August 18, 2022 thought for today, An empty mill will turn without the wind. Russian Proverb

I’ve always seen the path of life as a series of hills and valleys. I seem to be hitting the valleys more often than not this summer. I’m sure I mentioned the problems we have been having with a broken refrigerator/freezer. Well.....so far, it’s not getting any better and I don’t see the light at the end of the tunnel for about two more weeks. For a “chief cook and bottle washer” it is a real handicap. After the “diagnosis” the original technician said he couldn’t’ get back to fix it until August 29. He suggested that once the parts he had ordered for us came we should call the GE service center to try to get an earlier appointment. That’s what we did....our hopes soured....we got an appoint for this Friday (tomorrow) at 1:00 then we were surprised with a possible appointment yesterday but they never showed. So I called when I got home from church to make sure the appointment we had made for tomorrow was still in tact. No such luck. The appointment was moved back to the 29th date. After my car adventure a couple of months ago I was hoping for a period of time without any major or stress-type lows on the path. Well, the only way to the other side is through the bump. 

The first photo a day up load for yesterday was “I went to...”. The annual garden show. I like to roam and get ideas but, alas, they are just dreams...too expensive for my pocketbook. 

I got the printing done at church this morning without any problems and had a few minutes to chat with Chris. 

I drove for a few minutes to look for photos I need. I found a few. We’ll see when I get them in Photoshop which one’s will work and which won’t. 

The second upload was to Sudbury and is a photo of two of my past  hobbies ....paper quilling and paper marbling. 

The sun is bright and promising with the temps still on the lower side. So it’s a perfect summer day. 

Oh, I don’t know if I have mentioned that I am trying to keep a steady step count now, hopefully to strengthen my legs and do at least some sort of physical exercise. I have been making it to 2000 steps (a minimum for 80+ year olds). One day last week I got to 3000.

Also, a side note....I have finished one book and moved onto a new one. Both by John Grisham...finished “The Firm”; started “The Chamber”. 

The upload for today is “I read this....”. We can hardly drive down a city street without “reading” billboards. 

The word for today is feelings. Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. William Wordsworth.  Without feelings of respect, what is there to distinguish men from beasts? Confucius.  Do not give in too much to feelings. A overly sensitive heart is an unhappy possession on this shaky earth, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. A person will be just about as happy as they make up their minds to be, Abraham Lincoln.  There is no remedy for love than to love more, Henry David Thoreau.  Never play with the feelings of others, because you may win the game, but the risk is that you will surely lose the person for life time, William Shakespeare. There is no instinct like that of the heart, Lord Byron.  Confidence is that feeling by which the mind embarks in great and honorable courses with a sure hope and trust in itself, Marcus Tullius Cicero. When I do good, I feel good. When I do bad, I feel bad. That's my religion, Abraham Lincoln.  Let’s not forget that the little emotions are the great captains of our lives and we obey them without realizing it, Vincent Van Gogh.  Like waves, our feelings may continue by repeating themselves, by intermittent rushes; but no emotion any more than a wave can long retain its own individual form, Henry Ward Beecher. 

This for upload for today was to Sudbury and was chosen in line with the other upload for today I that orange barrels can’t be missed on most any busy city outing.   

These art pieces have amazed me. This article explains a little more about them. This is an article about the twenty-three “suspended sculptures” that were at Schiller Park. They were a temporary display for the park from October 30, 2019 through March 1, 2020. But due to the pandemic they remained at the park into the summer of 2022. It is a traveling exhibition that came here after a stop at a garden in Long Island. While they were here one of the visitors said “you can never let these go!”. Financial support was sought from residents of Schumacher Place, Merion Village, and German Village in an effort to buy some of the sculptures. One hundred and twenty six-thousand dollars was raised to purchase five of the artists other sculptures for a permanent installation.  Mr. Kedziora, the artist who created the sculptures and his team, came to Columbus in June to take down the temporary exhibit (which was moved to Sandusky) and install the five new permanent pieces in Shriller Park.  Enough money was raised to add two more sculptures. One of the sculptures was “specifically created as African-American to reflect that public art is for everyone”. 

I have a Stouffer’s frozen lasagna that we will have for dinner tonight.  

Joy

  this street sign in this setting is a little confusing....on trucks in the woods?