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Adirondack Vacation Days

 

Campsite 2011

We were able to carry on our almost annual tradition of spending a few days inside the famous Blue Line, Adirondack State Park, last weekend.  This year it was at our favorite spot — Lake Eaton State Park.  The campground was quiet except for the pleasant chatter of children playing.  A family across from us was having a camping family reunion of sorts. 

Planning Helps

JoAnne and I have our annual campout pretty much down to a science.  The food box- now a big plastic storage container- has enough in it for our stay, including a box for tea for me and supplies for s’ mores, of course.  The cooler contains goodies like homemade strawberry jam, cabbage relish, and pickles.  The Long Lake grocery store supplies the rest.   Air mattresses are the key to a good night’s sleep in a tent.     The packing list helps us not to forget little things like flashlight, ax, clothes line and matches. And keeping the tent seams sprayed with sealer helps survive the storms with a dry tent–well, most of the time.   It rained so much this time that we had a little water get under the tent on top of the plastic groundcover and seep in a bottom seam that was not sprayed.  New this year was phone service that reached our campground, and my outdoor recliner – both very helpful.

Friends Make it Special

The most fun this time was that our friends from Philadelphia, Bill and Kathy Mell, were also vacationing inside the Blue line, about 20 minutes away from us.  So we got together three times.   One night we played spades under the dining tent by lantern light after eating s’ mores.  Another night as it rained some more, we ate a good dinner at their rented cabin. 

Taking on a Challenge

On the last morning of our stay, the weather was perfect for JoAnne to swim across Lake Eaton.  She has an annual goal to swim across an Adirondack Lake while we are on vacation there, and she stays in physical shape to do that by using her treadmill and jogging.   She had persuaded Hannah Mell, Bill and Kathy’s daughter, to swim with her, so we rented two of the park’s aluminum canoes to accompany them and they were off.   It took about an hour, but they both completed the swim, crossing the lake from the swimming area to the area closest to Owl’s Head Mountain at a small rock landing under the hemlocks that we “discovered” years ago.  

A Time for Good Reading

We always take good reading too.  I often get up early, make tea, and read.  In addition to devotions, and Bible reading, I took Chuck Colson’s book, The Faith, which I had barely started, and finished it in a few mornings of reading.   It would make an excellent Bible study for serious students.  It would also make a good Lenten study as its outline is like an adult catechism.  I find that time away is a wonderful time to enrich myself in devotions and spiritual reading.

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Arkport Class reunion

Great evening!  Lots of laughs!  Cousin Ken Isaman is a great emcee and stand-up comedian and gets lots of help from our class.  He and Shirley Kilbury Chapman did a superb job organizing our 45th class reunion of Arkport Central class of 1966 at Club 57 near Hornell, NY.   JoAnne went with me and knew many of my classmates since she spent childhood summers in Arkport at her grandparent’s house and as children several of my friends sometimes went to her grandparents to play with her older brother, Joe.    It’s a shame how much one forgets, but getting together helps refresh the memory.  For example,  I remembered that Bev Morgan was a key player in the class auction preparations (sophomore year, I think) and also a member of our Youth for Christ Club but I totally forgot that Roger Griffin played trombone too along with John Callahan and I.   Ken distributed gag gifts.  Mine was a skeleton puzzle.  He said it was fitting for the class science brain and besides, I probably didn’t have any skeletons in my closet so now I could have one!  It was a great evening and I’m looking forward to the next reunion in five years. 

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Grace Gardens — A beautiful spot

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You could call it the mother lode of daylilies, but I just cannot resist the sheer beauty of a hillside filled with a variety of hemerocallis in bloom.  That is what you see at Grace Gardens.  (Hemerocallis  is the formal scientific name for a daylily.)   I try to visit at least once each summer and I have already been there twice this year.  Each time I go I end up adding one or two more of these elegant flowers to my own collection.   Tom and Kathy Rood invent new daylily varieties too.   Kathy has one named after her now that has been featured in a magazine because it is very fragrant.  I knelt down to smell its pleasant fragrance on this trip.    I recommend visiting just to enjoy the beauty.    But be prepared to get snared by the charm of hemerocallis too.   Open house is this Saturday.

 

http://www.gracegardens.com/

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News! We are to be Grandparents!

JoAnne and I are on the proverbial cloud nine as we have recently learned that our daughter, Keely, and her husband Mark are expecting!  Early next year we are to become grandparents for the first time. What wonderful news!

The only hard part about it was that we were given the preliminary news a couple weeks earlier but were asked not to tell it for a couple weeks. This was really hard as people are always asking us whether there is any news about grandchildren yet.  It’s tough to keep good news in, especially for me.  Well now we can say, “Yes there is news!”

So if we seem to be a little distracted or have our head in the clouds, you’ll know the reason.

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Strawberries: I’ve been waiting for this!

As a hobby gardener, sometimes it is a while between good harvests of one particular crop. That’s the way it has been with me and strawberries. For several years I nursed an old patch hoping for a good harvest; only to be repeatedly disappointed.  The old plants never seemed to put out runners like they should have. So two

Lots of strawberries, at last!

years ago I planted an entirely new patch hoping that soon I could fill my strawberry tray with fresh strawberries.  But waiting was still the name of the game.  The first long year I was advised to snip off all the blossoms and just encourage the plants to get stronger. Then last year we did harvest some strawberries, but not enough to fill my tray.  The meadow voles ate as many as I did!  But the plants continued growing and I kept weeding the patch and I added a little manure for fertilizer too.   The plants multiplied and filled in the patch completely.

A week ago Saturday, I brought a handful of ripe strawberries into the house and said to my wife, “I think we will be picking strawberries on Monday.”  Little did I guess how many. My small patch overflowed with berries; six quarts on Monday, 24 quarts on Thursday, and 21 more quarts on Saturday!  Lots of strawberry shortcake, strawberry jam, strawberries for the freezer, and hopefully a strawberry rhubarb pie too!   And lots of strawberries to give away to friends—another favorite thing gardeners like my wife and I like to do.    

Just call it a banner week for a hobby gardener—a strawberry banner that is!

 

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Busy weeks: Are they related to a late Easter?

sunny spring flowersIt seems like the weeks since Easter have been unusually busy for me.  How about you? I’m wondering how much of this is related to the late date of Easter?  Easter was about as late as it can possibly get this year.  For one thing, Mothers Day and college graduation season fell only two weeks after Easter, a potentially stressful conjunction of big events.  At Community Wesleyan, global partners (missions) emphasis which usually fits comfortably between Easter and Mother’s Day, now was shoehorned into an already busy May as well.   

My parents and grandparents, passing down the wisdom of generations of farm families, had a saying that if Easter was late, spring would also be late. That certainly has been truly here in Syracuse this year. As a gardner, this has also added to the busyness of late April and early May. Tilling that was done in mid-April in past years could not be done until the first May. Lettuce, radishes, spinach, and peas have often been planted in April but this year are being planted in May.   At least we didn’t start mowing the lawn until the first week in May.

As I reflect on it, a late Easter was nice for having crocuses and tulips out to adorn the season.  I also enjoyed the longer winter sermon series it allowed.  But I’m not sure I like the time crunch that has followed. I still think the ideal time for Easter celebration is the second Sunday in April.  But since it’s not up to you and me anyway, I guess we’ll just have to take it as it comes and remember that God’s grace is sufficient for everyday!   Sometimes I need to be reminded of my favorite verse, “And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work” (2 Co 9:8 NIV).  

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Reflections on Speaking at Houghton Chapel

I remember as a student attending the mandatory chapel services at Houghton College.  Since I was taking mostly Bible and related courses and was already active in church leadership in my home church, I considered chapel interesting.  But I was quite aware that was not always the attitude of many of my peers.   In fact, I sometimes felt a little sorry for chapel speakers who were asked to address an audience many of whom felt compelled to be there.  A few of their listeners would even be shamelessly involved in other pursuits like reading, doing homework or chatting with friends. 

I don’t remember it ever entering my mind that I might someday be one of those speakers.  But that is what I had the privilege to be on April 13, 2011.  Funny it is how perspectives completely change. 

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How to Make a Cold January Fly By

I have been thinking recently about those people who are very depressed in deep winter and find that time seems to crawl by.   Well, I’m not a great fan of winter myself.  My favorite hobbies are things like gardening, bird-watching, trombone-playing, canoeing, and hiking.  I like to throw in a couple rounds of golf and a trout fishing trip.   As you can see, all but one are summer things and even the community band I’m in for playing trombone takes January off.   So how can we make January go by faster and add a little joy in the process?   Here are my suggestions.

1.   Find a January-friendly hobby or two.

  
My wife and I start doing jigsaw puzzles after the Christmas rush and keep doing them until spring.  With the help of folks who stop by, we may complete 10-15 of them before we quit and wait til the next January.   We use mostly the same puzzles with just a couple new ones added that friends give us or we buy each year. 
My wife took up a new musical instrument this year – folk harp.   She had just a few lessons before playing a couple carols at our Christmas Eve service.  Now she is using some of these cold January nights to improve her skill.  They say learning a new instrument is great for brain development too.  

2.   Spend more time with those you love.

In addition to the puzzles, JoAnne and I try to spend some evenings playing board games (Sequence)  during January.  Once in a while I will watch an old Star Trek with her (she’s a real Trekie).

3.   Invite feathered friends to your place.

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January fun with Christmas trains

I always wondered what went on in those houses where Christmas trees remained visible in the windows many weeks into January.   Well, now we’re one of those houses.   So I can share the secret inside our house that keeps the Christmas tree up so long.  

(Psst!)  I’m a small time railroad hobbyist that sets up multiple O-gauge trains under the tree in a display that takes up half the living room.   I can’t bear to take the whole thing down right away!   It is a three level display that includes a Christmas village, farm scene, bridges and tunnels, and the Christmas tree is built in.  It can’t come down until I move enough train stuff so we can reach the tree.   Thankfully, my wife tolerates, maybe even enjoys just a little, my affection for model trains and associated Christmas villages; so she doesn’t object too much that I take up some floor space for two months of the year.   

But that is only one-half of the story.  The other reason for the display staying up so long is this.  The most fun comes when I invite children over to play with the trains.  And everyone is far too busy for that to happen in December, so we wait until January.  All during the month, JoAnne and I invite children from church to view and play engineer with the trains.    Well, yes, it is a little dangerous to the train cars and parts and model vehicles because there are wrecks, but it is so much fun to watch the boys and girls having fun that it is definitely worth the risk.   JoAnne bakes cookies and I get down on the floor, give instructions in how to operate things, take pictures, and try to keep the trains running.   It is the best part of the hobby.   

So now you know.  In case you still don’t believe me, here are a few photos for evidence.   But now it’s February tomorrow and I really do have to take down the Christmas tree…

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Christmas Joys

Christmas at Gramdma's

What brings joy at Christmas?   It’s not just one thing.  It’s a combination of many.

Family get-togethers

We started the season early, heading out to Keely’s and Mark’s  in mid December as they go West for Christmas.    Their large townhouse was elegantly decorated and it was so good to spend time with them; exchanging gifts, playing games and going to see The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. Then there is my annual birthday dinner; always a joyous time with friends from church who come to help me celebrate another year with a big dinner.   We also try to drive down to Bath and Haskinville, NY too.  That way we can touch base with JoAnne’s side of the family and also attend the big extended family Christmas celebration at my Mom’s house.  I think there were just shy of 30 people in Mom’s house this year.    There is always a program at that Christmas celebration, which JoAnne discovered is very Victorian.

Special movies with just the right touch