Month: October 2015

Meet Me at The Rat Hole

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Just for Fun / Pictures

Here’s another glimpse into Woodstock’s colorful past. I wish The Rat Hole still existed. What fun it would be to drop in for a drink and rehash last night’s Republican candidates’ debate. Many things have changed since the 1800’s, but apparently politics is not one of them. This is the earliest known photograph of Woodstock. The east side of the Square along Benton Street is depicted, circa late 1840s. The “Rat Hole” saloon is shown […]

Autumn in Phase 3

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Growth/Sales / Nature / Pictures

It’s a beautiful fall day in Maples at the Sonatas. I’ve begun posts like this before, and probably will again, because our community is lovely during all of the four seasons. But today is an exceptional, bright, peaceful Sunday. It’s the kind of day that begs for photos to look back on when the winter snows begin to fly. Before you read farther, you may want to take another look at this post from October […]

Happy Anniversary to Me

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Mostly Musings

Five years ago today — October 14, 2010, I left my closing with this key. Now, don’t worry. I’m not going to go all English teacher on you and begin discussing symbolism. We all know about the many meanings of keys. Today is for celebrating here at Home Sweet Abbey. And today is for appreciating the many blessings that have come with my  new home and community. Some of them were anticipated; many were delightful […]

A Study in Feline Beauty

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Cats are difficult to photograph. At least, for me they are. My two are often so cute/playful/beautiful/cunning/charming that I plead with them to hold the pose long enough for me to grab my phone. They almost never do. But this morning, for whatever reason, Shadow decided to cooperate, and here’s the result…. Well, here’s the result after I chose the best of three shots, cropped it, and played with the color. I don’t mean to […]

Hey, didn’t you used to be Miss Dierksen?

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Mostly Musings / Neighbors / Woodstock

Hey, didn’t you used to be Miss Dierksen? Yes, I reply. Yes, I was…. In fact, I still am! I occasionally hear that question—and give that reply—when I’m out and about in Woodstock, though not as often as I did a few years ago. Now in my 14th happy year of retirement, encounters with my former students have become less frequent. But that makes them all the more fun when they do occur. Before I […]