February 28, 2023 a thought for today, Injuries we write in marble, kindnesses in dust. English Proverb

Now the bulletin is done....ready to print. It is quiet around here today so I was able to get a good bit done on the annual report too. I may have some trouble getting the rest of the documents until the last minute. In the mean time I will try to get page borders, the front page and some other graphics entered.

One of the uploads for February 27 was “oranges”. We have been having a bag of tangerines for the past few shopping days. I have been meaning to make juice from the ones we haven’t eaten. I hadn’t had a juices for a while so I ordered one with my groceries last week. I haven’t used it yet.  

Sue is spending the day with Tiffany so we aren’t chatting as we pass each other during the day as we usually do. In the absence of activity I wanted to get out for a bit....Sweet Pea let me know that she wanted to go along for a ride so off we went. We weren’t gone long just enough to relax. 

Then it was back to the to-do agenda for today. The kitchen and sink were at the top of the list. The dishes are cleared and a meat loaf is ready for the oven. 

The second upload for yesterday was “tool”. This is my crochets tool kit with the hooks and spacer pins and scissors (behind the netting). 

I was also asked to upload Sunday’s church service from a memory card so that is on the completed list. Since the Ash Wednesday service did not complete on the initial streaming process, I uploaded that too. 

I’d say today has been on the productive side. Now I can get to work on the photos of the day. I will have to complete the composite calendar too since this is the last day of the week. 

My first upload for today was “so cute”.  Of course I had to use Sweet Pea, she is the cutest thing around me right now.

The word today is dear.  A man often pays dear for a small frugality, Ralph Waldo Emerson.  Nothing is cheap which is superfluous, for what one does not need, is dear at a penny, Plutarch.   Experience keeps a dear school, but fools will learn in no other, Benjamin Franklin.  All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.  Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death! Patrick Henry. This self-love is the instrument of our preservation; it resembles the provision for the perpetuity of mankind: it is necessary, it is dear to us, it gives us pleasure, and we must conceal it. Voltaire.  A sympathetic friend can be quite as dear as a brother. Homer. Thus, dear friends, I have said it clearly enough, and I believe you ought to understand it and not make liberty a law, Martin Luther. The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair, Moliere.  Books have become our dearest companions, yielding exquisite delights and inspiring lofty aims. George Henry Lewes.  There are only two people who can tell you the truth about yourself - an enemy who has lost his temper and a friend who loves you dearly. Antisthenes.  Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit. Hosea Ballou.  We all remember epochs in our experience when some dear expectation dies, or some new motive is born, George Eliot.  My dear soul, flee from the worthless, stay close only to those with a pure heart. Like attracts like. A crow will lead you to the graveyard, a parrot to a lump of sugar, Rumi.  Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries! Louisa May Alcott.  My Dear Son... remember that you are accountable to your Maker for all your words and actions, Abigail Adams. 

My next upload for today is “flowers”. As you can imagine with living in Ohio at this time of year there are no flowers in bloom. So I went to my archives and found this one among many others. 

There was in early Columbus history a lady in the Miss American pageant and here is her story. A “ young lady from Columbus named Mary Catherine Campbell is an important part of the early history” of the  Miss America pageant. I relearned that beauty contests are not “an innovation developed for the Miss American story”. There were, have been and still are “homecoming and prom queens to county fair royalty”. The article relayed that the first recorded bathing beauty contest in American was in 1880 and Thomas Edison was one of the judges. And get the requirements......under age 25, single, on or over 5 feet 4 inches tall and weigh under 130 pounds. The first “Miss America” pageant was held in New York City in 1919. It grew from that to one in a “Fall Frolic” in 1920 in Atlantic City, New Jersey. Some notes about the “Frolic”.... part of it was “decorated rolling wicker chairs pushed along a parade route”. They were pushed by 340 men as “‘young maidens’ who sat in the rolling chairs”. In 1921 it changed a bit to nine contestants walked along the Boardwalk. The winner was a 16-year-old and was crowned the “Golden Mermaid”. She won $100. In 1922 there were fifty-seven women gathered for the competition. The winner was Mary Catherine Campbell from Columbus Ohio. She had been chosen Miss Columbus from one hundred and seventy other women. After she became Miss American, she entered the Ohio State University. She entered again in 1923 and won again. After she won twice the rule’s change so that they could only win once so she was the only two-time winner of the Miss American pageant. She had offers for entertainment jobs. She didn’t take any of the offers. She cared for her mother until her  death. Then she married and lived a quite live until she died in 1927.

It is going to be meat loaf for dinner tonight. 

Joy

This being the last day of the month is the time to put together my composites of the photos a day for the month.