Friday, April 25, 2025

Lesson 896: Clutch

Hello, Readers.

Here is my lovely spring capture

of my favorite tree

and not-so-favorite 

dirt pile.


Easter was nice this year.


The bunny always comes in clutch at the Lamp Post.




My lens for the Groupie,
did not come in clutch.
We'll add this set to
the Awkward Family Photo Folder.





My lens was in the right place
at the right time
for this clutch capture
of the clutch player
clutching his momma.

It's probably my favorite 
baseball photo of #25.


It was my second favorite baseball game
I've ever watched Sam play.
The Huskies were howling!

Photo credit:  Mackenzie
from Mackenzie's Sports Photography

What was your first favorite game, Eloise?
you ask.

The 15 inning game in Smethport
to earn our way to States
in 14U Little League.
Stories are told
and retold 
of that crazy game.

Here's Sam
coming in clutch 
on his AP Calc 2 homework.
He's earned his title
of Scholar Athlete.


I have to post this
of our other scholar,
soon to be a hooded Masters graduate,
and Speech Pathologist.

Seven years ago--
our lucky #13
orange-knickered Ellen!


Early Easter morning,
this beautiful half moon
was hanging low over the vineyard.
I always love to see the sunrise,
especially on the arrival of Easter Sunday.


It was beautiful out
as the sun was rising,
so I threw on a sweatshirt
and drug my yoga mat out onto the driveway.
Who says you can't do yoga 
in chilly Pennsylvania
on Easter morning?

Look what Yoga session I landed on!


Friendy Wendy and I 
are going through a 30 Day Yoga With Adrienne.
We agreed to go through the YouTube playlist
together, 
each on our own time.
I just did Day 20 
before I started typing this blog.
I should call her Bendy Friendy Wendy.

I'm planning on going through 
all of the 30 Day Yogas
in succession,
starting from the one I'm on now,
 posted 10 years ago,
through the present.
I've done 4 or 5 of them 
from the recent years.
I'm going back to the beginning
so I can see when she gets her dog!

Eloise highly recommends
this free and accessible wellness wonder.
She comes in clutch for me every single day.
Her videos are all
free on YouTube.


This is Adriene and her dog Benji.



Check it out! 
There is something for everyone.
I recommend starting with her Playlists.


Adrienne is from Texas,
and so is another one of my favorite
writers,
speakers,
and thinkers--
Ryan Holiday.

I would REALLY love for you 
to listen to this speech
as you are driving
or 
twiddling around this weekend.

He was supposed to give it at the Naval Academy.
After reviewing the content,
he was uninvited
minutes before the event.
Ryan Holiday's content
did not align with Naval beliefs.

Seriously?
See for yourself.

Thank you to the US Navy
for making sure that the rest of America sees this.
Please share it with others.



Click the link below.
Speech topic:  Wisdom

We need to look to the Wisdom
of Mother Earth.
We celebrated Earth Day
by taking the pups for a beautiful walk.

Where were we, locals?





Like "How many licks did it take to get to the center 
of a Tootsie Pop?"

This game is called
"How many pics did it take to guess where
we were walking?"

Penn State Behrend
by the track
and the walking bridge.

This might be a fun game to continue.
I'll have gather some prizes.
You have to have prizes
if you have a game.


If you listen to Ryan Holiday's speech
the entire way through,
message me 
and I'll send you a prize.

I really will.
You want one of my prizes.
They are collector's items.
They are 5% random
10% odd
and 85% fun.

Eloise


















Friday, April 18, 2025

Lesson 895: A Little Bird Told Me

Hello, Readers

A little birdie told me

that it is Easter weekend.



The week leading up to tonight was a blur.
School was extra busy,
The Lamp Post was flashing red.
Emergency!
Eloise had a facial nerve flare
and I was pacing the house for days.

If any dear Readers
have had any experience with 
trigeminal nerve issues,
please message me.

The pain has resolved,
but it left me depleted.
Pain saps your strength
and stamina.

Today was much better.
A slow morning without school.
Sun rising in the east


to greet the moon still hanging around in the west.


I love it when that happens,
and I catch the moon in a blue sky.


Spring is rebirth.


We got our three snows
on the daffodils!


Spring is reaching for the light.


A little bird told me that 105 Fridays from now,
I'll be writing my 1,000th post.

I tend to be a Plan for the Best-er
rather than a 
Prepare for the Worst-er,
so I'm planning on being here to write it.

I've thought about that post,
and I'm sure I'll treat it similarly
to every other Friday night.
Look through the pics.
Delete the bad ones.
Upload the rest.
Post my faves.
Write the
story.

I think I will make available a link 
to my personal 
Great Work.
It will be my
Great American Story--
played out in a country
that I have believed
has ALWAYS been Great.

I started working on a cookbook
several years ago,
if the Longtime Readers recall.
I even asked some of you
for recipes.

I still have those recipes--
although they had to be converted
to be read on Google Docs.

That book,
like my Book Club That Is Not A Book Club
still doesn't have a title.
It will be similar to these,
written by Ree Drummond,
Pioneer Woman.


I love her cookbooks 
because they not only have belly-filling
family recipes-


but they are also filled with photos
of the step by step directions!



Ree also includes her personal photos
of her children, pets,


and scenes out on the ranch.


So...
the aforementioned 
Hot Cross Buns
did not turn out like Ree's.


Don't be afraid to write in your cookbooks!



I spent an extra 20 minutes
sawing off the bottoms of the
Burnt Cross Buns.

Homework assignment:
Check out Ree Drummond's 
cookbooks,
blog,
or cooking show.

Did you ever wonder where I 
got the need to assign reading?

Grandma, of course!
She still assigns me reading.



She doesn't have to twist my arm too far
to read Erie Reader.
Hey, look!
My favorite book store people!

I took a few minutes to 
breathe without pain
and enjoy the morning
and I was so thankful
on this very good
Good Friday
morning.

Last week,
I sat with my book
and held it on my lap
but couldn't open it.

I held my warm coffee cup,
and brought it to my nose 
to enjoy the aroma
but couldn't take a sip.

I watched the birds,
but couldn't raise my camera
and extend the lens.

Today I watched these little birdies,
a bonded pair of doves.
They appeared to be having 
a conversation.

What are these little birdies
telling you?











Eloise