So far, 2017 has started off warm and humid. That’s about to change tomorrow. It’s windy this morning and I’m seeing, and hearing, more of the winter birds around the area you see in the photo.
Today will also be the last full day of a full house. My wife will return to work and the grandkids will return to school tomorrow. Today will also see the last of the Christmas decorations packed away for another year. Tomorrow the house will return to it’s close to normal self.
Looking around this yard, it appears very close to full winter… at least as far as the trees are concerned. There are just a few still holding onto the leaves they have to drop. The grass is still unseasonably green though. And the wisteria is strangely still mostly leaved. But all in all, this view is still predominated by the evergreens that surround me. And it’s this evergreen view that surrounds me that always surprises me when I venture out away from home and see the leaflets gray-brown look that predominates the rest of this part of the state.
Form the thunder rumbling in, I guess the weather is about to get interesting. I better finish this cup of coffee before I get run in the house.
I was reading through my emails and Google Reader feeds today when I came across Jim Casada’s December Newsletter. As I was reading his list of childhood Christmas Memories I found myself nodding on more than one occasion as my own memories mached up with Jim’s.
Here are a few that I particularly liked…
The Christmas Day feast at the home of my grandparents. It was a meal rivaled only by the spread at Thanksgiving.
Grandpa Joe “sassering” a cup of Russian tea and smacking his lips as he drank liquid hot enough to scorch most lips.
The concluding words of every blessing I ever heard Grandpa deliver as we were preparing to eat: “You’uns see what’s before you. Eat hearty.”
I think it was the”sassering” that really hit a nerve though. I learned to drink coffee with my Grandma and Grandpa Sewell. And it was the saucering and blowing across the almost boiling coffee that still brings them back into the fore of my memories. Instant Folgers stirred into water so hot it foamed as it swirled around the cup…poured from the cup into the saucer before being cooled by blowing across the pool until you could sip it from the side of the saucer. Then repeat… Over and over until the cup was empty.
Twice a day every day. The ritual didn’t change other than the addition of whoever might be around at 10 and 2. Sometimes, the addition of cookies or cake would take the ritual to another level. But most days it was just coffee…”Sassered” and blowed.
Last year we started a new tradition around the Coffee Muses homestead when I had the photo at the top of the page printed and framed to remind us of the Christmas Miracle that happened in 2004 when we had the only Christmas eve and Christmas Snow ever recorded in this area. Now, every December as we decorate for Christmas the picture is moved over the mantle at the fireplace… Both as a reminder and a wish…
OSAWATOMIE, Kan. — President Obama came to this tiny middle American town Tuesday to invoke the spirit of a long-ago Republican president in a speech that laid out, in his sharpest language yet, the economic and social arguments he will probably use against Republicans in 2012.(1)
Osawatomie, Kansas…It’s a small town now. On January 7, 1907 when my Grandpa Sewell was born there it was just a bit smaller. But, when 30,000 people were in town for the dedication of the John Brown Memorial Park to hear President Theodore Roosevelt give his speech on August 10,1910, Grandpa was already living in far south Texas.
I know of Osawatomie from the biography about my Great-Aunt Helen(2) that was published many years ago. Grandpa, you see, was much too young to remember anything about the town. He was barely past his first birthday when the family rode the train south to Hebbronville in Starr County on the Texas Mexican border.
So, you can imagine my surprise as I was driving yesterday to here the name rolling off the tongue of the news announcer. Reading a little history today, I see that the town wasn’t all that happy with the last Presidential appearance they had. I can only imagine their reaction to yesterdays speech.
The number of people moving through the house this past week has higher than at any other time since we began. Stone work, texture, cabinets, trim carpenters, painters, electricians, plumbers, counter-top measurement techs, storage building delivery…It’s been almost nonstop. We finished it off with a birthday party on Saturday afternoon…Whew.