Oysterville Daybook Archives

The Wisdom of Pre-schoolers

The Wisdom of Pre-schoolers

When my friend Dick's nephew Christian was four or five -- and let it be said here and now that Christian is now a father, himself-- he made some profound observations, one of which has been rattling around in my head all day today.  It's not the...

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Tomorrow just look at me and think… piano!

Tomorrow just look at me and think… piano!

February 27, 2024 Yep!  Tomorrow a piano and I will have a lot in common -- and thankfully, it's not our legs!   It's the number 88!    Ye.ars for me, keys for the piano.  I was thinking about that today and remembering that once, long ago -- maybe...

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.”…with one a little backwards..”

.”…with one a little backwards..”

The photo Marta took only tells part of the story!  "Here we be the Sapiens Three (with 1 a little backwards..." she wrote.  Both she and Charlie understood why Marta's photo (she being the photographer) was backward and I think they felt they...

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Our Zooming Book Club

Our Zooming Book Club

I'm sure in this Newest Age of Technology -- the one we've shaped to fit being mindful during Covid -- there are many Book Clubs that have resorted to Zoom Get-Togethers to stay abreast of their latest selections.  And, likewise, I imagine that...

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September 13, 1987 seems so short ago.

September 13, 1987 seems so short ago.

Thirty-six years ago today Nyel and I were married At Croquet. Gordon was my Bridesmaid, Roy was Best Man. Joel Penoyar did the honors Much to Willard's chagrin! It was a surprise to everyone Except to my son Charlie My mother had the vapors Dad...

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Sunday-Go-To-Meeting-Day!

Sunday-Go-To-Meeting-Day!

It's always hard for me to think of Sunday as the first day of the week.  After all, it's the last day of the weekEND.  Even when I was a child I was confused by that.  And then the new school week (which became a work week when I began teaching)...

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This old house takes a family…

This old house takes a family…

Along the west side of our house, between the public right-of-way and the fence line, my father planted a row of Jean Marie Rhododendrons.  (Or did Nyel plant them when we first moved in?  I'll have to look that up...)  In any case, once they...

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Fifteen Hours of Lace and… what ladder?

Fifteen Hours of Lace and… what ladder?

It took three of us -- Marta, Charlie and me -- three days to take down the old lace curtains from the windows on our twelve-foot-high walls, wash them one-by-one and rehang them.  Fifteen hours of threading curtain rods through delicate channels...

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Marta LaRue is HOW old??!!!

Marta LaRue is HOW old??!!!

For the second year in a row, Bonus Daughter Marta LaRue of Marin County, California, has celebrated her birthday dinner at the Depot Restaurant in Seaview.  Some of us were with her both years and we no doubt look at least twelve months older this...

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Big Boom, Old Lace, and Evening Fire Circle

Big Boom, Old Lace, and Evening Fire Circle

"Oh say can you see..." we all sang, even though some of us could scarcely hear at that point.   The Honorary Oysterville Militia's Fourth of July Firing Crew had just completed their salute to our nation's birthday.  For those who had forgotten...

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Over the river and out of the woods…

Over the river and out of the woods…

We had designated today as "Errand Day" -- looking for a new stove to replace the dual-fuel one that is so scary to me; searching for comfortable slippers for Charlie -- he-has-serious-foot-problems-probably-genetic-don't-ask; a stop at Verizon...

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Fun! Fun! Fun! And a froggy, too!

Fun! Fun! Fun! And a froggy, too!

Another day to remember!  One of those Fun Fun Fun Days even after I took my little red wagon out for some serious work in the garden!  We had spent the morning at the Artisan Fair at the Oysterville Schoolhouse. Loved the music, the crafts, seeing...

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