Monday, March 30, 2015

Thankful Monday

I am thankful to be home.

And yet another cat picture. The cats were also thankful I was home.
After two different trips to visit ill family members, I am glad to be home. While the trips were good, there is no place like home. And for that I am thankful.



Wednesday, March 25, 2015

A Second Look--March 25, 2015

Signs of spring are finally here both on the calendar and in the yard. Here a few of them I saw this week during a Second Look.

What would any spring be without a variety of weather? We had four more inches of snow.



We saw more birds on the feeder during the snow including another visit from this female pileated woodpecker.



As soon as the pileated flew away, this red-bellied woodpecker swooped in for a snack.



As usual, the squirrels were around getting their share. But notice, new daffodils are poking up also.



There was one lone crocus that was trying to bloom during the snow.



But the snow melted quickly (because it's Spring), and three more crocuses have bloomed.



Including this little crocus that was planted in the middle of the yard by a squirrel.



And what could symbolize Spring more than a robin?




Sunday, March 22, 2015

Thankful Sunday--March 22, 2015

I am thankful for smooth travels.

One of the places we visited during our travels this past weekend.
This weekend, we took a quick trip north to visit family. Our flight was delayed for a day because of weather, but after that everything worked like clockwork from the traffic and flight to the rental car and parking. Because of that, we could concentrate on making the most of our visit. And for that, I am thankful.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

A Second Look--March 18, 2015

This week the weather warmed and the the snow finally melted, so I was curious to see what had been hiding and ready to peek out now that it was gone. I found no crocuses anywhere, but I did find a few daffodil leaves emerging in a couple of places. But the best of all were the snow drops. They were up with buds and blooms. Spring is coming very soon. :)

Here's what I saw this week
 during a Second Look.
(I only got a couple of pictures because I wanted to feature signs of spring.)


Snowdrops


Emerging daffodil leaves


Crow enjoying the warm weather. It was about 60F this day.



Monday, March 16, 2015

Book Nostalgia

I recently reread both of these.
I had a discussion recently with a librarian, Sue, about how girls today are still reading Nancy Drew books. Sue said she loved Nancy Drew as a girl, but has never gone back and reread them because she is afraid she will disappointed. She is afraid that the magic she felt from them as a child will be gone. Because after all, Sue realizes now that they were not great literature.

I had not really thought about things that way before. I wondered if this would be true about my favorite mystery series as a girl, Trixie Belden. Even though I read and enjoyed plenty of Nancy Drew books,  I liked Trixie better.

Trixie was 13 and lived in a cozy farm house with her two older brothers and her mischievous younger brother, Bobby. Trixie had regular chores of watching Bobby and helping with other things around the house. However, she was often preoccupied trying to solve a mystery, and she forgot her responsibilities. These lapses were usually forgiven with a smile and warning by her mother, who always seemed to be cooking up some delicious, hearty meal.

Next door, lived Trixie's rich, best friend, Honey, and her adopted older brother, Jim. They lived on a large estate with servants. However, their parents were often away. Honey and her brother, and Trixie and her older brothers had a secret club, BWG or Bobwhites of the Glen. When the BWG's weren't busy riding Honey's horses or ice skating, they were often raising money for some worthy cause. However, Trixie's curiosity always seemed to lead the club into one adventure or another.

What I remember that I really liked about Trixie and the others was that had to do chores just like I did. Also, they had the best of both worlds with Trixie's cozy house and family and Honey's big estate, not to mention a secret club. I wanted to live in Trixie's world.

So recently, I decided to take a chance and reread a Trixie Belden book to see what I would think of it now. Would I feel the same warm, relatable feeling with Trixie? Or would I be sorry that I had burst my nostalgia bubble?

The results? Sue was on the right track. Trixie Belden was not great literature. Not even close. But am I sorry that I reread it? Was the magic gone? No. While I had a different perspective reading the book as an adult, it took me right back to being a 10 year old girl curled up on her bed lost in the world of Trixie and her friends. And that was a good thing.

Have you ever reread a book and been disappointed?

But wait, there's more.

--I also reread a Nancy Drew book. Once again, not great literature, but I was able to get involved with glamorous, sophisticated Nancy and her mysterious, dangerous life.

--However, there is great children's literature out there and I recently reread one of the those books, The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett. Wonderful. I think I will always be enthralled by the awakening of Colin and the garden.