The Mountain Thymes

 This morning while at the kitchen window, I watched a flurry of birds flock to the two feeders and settle at the birdbath.  I had two Eastern bluebirds, unusual for late fall here, two female red-bellied woodpeckers, winter juncos and my usual daily feathered friends.  Brought a smile to my face and full sunrise this morning, no mountain fog.  My heat pump guy from Mountain Air in Hayesville showed up at my door at 8:15 after another night of cool air blowing from the vents.  I know friends who love 64 degrees inside in winter but we never did.  Thank goodness Cliff and I shared the same inside comforts.  The heat pump needs two new boards which will arrive next week.  The heat pump is about twenty years old.   Made oatmeal cookies and started writing a few Christmas cards.  I'm recycling some from other years as my scanner won't talk to the computer so can't talk to the printer. Very frustrating. Hopefully, Mark can help me when he comes at Christmas.  I'm starting a

Until I can find someone who understands why my iPhone won't download photos to the computer, you have to use your imagination.  Saturday night I attended An Evening of Remembrance for those who passed away between December 2022 to the end of November 2023 at the Baptist church in town put on by Ivie Funeral Home.  Since receiving the invitation in the mail a month ago I hemmed and hawed whether to go as I dreaded dredging up emotions and walking in alone but a week before I dropped by the funeral home to let them know I would attend.  I was okay walking down the aisle and chose a pew towards the back when someone approached me and said "don't I know you?"  She was from the senior exercise class that I took only twice and asked if she could sit beside me as she was alone and didn't want anyone to see her get emotional.  For her to remember me after only only showing up twice I must have left some impression.  I guess not too goofy.  As it happened it was positive