Category Archives: Friendship
I told you yesterday that our thank you to the Taylors for coming and helping us pour all the concrete for the ham radio tower pad was that my husband replaced the rickety arms of the cart the concrete mixer was on with some metal, painted ones that will probably outlive all of us. I also took a bag of our tomatoes.
We didn’t expect that WE would get gifts from the Taylors!
Laufrain is a master with plants of all kinds. I’ve told you about the Taj Mahal of greenhouses that Dave built for Laufrain. I can’t think of anyone who deserves something fabulous like this more. Her whole yard, right on Shadow Lake, is a wonderland of stone paths, garden areas, natural areas, beautiful lush grass, and more.
The picture above shows an elephant ear plant she gave me. Isn’t it wonderful?
If Laufrain told me what the name of this nice plant is, I’ve forgotten it. Not only does it have this beautiful purple and green foliage, it blooms with purple flowers! I can’t wait!!
I went out last evening with the idea of quickly planting these two plants, and ended up calling on my husband for help. We have a wisteria on one end of this planter, and it had big gnarly roots growing all the way to the opposite end of the planter! We used two kinds of shovels, a pick axe and a lopper to finally get holes deep enough to plant.
Laufrain also gave me an avocado plant! It’s on my window sill right now because I want to read up on how to try to take care of it.
We are lucky to have such wonderful friends.
Our man-for-all-next-to-impossible-chores, Foy Brown, spent most of the afternoon here yesterday, brush hogging. He has a really nice looking Kubota tractor with a front end loader on the front and an 8 foot wide brush hog attachment on the back.
We needed to have the easement cleared where my greenhouse is – and the ham radio tower WILL be. The grass, blackberry briars, and other assorted weeds were my chest high, and sometimes higher. We need to be able to lay the pieces of the tower down on the ground in order, run two kinds of cables through it, test the system, and then put it together and haul it up.
After Foy finished brush hogging to the east side of the house, you can clearly see the greenhouse! If you’ll strain your eyes a bit, you can see the wooden edge of the form for the base of the ham radio tower to the right of the greenhouse.
This is the view to the north of the greenhouse.
He then went across the edge of the civilized part of our back yard, where I’ve been trying to lop down and throw weed trees. He did a wonderful job. We still have weed trees, but they’re growing in extremely rocky ground, between rocks just shoved down the side of the hill when our house was built 30 years ago. You can’t tackle this area with any kind of riding equipment. I’ll lop what I can of the remaining trees.
You can see where I’ll need to do a bit of clean up, and then a LOT of spraying with the nice weed killer that is on its way to us.
We showed Foy where he could go down past the pile up of rocks and get to the area we would like to have cleared to renew our fire break. He did a lot of work yesterday, but then a part of the hydraulic line broke. He’ll need to get a new part to repair the tractor – now in the back off the edge of our world, ready for him to climb down and repair it. He said he’ll be back before Saturday to finish up what he can do back there.
Between the help drilling the hole we needed for the radio tower and the brush hogging, Foy is worth his weight in gold.
The next step on the ham radio tower is getting 16 bags of sac-crete. Our friend Dave has a concrete mixer! He’s going to bring it and help us mix and pour the concrete, we think tomorrow. Hooray!
I love this picture. This isn’t Kay, Linda, and me, but it MIGHT be. And the picture should show my husband, an honorary member of “Lunch Bunch.”
The three of us – with others coming and going – have been sharing lunch every Friday possible for some 30 years now. We’ve shared our lives,with their ups and downs, triumphs and pain.
Today is one of the happy times. It’s Linda’s birthday. (Actually, her birthday was yesterday, but we’re celebrating her today.) We’ll eat, have the pleasure of watching Linda open presents, share what’s been happening the past week, discuss possibilities for the future, share laughs and hugs.
I’m happy to know these ladies. May we have many more happy times together.
I’ve already told you I’m a slob. I’m on a mission – albeit off and on, depending on my energy – to get rid of a bunch of STUFF in our house.
I’m tired of “piles” of things, and we have them everywhere. Now that we have a new puppy whom we are trying to get used to our home more and more, it’s really important that she not run into PILES of things that will get HER in trouble and make ME crazy.
We also have a good friend coming over this evening for a cookout. I’ll at LEAST need to get rid of the piles of stuff around my chair. It would be NICE of me to arrange that she can put a glass down beside her on the couch, plus HAVE a clear place to sit down, as well, wouldn’t it!
We have the food prep done for our evening. I’ve taken Amber out twice this morning, so I’ll use the lull in needing to meet her needs and clean up the living room, bathrooms, kitchen and dining area.
I can see that my home would be in much better shape if we had more new puppies and more guests! The good thing about going through the piles is discovering things I had misplaced or thought lost. It’s like a treasure hunt! The bad thing is that I tend to get distracted by the things I find, wanting to do something with them…
We dodged the severe weather from yesterday, and the cloudy skies seem to be clearing up for a nice evening. I really enjoyed sitting on the deck this morning after Amber and I had a long walk, enjoying the cool morning.
I hope that you are enjoying the nice long Memorial Day weekend with friends, good food, and fun. If you get bored, you can think about me uncovering something wonderful in my living room!
Cathy Ruggiero and I have never met face-to-face. She allowed me to show of her artwork on Creative Artworks and we became friends.
Now we’re on Facebook together and we share stuff all the time. We share so many of the same values and react the same way to a given thing. I look forward to her posts because – after sheer enjoyment or appreciation, or both – I save a LOT of them to share with you.
Sometime, before this life is over, I hope we can meet. If not, we’ve shared a friendship and meeting of the souls.
I told you yesterday that I was in Day Two of trying to list ‘important stuff’ all in one place for our son. I was in the middle of it when our good friend, Carla, called, asking if she could buy some of our sheet iron. She said she would be here sometime yesterday afternoon.
The first break occurred when I went out to visit my husband in the shop.
The second was when UPS brought a package.
The third was Carla. She was trying to make a burn barrel. She wanted something to put across the top to keep burning stuff from being blown out and causing problems.
The picture above gives you an idea of what she wanted to do. The first thing my husband suggested was that she should cut out the bottom of the barrel, rather than drilling or shooting holes in it. We showed her our barrel and she liked what we were doing. We ended up taking our truck and going back to her house to get the barrel. It turned out that she had two, so we brought those back. We took them out to the shop, where my husband asked if Carla wanted to learn how to use our torch. She did, so she cut out the bottoms of both barrels as we watched and helped. My husband then cut three stakes to length, sharpened one end of each a bit so they would pound into the ground more easily. Carla has a sledge-hammer, plus blocks to put the barrel on. We put the barrels, stakes, and scrap sheet iron into the back of our truck. I drove her home and helped her get the stuff out of the truck. When she again insisted on paying, I just smiled, gave her neck a good hug, and left. By the time I got home, though, it was 6:00. So we called it a day.
So much for the progress on the important information sheet….
I glued the felt on the bottom of the bowl this morning so it won’t scratch furniture.
I also did the final clean up of the glass.
Carla gave me the prettiest gift at Christmas. It’s a glass bowl, turned over on its top, in a base. You open it up, put some wonderful fragrance oil drops in it. and plug it in. The bowl itself is white on white, with white mosaic type shapes above the background. As it heats up, the whole bowl changes colors as you watch. The fragrance makes the whole room smell good. I put it on my buffet, so the wonderful smell spreads into the dining area, kitchen, hallway, pantry, and utility room. She said she ‘thought of me when she saw it.’
This one doesn’t change colors, or do any tricks, but it’s made with love and I hope she likes it.
I don’t make friends easily. When I say, “friend,” I mean a REAL friend. Not just people you enjoy being with because of location, a shared interest, etc. Those acquaintances are fun, too, and necessary for quality of life. But these acquaintances are free-flowing. When the shared activity goes, or you don’t share the same location anymore, they tend to fade, however much you might like them to last forever.
I think you ‘recognize’ a friend. You first meet and you feel you’ve known each other forever. You recognize it in her eyes. Most of the time I discover later it’s a depth caused by pains or losses, of down-to-the-ground living, and living through hard things, survival to find things in life to enjoy again. Recognition of a soulmate without more than a, “It’s nice to meet you.”
I have two friends in Tulsa. They know who they are. We may not talk every day, but when we DO get together again, we don’t even really need to catch up. We’re still on the same page. We talk as if we haven’t been apart. We still share and love. Our hearts reach out whether we can hug each other’s neck or have to rely on Facebook, blogs, emails, cards, phones, or email. The closeness and caring are forever.
I have another friend in Charlotte. We email every day. We “talk” about things we might never say aloud to others. We help each other through things. We laugh together. We share big things and little things. We don’t agree on everything, but don’t feel the need to win each other over to our way of thinking. We love and respect each other. I never feel my day is complete until I’ve heard from her. I feel extremely lucky to know her.
A relative in Thibodaux is also a good friend. If I were her neighbor, she would probably put tape on my mouth before I talked her arm off. We never run out of things/feelings/hopes to share. Even though we’re across the country from each other, I think of her every day.
I hope you’ve recognized a friend.
One of our good friends was having trouble with her computer yesterday. She called to see if my husband might be able to revive it. We spent most of the afternoon there. My job was to keep everyone away from where my husband was trying to work so he could concentrate. He finally got her computer going after running virus scans and a Windows repair disk on it., plus some other stuff. There is more work to be done, but the basics have her able to use it again.
She recently got a rabbit hutch and a rabbit! I didn’t take any pictures yesterday, but the one above looks much like the one she bought. She has an outside hutch and an inside cage now. She had a big plastic plate of colorful salad stuff and veggies for him. He had the run of her house (with her watching him carefully). He’s basically litter trained, but he tends to chew on cords or the edge of her rug, so she has to watch him carefully. He comes to her and allows people to pet him. It’s great fun to watch him.
Her neighbors found a wounded wild baby rabbit recently and brought it to our friend. His nose was skinned and his hip was hurt. She didn’t think he would live, but he’s thriving so far. She allows him a bit of freedom, too, and he seems to love it. He lives in her bathroom at night.
The biggest surprise is that the rabbits get along with her other pets: a dog and two cats. She is careful not to let ‘the baby’ come in contact unsupervised with the cats yet, but the dog lies down between the rabbits, and the larger rabbit gets along fine with the cats. The rabbits try to get on top of the dog. She is very patient, only snapping a bit when one goes too far. The rabbits get the message – at least for a while – and aren’t upset by the dog trying to set limits.
Our friend lost her husband about a year ago now. The animals give her lots of company, plus she is busy trying to take good care of them. And when her grandson comes to visit – which is often – she sure has a full, happy house!
I’ve always found this to be true, whether it’s meeting strangers for the first time or getting to know relatives. Sometimes you almost don’t need to talk at all to recognize a special someone with whom you instantly ‘click.’ You feel you know them far better than you actually do, as far as details of their lives, but the heart of the friendship is feelings, basic reactions to life, maybe shared kinds of experiences.
I’m lucky to have both strangers who have become instant friends and relatives, as well. It’s such a comfort to meet someone of like mind. You don’t have to see them often or even communicate on a regular basis to feel close. And when you CAN be close, it’s as if you haven’t been apart at all. You don’t need to ‘catch up,’ although you do, and you care about all the details of what has happened, but the basic closeness never changes.
If you’re lucky enough to recognize this feeling, you’re rich. Nourish these special people, as they are definitely what makes our lives joyful.
“Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.” ~Norman Vincent Peale
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” ~Author unknown, attributed to a 7-year-old named Bobby
I love making things for friends for Christmas.
This year I did personalized note cards for 8 people: the three ladies who work at the post office; my Lunch Bunch friends, Linda and Kay, and my good friends Carla and Nora. I’ll do two other sets over the next few days for the two wonderful waitresses at the Pizza Barn in Greenwood, where we have Lunch Bunch. They gave each of us a Christmas mug! I also enjoyed giving some of my mosaic Christmas ornaments, plus jewelry, etc.
There is almost nothing that gives me the pleasure of watching people I care about open gifts from me at birthdays and Christmas. Next year I’m seriously thinking of giving some “Just Because” gifts, purely for the joy it gives ME. I know – I’m thinking of myself again, but at least I’m honest about it….
I hope you have a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Being a friend means a lot more than sharing fun times.
Sometimes it means saying, “No,” when you think the favor asked is a big mistake, even when it might end the friendship.
Sometimes it means being determined to celebrate a birthday even when they’ve told you they don’t want you to remember it.
Sometimes it means dropping everything and being there.
Being a friend is a 24/7 thing, complete with big hugs, laughs and tears.
If you’re lucky enough to have special friends, do everything in your power to cherish them.
I don’t know when the ‘designated’ day is, but I suggest that EVERY day is Friendship Day.
We’re just about to leave to join OUR long-time friends for Lunch Bunch. We’ll catch up on Thanksgiving stories, how they’re doing, what their plans are, and share a meal.
How could friendship be better celebrated than this?