Following A Trail Of Spoons ... This Is Entertainment!
What is it about spoons and January?
Tuesday, January 1, 2013 – My husband and I attended a lively New Year's party at the Kentish Guard Amory. The members were dressed in uniforms spanning a couple centuries. The one that caught my eye was the cook's smock, with a bent spoon protruding out of a shoulder pocket like an epaulette, which is a prominent shoulder ornament worn on a military uniform. Humorous!
Wednesday, January 2, 2013 – I edited and posted a link to an old story on my Netwalking facebook page. It is about Boesch Farm and mentions a curious bird, called a spoonbill, along with a few other curious things.
Tuesday, January 8, 2012 – I went to the East Greenwich Free Library to attend the Annual Meeting of "The Friends of the Library," which concluded with a performance by entertainer Rory Raven, who bent our minds, along with a few spoons.
Thursday, January 10, 2012 – I posted an announcement on my personal facebook page... about a family adventure at Boesch Farm the following Saturday, and I reposted the link to the spoonbill story... netwalkri.com/THE_NEXT_PAGE.html ... so called because it is simply one page of a much longer story.
Friday, January 11, 2012 – My daughter's best friend shared an educational link on facebook, "How to Bend a Spoon." She had also attended the Library performance.
Saturday, January 12, 2012 – My husband and I showed up to hike in the rain, and of course we were the only ones. Sitting on the ledge of the Boesch Farm Information Board is a dirty spoon. We took off to explore some really muddy territory and found a lot of funny stuff, so of course I had to write about what we found... netwalkri.com/BROKEN_TRUST_.html ...THIS is entertainment!
Spoons. Go figure. Who is feeding me all this information?
M
10:54 am on Friday, January 18, 2013
Have you lost anyone lately?
http://www.thesignregistry.com/index.php
Wendy Fachon
3:14 pm on Sunday, January 20, 2013
Oh, I'd thought of that already. My Uncle Bill passed on a couple of months ago, and I attended the service at his old church in Pelham Manor. He had been a Presbyterian minister. I have memories of (1) sitting on the back deck of their home next to Chapel-by-the-Sea on Captive Island, drinking "scoops" while watching spectacular sunsets over the Gulf; (2) driving through the Ding Darling Bird Sanctuary to watch the roseate spoonbills feed on shrimp; and (3) having lunch with them at the Mucky Duck.His three sons refer to him as "Pop". I suspect my grandma also had a hand in this recent adventure. She was a bird enthusiast and an avid environmentalist. Many are here to guide me.
Wendy Fachon
4:35 am on Monday, January 21, 2013
M
Come to think of it, perhaps it was the other Uncle Bill... and Maga... "Please give me a spoon, Bill." At family reunions we would sit around a formal dining table attempting to hang spoons from our noses... I believe Maga was the instigator of this charade... Maga and Bill passed within two months of one another... about three years ago.
Or it could have been Rebecca Spencer... a woman I never actually met... I only know her story, because I read it off of a stone in a cemetery down the street... OR it could have been Gram Nads... who taught me how to use a measuring spoon and how to keep my cards close to my chest... http://www.netwalkri.com/CARD_PLAY.html
Wendy Fachon
8:10 am on Wednesday, January 23, 2013
What is it about RAVENS and January? While walking last Sunday morning I heard the crows (ravens?) up in the trees... going "Haw haw haw!" Two flew over to perch in a tree directly over my head. When I pulled into the Trader Joe's parking lot later that day, a raven was pecking at a piece of trash... printed with the word "Barbecue"... such a foreshadowing for the Patriots.. ouch, just heard a bird smack against the kitchen window. Black humor!