Vanishing biscuits, holiday music and no turkey for Thanksgiving on the path least traveled…..

Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

Here a bit early but with possible thunderstorms tomorrow (won’t be online) and preparing for the holidays, opted to pop in today and share a few thoughts…no weather here yet but a cloudy, cold, windy day, a good day to stay in by the fire and contemplate the tomorrows… were feeding the outdoor creatures and saw a red-tailed hawk, possibly attempting to get a early Thanksgiving dinner….


As it were, the hawk only got a drink of water…there were about 20 sparrows in the brush pile.. 🙂 and speaking of Thanksgiving dinner, were debating on what I was going to have…had chatted with my daughter earlier this week and she gave me an idea… ventured to the grocery and gathered the ingredients for T-day dinner… dressing, mashed potatoes, green beans and a Cornish game hen, and a bottle of Rose Red wine…

fixins for t-day

Were debating on how to prepare the not use the stove anymore, too inefficient, especially for just me, and thought the toaster oven was too small for long cooking, so decided on slow cooking in the crock pot, stuffed the bird with a bit of margarine and spices, coated with olive oil and ground garlic and put in crock pot…

crockpot hen

Let the bird cook on Low for a few hours (while waiting I prepared the dressing, potatoes and green beans, and got the meals for the rest of the week ready also) and when done decided on putting the bird in the toaster oven using Broil for a few minutes to give it a “tan”….

tanned hen

And with everything done, I put helpings on a plate..

t-day dinner

Sealed it in plastic wrap and put in the freezer so when T-day gets here, all I need to do is remove, pop in the microwave and eat…no being in the kitchen all day cooking and cleaning, can listening to holiday music and decorate, how cool is that?! 😀

I also had time to get out the holiday music..

holiday music

And on Thanksgiving day, a tradition here, I will start the holiday music and trim the tree, etc..

While I am not into religion nor participate in the religious aspects of the holiday, I do try to get into the holiday spirit of things, especially giving… I am a sustaining monthly donor of the E.I. Foodbank…


And I do give some extra on the holiday to perhaps help someone have a wonderful holiday and not go hungry… so that is about all for the day, have a few things to do to bring the week to an end… will leave some thoughts by others..

“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart. Wishing you happiness.” – Helen Keller

“Every piece of the universe, even the tiniest little snow crystal, matters somehow. I have a place in the pattern, and so do you. Thinking of you this holiday season!” – T.A. Barron

“It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.” – Agnes M. Pharo

“Bread cast on the waters comes back to you The good deed you do today may benefit you or someone you love at the least expected time . If you never see the deed again at least you will have made the world a better place. “ Author Unknown

That being said, will take my leave now, venture on down the path least traveled, smelling the roses and chasing the rainbows, but shall return again one day on the path least traveled, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

Well, Dairy, have you ever found yourself in the same circumstances on Thanksgiving as the young man Jimmy Dean singing about?? 🙂


The heart will go on on the path leat traveled….

Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

A bit of bleak morning weather wise this morning, but still a fine morning…winter has slowly made it’s presence known, though not official according to the calendar… 🙂 with crops gone, leaves falling and winter type skies, the mornings look a bit forlorn (taken yesterday)…


Another sign of approaching winter is the falling of leaves..while I attempt to keep the leaves off the grass, in the areas where there is mulch, I leave the leaves there (to act as mulch and add color)..


Looks a lot like a state park… 🙂 come spring the leaves will compost away, leaving the mulch..another indication is frost….the other night had a good frost and the rooftops had the appearance of a light snow….


With most of the outdoors ready for the winter doldrums, have some time for closure, sorting through memories while contemplating the future…going through some old photos (did not take very many while I was growing up on the farm.. 🙂 ) I came across one of a cornstalk…


By some quirk of nature, this one particular stalk went ballistic and grew to over 20 feet and had 3 ears on it…in the picture that is my Dad and Mom on the ground, I am standing next to Dad with my sister and my brother is by the ladder..Francis Erle is at the top, it was his elevator where the picture were taken… the stalk was inspected by a number of scientists from different seed corporations.. It was put on display at the station WLS (was still country then.. 🙂 ) in Chicago..will share other memories as time goes along…

In keeping with getting ready for winter theme, I have posted my poem in the past but perhaps now would be a good time for a repeat…

I set here with my tea
And watch the leaves a fallin’
It’s becoming clear that one day soon
Jack Frost will come a callin’

Most of my bird friends have went south
In the southern warmth they’ll stay
But I’ll not shed a tear in sorrow
For they’ll be back again some day

All us creatures that are staying behind
To deal with the cold and snow
Are getting our house in order
And waiting for winter’s blow

The squirrels are gathering leaves and such
To insulate their winters nest
The possum is checking every nook and cranny
To find a place for his winters rest

The bee’s are picking up the pace
Gathering nectar with the morning sun
Storing winter food for the hive
Before their work on earth is done

A spider spinning it’s web of silk
I watched as it grew and grew
Soon to become natures work of art
With tomorrow’s early morning dew

This poem could go on and on and on
But alas, I have things to do
For, like it or not, don’t you see
I need to get ready for winter too.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller, 10/14/2007)

That being said, I shall say byeeeeeeeeeee for now and venture on down the path least traveled, looking forward to what Fate might have waiting…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….

While bringing parts of life and the past to a close, as Andre Rieu will agree, the heart will go on…

Storms, poetry and 51 days till Christmas on the path least traveled…

Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

Kind of a dreary Saturday with drizzle/fog, a good day to relax a bit, putter around the home and contemplate tomorrows…got all the outdoor creatures taken care of with food and water and the “hatches battened”.. as they say in New England, tomorrow the “glass” (barometer) will be falling and stormy weather predicted…

storm risk

My approximate location is under the number 30 in the graph above,…don’t have all that much to chat about today, but thought I would share a few thoughts today, may not get online tomorrow…I am fully prepared here, including reading…some time ago I decided to buy a second Kindle Paperwhite and download all my Kindle books on it… it has more storage capacity than the Kindle I use to read so I have my entire library on it, 200 books and counting…

kindle 2

Can go to it should I lose internet or access to Amazon..I use the other reader, which has less capacity to do my reading… as you know, Diary, I have been sorting and cleaning in the garage, bringing closer to the past, and while , moving things around (and it being November), decided to bring in tugs with the holiday decorations, then take my time decorating for the holidays…

xmas tubs

Not going to use any lights this year…people decorated for the holidays before Thomas Edison were born, thought I would give it a go… 🙂 in the past, I have mentioned about wearing wigs for two reasons, 1; is for mental health as I am not into bald and 2; it helps protect against the elements, reducing the chances for disease.. therefore, following the advice of my late wife and the folks at the cancer clinic, opted for wigs…I do like it long, etc and while I have talked about it, decided to show a is not very good one though not much will help this ole ugly mug… 🙂 not making any statement, just being me and loving it!… 🙂


Well, better close and venture on down the path least traveled, do a double check to make sure all is ready for any possible storms tomorrow, also need to turn the clock back tonight…follow the rainbows and dreams..and speaking of dreams, will leave one more thought from John Raines..

There’s a place where I go that no one else knows,
Where mysteries abound and excitement grows.
A place out of reach of any man’s hands,
Safely secluded in a far away land
Beyond the grasp of those who may plunder
The wealth of its power and its life changing wonder.
I go alone to my secret place, never leaving a trace
For someone to follow and discover my space
Where I keep my secrets, my fears, and my regrets
Away from the world and all of its threats.
It’s mine and mine alone!
The only place I can call my own.
I treasure the moments spent in this realm
Where anything is possible and I’m at the helm.
This place I describe is all that it seems …
It’s a magical place I call my dreams.
(John Raines)

That being said, HI HO HI HO it’s on down the path I go, but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….

Andre Rieu has some music to dream by..

Veggie soup, poetry and Ole Man Winter on the path least traveled..

Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

A cold and dreary Saturday morning weather wise, but still a good morning as I woke up on the green side of the grass…. 🙂 taking a break from getting hobbies, projects, etc. set up for the winter doldrums, including a winter menu… and what better way to enjoy a wintry type day than to combine some crackers;


Some chopped up smoked sausage;

smoked sausage

Some homemade vegetable soup (1 pound frozen mixed vegetables, diced potatoes, carrots, celery, 1 pound ground cicken);

veg soup

And one has a hearty vegetable soup that warms the tummy and body on a cold wintry day;

hearty veg soup

Spent most of last week putting final touches to the outdoors, getting ready for winter..did cover the pond with clear, plastic sheeting (helps prevent the pond from freezing solid and protecting the goldfish over the winter)…

covered pond

It was a good thing I got the outdoors finished for I woke up Thursday morning and not only did ole Jack Frost come calling, but ole Man Winter also… had to scrape the windows on the auto…

glaz4d windsheild

And the top of the auto appeared the have snow on top (a combination of frost and ice)…

glazed car

And with Freeze Warnings out for tonight, there is no doubt that ole Man Winter is giving us the hint that he is in town… but I am as ready as I can get, so bring it on… 🙂 and with the winter doldrums, will also work on bringing closure to the past (while saving memories) and continue to look to the future, building a path to follow while exploring change… and venturing into a world least traveled, looking forward to, with excitement, at what the future will bring, what Fate has instore for me…. 🙂 believe Mark Twain said it best;

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. And gain knowledge of yourself and the world.”

And so, using some encouragement from as poem by Hollianne Boucher;

Life Is Now….

Time flies, and memories fade.
People change and new friendships are made.
Only the true remain forever at our side.
Eventually the disappointment and pain will subside.

It is all about the journey and what has yet to come.
Life is what you make of it; you are what you’ve become.
Life is too short to hold onto regrets.
Forgiveness is key even though you may never forget.

Cherish the good and remove the bad.
Some people don’t realize till it’s gone what they’ve had.
Moving on is a way of life.
There will always be obstacles, pain, and strife.

You must believe that you are strong enough to fight.
You have to believe in yourself to do what is right.
Always do for YOU no matter what you do,
Because in the end the only one who has your back is you.

Never be afraid to take a stand,
And always be willing to lend a helping hand.
A little bit goes a long way.
All it takes is a smile to brighten someone’s day.

Your chance to live is now, so what are you waiting for?
The world is yours for the taking and so much more.
Endless possibilities are forever at your disposal.
The chance to live another day is life’s golden proposal.

Never let anyone tear you down,
And never let anyone steal your shine and make you frown.
So will you sit in the shadows and let darkness win again?
Or will you rise up and make the light your friend?
(Hollianne Boucher)

I am going to sign off now and venture on down the path least traveled, with excitement in the air while chasing rainbows and wondering what lies ahead..but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise, and I will once again share the thoughts and wonders on the path least traveled…

And after briefly browsing the news, I would like to join the New Seekers and teach the world something different besides greed, conflict, extremism, etc…

Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

Have the days activities done for the most part, thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts…. have been working outdoors preparing for winter while keeping an eye on the calendar as one day ole Jack Frost will be making his presence known… 🙂 nature has the same thoughts as with creatures heading south or finding places to hibernate for the winter, it has grown quiet in the backyard and gardens… mainly just the little sparrows hanging around at the moment…

bird feeding

But the little sparrows like it because there are no large birds to bully them around, just have to keep a eye out for an occasional hawk… also bird seed goes a long ways these days… 🙂 have been doing some preparing for myself…with changing everything around in the house, there is no real room for a tall, large Christmas tree…and the old artificial tree was getting a bit worn after years of use…so came up with the idea of using parts of the old tree and putting on the dining room table…

xmas tree

When ready to decorate, will disassemble and put together with decorations… also instead of blogging this weekend, did some errands and got a flu shot..picked up supplies and then Monday decided to do some cooking for putting in the freezer…bacon and smoked sausage here..

bacon and sausage

Had an assortment of other items and also prepared the weeks dinners to put in freezer and take out as needed..had a bit of a mess multi-tasking.. 🙂

cooking for winter

So that has been pretty much the story for the week, mostly ready for winter here…now going to chat a minute about the to paths, one most traveled and the one least traveled..

When my wife passed away a couple years ago, I found myself with a decision to make, which path to take…of course, one would assume the path most taken, BUT..while there are good things on that path, the path is also rife with greed, cynicism, hate, anger, extremism, etc in both religious, economic and social ideology…slowly becoming all that the Founding Fathers of this country came to North America to get away from… a path where it is becoming increasingly difficult for one to realize their dreams, to be themselves, different…

The path least traveled is the opposite.. No social pressures, one can be oneself, to be recognized and respected for who they are and what they feel, being different without fear of being ridiculed, follow ones dreams…while originally not intended to be a philosophical poem, the poem by Robert Frost “The Road Least Traveled” is used as such;

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost

There are no crowds, no societies, no ideologies to be shackled to…as my daughter would say “it is what it is”, but like Robert Frost, I chose the path least traveled and it has made all the difference… the to paths may cross from time to time and occasionally I will browse the other path, but I stay on the one least traveled and follow the horizon…as Louisa May Alcott said;

“Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them. “

And speaking of the path, believe I had better close and finish the day, more rainbows to chase and flowers to check out… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Here are some thoughts from the Seekers…


Mosquitoes, flowers and doing it my way on the path least traveled….

Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

Having a laid-back relaxing Sunday resting up a but in preparing for chores, etc next week.. thought I would pop in briefly and share a few thoughts before closing and settling down to read a bit with the Kindle… puttered around the house and gardens for a bit, checked the mosquito cups…

mos cup

Have to put screen wire around the cup to keep critters from drinking out of the cup… 🙂 the cups are for collecting mosquito eggs…I made them using Ziploc containers, a plastic Solo cup and brown coffee filters… I have four of them and collect the filters every Monday, let dry and then using the USB microscope, I check to see if there are any eggs… here is a picture from last week…

mos eggs

If there are any eggs, I count them, log that in and then seal the filter in a Ziploc bag and send it to the USDA in Kansas and they will attempt to hatch the eggs to determine the type of mosquito present…that finished, I decided to get the flowers ready for the cemeteries on Christmas… easier and cheaper to “roll my own”… 🙂

cemetary flpoeers

After that and other chores, I spent the rest of the morning stocking up on fingernails, again, cheaper to “roll my own“… 🙂

new nails

So, finished all that, had a bite of lunch and now sharing a few thoughts before venturing on down the path least traveled… had a tragedy the past few days out in Vegas.. people dying for no justifiable reason..dying because someone would rather see a innocent creature die than give up part of his/her right to go on a N.R.A. ego trip….so sad.. 😦 don’t have any guns I my world any more, there is no place for guns on the path least traveled…

Leaving the dark side, sharing some thoughts from others about moving on, starting over, about living a life…

Seeds of encouragement..

Making a new start
Is like planting a garden…
It starts out slow at first
but with work, a little sunshine
and some rain now and then,
It can blossom into something beautiful
(Author unknown)

Do not quit..

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit!
(Wade Watts)

That being said, going to leave now and enjoy the rest of the day, toes up and reading a book… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Yes, starting a new beginning, a new life and it being my life I am the only one who can live it, so with a little help from Andre Rieu, I am going to do it My Way… 🙂

Hot, Cold and when it rains on the path least traveled…

Diary from the path least traveled..

Hello Diary,

Thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts before bringing the day to an end… have some good reading downloaded on the Kindle so going to prop the feet up and relax while listening to some easy-listening music… may not even turn the TV on… 🙂

Woke up to a cool ( 46 degrees) fall morning on the path least traveled this morning, with clear blue skies…


Was not that way the first part of the week with temperatures still in the 90 degree range and high humidity.. definitely had an affect on all the creatures that were preparing for fall and winter… got so warm for this particular squirrel that it had to take time for a breather and cool off…

2 resting squirrel

While it were too warm to do much outside, prepared for the coming winter indoors…didn’t want to be setting all the time so will be using some of the hobbies/projects standing… will do some painting standing up….


Also decided to work on the puzzle from time to time standing up, so put it on the dining room table as I rarely use it an will not have to dismantle the puzzle…


Were outside for a time working on weather instruments this morning and found the backyard unusually quiet.. ventured indoors briefly to get some batteries and looked out the kitchen window and saw the reason for the quiet… a Cooper’s hawk had decided to stop in and pay the path a visit…

coopers hawk

It eventually moved on and the backyard became a bustling community of creatures getting ready for winter… will leave shortly but before I go, shall leave some words about destiny;

Destiny sits upon the morning horizon
Always in site, but never clear
And as I travel along the road I have chosen
Destiny remains forever in place
Sitting upon the morning horizon

But as the years pass
And the road spans the distance
Between yesterday and tomorrow
I know my destiny will arrive

For time alone will close the gap
So yesterday becomes dust filled memories
And the horizon of tomorrow
Will be the road of today

For then, there will be no yesterday or tomorrow, only today
And when that day arrives
I will find peace and be complete
For I will be one with my destiny
(Favi F)

And speaking of horizons, can see mine clear with the sunny, cloudless skies… so better venture on down the path least traveled and follow that horizon, while enjoying all the path contains, but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

And on rainy days, a good time to reflect and contemplate while listening to Secret Garden…