November 3, 2021 a thought for today, Two things a man should never get angry at: what he can help and what he cannot. English Proverb

So far it has been a relatively quiet day. The bulletin is done and ready for printing tomorrow morning. The coloring book pages are ready too. So I took my time checking out some things that have been on my when-I-have-time agenda. I checked on restaurants that plan to be open on Thanksgiving day. My family will be in other places this Thanksgiving so we, Bob, Sue and I, will be spending a nice relaxed and prep free meal at one of the three places I found that will be open. I worked on setting up a library app on my ipad. I worked on marking a crochet “tick tack toe” game mat so that I can finish the division lines. I worked on some description cards to go with the crochet prayer pouches I have been making. I also did some new research on the fine assets of buying a used car. Lastly, I unloaded/loaded the dishwasher.  

On November 2 the rainbow month of colors color theme was “black”. I had this portrait of Duke, my grand dog whom I was babysitting at the time, in my archives. 

Since today was so quiet and free of deadlines I “played” with the new macro lens I got for my Samsung cell phone camera. It’s nothing like and as fine as the professional macro lenses for a DSLR camera but it has interesting effects. I used it in trying to capture my photo of the day for today. 

The word today is hidden.  The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed. Charlotte Bronte. To be satisfied with a little, is the greatest wisdom; and he that increaseth his riches, increaseth his cares; but a contented mind is a hidden treasure, and trouble findeth it not. Akhenaton.  The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs. Charles Baudelaire.  The cause is hidden; the effect is visible to all. Ovid. The work an unknown good man has done is like a vein of water flowing hidden underground, secretly making the ground green. Thomas Carlyle. Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it, Confucius.  Observe and contemplate on the hidden things of life: how a man's seed is but the beginning, it takes others to bring it to fruition. Think how food undergoes such changes to produce health and strength. See the power of these hidden things which, like the wind cannot been seen, but its effects can be, Marcus Aurelius. Time will bring to light whatever is hidden; it will cover up and conceal what is now shining in splendor, Horace. The future is hidden by a dark impenetrable veil, and yet we struggle to pierce through it. Joseph Barber Lightfoot.  

The photo challenge for today is “green”. After a few shots of other house plants and a few of the remaining green leaves outside I chose this one. As I mentioned above I was experimenting with the macro lens for the Samsung. This is one of the results. This is one of the cuttings I made on my lilac bush. It has some very healthy looking buds on its stem. 

This article is about another neighborhood in Columbus. It’s a small “hamlet” neighboring the westside of Columbus. Between 1880 and 1920 it was “populated” by Italian immigrants many of whom worked at the Marble Cliff Quarry. According to the article the biggest part of the population of the area was from Pettorano sul Gizio in Italy. Again, according to the article, the hamlet’s namesake was Saint Margaret of Cortona. In the beginning the homes were “shack-like” along McKinley Avenue by a railroad track. A little later the quarry workers were able to build homes on the south side of Trabue Road. The residents kept livestock and grew their own food. It was comfortable for the folks living there because they enjoyed a mutual language and customs. The shared in the work and related life problems and “deep family friendships”.  Being a close-knit community, they decided to build their own church. Thirteen local families pledged $50 for land fo it’s construction. In 1936 the parish hall of the Saint Margaret of Cortona Church was begun. In 1955 the rectory was completed. The number of congregants out grew the space so a new church, of the same name, was built in 1958. After that more new home were built a few blocks along the same street as the church. Since then the neighborhood has declined. Many of the original residents moved to Grandview or Marble Cliff Village. In 2008 properties in the area had been bought for commercial development. 

I think we’ll have creamed beef on toast. 

Joy

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