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Why go to Church

Thought for a Sunday

People-watching statisticians are telling us that more people are choosing to do other things on Sunday morning besides go to church. There are lots of choices from a trip to the beach to the ever-expanding Sunday sports schedule. But even among those who still prioritize a worship experience on the weekend, many are choosing online options for worship. Recently I attended a local church that listed the attendance for the previous week both in-person and online. Online attendance was a full third of in-person attendance. Of course, the availability of online worship is a huge help to many who could not otherwise attend for a variety of reasons. Yet I found when I was on vacation myself that tuning in could also be a choice of ease rather than necessity. Hmm.

All this requires us to ask ourselves again why we attend service at church in the first place. This morning before church, I was reading in the book of Haggai, a short Old Testament book recording the words of a prophet who spoke to people who were trying to get along without rebuilding their Jewish Temple. The folks in his audience had returned to Israel from exile and were building their own houses with great success (Haggai 1:4). Yet they had put forth no effort to rebuild the house of God. However, rebuilding the temple was the very reason they had been allowed to return from exile (2 Chron. 36:23). During his conversation, Haggai gives us some great reasons to worship God in-person at the local house of God whenever we can. The verse that instructed me was this one.

Go up into the mountains and bring down timber and build my house, so that I may take pleasure in it and be honored,” says the Lord.

Haggai 1:8

I was reminded that we are always thinking from our perspective, how we like it, how the service impresses us. But God takes pleasure in his house and by implication in the worship that happens there. God reminded the people that one purpose for them being in the temple was to honor Him. I remember a friend in Kirkville who was playing golf one Sunday morning. He later testified at church that it was as if God spoke to him saying that God would be honored best by my friend’s presence in worship at church. From then on he determined to be at church on Sunday morning to honor God. It’s not about our pleasure in the singing though we do enjoy it. It’s not primarily about us feeling inspired though we do. Rather, it is about giving honor to God by our presence and participation in worship.

That is a perspective we need to meditate upon and take to heart!

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We are retiring again!

Here is the text of the post I wrote for our church blog.

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News about our house

JoAnne has written a great blog post with the story of our purchase of the West Granby parsonage.

I invite you to read it.

https://inspiredbyhope.us/?p=8646

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Country Touches Journal

Spider Daylilies Capture My Fancy

New spider daylilies bloom

Daylilies, daylilies, daylilies. What a great season. It is almost over now. Watering was certainly necessary this year to keep the blooms coming. But with a little care, I enjoyed some delightful surprises in my daylily collection. We even held a daylily garden open house one hot July Sunday afternoon. A recent focus has been expanding my collection of spider daylilies. They have always been among my favorites. So this article concentrates on them. A spider daylily is any daylily with a flower petal at least four times as long as it is wide.

The last few years I have been adding seed-grown daylilies to my garden. So now I am getting a collection of new spider daylilies. A few are volunteers, that is, they came up in the garden from seeds naturally scattered. I just recognized and cared for them. Others are from seedpods I deliberately gathered in the fall and then planted inside in the winter. I then transplant the seedlings into pots for a year before putting them into the garden. It usually takes a second year for the young plants to start blooming. This past year I also bought some seed-grown daylilies from Roger Adams. In contrast to me, Roger frequently knows the parentage. Here are a few of the new seed-grown spider daylilies.

But of course, daylily lovers like myself are never quite satisfied with their collection and are always seeking out new looks. I was looking to add lavender colors and big blooms. Here are a couple stars that I found this year.

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Uncovering History in my Garden

Hitching post Daylilies
Roadsides orange and Jeanette’s Tall Yellow by a hitching post

Hitching Posts

At our home in the historic section of West Granby, CT, the old granite hitching posts standing in the rail fence line are immediately obvious.  The remaining granite sentinels with their broken rusty metal loop tie hooks remind me of the mid nineteenth century mill origins of this part of West Granby.  I love the look of an old hitching post with yellow and orange daylilies blooming alongside.  Not so obvious are the granite pieces of former hitching posts that previous gardeners had used for borders along the nearby wall.  I found them buried under the grass when I planted my first daylilies.  I also noted that more such granite pieces had been used to form garden tiers in an area that is now young woodland with nativized daylilies.  Apparently succeeding residents did not tend that area and let the saplings grow in the enlarging shade of the sycamore tree.  

Rusty metal hoop
Was it a border for annuals or a leftover barrel stave?

Rusty Metal Hoop

This spring I was again reminded of the long history of this spot by a rusty metal item that came to the surface as I was planting perennials.  I am seeking to diversify my daylily garden with an emphasis on natives.  I found a spot in the middle of the front of the fence row and started digging for my new meadowrue.  My shovel hit something hard about three inches down and it wasn’t a stone.  I kept digging and unearthed an old metal hoop.   Was it a rusty metal rim from an old wooden wagon tire?  Or was it a barrel stave left over from a long-departed flower barrel?  Had a gardener long before me had used it as an edge for a bed of annuals, but the grasses had overtaken it and it was forgotten?   Whichever, I felt justified in choosing that spot as I knew in the garden history of this land, some previous gardener had also found it a good choice.   

Nineteenth century cut nail
Nineteenth century cut nail found about four inches deep

Cut nail from early settlers

Then just a week ago I found a late perennial sale.  Among my purchases was a decorative onion which I hoped would help deter voles.  With my sturdy trowel, I dug a hole near a plant which they had almost destroyed this past winter.  It was also near the cellar entrance.   I soon ran into metal pieces, which turned out to be a collection of nails.  Most were ordinary, but one which was a little deeper in the soil was a cut-nail.   According to websites I’ve visited, this nail likely is mid-nineteenth century vintage. Is it somehow from the original house, the one reflected on the civil war era map for this lot?  (See my house history posts for discussion of why this current home is likely the third house on this site.)  Or is it just a fallen nail from someone splitting fire-kindling they had trucked in to feed the stove which was inside the cellar door in the second house. Either way, I had unearthed another connection with the history of our home.  

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Rose Arbor Delights

Climbing roses reward hard work

Rose arbors have a history in our family.  My maternal grandmother had a rose arbor.  Here’s a picture of my Grandfather and Grandmother, Samuel and Jessie Isaman in front of their home rose arbor.  The arbor was still there when I was a child but the roses were no longer thriving as they are in this picture.   

There was also a rose arbor at my wife’s maternal grandparent’s house, Clifford and Mildred Wilcox. I often visited there to date their lovely granddaughter, JoAnne. And each time, I entered through the rose arbor gate.

JoAnne always wanted a rose arbor at our home and I did too. But in our first two parishes, there just wasn’t a good place for one. But when we moved to Copper Hill/West Granby parsonage, there was an old broken down gate to a fenced-in area. (It had been a dog run.) The gate and fence were overgrown with poison ivy. But the gate was clearly visible from the dining room window. I saw my chance. I sprayed the ivy and dug out the remaining roots (I’m still digging.) I tore out the old gate and saved the hinges. I turned the fenced area into a garden spot and rebuilt the fence. (We ate strawberries from the garden this week.) Even before I started replacing the gate, I planted the first climbing roses. Then I started building parts for the arbor in the garage. Eventually, I finished the construction. It took at least a year as I did not have much time to work on it. By then, I had roses to tie on it already. The following year I painted it white. After all, both my Grandmother’s arbor and JoAnne’s grandparent’s arbor were white.

To maintain our rose arbor, I fertilize each bush each year and remove the weeds. In the spring I remove the dead material. As the bushes age, there is more of that. I tie the climbing canes to the arbor so they don’t tip over. In the most recent picture, there are a couple canes that have come lose and need to be retied. If the weather is unusually dry, I water them. At first, the red rose (Blaze) dominated as in the featured picture from 2020. But now the pink one is taking over (lower picture set from 2022). The first couple years, I mulched the base of each bush for winter. But that seems unnecessary now.

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The January challenge

January is jigsaw puzzle season at the Jones household. I don’t know if it’s the cold outside or just that we need a change of pace from the business of Christmas. But each year when January rolls around, we dig out our stored boxes and pick some of our favorites. Sometimes we have dueling puzzle tables. I spread out a puzzle challenge on the old wooden table in the family room and JoAnne puts a puzzle out on the end of the dining room table. JoAnne always begins with a puzzle that she has had since she was a girl for old time sake, even though it has a missing piece.

Old time puzzle challenge
JoAnne’s favorite puzzle from childhood

I usually begin the season with a Christmas puzzle with children in it as I think of the grandchildren and their Christmas activities.

Building a Snowman
Building a Snowman

But soon we move to more challenging ones. We keep track of the number of puzzles we complete and the total number of pieces involved each year. This year we each had a new puzzle to work on that presented bigger challenges. Mine was the one pictured above. It was titled, “The challenge“ for more than one reason. The cut was such that the edge pieces were not always obvious. What do these three pieces have in common?

Three edge pieces
Can you believe these are all edge pieces.

JoAnne worked on a puzzle featuring stamps from all the 50 states. As you can see it required a rather unique type of organization in order for it to be completed. She loves comparing pieces to the box picture and her new puzzle was ideal for that type of puzzle work.

Puzzle process
Puzzle solving process for stamp puzzle called “Greetings from”
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Celebrating Christmas Village 2021

Pano of our Christmas Village
Wide angle view of our 2021 Christmas village

What’s New?

There are always new twists and challenges to the annual Christmas Village that I am privileged to erect in our current parsonage. This year, we decided to downsize on furniture a little and sold the big bookcase which has bordered the right side of the Christmas layout since we moved here. So I needed to invent a new treatment for the right side. However, I used familiar scene concepts in doing so. The street of shops in the back became longer so added a new Dept. 56 Dickens series bakery and a gas station. The homemade fencing that I picked up second hand at the train show combined with a lighted fence that I had not put up before, really added to the church and school scene on the right front. On the left side, a couple years ago, Cherie suggested that a log cabin would look cozy on the hillside. This year I found a Dept. 56 one and modified the slope just enough to add it in. I like the result.

More Pictures

I keep improving our Christmas village for a month or so and usually take pictures until I tear it down for the year a couple months later.  But I took some early ones this year to share.   I will try to post again using a better gallery block.  

Track issues

A few years ago, I switched all my track over to Lionel FasTrack. I added a foam layer under it to reduce noise. But since I tear up the track and put it down again each year, and since the lower levels are on the floor and some parts get walked on, it is beginning to show wear. Occasionally pins break and subtle corrosion will prevent good contact causing a train to stop. I overcame these by a combination of soldering a wire underneath to bridge broken pins and applying an anti-oxidant product called Ox-Gard to joints. Also, the track pieces sometimes bend slightly from being walked on which can cause issues with keeping Thomas the Tank pieces hooked up. If detected before you put it down, they can be straightened.

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Houghton College Honored Again

Houghton College is the college that I consistently recommend to superior students. This fine institution has again been highly recognized by two national ranking organizations. I served for six years on the board of Houghton College and both my wife and daughter are graduates. So I know personally that it deserves the accolades it receives.

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Daylily season underway

I’m a daylily fan

Daylilies are still blooming even though things are a little soggy. The blossoms look great with a few drops of water on them, but eventually most of them are damaged by continued downpours. Every garden has some old favorites like my Ruby Spiders in the featured picture. But there are also up and coming new favorites like Primal Scream and Angel Rose. I know most of the daylily names but not all. The nametags are always moving in the process of clearing winter debris away. A few years ago I started growing daylilies from seed and encouraging “volunteers” too. Volunteers are ones that sow themselves in your garden. I am reaping some pleasant surprises from these practices this year resulting in the chance to name some new varieties like Kel’s Purple Ripple and Kel’s Star Glow.

Some pictures for you

More daylily fun

Three more, two without names.