Dave was released from Dr.'s care this week and now only has to go for physical therapy once a week til we leave. He's keeping pretty busy puttering around Beluga, taking care of small jobs he hasn't had time to fiddle with. We're eating our meals on a rickety card table while he refinishes our lovely old oak pedestal table. You'll remember that my over zealous rubbing with Dawn liquid lifted half of its finish. I needn't have worried, Mr. David's Woodworking Shop has pick up service and the table is well on its way to health. A few more coats of clear and it will be back in the kitchen again.
|trusty card table pressed into service|
Wednesday I met cousin Amy for lunch in Batavia. She lives on Grand Island (across from the Niagara River and Niagara Falls) so Batavia is about halfway between our two houses. We lived next door to each other from the time she was born until we got married and moved away. Her mom was my mother's sister and one of the most beloved people in my life.
We haven't seen each other often in the last some years, but we always stay in touch and it was wonderful meeting face to face and getting caught up on each other's lives.
|Amy sent me this beautiful sunset picture from her porch....see the mist rising off Niagara Falls in the distance?|
Later this morning Dave and I went fifth wheel shopping with dear friends Cindy P and Walter. They've been in the market for a smaller, used rig so they can travel a bit and still enjoy the company of their sweet doxies. They've been combing the internet for something that would fit the bill and today it was love at first sight! SOLD! Its an older, very well made beauty that has been used lightly, and carefully maintained. We look forward to its arrival in their driveway.
After our busy morning shopping we stopped by my favorite farm market, Hurd Orchards, to buy some fresh Cortland apples - Dave's favorite. As we walked into their huge old barn and browsed among the bushels of apples, dried flowers, candles and gourds, we were suddenly overwhelmed by the need for a slice of warm apple pie! There were tables scattered around the rustic interior of the barn, complete with linen table cloths and pitchers of fall flowers, and the four of us enjoyed wedges of their Northern Spy Apple Pie topped with a dollop of fresh whipped cream. My my, we were pleased with ourselves...
|following a pumpkin trail into the apple barn at Hurd Orchards|
|lovely flowers on our apple barn table|
After our little snack we popped back into the market and bought a few goodies to take home. I just had to get a whole pie, it tasted just like my mother's used to...Mmmmmm