Friday Ramblings

I am so glad it Friday! I love Fridays, I thought I
would post some pictures of what my garden did look
like. I think by Saturday evening, all that will be left
will be just memories and these pictures. It is time for it to
just be dirt. The lovely Field of Dreams is going to bed.

I have to collect seeds for next year. I really did love
having a whole row of Zinnias. One of the things
as I was thinking about what to post I remembered when
I was listening to Laura Bush she said that
Harper Lee came to the White House and she
got to meet her.
I think that was about the most exciting thing I ever
heard. I think maybe, for most people wouldn't you say
To Kill A Mockingbird, even though required reading,
is about the best story ever.

The first time I saw it, I was little, and my Mom and
Dad would take us to the drive in and we would put our
blankets and our pillows in the back seat and when
we would get to the drive-in my Dad would get out and
go to the snack bar and get popcorn and grape soda.
We would watch the cartoons which would be Tom and Jerry.

It was a Disney for the first show and then we were supposed to
go to sleep in the back and Mom and Dad would get to watch
their movie.

I didn't lay down in the back seat and go to sleep. I watched it and
I loved Gregory Peck and Scott and Jem. When Mr. Radley put cement
in the hole in the tree It scared me to death. I always wanted that cigar
box with the marbles, and the soap carvings of Jem and Scout and the old
pocket watch and the big crayons. I was so glad to know years later that
the lady who played Scout was given the cigar box with all of that stuff in it.

The one part that is in the movie that also scared me was when Atticus
Finch shoots the rabid dog. My Mom yelled at me to lay down and go to sleep.
I peaked through the crack between the seats and watched it anyway.

I read the book once or twice a year, I laugh my way through it. I love the bit
of life that is gone. When I was a kid, and my Dad bought his first grocery store.
It was on what people called the bad side of town. The thing that most people
didn't know was they really were the best kind of people. I think I love that book
because the people I knew as a child were out of the pages of To Kill A Mockingbird.

I hope you have a lovely Friday. I know a Nor'easter is headed toward my friends
in Canada and Maine, so batten down the hatches. I wish I were there. Our air
conditioner is still running. :)

Oh, that men would give thanks to the Lord for His goodness, for His wonderful works to the children of men!

(Psalm. 107:6)