August 18, 2025 a thought for today, Hard heads suffer much. Albanian Proverb

An upload for yesterday was “your best flower or plant image”. I have a lot of those, many are “favorites”. I took this one yesterday. It is one from one of my newly established “senior” window gardens. It has been the most productive plant in the boxes this spring/summer. 

The next upload was “day”. I didn’t know quite what to do to “show” this definition. Looking down the street on a quiet summer “day” this is what I see. 

The last upload for yesterday was “looking up”. I have several of these type images. My mood was to choose this one today. 

Life today. This is one of those days time ran away with me. Not to worry though I got a lot accomplished between phone calls, most of which were robo calls, and spills in the kitchen, just had to grin and bear it along with taking deep breaths. 

I got the bulletin done and out. I set up there photos and “developed” in the Photoshop “darkroom”. I worked on the photos for the Sunday School upload to Instagram and Facebook. 

The first upload for today is “something green”. This is a close up of a couple of the leaves on my fig tree. This has a story as many of us have with things around our homes. One of Bob’s friends had one of these trees in his office. It was so big and impressive it almost touched the ceiling at the Toyota sales where Bob worked. I was of enamored by it that I bought one. This is a baby compared to that one. 

I took one break so Swifter the powder room floor and clean out the sink. Since I didn’t go out today I even had to take time to prepare my own lunch, poor me. My enjoyed a spam, SLT. It was good. Then there was watering the “gardens”. 

I hope I am not bragging to soon, but I think I even got the newsletter done. I will wait for the final outcome on that one though. There may be another entry or two. I may send it out tomorrow before food pantry for some reviews. 

Now I have to go bring up the recycle can and water some plants. 

The second upload for today is “my choice”. This is one in a series of “flat lays”. This is some off my wooden kitchen utensils. 

The word today is felt. Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone. Lord Byron.  The chains of habit are too weak to be felt until they are too strong to be broken. Samuel Johnson.  He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it. Herman Melville.  I felt I did trust in Christ, Christ alone for salvation, and an assurance was given me that he had taken away my sins, even mine, and saved me from the law of sin and death. John Wesley.  As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life. Charles Baudelaire.  Seek ye first the good things of the mind, and the rest will either be supplied or its loss will not be felt. Francis Bacon.  In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice. Charles Dickens.  I was living an extremely burdensome life, because every time I prayed, I became more clearly aware of my faults. On the one hand, God was calling me. On the other, I was following the way of the world. Doing what God wanted made me happy; but I felt bound by the things of this world. Saint Teresa of Avila.  

The last upload for today is “on the floor”. This one was a plain, simple and quick choice for me. My wooden floor with a corner of one of the throw rugs. 

Article: This may be another place to visit in Ohio and more to see there than just the sand dunes. The title is “Explore Ohio’s Hidden Sand Dunes At Oak Openings Preserve”. This is a 5,000 acre metro park in the Toledo area. There are “ecosystems” like wetlands to sand dunes. The sand dunes are “towering dunes like those at the Great Sand Dunes National Park”. They are unique in that they are in a landscape of prairie woodland trees. You can see “prickly-pear cactus” along with orchids in the wetter areas. As you hike you may discover animal tracks. There are benches for resting along the way. The article mentions that you can “step back in time” here. It is noted that “pioneers named the area for its widely spaced oak trees that made travel easier compared to the dense Great Black Swamp they had to traverse to get there”. It is mentioned that the oaks are still standing as a “living link to the past”. There is a place there called the Treehouse Village. There are treehouse with “cozy one-room retreats to multi-level structures that can accommodate larger groups”. There are “elevated walkways with rope bridges” that connect the treehouses.  This park not only has the dunes and the tree houses it is also “paradise” for wildlife. The article says there are trails for “every adventurer”. There are 70 miles of trials. There is hiking, biking and horseback riding. Among all of that already mentioned there are ski trails along with the mountain bike trail. The article ends saying “a place where nature, history, and adventure come together”.

I am having Welsh rarebit again tonight. It’s good!

Joy 

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