Like a Delicate Hot-House Flower

Posted on July 14, 2022 by cordeliasmom2012

These days, I find that photography and writing go hand-in-hand.

If I don’t have any new photos, I’m unable to think of a post story. At the same time, if I don’t have any story ideas, I have no reason to go out looking for photographic opportunities.

I know you’ve all missed me.

Mother Nature helped out a bit recently. The orchid plant in my office has begun to bloom (see photo above, isn’t it gorgeous?) and it’s been warm and sunny outside.

So … backyard photos. Not as gorgeous as the orchid, but at least they’re green:

“Double Barrier”

Tracking the bunny.

Hmm, maybe it went under the fence into the other yard …

I’m going to try to get out more before the weather changes back to winter – which, here in Western New York, could be any time. Admittedly, it’s going to be slow going as I tire easily these days. Most days I consider it a good job if I can make it to the end of my own driveway to bring the trash cans in. (Yes, I do make it to work three days a week, but that doesn’t count because it’s not “fun”).

Speaking of tired, Puppy Cody did manage to chase a couple of squirrels and bunnies. She’s getting old[er] too; crashing on the couch is a good option after returning to the house:

Hugs, everyone. If I get my motivation back, maybe I’ll start posting a bit more regularly. A lot has been going on; maybe I’ll share.

Assuming you’re all still here with me …

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Images by Cordelia’s Mom/TeddyRosalieStudio

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Yes It’s a Big One

Posted on April 12, 2022 by cordeliasmom2012

I suppose I should be happy that I’ve made it to my 70th birthday.

Much better than the alternative, right?

Having taken the day off from work (no one should have to work on their 70th birthday!), I planned to spend a quiet day adjusting to my further advancement into [much] old[er] age.

Mother Nature and the electric company had other plans. I woke up to a power outage. No big deal, this happens a lot on my street. So much, in fact, that I’m trying to talk hubby into installing a whole house generator. Power outages are tolerable when it’s warm, like today, but in the winter it’s really annoying to drag the portable generator out of the garage and hook it up if the outage lasts more than a couple of hours. Eventually, hubby will get tired of doing that and agree to let me spend the money for the whole house generator.

But I was really looking forward to a leisurely hot breakfast this morning – and my stove, the microwave and the toaster over all run on electricity. I resigned my self to bottled water and nibbling on baked goods my neighbors had brought over from the church’s bake sale.

I have the best neighbors ever! Because I couldn’t cook up scrambled eggs, they brought over some hard-boiled Easter eggs for me to enjoy on my birthday. It definitely has brightened up my day knowing I now live on a street where people watch out for each other. So glad we made that move 4 years ago!

As for the rest of the day, now that power is back on it’s time to put in a DVD and bring out the crochet work. My baby and toddler afghans have become quite popular, but I’m between orders at the moment. I find I need to keep my fingers busy while watching DVDs, so I will continue to make afghans and hats until I get new orders, and whatever I complete now will likely be donated. There are lots of local charities that can use handmade hats and blankets, and it makes me feel special to know people are enjoying my work.

Anyway.

It’s a gorgeous day here in Western New York and I really need a haircut, so I guess I’ll go take care of that. Maybe on the way back I can stop and buy myself a nice takeout dinner.

Not such a bad birthday after all.

Soon these will appear again. I can hardly wait.

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Freedom Truckers

Posted on January 29, 2022 by cordeliasmom2012

My eyes teared up when I saw this link to my own post. Paul Curran did indeed affect so many of our lives, even those who never actually met him. Just before his passing, he was making plans to come to the U.S. to meet a few of his blogging friends. I’m so sorry he never got to make that trip. Rest in peace, Paul Curran.

See, there's this thing called biology...

I have been closely tracking the great truck convoy for freedom going across Canada in protest of vaxx mandates. Trudeau tried to dismiss them alleging they were just a tiny fringe group of extremists. Methinks not on account of the fact that those trucks just go on for miles and miles, one of the largest convoys I think I’ve ever seen. Even better, the unity and support across Canada has been a sight to behold. Everywhere you look, up and down the roads, on overpasses, are great crowds waving and cheering their support as the trucks pass through, so, so many trucks it takes hours for them to all pass. Even more amazing, it’s like, 7 degrees out there! People pouring out into the streets to greet those trucks in frigid weather, is so not a fringe group of extremists.

It’s just a beautiful celebration of solidarity and unity,

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Blogosphere in Mourning

Posted on January 27, 2022 by cordeliasmom2012

More than 5 years since his passing, and I still think of Paul pretty much every time I post. He was my inspiration, and were it not for him (and several other steadfast supporters), I would have folded up my tent a long time ago. I’m reposting this today for the benefit of my newer followers who never had a chance to “meet” Paul Curran. There’s also a special link in the right sidebar under Categories, by which you can read most of his stories.

Cordelia's Mom, Still

“FOGGY SUNRISE” by blogger/photographer Daniel Antion (www.nofacilities.com)

Re-blogging Mark Bialczak’s post simply wasn’t enough. I need to write out the pain. Our good friend, Paul Curran, has passed away.

I “met” Paul Curran when I was a tiny blogger with less than 100 followers, and he began commenting on my posts. His comments were always worth reading – often funny or witty, often sympathetic, and always long. Lordy, Paul’s comments constituted posts all by themselves!

In preparation for writing today’s memorial, I pulled up all of Paul’s comments on my blog – there were 73 pages of comments! I’m still crying.

His very first comment on my blog was on March 21, 2014, on my post about naming my new SPCA puppy. Paul wrote:

Hi CM! First time here – I bopped over from OM’s site. Cody’s a great name for a dog. I’m 100% with you!

(In reviewing…

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