tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386208582009-07-14T22:37:12.191-04:00Louise's DaughterThis blog was originally going to be pretty much devoted to stuff about Louise's Daughter - our business -- but it has evolved into observations and pictures gleaned from our life.... but I guess life is where our artwork comes from!Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.comBlogger430125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-68492753017486852342009-07-14T22:12:00.004-04:002009-07-14T22:37:12.200-04:00Maya and Great Grandpa Tuesday<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sl07hbGYoZI/AAAAAAAADVA/uhYmCuel8pM/s1600-h/Maya+Tuesday+026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sl07hbGYoZI/AAAAAAAADVA/uhYmCuel8pM/s400/Maya+Tuesday+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504577037017490" border="0" /></a>Before heading off to visit Mom today, I took Dad to the playground to see Maya, and about 50 other kids having a wonderful time! Dad had a great time, and I'm pretty sure Maya did too! :-) And I felt great.<br /><br />Happy Maya!<br />Happy Cheryl!<br />Happy Don!<br />Happy Mel!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sl07hFSZu5I/AAAAAAAADU4/c4uvEam4zus/s1600-h/Maya+Tuesday+034.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sl07hFSZu5I/AAAAAAAADU4/c4uvEam4zus/s400/Maya+Tuesday+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358504571181841298" border="0" /></a>Mom missed it, but I guess that is just the way life is! She is still very unhappy about not being home, but seems to be settling in a bit. She even got a little gift from a new friend on her floor .... a little teddy bear - meant to make her feel a bit better, and it did it's job very well! After a few minutes she forgot where it came from, but she still felt good looking at it!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-6849275301748685234?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-70263275076466470532009-07-12T07:37:00.006-04:002009-07-12T14:18:26.530-04:00Mom<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SlnLuQWqsUI/AAAAAAAADUQ/puIIDTFNDQc/s1600-h/Mom+092.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SlnLuQWqsUI/AAAAAAAADUQ/puIIDTFNDQc/s400/Mom+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357537227258376514" border="0" /></a>Picture of Mom last April.<br /><br />Mom is not so happy these days. She seems to be sort of settling in at Wesley Gardens, but going home is definitely a constant theme. She is still not eating or drinking very much, and is very weak and dizzy when she tries to walk - even with the walker. She certainly has moments of pleasure with visitors and the staff, but is very confused about why she needs to be there instead of home. Dad has figured out how to bring in Podcasts of some of their favorite religious services, on his laptop, and they are enjoying that, along with reading their daily devotionals.<br /><br />Visitors, cards, and bunnies are encouraged. Mom carries on a great conversation, and enjoys that. There is just sort of a big gap in her memory. She is very much in the moment, but can't figure out how she got to this moment?<br /><br />Violet Olney<br />Wesley Gardens - Room 512<br />3 Upton Court<br />Rochester, NY 14607<br /><br />Good thoughts, prayers, notes, and phone calls for Dad are encouraged too. His strength, loyalty and devotion to Mom are amazing!<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-7026327507646647053?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-6624487106504179902009-07-09T22:33:00.005-04:002009-07-10T08:36:56.518-04:00Olney Road<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Slaoou8UxWI/AAAAAAAADUI/2wjQreSnJ4Q/s1600-h/Olney+Road+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Slaoou8UxWI/AAAAAAAADUI/2wjQreSnJ4Q/s400/Olney+Road+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356654224553067874" border="0" /></a>Yes. This road is named after my family!<br /><br />This sign is at the corner of Italy Valley Road and Olney Road, in the town of Italy, NY. (Dad has corrected me that this is not in Naples, NY - but is served by the Naples post office - thus the erroneous listing in Google)<br /><br />Both sets of my grandparents (Florence and Earle Drake, and Pearl and William Olney) are buried just about exactly a mile from here! Most of my ancestors back about 4 generations lived pretty much their whole lives within 6 miles of this sign!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-662448710650417990?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-84829126191575642382009-07-07T09:39:00.008-04:002009-07-12T08:03:48.382-04:00Mom<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SlNQVh77_CI/AAAAAAAADT4/BVldmuyBiFg/s1600-h/Sept+1+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SlNQVh77_CI/AAAAAAAADT4/BVldmuyBiFg/s400/Sept+1+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355712712690891810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Violet Olney</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">More later, but we took Mom (Violet, Vi, Peg, Mom, Grandma, Great Grandma) to the emergency room last Friday, and after a few days of stabilizing, we are taking her to Wesley Gardens rehab/nursing home today. She has been experiencing increasing difficulties over the past 2 years, and a more rapid decline since a fall a few weeks ago.<br /><br />She just needs more care than Dad, even with help, can provide. Any prayers, thoughts, wishes, cards, etc. will be greatly appreciated.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Wesley Gardens, Room 512, 3 Upton Court, Rochester, NY 14607. </span> <a href="http://www.wesleygardens.com/">http://www.wesleygardens.com/</a></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Don can be reached at 585-734-0876.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-8482912619157564238?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-70987802380910642002009-07-05T08:57:00.003-04:002009-07-05T09:03:33.268-04:00Just a quick odd picture<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SlCjlAg1LBI/AAAAAAAADTY/DKY-QnnKNOA/s1600-h/Misc+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SlCjlAg1LBI/AAAAAAAADTY/DKY-QnnKNOA/s400/Misc+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354959813131709458" border="0" /></a>I thought this looked kind of cool, and I didn't really have much to say or any great new pictures. I've been tied up a few days with my Mom sick in the hospital... trip to emergency room, etc. Looks like she will be OK, but it got a little scarry for a while. She is still there, but should come home when they get her stabilized.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-7098780238091064200?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-7508538442507267612009-07-01T07:19:00.004-04:002009-07-01T07:34:56.757-04:00Sesame Place!<div style="text-align: center;">Maya's love of Sesame Street, and the Sesame Street characters, especially Elmo, is well know in our family, so a trip to <a href="http://www.sesameplace.com/sesame/pa/index.aspx" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sesame Place</span></a> - a theme park devoted to young children and those big furry puppets - was the order of the day last week. Happy Maya results below.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SktGuhdzeHI/AAAAAAAADSg/RttDBHp66wo/s1600-h/%21cid_falalalalalalala1848218711.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SktGuhdzeHI/AAAAAAAADSg/RttDBHp66wo/s400/%21cid_falalalalalalala1848218711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353450347131271282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SktGvBJ23HI/AAAAAAAADSw/IAlYVh3jFmQ/s1600-h/%21cid_falalalalalalala188946833.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SktGvBJ23HI/AAAAAAAADSw/IAlYVh3jFmQ/s400/%21cid_falalalalalalala188946833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353450355637542002" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SktGveSVqEI/AAAAAAAADS4/Eh_wjDJs93U/s1600-h/%21cid_falalalalalalala1169623490.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SktGveSVqEI/AAAAAAAADS4/Eh_wjDJs93U/s400/%21cid_falalalalalalala1169623490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353450363457742914" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SktGuw9dfpI/AAAAAAAADSo/UMbBoaqoENU/s1600-h/%21cid_falalalalalalala116857404.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SktGuw9dfpI/AAAAAAAADSo/UMbBoaqoENU/s400/%21cid_falalalalalalala116857404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353450351290580626" border="0" /></a>I can't believe she will be two in a little over 2 weeks!<br />Thank you to Casey and Deanna for the pictures.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-750853844250726761?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-33388266493703438442009-06-29T07:10:00.003-04:002009-06-29T08:12:07.776-04:00Great weekend with a stressfull end.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkiiUybHT5I/AAAAAAAADSQ/uN5uJNgweQ4/s1600-h/Wyatt+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkiiUybHT5I/AAAAAAAADSQ/uN5uJNgweQ4/s400/Wyatt+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352706635146416018" border="0" /></a>The weekend began on Friday with a visit from Wyatt (above) and Maeve (below). Not a long visit - I took them home Saturday evening, but a great time. Maeve spent Friday evening with her friends from the Wayland Cohocton graduating senior class at Seabreeze Amusement Park. We hung out some with grandma and grandpa, visited Maya whom they hadn't seen since the explosion of talking! Longest time I've heard Maeve quiet in a long time! Maeve practiced parallel parking with cousin Casey. I also learned about <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsGYh8AacgY&feature=PlayList&p=6EHMPoLMcbQ" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Charlie The Unicorn</span></a>! If you are into amazingly silly stuff, click the link and waste a few minutes! It is almost as good as <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HbPDKHXWlLQ" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The Llama Song </span></a> of several years ago.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkiiUlx_fTI/AAAAAAAADSI/XEXGmf8tRTs/s1600-h/Maeve+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkiiUlx_fTI/AAAAAAAADSI/XEXGmf8tRTs/s400/Maeve+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352706631752711474" border="0" /></a>Sunday was devoted to a little local one day Art/Craft show. Pretty much the entire gamut of outdoor craft show experiences. Wonderful folks from the National Council of Jewish Women sponsored the one day event. A more friendly and helpful bunch of folks could not be found! The weather could not have been better for the first few hours, and the crowd was good for a small show, and sales were OK. Around 2:30 the sky began to look a lot less friendly, and within the hour it was raining hard. By around 4 we gave up, and we all began to pack up wet stuff, and fold up wet tents --- that is an especially wet job because at that point you no longer have ANY dry place to be! Very special thanks to our friend Jerry Romanowski and his son who helped us pack up in that downpour! This morning we need to set up the tent and the walls again in the driveway to let them dry out!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkiiUS3V2oI/AAAAAAAADSA/a6y1zKiSjHc/s1600-h/craft+show+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkiiUS3V2oI/AAAAAAAADSA/a6y1zKiSjHc/s400/craft+show+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352706626674875010" border="0" /></a>Cheryl before the storm!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkiiULPY2DI/AAAAAAAADR4/bynWi6XDVpQ/s1600-h/booth+shot+no+sign+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkiiULPY2DI/AAAAAAAADR4/bynWi6XDVpQ/s400/booth+shot+no+sign+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352706624628250674" border="0" /></a>The booth before the storm!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-3338826649370343844?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-67324773362509898932009-06-26T14:10:00.000-04:002009-06-26T14:10:01.927-04:00A Grape Plume Moth on the back of our van.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkQxcUTFz4I/AAAAAAAADRU/alEKibBnkjA/s1600-h/Rhinebeck+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkQxcUTFz4I/AAAAAAAADRU/alEKibBnkjA/s400/Rhinebeck+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351456619777871746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Click for a larger view</span>.</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" > An amazingly beautiful Grape Plume Moth we found just resting a bit on the back door of our van last weekend. The caterpillar stage eats grape leaves, but according to an agricultural web site --- "</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;" >Plume moth larvae rarely occur in large enough numbers in commercial vineyards to justify control measures."</span><span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" > Picture</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;"> of the larval stage below -- borrowed from The Ohio State Entomology Department page titled </span><a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.oardc.ohio-state.edu/grapeipm/index.htm" target="_blank">"Insect and Mite Pests of Grapes in Ohio and the Midwest"</a></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">. </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkQz9fHHv9I/AAAAAAAADRc/TbDrFC6ehxY/s1600-h/plume+moth+caterpillar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkQz9fHHv9I/AAAAAAAADRc/TbDrFC6ehxY/s400/plume+moth+caterpillar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351459388639395794" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-6732477336250989893?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-4073747990804399032009-06-25T07:27:00.008-04:002009-06-25T08:12:59.574-04:00We could have been home sooner!<div style="text-align: center;">Coming home on Route 28 through the Catskills and central New York, and then connecting to Route 20 across the state to home took about 3.5 hours longer than getting on the Thruway. But we would have missed these moments along Tremper Mountain Trail, just off Old Route 28 near Phoenicia, NY. This little stream feeds Esopus Creek that winds along Route 28 on it's way to the Hudson River.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkNg37TDCrI/AAAAAAAADQU/lrbm12JXxXs/s1600-h/Rhinebeck+052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkNg37TDCrI/AAAAAAAADQU/lrbm12JXxXs/s400/Rhinebeck+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351227296172935858" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkNg3iptvVI/AAAAAAAADQM/0hoaKve9Jfw/s1600-h/Rhinebeck+054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkNg3iptvVI/AAAAAAAADQM/0hoaKve9Jfw/s400/Rhinebeck+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351227289557122386" border="0" /></a>You miss so much traveling on those big highways that offer panoramic views, but little detail! As always, click the pics for even more detail..... there were 4 creeks coming down the mountainside along the trail within about 50 yards. How does each drop of rain know which creek to head for when it lands in this magnificent place?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkNg3YicBaI/AAAAAAAADQE/ez7xqnkw5Os/s1600-h/Rhinebeck+063.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkNg3YicBaI/AAAAAAAADQE/ez7xqnkw5Os/s400/Rhinebeck+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351227286842246562" border="0" /></a>And on the Thruway, lunch would have been chicken nuggets and a milk shake at the arches. Instead, it was the folks at The Delhi Diner, Main St., Delhi, NY, who gave us a break and some lunch along the way! The place was crowded, the food was OK, and the bathroom was up old wooden stairs on the second floor..... somehow much more satisfying than another thruway stop with the standard automatic faucets, the standard line at McDonalds, and the standard decor that makes you not sure if you are in Syracuse, Auburn, Albany, ?????<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkNhkGS3UcI/AAAAAAAADQc/PH35F1B6qGg/s1600-h/Rhinebeck+070.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkNhkGS3UcI/AAAAAAAADQc/PH35F1B6qGg/s400/Rhinebeck+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351228055039201730" border="0" /></a>Thanks to the Catskills for a few extra hours well spent!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-407374799080439903?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-76768406319472603722009-06-24T07:26:00.005-04:002009-06-24T07:53:28.321-04:00Another one for Salena<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkIOZFl_y3I/AAAAAAAADOY/1jeSaEuG13A/s1600-h/Rhinebeck+036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkIOZFl_y3I/AAAAAAAADOY/1jeSaEuG13A/s400/Rhinebeck+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350855131430636402" border="0" /></a>I love diners, and even more when they are this cool, have good diner food, and are located about 100 yards from the hotel we are staying at. We ate too much and got stomach misery, but it was worth it. I mention <a href="http://bellavenere.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Salena</span></a> in the title, because she loves food, and hangs out with a guy named Ed, and is my favorite blogger besides myself of course!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkIOYy5VG3I/AAAAAAAADOQ/DyRa8wUHyz8/s1600-h/Rhinebeck+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkIOYy5VG3I/AAAAAAAADOQ/DyRa8wUHyz8/s400/Rhinebeck+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350855126411451250" border="0" /></a>Located in Hyde Park, NY near the Roosevelt home (note Franklin on the left in the mural above), The <a href="http://www.theevereadydiner.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eveready</span></a> is classic diner in every sense of the word with the possible exception of size! Check it out if you are going down Route 9, or even take a detour off The Thruway! You miss so much traveling on those big highways that offer panoramic views, but little detail!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkIOYlLInhI/AAAAAAAADOI/REbodojhzH8/s1600-h/Rhinebeck+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SkIOYlLInhI/AAAAAAAADOI/REbodojhzH8/s400/Rhinebeck+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350855122728033810" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-7676840631947260372?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-77355380765175184622009-06-23T02:00:00.000-04:002009-06-23T02:00:18.594-04:00Remember those "Hens and Chicks"<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjraSwcNNlI/AAAAAAAADL0/44YRa5XZQ3k/s1600-h/Neighbor%27s+flowers+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjraSwcNNlI/AAAAAAAADL0/44YRa5XZQ3k/s400/Neighbor%27s+flowers+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348827523231594066" border="0" /></a>A month later, those <a href="http://louisesdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/05/nature-in-neighbors-yard.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hens and Chicks</span></a> in the neighbor's yard have blossomed beautifully!<br /><br />I thought they were just spreading, but not!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjraSl91V4I/AAAAAAAADLs/CJ4T-QsdB1Q/s1600-h/Neighbor%27s+flowers+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjraSl91V4I/AAAAAAAADLs/CJ4T-QsdB1Q/s400/Neighbor%27s+flowers+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348827520419846018" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-7735538076517518462?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-20368197486716638342009-06-22T02:00:00.000-04:002009-06-22T02:00:22.749-04:00Just a few of my favorite things!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sjmkn1iKT8I/AAAAAAAADLc/0jKz6Jycovg/s1600-h/Balancing+ladies+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sjmkn1iKT8I/AAAAAAAADLc/0jKz6Jycovg/s400/Balancing+ladies+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348487036771389378" border="0" /></a>A nice view of my work table the other day!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-2036819748671663834?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-25199170755579326592009-06-21T02:00:00.000-04:002009-06-21T02:00:05.695-04:00Thistles!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjmjUR9QJmI/AAAAAAAADLU/7axTwZciy-o/s1600-h/Thistle+09+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjmjUR9QJmI/AAAAAAAADLU/7axTwZciy-o/s400/Thistle+09+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348485601292199522" border="0" /></a>Last year I did quite a few entries about our thistles! Here is this year's contribution. I still think they are beautiful, but I think I'll amputate the flower heads before they go to seed this year? Both are great images to click on for a bigger view.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjmjUFK3bgI/AAAAAAAADLM/sbdn3ohqNt0/s1600-h/Thistle+09+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjmjUFK3bgI/AAAAAAAADLM/sbdn3ohqNt0/s400/Thistle+09+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348485597859638786" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-2519917075557932659?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-22644891100250786462009-06-20T05:00:00.000-04:002009-06-20T05:00:20.345-04:00New Custom Balancing Act<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjmiaxUtGnI/AAAAAAAADLE/zLJHohq3Xcw/s1600-h/Lg+Langston+Hughes+quote+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjmiaxUtGnI/AAAAAAAADLE/zLJHohq3Xcw/s400/Lg+Langston+Hughes+quote+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348484613279652466" border="0" /></a>This is one of our new larger version Balancing Act pieces. This one is custom -- We added wings, and a quote from Langston Hughes. I love it!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-2264489110025078646?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-83049388099964210662009-06-19T02:00:00.001-04:002009-06-19T02:00:40.280-04:00It's a BOY!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjrBISWTehI/AAAAAAAADLk/7C1BKoKAqzA/s1600-h/boyltrasound3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjrBISWTehI/AAAAAAAADLk/7C1BKoKAqzA/s400/boyltrasound3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348799855564388882" border="0" /></a>Hey! Did you expect I wouldn't include the first picture of the new grandson!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-8304938809996421066?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-32823168625367405492009-06-18T02:00:00.003-04:002009-06-18T02:00:05.452-04:00If you're squeamish, come back in a couple of days, or quickly slide down the page to see my top show pictures!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjmUwKkTytI/AAAAAAAADK8/FS0CSLTx1_o/s1600-h/St_Jude_Medical_pacemaker_in_hand.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjmUwKkTytI/AAAAAAAADK8/FS0CSLTx1_o/s400/St_Jude_Medical_pacemaker_in_hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348469587670452946" border="0" /></a>First of all, how weird is that thing in the picture when you figure it goes inside your chest and heart!<br /><br />Second, how weird is it that I need one? And how weird is it that I've needed one since I was around 10 years old? Why, you might ask, are you getting one now at age 63 if you've done fine for 53 years without one? Well, passing out (syncope) wasn't too bad when I was a kid, and even into my early 20's and 30's, but over time, I've found these syncope spells harder to recover from. After my first "spell", I was back outside playing in about 15 minutes! My most recent bout had me miserable for a couple of weeks, especially when layered on top of the kidney stone symptoms! After years of trying to figure out why I would just feel weird for a while, followed by "fainting", I recently had a heart monitor attached for 24 hours during that kidney stone deal! It turns out my heart just stops beating for a few seconds once in a while. Stopping for a few seconds creates the above mentioned "weird" feeling - quite unpleasant actually. Stopping a bit longer makes me feel like I'm dying - the whole world slowly goes black, and so far I wake up a little while later feeling like something big just hit me --- like the floor? I usually sit there or lie there sort of cursing the bad feeling, and reminding myself that up until now I've always woken up afterwards!<br /><br />Why haven't any of my doctors figured this out before now? First, there are <span style="font-weight: bold;">no</span> symptoms when it isn't happening. And, until recently, I never had a doctor around when this was happening. Actually, not quite true! My heart stops for a while when I have a colonoscopy, but they just panic, inject something, and I wake up and go on. I only learned of this during a recent colonoscopy when I overheard the doctor telling the nurse to prepare the injection in advance this time ..... "this guy has syncope". Anyway, with the 24 hour heart monitor on during my kidney stone incident, the doctors now know what happens, and the "cure" is a pacemaker. It will constantly check to make sure my heart is beating on schedule, and if the schedule changes, the pacemaker will send out the necessary signals until my own system starts up again. Kind of reassuring!<br /><br />Still weird! But the next time this happens, I won't even know it.<br /><br />Another constant reminder of the fragility of life. I now have three conditions that even if "cured" I have to be constantly monitored, and thus constantly reminded, for the rest of my natural days! Regular visits to the oncology folks, with PSA checks to see if the cancer is back ..... regular blood tests to see how my thryoid condition is doing (maybe I can get them coordinated and have them use the same blood sample each time??? - seems like that would help a bit with the nation's health care costs?) .... and soon - monthly checks of the pacemaker - is it still working right, how's the battery charge, are the wires into the heart still in good shape, etc. And every few years, a bit of surgery to replace the batteries! They tell me that in a few years, they will be rechargeable without cutting me open!<br /><br />And if one more person tells me how common pacemakers are these days, and how safe they are these days, etc..... I'll scream! And, don't send me any messages about cell phones, i-pods, airport screening, those machines that whine if you walk out of the store with stolen stuff, etc. Microwaves are not a problem anymore, but I will have to give up my weekend job as a lineman for the electric company!<br /><br />Oh --- final note ---- the surgeon won't replace my hip until I get the pacemaker<span style="font-weight: bold;"> ;-)</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-3282316862536740549?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-88769215731596152652009-06-17T10:05:00.001-04:002009-06-17T13:18:36.941-04:00My Spinning Top Show!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdrDIU0zI/AAAAAAAADI0/zh2GhQsBfG4/s1600-h/Caledonia+Top+show+024.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: center;">I got to do my spinning top show again on Tuesday, and as always, I asked the teacher to take some pictures. Instead of the usual 2 or 3, I got a whole bunch - most of them quite good, so here are a few, and you can go to my Picassa page to see more - link below! I love doing this, so if you know of any groups of kids of any age or height, check with me about doing my top show! I have a ball, the kids - I repeat - of any age, have a lot of fun too, and they learn some great stuff without any effort!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdrDIU0zI/AAAAAAAADI0/zh2GhQsBfG4/s1600-h/Caledonia+Top+show+024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdrDIU0zI/AAAAAAAADI0/zh2GhQsBfG4/s400/Caledonia+Top+show+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348127551658447666" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdqgaG4DI/AAAAAAAADIs/GxnJ1ItvZL4/s1600-h/Caledonia+Top+show+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdqgaG4DI/AAAAAAAADIs/GxnJ1ItvZL4/s400/Caledonia+Top+show+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348127542337790002" border="0" /></a>Above - me trying (unsuccessfully) to stack one spinning top on top of another??<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdquY1IWI/AAAAAAAADIk/cpVxKN3sdBk/s1600-h/Caledonia+Top+show+049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdquY1IWI/AAAAAAAADIk/cpVxKN3sdBk/s400/Caledonia+Top+show+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348127546090529122" border="0" /></a>Above - my special "calm the kids down" trick. Most of my tops require snapping the fingers, pulling a string hard, throwing the top, or some other energetic method of getting the top spinning. This one just glides off the end of the twisted string very gently and silently!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdqfoynPI/AAAAAAAADIc/tsnQAUeEfew/s1600-h/Caledonia+Top+show+068.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjhdqfoynPI/AAAAAAAADIc/tsnQAUeEfew/s400/Caledonia+Top+show+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348127542130941170" border="0" /></a>Above - spinning a large Japanese style top in the palm of my hand!<br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/olneydon/SpinningTopShowCaledoniaNY">Picassa collection for more top show pictures.</a><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-8876921573159615265?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-49301862259527669662009-06-16T09:36:00.005-04:002009-06-16T22:38:24.441-04:00Epiphyllum - Orchid Cactus<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sjegeb4QMLI/AAAAAAAADH4/zYN4PZ9oxYw/s1600-h/NITBY+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sjegeb4QMLI/AAAAAAAADH4/zYN4PZ9oxYw/s400/NITBY+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347919527265972402" border="0" /></a>I've had this plant for at least 35 years. It was given to me by my friends <a href="http://louisesdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-friends.html">Ginny and Chris Gartlein</a> in Ithaca, NY. It blossomed the year after I got it, and then did not blossom for many years, but ugly as it was, the memory of that one wonderful blossom made me keep it - that and the fact that I just can't get rid of anything, much less a living thing! Over the past 10 years or so, I've gotten 1 or 2 blossoms maybe every other year. Last year I got 2 blossoms from the original plant, and a couple from the one shown here. This one was grown from cuttings off the original. This year, the original one has put out 4 blossoms - a personal record. This one, hanging in the lilac bush at home, has a total of 10 buds and blossoms! Click on the image above and you can see all 10!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sjegd5LXUmI/AAAAAAAADHw/kIKegy0xkqg/s1600-h/NITBY+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sjegd5LXUmI/AAAAAAAADHw/kIKegy0xkqg/s400/NITBY+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347919517950890594" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-4930186225952766966?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-53040612964529745692009-06-15T07:48:00.004-04:002009-06-15T07:58:56.212-04:00A rose by any other name<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjY1YK3smaI/AAAAAAAADFI/nt-8HJPKhEg/s1600-h/Sideyard+rose+046.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjY1YK3smaI/AAAAAAAADFI/nt-8HJPKhEg/s400/Sideyard+rose+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347520296900139426" border="0" /></a>Oddly, after a couple of off years, the various roses in our yard have staged a comeback.<br /><br />A good image to click for a larger view.<br /><br />and in another note, on my bike ride last night, I discovered that a favorite piece of graffiti has been painted over by our ever vigilant graffiti patrol. <a href="http://louisesdaughter.blogspot.com/2009/05/graffiti.html">My blog may be the only record of the existence of this cool art work.</a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-5304061296452974569?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-42989255874934773182009-06-13T08:26:00.005-04:002009-06-13T09:14:17.262-04:00Genealogy trip to Naples, NY 6_11_09<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjOcMuXvl_I/AAAAAAAADDU/122uN1uVxCQ/s1600-h/Naples+Olney+trip+6_11_09+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjOcMuXvl_I/AAAAAAAADDU/122uN1uVxCQ/s400/Naples+Olney+trip+6_11_09+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346788925038893042" border="0" /></a>On Thursday, I went to Naples, NY to meet a couple of my cousins. Dave Olney, and his father Lou Olney. They were interested in seeing all the places in <a href="http://henrycolney1886.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Henry C. Olney's 1886 diary</span></a>. Dave recorded the GPS coordinates of everything from the location of their farm, to the location of their grave! We went to Evergreen Farm, checked out the pond where they harvested ice, and visited the locations of various relatives farms. The picture above was taken approximately where the house was.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Dave and I are both great great grandsons of Henry and Sarah. Lou is of course a great grandson. I'm descended from their son Bart. Dave and Lou are descendants of oldest son Omar. I was very pleased to add information about Omar to my brain! I got to see his farm .... he married Hattie Warren not long after the diary entries! We also visited Omar and Hattie's graves!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/olneydon/GenealogyTripToNaplesNY6_11_09" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">More pictures from the trip can be seen here.</span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjOcM12BueI/AAAAAAAADDc/DNOdv4iDkBA/s1600-h/Naples+Olney+trip+6_11_09+001+detail.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjOcM12BueI/AAAAAAAADDc/DNOdv4iDkBA/s400/Naples+Olney+trip+6_11_09+001+detail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346788927044958690" border="0" /></a>From left to right - Dave, Lou, and Don Olney.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-4298925587493477318?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-52567924769278751512009-06-10T21:53:00.005-04:002009-06-10T22:14:51.334-04:00Maya Wednesday! - Accomplishments!<div style="text-align: center;">And, with about 16 years to graduation!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjBkEzNulgI/AAAAAAAAC-8/l4SzfoCh9O8/s1600-h/Maya+Wed+6_10_09+043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjBkEzNulgI/AAAAAAAAC-8/l4SzfoCh9O8/s400/Maya+Wed+6_10_09+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345882791318820354" border="0" /></a>Maya is quite the athlete! Swinging from the bar over the top of the slide is a favorite activity at the playground. Click the picture below for a great image of our beautiful granddaughter!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjBkFFOa28I/AAAAAAAAC_E/HQxJNrCfSAk/s1600-h/Maya+Wed+6_10_09+043+detail.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SjBkFFOa28I/AAAAAAAAC_E/HQxJNrCfSAk/s400/Maya+Wed+6_10_09+043+detail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345882796153560002" border="0" /></a>Below - a video of Maya climbing up a playground ladder - turn up the sound --- she offers play by play commentary ---- Do it, made it, did it, back down, up, etc. with a triumphant "Made it" at the end!<br /></div><br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-241e6cd5308a7d0d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb-bIAq7HGhDbUTHeJ1AM7RI9oScXdVtZS_l3KXl-LVHGUbjSmBM1otDncu4uFTmoycLhI2TQXSp-xm1UeVGyn5PHAom1RcFn_uWBnSeCoCXjFkE8aIXtFH2Xzjg9FO8VTVi5Tyqc5g1_GB-M6oEQTY6ONNZKi4a2NZQfnJtqztZipEBpekZFOdYhfWP-QUk0ZQKPSBfBvmqXV-5_mMBHmaN%26sigh%3DG8I-8Ri1QqYREs6ggCcDAe5twJU%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&nogvlm=1&thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D241e6cd5308a7d0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D3R2il7BYLfniWRA-Op9K7TGacLo&messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb-bIAq7HGhDbUTHeJ1AM7RI9oScXdVtZS_l3KXl-LVHGUbjSmBM1otDncu4uFTmoycLhI2TQXSp-xm1UeVGyn5PHAom1RcFn_uWBnSeCoCXjFkE8aIXtFH2Xzjg9FO8VTVi5Tyqc5g1_GB-M6oEQTY6ONNZKi4a2NZQfnJtqztZipEBpekZFOdYhfWP-QUk0ZQKPSBfBvmqXV-5_mMBHmaN%26sigh%3DG8I-8Ri1QqYREs6ggCcDAe5twJU%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&nogvlm=1&thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D241e6cd5308a7d0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D3R2il7BYLfniWRA-Op9K7TGacLo&messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-5256792476927875151?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-80925138979843141482009-06-09T19:23:00.004-04:002009-06-09T19:49:18.559-04:00Maeve Graduates!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Si7w3uF-hqI/AAAAAAAAC-I/DMpnPYFHU30/s1600-h/Mave+grad+trip+075.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Si7w3uF-hqI/AAAAAAAAC-I/DMpnPYFHU30/s400/Mave+grad+trip+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345474647791928994" border="0" /></a>On Sunday, Maeve Elisabeth Olney - my neice - graduated from <a href="http://www.exeter.edu/" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Phillips Exeter Academy</span></a>! She was part of the 228th graduating class from this esteemed institution! Close-up below.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Si7w3xz1_qI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/1EWBry6ukr8/s1600-h/Mave+grad+trip+075+detail.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Si7w3xz1_qI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/1EWBry6ukr8/s400/Mave+grad+trip+075+detail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345474648789614242" border="0" /></a>What more can I say?<br />We love you Maeve!<br />And as always click the picture for a bigger view! <br />I can't believe this shot came out this great! We could not get very close, so I was zoomed in to the extreme. Also, I was kneeling on the ground, checking the list of names in the program to see when to expect Maeve's name, when I heard them announce "Maeve Elisabeth Olney". I jumped up - snapped a couple of quick shots, and got the picture above! Not perfect if you are a severe critic, but as an uncle, I'm most pleased!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-8092513897984314148?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-52294970289414506272009-06-08T02:00:00.001-04:002009-06-08T02:00:03.648-04:00Bike Ride<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SipCezy01qI/AAAAAAAAC94/jJlA4eBezvA/s1600-h/Canalride+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SipCezy01qI/AAAAAAAAC94/jJlA4eBezvA/s400/Canalride+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344157004895409826" border="0" /></a>The above picture is just to share a little bit of why I love to ride my bike. With that view ahead, how can you go wrong? Below is my favorite destination point --- a good long ride, with a very nice place to rest, and this year somebody has planted some flowers! A big thank you to whoever put in the effort to add some more beauty! This was an 18.5 mile ride!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SipCfnz437I/AAAAAAAAC-A/TybLDADbfH4/s1600-h/Canalride+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/SipCfnz437I/AAAAAAAAC-A/TybLDADbfH4/s400/Canalride+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344157018858512306" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-5229497028941450627?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-13692910849880053632009-06-06T21:33:00.000-04:002009-06-06T21:33:00.856-04:00Weevil on a peony<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sih4OrDrELI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/LXUjuyaGmdk/s1600-h/Weevil+on+a+peony+014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sih4OrDrELI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/LXUjuyaGmdk/s400/Weevil+on+a+peony+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343653151346725042" border="0" /></a>Kind of looks like something from a science fiction movie? <br />It is actually a tiny weevil on one of our peonies!<br />Evidently black vine weevils like to eat peonies, along with strawberry plants, begonia, lilacs, etc. I hope we don't have a major problem here, but in the meantime these little guys are sort of cute? Click on the picture for a closer view.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-1369291084988005363?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38620858.post-67122805750663335542009-06-04T21:28:00.005-04:002009-06-04T22:15:14.150-04:00Unfolding Poppy<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sih1EdUPS-I/AAAAAAAAC9I/KjkCW_nzzlk/s1600-h/poppy+unfolding+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJIqO7RkSbU/Sih1EdUPS-I/AAAAAAAAC9I/KjkCW_nzzlk/s400/poppy+unfolding+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343649677324536802" border="0" /></a>When we left there were two poppies out. On our return another one had just opened, but hadn't quite worked out the wrinkles yet! Click image to enlarge.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38620858-6712280575066333554?l=louisesdaughter.blogspot.com'/></div>Louise's Son-in-lawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03538129571941391547don@louisesdaughter.com1