Not much travelling going on at the moment, but it’s good to look back on happy times.
Here’s my Mom-in-law eight years ago, when she was only ninety-nine. On our walk around Winkworth Arboretum in Surrey, we sat down for a rest on this beautifully chainsaw-carved owl bench.
Last year, whilst in Key West, we visited the Butterfly Conservatory, where there was of course, a butterfly bench. I think it was designed for decoration rather than comfort.
Not far away, was Ernest Hemingway’s house and museum. He was a great cat lover and everywhere we looked there were cats lazing around, most of them polydactyl, which means that they have six or more toes on each paw.
Yesterday, my darling Mom-in-law Kathleen celebrated her 107th birthday with her friends and the wonderful staff at the care home in England where she resides.
Since she turned 105, she now qualifies for a congratulations card from Queen Elizabeth every year.
As the care home is in strict lock down during this pandemic, no visitors are allowed, not even family. We did however call her on FaceTime and she chatted to her grandchildren and great grandchildren too. She had a wonderful tea party with a gorgeous birthday cake.
The sides were decorated with sugar- icing broccoli and carrots because when she is asked “What is the secret of your longevity?” she now replies, “I eat broccoli and carrots every day with my dinner.”
I can remember a few years ago that her answer used to be “Chocolate and red wine.”
What an inspiration she is to us all. She is always happy and positive when we call and understands why she can’t have family visits. I think she really misses her Scrabble games with a couple of friends who used to come every Friday afternoon, but she keeps herself entertained with her favourite TV programmes and loves taking part in the chair aerobics that the staff organise for the residents. I hope she continues in good health and that next year when this pesky Covid-19 is over, we’ll be able to visit her again.
Is the coconut a fruit, a nut or a seed? Well, it’s actually classified by botanists as a Drupe which is a fleshy fruit containing a single nut or seed, so I guess it must be all three.
This very different photo of coconuts was taken on our morning walk around the neighbourhood here in Florida. It was garden trash day and these coconuts were on the sidewalk waiting for a ride to the dump. Such an ignominious end.
Coconuts always bring to mind funfairs visited as a child. The ‘Coconut Shy’ was a stall with a row of coconuts set upon wooden stands. You paid your three-pence and got three balls to aim at and try to dislodge them. If successful the coconuts were yours to take home. It wasn’t as easy as it looked, but I do remember that we occasionally did manage to get the prize. Once home again, my dad had to drill a hole in the end of the coconut to drain the milk into a jug, and then hit the thing with a hammer to break it. Not the most convenient fruit to get into, but it was lots of fun and delicious too.
Wishing you all a happy Sunday. It seems that hurricane ‘Isaias’ has passed us by with only a few hours of rain and wind to show for itself, for which I’m very grateful.
Debbie’s ‘One Word Sunday – Nosy’ Challenge’ reminded me of this fella who, having climbed into the hibiscus bush outside my bathroom window was peering intently at me as I emerged from the shower. Luckily, I had my camera to hand to record the evidence of this nosy Iguana-shaped ‘peeping Tom’.
Yesterday we were driving merrily along behind another car, when it suddenly came to an abrupt halt, seemingly for no reason. We waited a few seconds before seeing why. A gaggle of Egyptian geese having decided that the grass was greener on the other side, bravely waddled out into the road, obviously having faith that they’d be seen and given safe passage. It was their lucky day.
American film director Abraham Polonsky once said, “If you don’t get killed, it’s a lucky day for anybody.” I guess that’s one positive way of looking at life.