Posts Tagged Missouri
While the majority of those who visit Old St. Charles meander along the main street, there is something to be said about the back of all of those old and historic buildings… other than the parking lots. Can you imagine navigating these steps back in 1800’s attire?
But only if the question was about quilts. While walking along the river front in St. Charles, Missouri we came across a quilting club that had their wares on display around the train depot building. I was naughty. Even though there was a sign that said do not touch – I touched. You can see by the plastic that is underneath the quilts that there was a slight breeze going through. Quilts are beautiful things especially when handmade and handed down through generations. Do you have any? I don’t know if I gave away the one I had ever since I was a child; if I still have it it is safely packed away somewhere but I do know I still have one I bought at an antique shop that I painstakingly hand repaired the worn by time parts.
There’s just something about quilts that make me think of being safe and warm at home.
I am still learning what my new Sony mirrorless camera can do (haven’t found the silent shutter button yet) and sometimes I score and sometimes I miss… but that happens now and again to all of us regardless of how long a time we’ve had our cameras. We had just left the pub and had walked a bit north when I decided the more unique older buildings were south of the pub; meaning we turned around. Most of the people on the street that day were tourists and nothing spoke to me until I saw this couple walking up the street.
While it isn’t the ideal composition I was going for (refer back to the still learning the new camera) I wanted to share it because they were such a unique couple. He looks as if he came right from working on the farm or some carpentry site and she reminds me of someone from the 1940’s. It’s not the best photo as far as sharpness and no body parts cut off but I feel they are quite the special couple.
I’ve had a lot going on lately. Some of it has been stressful, some ongoing and painful and some was so what I needed. I won’t bore you with the first two categories; they have and will continue (hopefully not for too long) to dictate how often I will be posting. I’ve just returned from visiting Missouri though and that was the so needed part. This photo was taken while sitting in our favorite pub in Old St. Charles, Missouri. Nothing like a pint and a photo, huh?
But as this photo taken a few blocks south of the pub says, enjoy the little things.
And I totally enjoyed this super little thing and the rest of the family. You cannot see it from this photo but I was wearing a Wonder Woman shirt. We were 2/6th of the Justice League ♥
It’s finally here and hopefully will stay until it is time to pass the baton to summer. And with the change of seasons nature is slowly waking up and giving us back the colors we’ve missed so… and a lot of rain! This photo is from my Instagram feed (@imagesbytd ) and was taken in St. Charles, Missouri – right outside of the restaurant where the baby and the pancake incident occurred – where at the time spring had sprung more than here in Ohio.
I don’t know what kind of tree this is but the little pink blooms were a welcome sight.
This has been an incredibly fast year to me. We’ve traveled to Arizona, New Mexico, New Hampshire, Maine and back home to Missouri – twice. I had a birthday party, during a heat wave of all things, that was attended by family and friends; some I haven’t seen in years. I went hiking in Arcadia, had really really fresh lobster and Maine blueberries (they really are smaller than the ones I usually get at the grocery store), was slightly terrified driving along the Apache Trail, went up in a pink elephant hot air balloon at the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta and I got to meet three blogging buddies in real time. I also discovered that I like green chile sauce – didn’t see that one coming at all. I’ve also gotten wrapped very tightly around the little sweet finger of the new grandson.
While this year has been wonderful in many ways it has also been stressful and sad in others. I won’t get into politics because if you know me you know how I feel about things and that is none too chipper. This year has seen many entertainers that I have enjoyed for so long leave us far too early – Prince, Bowie, Rickman, Reynolds and Princess Leia (yes I know her name is Carrie Fisher but she will always be Leia Organa to this nerdy girl) to name a few. I have prayed for friends that were very sick and fighting serious illnesses and I cried with a dear friend of mine who lost her husband of 35 years. It finally reached a point where I couldn’t and wouldn’t turn on the news because I just was tired of seeing all of the vitriol, violence and senseless killing that was going on across the globe and here in the states. Peace on earth and goodwill towards human kind? It does occasionally happen… occasionally.
There are no immediate plans on the horizon for us for 2017 other than we will be back in Arizona sometime in January. I do have my eye on photographing my way through parts of the parks in Utah and DH has even suggested we rent an RV for that. That will be a first but I have friends who can help me get over my hesitation about that. Other than Utah we still have St. Lucia, Hawaii and Scotland on our wish list and DH’s Aunt and Uncle have invited us to visit them in Devon, England again.
I hope to meet some of you in person this year if at all possible but even if we don’t I hope we continue to “see” one another here in the land of blog in the new year. May 2017 be a blessed year for all of us. See you next year 🙂
Happy New Year!
My naivete about wines goes back many years but I will say I have gotten better. When I was living in Missouri I only knew about certain wines based upon what a server at a restaurant would recommend (sometimes that being the expensive stuff not the good stuff) and when I would visit state wineries and sample their wares. One winery that will always remain dear to my heart is the St. James Winery in St. James, Missouri. Why? Because the last years of my fathers life were spent at the veterans home in St. James, Missouri… just on the other side of the highway.
Every time I would go visit him (an almost two hour drive from where I was living) I would drive right past the winery so of course I just had to stop and taste and bring home a bottle or two or three. They made some great grape juice which the then kids would inhale; I had to take to hiding bottles from them to make it last until the next visit to Grandpa. I started out enjoying their sweet reds and then moved slowly up to the semi-sweets and then dry.
Wine shock happened when I moved to Ohio and discovered that not only did they not carry my then favorite wines but that because of certain laws I couldn’t even order it. Woe was me. I have since learned so much more about wine and have developed new tastes but whenever we would drive to Missouri I would stop and pick up a few bottles of my old faves and bring them home. Since we fly more than drive that has pretty much come to an end. I love to visit the wine section at the local stores when I am home for a visit and smile at the St. James bottles. Shopkeepers probably think my cork is a bit loose but I don’t care. I’ve experienced wine shock in reverse now; some of what I enjoy in Ohio I cannot find in Missouri. How interesting.
On this most recent visit home I saw this display and was sorely tempted to try it but I didn’t have anyone to share it with (not to mention I don’t really like sweet wine anymore) so I just smiled remembering my visits to my father and walked away. Lately, I’ve found that one or two of the wines from St. James are available locally but they are the too sweet for me varieties but whenever I pass them on the shelves as I go scouting for my favorite Cabernet, I pause and say hello.