Sunday, January 28, 2024


 

It's been a very unusual 2+ weeks. We lost Sisters Mary Louis on January 8, Mary Grace on the 21st, Maggie Zeller on the 22nd and Cecilia on the 25th, whose funeral we will celebrate tomorrow.  Here is how we honor and remember them during the first month--Cecilia's will be added Tuesday.

If you haven't seen their obituaries yet, they are beautiful. See our community home page.

Sunday, January 21, 2024

Astrid-season 3 is here!

 


If you don't already know OR you haven't even heard of this series OR you're looking for some really, really great shows to watch during these winter days...guess what? Astrid & Raphaelle, season 3 is now on PBS Passport and my friends and I are just ecstatic!

Through some marvelously talented screenwriters, this third season is not the usual, " not quite as good as the first ones"----no, it's even better. We've watched the first four episodes and are seeing the expected great acting, but the unusual realistic growth in all the characters...a growth just like "real people" go through as the years and experiences of life go by. 

Too, we've found the story line for each epsidoe to be fresh, interesting, creative and reflective. And yet all the parts and pieces of the first years that we liked best, are still there: the cammaraderie between the police staff, the weekly circle of discussions among the autistic people as they try to navigate the neurotypicals' world, the friendship between Astrid and Raphaelle and, of course, Astrid herself.

Enjoy! Enjoy!  

P.S. The fourth season is being televised in France right now. 

Sunday, January 14, 2024

How to get through snowstorms


The two snowstorms that filled the news programs and, of course, the Weather Channel, over the past 3-4 days really missed us. The 1-3" of snow that was predicted each morning and evening, didn't materialize. But we did get the cold. Cold for us, that is: 10-15 degrees. 

If your winter months consist of snow or cold you have to find ways to "survive," short of going south for a couple months! My way is primarily to hunker down here at the Mount and surround myself with things I really like. Books I can't wait to read, good movies on TV/streaming services, games on my phone, and just hanging around with friends. But, here is one that is, I suppose, a little odd: I love being in my room, which is kind of like a private den!  You see, my windows look out on the east lawns and woods of our place. You never know what you'll see--deer along the tree line and always birds at our bird feeders for sure. But indoors these two beautiful orchids are both in bloom right now. I could just look at them for hours!

This weekend brought a lovely event, the Memory Service and funeral for one of our 90+ aged sisters who was one of the proverbial "institutions" of St. Mary's Parish and St. Benedict's Academy. Her parents were in the same neighborhood as my grandparents and the families knew each other in the schools and parish. I heard about the Eichenlaubs growing up and so enjoyed the fact that Sr. Mary Louis, in her declining years, would often call me Rita or Pat, my two aunts that she grew up with. So sweet.


Sunday, January 7, 2024

The trees are full of angels...

As we come to the end of the Christian Christmas season, here's one last look at the angels that have been with us throughout. 

"About Angels and About Trees"

Mary Oliver


Where do angels
fly in the firmament,
and how many can dance
on the head of a pin?

Well, I don't care
about that pin dance,
what I know is that
they rest, sometimes,
in the tops of the trees

and you can see them,
or almost see them,
or, anyway, think: what a
wonderful idea.

I have lost as you and
others have possibly lost a
beloved one,
and wonder, where are they now?

The trees, anyway, are
miraculous, full of
angels (ideas); even
empty they are a
good place to look, to put
the heart at rest--all those
leaves breathing the air, so

peaceful and diligent, and certainly
ready to be
the resting place of
strange, winged creatures
that we, in this world, have loved.


In memory of Mary Lou Kownacki, OSB, one year anniversary yesterday.