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I think I am finally back on the way to getting a few things done... and this will be the final "push" for this trip. I have been really sick for almost 2 weeks now... with my Lupus being exacerbated by who knows what... and it's been very frustrating. I'm still not "up to par"... but it will have to do for now.

In other "news"... There will be an exhibition of my photography at CCMH starting the beginning of November, and going thru the holiday season. All works will be priced affordably... and ALL proceeds will be going to the local Patterson Cancer Care Center here in Coudersport, PA. Hopefully, they will get a sizable donation from this show to benefit all the folks that go to the Cancer Center... and make what is a rough situation somewhat more tolerable.

And so... I need to get busy picking out photos and getting them printed and matted for this show. I hope to pick between 20-25 prints... and it has been requested that most of the shots have been taken here in Potter County.
So... if you have suggestions...or any favorites... let me know :)




*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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"Rainy days and mondays always get me down..." ... or so the song goes.
Well today... it was both rainy... AND ... a monday.
Seems like I have a definate case of the blahs.

I did finish crocheting a scarf the other night... and last night I finished the last of my books that I brought with me from ABQ... this one being "The Lovely Bones" by Alice Sebold. It is a gripping book... and I finished it in record time. Perhaps it is the lingering sadness of this book... that effected me to day... who knows.


The first photo I took from my Jeep as I went to get lunch today

(with some altering on my part as to what the sign actually said).

Then I took the photo of the shed through a large picture window in my mother's living room today... on a moment when the rain had slowed and the sky was very overcast.

My photo for the day is the one below of the apple in my hand. Because it was raining most of the day, I didn't really want to go out again in the cold and damp. And so... I actually took this photo in front of that same picture window. The rain was really coming down at that point... and so I tried to blur out the background and just get the effects of the glistening raindrops on the yard behind the hand I was holding the apple in.


However... on a positive note... I made a fantastic dinner that would make my daughter proud.

I had roasted a pan of fresh garden tomatoes the other night...

((2 tbsp olive oil ... smeared along the bottom of an 11x13 baking pan. Lined with fresh garden roma tomatoes. Brushed with a little more olive oil, and topped with salt, pepper and garlic powder. Baked at 325 degrees for about 20 minutes))

... and I had a few leftover. SO. I mixed the roasted tomatoes with a small batch of stuffing (simple Stove Top stuffing --- 1 box--that I cooked)... and put this mixture into large, garden fresh bell peppers that I had hollowed out and cut in half. I then put the peppers in a baking pan, and roasted them for about 20 minutes at 350 degrees. I took them out, and topped them with shredded mozzarella cheese.. and stuck them back in the oven for an additional 10-15 minutes on low heat.
Man were they tasty!

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Even though I would have been more than willing to sleep in today... I knew there were lots of things to see... and so we went. At the Bi-Annual Gun Show in Roulette, PA... we saw a wide variety of weaponry, camping equipment, war memorabilia ... even books.
We took a leisurely drive around... just enjoying the fall leaves....


After eating a late lunch, we made it back to Coudersport, just in time to watch the Falling Leaves Festival Pet Parade... where we got tons of happy wags and kisses from the various participants...
We also stopped over to the town library... where they had had a fabulous turnout for the 5K run and Ice Cream Social
(to help raise funds to build a new library)...



And then we took a final walk around the carnival...

and grabbed one last Funnel Cake...

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*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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What makes small town living so special?

Corn on the cob... farm fresh produce at the Farmer's Market...apple cider... sunflowers... antique car shows... music from the heart in the local gazebo... Bwana Jim and his wildlife show... parades... led by veterans in the local Honor Guard... decorated bikes... friends and neighbors... the Homecoming King and Queen... the high school marching band... junior cheerleaders... Shriners in Go-Karts... carousels.... funnel cake... cotton candy... dart games... tractors and hay rides...

...and the cutest scarecrows you've ever seen...










*all photos by Elaine A. Russell

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After 4 days of rain... today awoke with sunshine and birds singing...

...but hang on folks... it's gonna be a busy weekend!


There will be a parade, a small carnival, a gun show, special music in the courthouse gazebo, shows by Bwana Jim, an antique car show, HOMECOMING (high school football game, crowning of the Royal Couple, and activities), a farmer's market, lots of vendors with Kettle Corn... Funnel Cake...Italian Sausage...crafts... and more!

...and I hope to see it all...


*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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It's been raining most all of today again... and the water in the flood channel is fast and furious as it moves along. Alot of the trees are beginning to lose their leaves... what with the rain and the wind. And tomorrow starts the long weekend featuring the "Falling Leaves Festival" here in Potter County.

I am beginning to fear that I won't get all of the things done that I would like to do... before heading back to Albuquerque. Part of it has been my own procrastination on things (why do I do this?!)... part of it has been due to the way paperwork moves within government systems. I have been inordinately tired this trip... and some days it seems all I can do is get out of bed... muddle through a couple of things... and the next thing you know... it's 2am.

I don't have a deadline (per se) of when I need to be back in Albuquerque... but I miss my family... and I have a granddaughter due to be born somewhere around the 11th of October. And so... I need to "get it in gear"... and get things done.

One thing I have accomplished on this trip though... is that I have made it a point to go on a drive... even a short one... each and every day. Because of these drives... I have really enjoyed the changing of the seasons... and the beauty of nature that is all around us. Even on rainy days such as today... I was able to get photos that will continue to remind me of the wonders of nature... and the beauty to be had in the everyday.


*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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No doubt... I am about to sound like a "bleeding heart...tree hugging...liberal... naked and dancing under the moon...hippie." BUT... I hate it when people chop down trees. Now. I can understand taking down a tree when it's dangerous. When it's old. When it's falling apart, or hit by lightening... or some such. I can even understand removing a tree if it's too close to your house... damaging your roof ... or whatever. And I know that being here in Potter County... which is essentially the tree capital of the world... I shouldn't mind if a few trees get chopped down...

But today I woke up to the sounds of chain saws and heavy duty trucks. And when I went outside, there were these guys in those buckets high atop in the branches of some neighborhood trees... and they were taking them down ... limb by limb. At the end of the day... they had completely decimated a huge locust tree of some variety... and 4 Norway pine trees. These were huge trees. Grandfather type trees. The kind you hang huge hammocks from and while away the summer. What possessed my neighbors to have them cut down... I will never understand. One of them was dead. OK. I can see taking that one. And one was definitely looking worse for the wear.... OK.. I sorta get that one. But 3 of those huge pine trees were simply gorgeous... and there was no need to have them removed. At least... not to my knowledge.

It breaks my heart. I literally got sick to my stomach. And so... after I had run some errands and done some chores... I went out and focused on taking some pictures of some of the trees around the neighborhood. Lovely trees that need to be remembered for their beauty and grace. Trees that shield us from the blistering heat in the summer... and reward us with artistic color in the fall...




*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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It's raining. I am still sick. I have discovered some paperwork that I thought was taken care of... is indeed not. And I still have some to do (*or do again as it were). It is frustrating.
And so... even though it was chilly and rainy... my niece and her 3 kids and I went and worked in a local garden... cleaning and picking and salvaging veggies. And tonight.... I am making home-made spaghetti sauce.

Two of the 10 books I have read over the course of this month had to do with food. One was "Eat, Pray, Love"... which was good... but somehow I felt a little let down after hearing all the hype around the book and the movie. The 2nd book, was by Molly Wizenberg and is called "A Homemade Life." This was great. Ms. Wizenberg has a really interesting writing style, and I love that she included family recipes at the end of each chapter. So... in homage to that...

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Spaghetti Sauce a la Potter County

-as many cherry tomatoes as I could pick, plus some farmer's market heirloom tomatoes that were left over in the fridge.
All were washed, and de-stemmed.
(Normally, I would have pureed them in the blender at this point...
but my niece prefers them not pureed)
- 2 medium sized cans of organic tomato paste
- 2 small organic onions, chopped fine
- 3 stalks of celery, chopped fine
- about 6 little peppers. Some were ordinary green bell peppers, some looked like chile verde, a couple were banana peppers. All from the garden... washed, no seeds, chopped fine.
- 1 small can of diced mushrooms (it was in the cupboard... so why not)
- garlic. Lots. I used the whole big hunk of garlic... which was about 6 cloves. I like garlic.
- Oregano. Thyme. Basil. About 2-3 tbs each.
-2 tbsp sugar
-salt and pepper to taste.


It's been cooking on low heat for about 3hrs now... in a huge chili pot... and it has been stirred frequently so as not to burn on the bottom. About 1/3 of it has reduced... and I have most all of the tomatoes smashed into bits so that everything is chunky, but thick ... and I am letting it cool down.
Then it will go into containers and be stored in the freezer for an easy pasta topping in the future.
**UPDATE** --this batch yielded 15 pints

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One of my favorite fall movies is... "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown." And every year we sit down as a family with a gigantic bowl of popcorn and watch it. There are lots of words of wisdom to be gleaned from movies such as this... one of my favorites being... (Linus) "Never jump into a pile of leaves with a wet sucker."

Today it was raining all day... and I had a horrible migraine... and things just weren't working out as easily as I had hoped. I was beginning to despair of finding a photo for the day... when it occurred to me that the Catholic church here has a garden behind the church buildings... and I was thinking I would perhaps get a flower picture or some such in between the raindrops. However... when I got there... I was amazed to find a small pumpkin patch... worthy of the Great Pumpkin himself!
What a great finish to my day... some times ya just get lucky :)

*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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Exactly one year ago yesterday; I bought my little Kodak camera. Most of my professional camera equipment had either been stolen or was painfully old and worn... and so I sold the remains and had just enough money to buy a Kodak Easyshare pocket camera ( I paid $140 for the camera, battery, and case). I was anticipating being able to afford new camera equipment soon... and was planning to use the Kodak for spur of the moment shots... and to carry with me all the time in my car.
Of course, the best laid plans sometimes go awry... and here I am a year later... and still with no professional equipment to call my own. Along the way though... I made myself a challenge. I was going "back to the basics" with my photography... and was hoping to re-learn some old techniques... and gain some new ones. I was going to focus (as it were) on trying to get the best photos I could... even though the only camera I had was a relatively simple point and shoot model. No fancy lenses... no filters... no fancy features.
What I discovered along the way... was my "artistic" eye. Without all the cool gadgets and easy to use lenses... I was forced to do what I could within the limits of the camera, and it made me try even harder and become more creative.

All the photos you see on my blog posts for the past year, have been with this camera. Sometimes I edit them in a free on-line program (http://www.picnik.com/), but there are times... like today's post... where the photos are straight out of the camera.

I am considering (self) publishing a book... showcasing these photos from this past year with the Kodak. Sort of a simple... daily photo diary. What do you think.... and any ideas on a title?


*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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Listen to your dreams - those are the sounds no one else can hear. ~ Kobi Yamada

I recently read a saying by Marie Beton Ray... "We are not living in eternity. We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand, and melting like a snowflake."

I've come to realize that there are only so many "tomorrows"... we need to grab life...
((I need to grab life...))... and quit letting things stop me from doing what I LOVE...
what I dream... what I think may just be impossible... because possibly... it may not be...


*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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You already make a difference.
One of the greatest misconceptions that people have is that they feel like they don't make an impact on the world.
Julia Butterfly Hill, a novelist, once wrote "The question is not 'Can you make a difference?' You already do. It's just a matter of what kind of difference you want to make, during your life on this planet."

"Your life can be a path of coincidence, happenstance, and luck, or it can be a purposefully charted course to touch the lives of others and make the differences that only you can make in the world."
Food for thinking on today...


*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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(all photos by Elaine A. Russell)


I am not a financial wizard. Far from it. In fact, I am much better at spending money... than saving money (as evidenced by my completely empty savings account back home). However, this whole past year has been an extended lesson to me in what I need to/should do/can do... to make things a bit better.
And so... I thought I would take a minute and share with you what I have learned. (if you are good with money and have everything ready for when you pass on... please disregard this entire post... and just look at the photos if you want...).
BIG DISCLAIMER: I am not a professional. I am just telling you what happened with my family. Consult a real professional for any kind of advice... financial or otherwise.


You're here? Ok. Let's go..
1. Have a will. Name beneficiaries. Name an executor ... someone you trust. Spell it all out. Don't leave anything to chance (or the state). Yes, I know. But just when you think it will never happen... it could. Prices range from about $50 for the on-line variety to upwards of $1000 for an attorney... depending on what all you've got, and how complicated it could get.

2. Have an attorney draw up a living will while you're at it. Because the last thing you want is to end up on life support for the next 30yrs or so while your family goes under financially trying to take care of you. Here again.... spell it out. Don't want resuscitated? Say so. Don't want IV fluids or antibiotics? Say so. Don't want blood transfusions? Say so. Your family shouldn't have to guess what you would want... and given the opportunity... most families will go way beyond what you may want them to do... should the situation arise ....because they love you.

3. Fill out that donor card. Yes you. Don't be squeamish. It's not like you're gonna need those parts after you're gone... and it may really help someone else out. So... unless it's against your religion... do it. And tell a family member you've done it.

4. Gather up any papers (or copies) that will need to be saved... such as: Deed to a house or property, car registration, car title, and such. Buy a fireproof box and put them in it (get one that locks). You may also want to put in an extra set of keys for the car and the house... just in case your loved ones can't find them. Put a copy of your will in there. Put a copy of your living will in there.

5. Have insurance? Make sure those policies... or at least the policy numbers are written down and put them in the fireproof box too. Once a year, you may want to also put in the most recent policy statement papers so that all the info is there. On the papers... there should be the policy number, maturation date, approx worth, payment information, and phone number to a representative. My dad actually had more insurance than he probably needed... simply because he got policies and then forgot about them once they were paid in full. If they are all in one place... and you check it once a year and update the info... at least you'll know what you've got.

6. Other insurance and benefits. My parents also had insurance that helped them pay for prescriptions... if you have one... put a copy of that in the box as well. Also. When the company my dad worked for changed ownership, or had an active union... there were certain "perks" that became available. When my dad passed, my mom was able to apply for 2 benefits that ended up giving her some much appreciated money towards funeral costs. My mom didn't even know about them... but fortunately... someone else did.

7. What I did for my mom when dad was becoming increasingly ill... was that I bought a simple little notebook. Inside it, I wrote down average bills for each of the utilities... and roughly when they were due. So... one page had average monthly expenses. The next page had average monthly income information *including automatic deposits. The next page had social security information. The next had bank account numbers. The next had medical information (*allergies, a list of current medications, list of surgeries, etc). The next had a list of insurance info... etc. I can't tell you how incredibly handy that notebook became. It was like a one-stop-shop of info. That goes in the fireproof box too.

8. Investments. If you have CDs, IRAs, Mutual Funds... Stocks, bonds... whatever. Make sure you have a copy of this paperwork... or at least a phone number to your advisor/broker in that fireproof box too.


OK. Still with me? Here's some more info I gleaned along the way...

*There is insurance you can get that will help pay for nursing home care. Average nursing home costs... at least here... is about $6,000 a month. Most people don't have that kind of money. Sometimes.... you get "lucky"... in that Medicare/ Medicaid will cover some of those costs. But it depends on your loved one's diagnosis and condition. As sick as my dad was... the thing that actually paid for his care in a nursing home for 2 months, was that he had an ulcer on his backside that required daily nursing care. Yah. He was dying... but that ulcer got him the paid ticket. Go figure. Had it not been for that.... it would have been very ugly. The usual proceedings is that the family ends up cashing in insurance, re-mortgaging the house... or some equally tragic tactic.

If you don't have the insurance, at least think about what you would do if the situation came up. Are there family members that would take care of your loved one in their home? Would you pay for a private care-taker?

There are certain clauses/ laws regarding finances... for instance. .. In some states, property and assets can't be signed over or "sold for a dollar" to family in order to avoid paying for nursing home care...for 5yrs surrounding the person's admission date to that nursing home. If it's within your state's time frame... it's fair game for the state to sell to pay for your care. Sometimes it's "safe" if there is a surviving spouse that needs to live in the house... but each state is different. Find out the rules for your state.

*Prescription help. There are insurance policies that will help you pay for meds. Also medicaid/medicare can sometimes help as well. My father had one medication alone that cost $9300 for a 28 day supply. With help from the pharmacist.... he got that amount cut down to about half through insurance. Fortunately.... my mom has a wonderful family owned pharmacy that takes payments for the rest.

*There are also some wonderful organizations that sometimes help families in financial need like this too. Ask around. You may be able to tap into some help.

*Hospice. Through hospice... we were able to get medical equipment, care, and endless emotional support. I can't thank them enough. Usually these organizations are run by volunteers. Show them some love.

*Then there is the whole issue of funerals and end of life planning. Believe it or not... you can actually pay for everything ... services, casket or cremation, flowers, programs, photos, newspaper announcements, headstones, plots.... everything! While you are still alive. My parents had already purchased grave sites, and had taken time with me to write down what they wanted as far as services, cremation, and such... but not everyone does. I was fortunate enough to even know what songs my dad liked... and how he wanted things taken care of. There were still alot of little things to decide... but it certainly could have been much worse had we not had had that kind of discussion while he was alive.


Lastly... disbursement of your stuff. This should be covered in your will... but hey. Let's take a minute here. If you know a certain relative would absolutely love to have your coin collection or your memorabilia from Woodstock... make sure it goes to them. Better yet, you may want to give it to them while you're still around and see the smiles on their faces.

Now is the golden opportunity to go thru your stuff. Get rid of things you don't need. Unload those clothes from high school that you probably can't *(or shouldn't) wear anymore. Sell off those collectibles and go to Hawaii! Take a cruise.... see the countryside. You will have much more fun recounting that time when the buffalo stampeded you... than having a pretty pink vase or collection of fur coats. No one wears fur anymore anyway.

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Tonight is a full moon... and I am catching glimpses of it off an on as I sit here on the front porch. It has been raining for most of the day... and now there is a heavy bank of clouds that are playing tag with the moon.

I can hear the crickets chirping... and a dog barking off in the distance...

I can see the little brown bats as they dive for bugs under the street lamp...

I can feel the crispness in the air as the weather slowly changes to fall on this ... the autumn equinox...

I can taste the pungency of my bergamont tea...

and I love the smell of the rain on the grass tonight.



((I took my mother out for dinner tonight to a local cafe for garlic hummus and pita bread... fresh from the oven... tea.... and a wonderful Greek salad...Everything was awesome.))


*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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You'd think being "out here in the country"... (said in a voice like a Tom Bodett commercial)... that people wouldn't succumb to the drama of life. Or, better said... that people would be too busy with more important stuff. You'd think... living in a city with half a million people... I would be more accustomed to the particular quirks natural to humanity and living amongst the throngs. But I am not.

The past couple of days has shown me, however, that people are people... no matter where you live. And no place is immune to the stuff of life. That is to say... we all get our feelings hurt... we all occasionally feel put-upon and taken advantage of... we all feel like perhaps there is something "greener" somewhere else... or with someone else... or if we just had "blank" ((... insert thing here...))... life would be easier.

There is a song I know with words in the chorus that go.... "It's a hard life, it's a hard life... it's a very hard life. It's a hard life wherever you go. But if we poison our children with hatred...then, the hard life is all they'll ever know."
The song is specifically talking about bigotry... but it really could be applicable to other things as well. Taken further... we can apply it to ourselves. If we poison our own minds to something... it can truly slant our perspective.
IE: if we expect something to be awful... it generally is.

Now, that is not to say that if we put on rose-colored glasses... our entire life will be sweet as pie.
Far from it. But there is something to be said about hoping for the best... and doing whatever we can to bring that into being.
Positive thoughts... then positive action.

Seems like every book I have read lately has had to do with finding your passion in life... and following your dreams. About being positive in a negative world. About not letting things get you down or destroy your goals. About being optimistic in general, and drawing people to you that are also of a positive mindset. I don't think it was a conscious effort on my part to have picked all these books with basically a theme... but there ya go.

And hey... if nothing else...
"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort." --Albright

*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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Another week has begun... and it was full of sunshine and warmth today. It has been unusually chilly for here (me-thinks)... of course... I am used to being in much warmer weather. However... with the chill comes the reason that so many leaves here turn such brilliant colors... so I cannot complain.

Today our drive in the countryside took us out over Dutch Hill and into the fields and back roads of Jenkins Hill, Ayers Hill, and such. The leaves are beginning to turn... and the sunset was gorgeous.

A couple weeks from now will be the local "Falling Leaves Festival"... and the gun show. The business stuff/paperwork I have been doing for my mother is finally winding down... and things are almost completely taken care of. There are a couple projects I would still like to do... and a few people yet that I would like to see..... but things are getting there.

But for right now... I am enjoying a warm cup of tea...
and the warmth of the sunshine in these photos...


*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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Somehow, I have managed to lose the better part of this weekend, although I am not sure how this has happened. I have been sick... headache, body aches, and with a fever off and on for several days now. Little things seem to take me forever to finish. It is very frustrating. I am sure it is my Lupus... agitated and spurred into action by allergies.
On the plus side... at least it is a familiar problem... and one I can deal with, no matter how annoying.

Today we had a wonderful visit from my fav aunt and uncle... and I have started reading a couple new books, "The Alchemist" by Paulo Coelho, and "Secrets of the Fire King" by Kim Edwards... and tonight I stopped at a local fav place of mine to take my photo for the day...


*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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Exactly 30 days ago... my father passed away.
The sun still greets me every morning.
My coffee still tastes good.
My dog still wants me to take her for a walk every evening.
The moon still cheers me up.
The leaves turn... and time passes on... But I miss him.

*photos by Elaine A. Russell

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Overwhelmed. Seems to be my word for the day. Overwhelmed with things to do... people to see... stuff to take care of... and I am sick. Overwhelmed with news from home... missing my kids and hubby... and news of a HUGE payment on a new water treatment system (*apparently ours died when the city was flushing the lines... and my dear hubby had it replaced yesterday). I am tapped. Broke. Broken.

Tea. Sometimes what I need to do is sit with a warm cup of tea and try to remember that things will work out. Don't know when... don't know how. I just have to believe it. And so... I am trying... (and a cookie can't hurt...)


*photos by Elaine A. Russell