December 11, 2019 thought for the day: You must look where it is not as well as where it is. English Proverb

It’s cold! Long johns help but summer would help a lot more ☺.

We had our Christmas dinner with the Martha Circle from church last night. We met at York Steak House. Side note: We learned that ours is the last York in the country. We had a wonderful turnout. We had fourteen people. In the past we have only had six or seven make it. It was festive. We had great meals, great conversation, great bonding . . . 

I have my Christmas calendar’s all bound and found that I need two more so I printed them. I was on edge thinking I would run out of color ink but I just made it. I will have to replace a capsule of ink before the girls come and want copies of their my little pony clip art. As they were printing, I started putting the center hole in the ones that are done.

The December 10 photo theme was “gift”. I don’t have anything wrapped yet. The only thing I had on hand was some small gift package-like ornaments for our”Charlie Brown Christmas tree”. That had to be my choice for this one.

So I got them done just before I had to get ready to go to church for food pantry. As it turned out we had a very slow day and very few people coming by. Yesterday was much busier but still not as heavy as it has been. It’s probably because we have changed the days we serve this month due to Christmas.  Next week will most likely be busier. I brought my “moments in time” crocheting project to work on during the slow periods. 

As I was leaving the church there were some snow flurries. It’s sure cold enough for snow. I think we are supposed to have a slight warm up for a day or two.

I have a second photo group that I belong to that has a type of photo a day but it is only four or five days of the month. December 10th for this group was “side lit”. Sugar, my doxy, was napping in her favorite spot next to the window so that was my pick on this one. 

When I got up and wanted to do my virtual visits I found I was not able to get on the internet. I had to call Spectrum for help finding the problem and help to solve it. As it turned out all it needed was a reboot....thank goodness.

The word is conscience. Conscience is the most sacred of all property, James Madison. The great theatre for virtue is conscience, Marcus Tullius Cicero. Labor to keep alive in your breast that little spark of celestial fire, called conscience, George Washington.  Reason often makes mistakes, but conscience never does, Josh Billings. I have somewhere read that conscience not only sits as witness and judge within our bosoms, but also forms the prison of punishment, Hosea Ballou.  While conscience is our friend, all is at peace; however once it is offended, farewell to a tranquil mind, Mary Wortley Montagu. The man who acts never has any conscience; no one has any conscience but the man who think, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. Conscience is the reason employed about questions of right and wrong, William Whewell.  A good conscience is the best looking-glass of heaven, Ralph Cudworth. What can be added to the happiness of a man who is in health, out of debt, and has a clear conscience?  Adam Smith.  Justice is a temporary thing that must at last come to an end; but the conscience is eternal and will never die,  Martin Luther


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I thought this article would be an interesting subject to look at. It talks about what a decade is and it 2020 is the start of a new decade. Apparently, there is some problem to that point according to an “old timekeeping” way of seeing it. According to the article many people thing a decade begins with a year ending with a zero. The consistent way to measure a decade is to start it with a year ending in one. This matter is presented in the Farmer’s Almanac. Since there was a measure of time called “AD” and “BC” this is no year “one” That is at the point the measure of a “decade’s start date” became a “problem”. Whatever the start date a decade is ten years. The article goes on to mention that we start children’s ages at zero not one. In the 1960's we started a decade, not ending in one. In the end there is no perfect way to count it.

Today’s photo challenge is “mail”. There were a few ways to come at that choice. Some of the ideas were a commercial mail box, a home mail box, of which there could be a variety of designs or a stack of mail. I chose the commercial mail box in this shot to show the textures of the aging in the rust and the shapes of the box and it’s parts.

I am taking the spaghetti I made a week ago out of the freezer for dinner. I think I am out of spaghetti noodles but I have some ziti noodles.

Joy