inside, with no heat on. It was so warm that we did not open the shades on the west side in the afternoon because it would have been too hot.

peaking of church here is pastor John Saint’s sermon at Cross Tracks Church, Liberty Hill, Texas. The sermon is titled “Come and See“.

lla is on a twenty four hour fast. She had breakfast at church. She had an “omelet” baked in a muffin cup and later an apple fritter. Then the fasting began. Nothing but clear liquids until after the CT scan tomorrow morning. Around noon she had a glass of chicken broth. I had considered fasting with her. However, the recommendations for quicker relief from my shingles is to eat regular healthy meals. So, I ate a lite lunch and snacked on fruit on the afternoon. I will not have breakfast (or maybe lunch) until she is also is able to eat.

y HUM device keeps track of many things, of cabbages and kings. No. No. No cabbage and no king. But one of the reports is what you see above. Interesting (to me at least) is that over half of the miles driven this month/year were driven in the first week. With our health issues, we’ve cut back on some of our adventures..

here was a more colorful sunset than I expected. The sky was so clear today that I thought it would also be a plain cloudless sunset.God bless and g’nite

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*The Over The Hill Gang, (3307 RR 1869) Any area senior 50 years or older is invited to join for fellowship and a meal every Thursday at 11:30 a.m. The first meal is free; afterwards, individuals are asked to donate $6 for their meal.**Grandies welcomes those 50+ every week with friendship, games and a ministry to connect to others. As a special part of their ministry, Grandies sign and send greeting cards with inspirational messages to those serving in the military, the sick or homebound and church members celebrating happy milestones like birthdays and graduation. Since this ministry started, more than 3,300 cards have been sent!

In the summer, Grandies also work to make available snack packs through Operation Liberty Hill for children who may not otherwise have enough food without a school in session. Additionally, they provide meals at Vacation Bible School. and host bake sales twice a year to raise funds for their important works.

Wednesdays, 9 a.m.
Currently meets at the OTHG building (3307 RR 1869)