We are a mere sixteen and a half hours away from December...the last month of the year. December holds all the magical potions to unlocking your past...all the way back to your childhood. I might note at this point, that some family members and friends who follow our blog, feel that I might be a little depressed lately. They feel as I continue to speak of time flashing by, memories of dearly departed family members and holidays of old... I am somehow missing the present day activities by not letting go of the past and moving on. To the contrary, those thoughts could not be further from the truth. I simply speak of the sweet, priceless, yet admittedly volatile feelings one experiences by allowing our minds to drift back to earlier times in our lives, when our lives were carefree and everlasting...taking forever to get from day to day. Understand that I only go back in my mind to enjoy all over, those memories of old. I neither do, nor would in any way, wish to return to that time...physically! That time is long over and serves as a vacationland for my mind. I live in today's world and continue to build toward tomorrow. It amazes me, that family or friends can watch what we do here, as we continue to build our "empire" daily. (As it has been called) Yes, a depressed person revisits their childhood memories regularly...almost constantly...witnessed by the lack of doing little else, as they continue to live and linger in their memories. This is not the case here my friends!! I really feel it is a shame if all of you reading this, are not able to experience and revisit your childhood in times of idleness...such as the evening hours, as you sit on the couch, in front of the TV. It is then that you can close your eyes and hitch a ride on the memory bus, to your precious library of childhood memories. Visit your beloved family members...now departed. Go back to that time, as they were helping you build those memories to keep for times such as this, when you can revert to this "vacation memory land". Times such as these do not take away from the present life you live...the living you have decided to make...nor does it take anything away from you present family...but allows you to enjoy the fruits of your labors. It simply gives you a much better and higher quality form of enjoyment than any television program you might watch, with the same time invested. Remember, visits to times and events of old, when you enjoyed the things you did with departed relatives, are the catalysts of traditions. These traditions were born of routine holiday or daily activities you witnessed and were a part of back then...so enjoyable... that you want to continue that tradition with your present family.
Its simple folks...tomorrow is the beginning of December. It is the month when Christian faith flourishes and hearts are jolly. It is a time when those jolly hearts don't miss the bus to memoryland, nor do they forget to get off at the present on the return visit, toting an armload of traditional happiness for all to share. I go every year!!!
Today, we will finish the gift shop decorations and snap a few pictures for you all to see. I have the little Christmas tree I promised to trim yearly for my Mom. I put new decorations on it yearly and display it somewhere prominent for the world to see. Vick and I found some very nice little, colored, glass balls to put on it this year, along with certain items deom the past, including the string of led lights we put on last year. I used to put the tree on her grave every Christmas when I lived in Pa, but now I display it here in NY every year. It doesn't matter to Mom, because she lives here... in my heart, not in a hole in Pa, so she is glad that the tree is displayed here...where she dwells constantly.
Adam and his brother came yesterday and closed off the soffit under the high roof on the barn. He still needs to do a little trim work, which he will finish off this morning. If I were him, I'd hunt in the morning and finish in the afternoon. Yesterday he missed the same buck three times with a scoped 243. In my time... one would have put venison on the three tables. I must confess to being deadly with a weapon in those days. I grew up enjoying venison year round and enjoyed rabbit, grouse, squirrel, duck and pheasant too. Times in the sixties were tough for sure, but we also enjoyed the bountiful gifts afforded us too.
Anyway, the soffit is now closed in and the brutal winter wind will now not be able to whistle through the barn from top to bottom, as last year. We can now stand to work up there and get the lights up and finish the wall, then hang the door. The cats can also be closed in at night so we are assured they do not find their way to being killed on the road in the night or become a coyote's midnight snack. They were smart enough to sleep on the closed in, elevated, pool deck, where nothing could sneak up on them as they slept on the cushioned lounge.
We are pretty happy to have about everything finished and ready for winter's brutal attack. We'll spend out time enjoying our labors now! When spring arrives, we will positively be trout fishing and doing all the traveling we couldn't do while building "our empire". It's time to relax and enjoy, but when nothing is going on, I'll continue to hop on that bus and take a little trip to memoryland... but I WILL be back...rest assured!
Wreaths on the fenceposts
The gift shop all lit up...
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