Tuesday, September 8, 2009

A Tradition Since 1938

Welcome to the Annual Gaithersburg MD Labor Day Parade, 2009. Lots of entertainment.
Children chatting it up with the local police..what are all those things on your belt and in your holsters, and how do they work? : )
Multi-cultural entertainment, befitting of our local demographic makeup.
Great music and enthusiastic and skilled dancers.
Outside the Gaithersburg Firehouse Museum. A fine beauty of a fire engine, I must say.
Dancers from Santiago. Music trucks with speakers led the way.
Usually a parking lot by the train station, and for shopping, today it's a place for delicious food assortments, souvenirs, as well as local area agencies and drinks and snacks.
The biggest balloon sculpture I ever saw..a Balloon Vehicle, at least 6 feet long!
The historic Gaithersburg Train Station..still in use today for commuters to DC and Point of Rocks on the MARC Line.
Old Towne Gaithersburg shops, after the street cleaner, and before it was open to traffic again.
The historic Thomas Cannery, which has been rehabbed and made into a commercial establishment with small private businesses.

It was a lovely cloudy day for the parade..not too hot, especially for the dancers and all who attended. The rain held out until it was all finished. Definately a fun way to spend the day.

Don't forget to check out the next upcoming event in Old Towne..Old Towne Day, September 25th, I think. Celebrating lots of local foods, crafts, bands, politicians, local vendors..plus you will probably run into people you know, for a good friendly time and day.

Credit where credit is due..

"A poem written by Rose Milligan of Lancaster, Lancashire, England. The poem was first published in the September 15th - 21st edition of The Lady (magazine) in 1998.

The poem is quoted on many web sites, as either an inspirational poem, or in order to reflect the ethos of that site. It is usually attributed to either "Unknown" or "Anon"."

I guess I wasn't the first person to not give credit to the previous poem- "Dust if I Must". But thank goodness for the information highway and Google for setting things straight. : )

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Everyone Loves a Clean House. But.....

Remember...a layer of dust protects the wood beneath it.

'A house becomes a home when you can write 'I love you' on the furniture.'

I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure things were just
perfect - 'in case someone came over'
Finally I realized one day that no-one came over; they were all out living life and
having fun!
NOW, when people visit, I don't have to explain the 'condition' of my home
They are more interested in hearing about the things I've been doing while I was away living life and having fun.
If you haven't figured this out yet, please heed this advice.

Life is short. Enjoy it!
Dust if you must .........
but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or write a letter,bake cookies or a cake and lick the spoon or plant a seed,
ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there's not much time . . .
with beer to drink , rivers to swim and mountains to climb,music to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must,
but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain.This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,old age will come and it's not kind. .

And when you go - and go you must - you, yourself will make more dust!

It's not what you gather,but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived.

Author Unknown.