Around the House
May is National Photo Month. Photographs are easier than ever to take and to share—with cell phones and social media we can record our lives by the day or by the minute. But will we remember what every snapshot depicts? The digital image might record the date and time of the picture. But unless we let a facial recognition program determine who is in the picture, we may forget who those people are. And unless we let our GPS post our location along with the photo, that, too, could get lost. Plus, the sheer number of pictures we take today
Happy Earth Day! I can finally sit in any room in my house and see spring color out the windows! It’s a happy time of year! There’s a lot of purple out there right now. The daffodils are waning, but the tulips are giving a splashy display! What’s blooming at your place?
I’m not sure this is something to be proud of, but I believe our family owns the oldest bottle of Formula 409 cleaner in America. (If anyone can prove me wrong, please feel free to do so.) My husband is a firm believer in the powers of 409 cleaner to handle almost any household messes. The only things he’s found that it won’t clean are adhesives that require a very powerful 3M solvent he also keeps on hand. But everything in daily kitchen spills can be handled by 409. Formula 409 went on the market in 1957, which means it
My husband and I love to see big things happen in sad houses. We’re working in our third house (outside of the one we live in) and it keeps us young (or makes us old). I’m not sure which. He’s the rough-in guy who comes up with the BIG ideas and does the hard work of tearing things up, building walls, installing cabinets, building stairs, etc. He does all the plumbing, electrical, HVAC, and gas work, too. Even with a bad ankle and torn up finger. I’m the finish person: painting, setting tile, a little useful decor, cleaning up, etc.
Last year, the farmer across the road from our subdivision kept cows. I liked to watch the cows grazing in the field. At certain times of the day, they would parade toward the barn. But this year, there are no cows. I can’t watch the cows come home. I think it’s the increased prices in grains. It’s more expensive to keep cows this year. Of course, the meat sells for more, too. I wish I knew the finer points of bovine economics.
After nearly 39 years of marriage, my husband and I no longer have a cat. We had three over the course of those years, and they were all well-loved by us and the kids. We lost the last one last summer. So now we enjoy the antics of our “Grandkitty?” Is that a thing? She’s kind of a hoot and it’s fun to enjoy her without having to clean the hair and litter box! 🙂 Are you attached to any pets?
Sometimes rural living can be a challenge. When it snows, most people shovel their driveway in order to get their vehicle out. But what if your “driveway” is over 200 feet long? It’s an excellent excuse to stay home and write. Snow day!