Best and Happiest Days

A New York Times article a few years back recommended that for your New Year's resolution, you make a habit to take note of those times when you are really happy! I do. It is like the gratitudes - it changes your life. Today was one of those happiest days.

My day began with my dog walk which today was to the Post Office to mail some postcards I'd had made of my latest paintings, but that wasn't the happiest part, maybe it was for my dog, Uma though.

When I got home, I laid out her dog bones and biscuits, her treats for when I go somewhere without her, then I set off for my Chair Yoga class at The Station in Merchantville. I have written about The Station, also known as Eiland Arts Center on 10 E. Chestnut St. in Merchantville, NJ before. It is a cafe' with excellent food, the most delicious soups imaginable, and it is an Art Gallery. Sometimes, they also have live music!

In the upstairs Gallery, they have Yoga classes, and my class, Seated Chair Yoga, is at 10:15 which is the perfect time for me to get up, wash and dress, walk the dog and get to class without stress. Seated yoga is also the only yoga I can still do with my declining joints. Today, however, there was a bit of stress because on the way, there was a trash truck, a Fed Ex truck, a public service bus and I caught EVERY red light between my town and Merchantville, but I did get there close to on time. I always try to be perfectly punctual. I think I was 5 minutes late. I tried not to let it stress me out too much, though, because it is YOGA! The practice is all about relaxing. The motto is "Do no harm to others or to yourself." I love that thought.,

I have made it my special practice to forget time and concentrate all my mind on the motions, my breathing, my body, make it meditative, not an exercise class. It works. I no longer think about time when I am there. I am in the FLOW! And when I get up to leave, I am so loose and relaxed that I feel very different from the person who walked in. Today I was musing on my way in, that it used to cost about $150 for me to get my hair colored: highlights, low lights, ash blonde color, washed, cut and styled and blow dried. That would last about 2 months or so. That same amount of money bought me 8 weeks of Seated Yoga once a week! I stopped getting my hair done the year of the pandemic and I am saving a lot of money which I can now use on paying my sister to help clean and on yoga classes

After Yoga, down in the cafe' I buy the soup of the day; today it was herbed potato soup, to take home for lunch. And I bought my favorite coffee treat: pumpkin spice latte' which gives me a nice gentle energy push to get some art work done.

For the past couple of weeks, I have been working on 6 x 6 inch canveses for a Fundraising effort at the Station. Artists are picking up the free canveses and painting on it and donating the work. All money raised goes directly to Fishtails Animal Rescue. So far I have done five: 1-Girl with jumping cat 2-Man with jumping dog 3-Luna moth 4-Lucy the Elephant in Margate 5-a 3 dimensional shark advertising miniature golf at the seashore. Next I am going to do a rabbit from the back yard and maybe the T-Rex outside the Museum of Natural Science, or maybe a snowy owl, or maybe my cat Lucky on the fence like a tightrope walker. could even decide to do a cow or a chicken. Don't know yet.

Anyhow I was really happy today, really joyful which felt like sunshine inside beaming out, an uplift like being buoyed on an under tide of warmth and goodness, a kind of effervescence. And this blog post is me "taking note of when I feel happy!" Hope you find your happiness too! Jo Ann wright45@yahoo.com

Art Opportunities this Spring and Summer 2024

There is a lot going on in the local Art World and in my world in particular. My favorite Art Gallery has always been Eiland Arts Center at The Station on 10 East Chestnut Ave., Merchantvile, NJ 08109. It is a vegetarian cafe' and coffee shop too. I first found this gallery and cafe' years ago when I was searching out old Train stations. I have a soft spot in my heart for them because I am of the generation that in our childhood rode in passenger trains and it was a great adventure. It marked me forever. Also, in my childhood, trains had a major role in most black and white movies and even up into the color era, for example in White Christmas, which my family watched every Christmas for decades.

So, when I got on the mailing list and began to be included in the call for artists for juried group shows, I signed up with enthusiasm and I have been showing in that gallery in every group show to which I have been invited ever since. The next one in which I will be showing celebrates the 150th anniversary of the incorporation of the town of Merchantville, which is also where I went to high school and graduated in 1963.

For that show I have done three paintings, one of the old pharmacy on Centre and Maple which is now a photography studio, and two from old news articles about the history of the train station from the early 1960's which I used as resources for two paintings roughly 2 feet by 3 feet framed. I love the way they turned out and I liked them so much, I had postcards made of them at BELLIA Copy and Print Center in Woodbury. By the way, this is a great copy/print center. For many years, I had a wish to have my work in postcard form. I didn't know how much it would cost and I feared it might be expensive. It isn't.

For anyone who has read my blog before, you know of my passion for postcards. It stems from my childhood when my Great Uncle Yock, who worked at the post office in Ocean City, would put our home address in Philadelphia, on any postcards that came through with postage, message, but no address. So we got postcards from strangers all the time. It felt like good wishes from the Universe. I got 50 made each of two paintings, scanned, sized and printed on card stock, glossy for $60! Now I can share those railroad paintings with everyone.

EILAND ART CENTER at The Station in Merchantville - two shows coming up. 1 - Artists who wish to participate in a fundraising effort can pick up a 6x6 inch canvas at the Station and make a painting on it of any kind of animal picture to donate. The money from All paintings sold will go directly to Fishtails Animal Rescue. I have done 5 paintings and I had a ball! I did a painting based on an old photo from the 1970's of my sister and her cat, Chance, who did the trick of jumping from one brick pillar in front of our house on Linwood Ave. to the other about 5 feet away.

For that show I have also done a jumping dog painting based on an old photo from the 1980's of my dad and his favorite dog, Wonder Dog, another jumper. Also for that show I did a painting of a Luna Moth which entranced me as a young woman visiting my family in West Virginia where, often, huge and luminous Luna moths came to die on the veranda. And for fun, I did two paintings from old photogaphs of mine of a shark in a miniature golf avertisement on the boardwalk in Ocean City, New Jersey, and Lucy the Elephant from Margate. If I'd had time, I would have done the huge gorilla from Kongo Golf, and Mighty Joe Young from the Pine Barrens.

So that's two shows coming up - the Fundraiser for the animal rescue is due May 1st, and the paintings of the train station will be delivered on May 29th for a show that will run through July and August. I am really excited about this show.

The third and final show is ARTS in Bloom in Cherry Hill to be held at Croft Farm. That show will run from May 5 through 16th and the Art is to be dropped off on the 1st. It is juried, so you pay your entrance fee and drop off the work then pick up whatever isn't accepted.

For that show, I plan to do a painting of Bercham's dyked farm on the Maurice River in Millville, the last operating dyked farm in New Jersey. It is a famous farm and the popular subject of many paintings by South Jersey artists. I have photos from so many trips on the Maurice River with Captain Dave's excursion boat. Also I have a photo of a Rail bird hunters' shack that I thought I might paint.

To be able to do all this painting takes a great deal of free time, free from housework, from errands, from lunch out, from all the other demands on time in the ordinary day. It takes me about a week and a half of 5 hour stints of painting to complete a larger painting. To do a smaller one usually takes two days of 5 hour stints.

My phases run: 1-Choose my inspiration, print out a resource. 2-draw the picture on the canvas 3-paint in the large areas of background colors 4-start detailing 5-refinement and correction after studying the painting for awhile, usually overnight 6-finishing touches 7-framing and hook and wiring DONE

I should add, finally, that painting days make me very very happy. The meditative quality of it eases my natural running stream of anxiety. Aside from the relief of anxiety due to the meditative quality of my style of painting, there is the joy in the accomplishment that I experience. I am always happy with the work - rarely disappinted in it. It closes a circuit of LOVE from my love of the look of something in the natural world to an acted out appreciation of it through translating it via my brain and hands and skill.

Right now, I can add that to my daily gratitudes and say I am grateful for the desire to paint and the ability to paint that has been a gift to me since childhood, along with my ability to write. These gifts are truly gifts. The three graces for me are Reading, Writing and Painting!

Before I close, I need to add that Woobury Friends Meeting has given me permission to open an Art Gallery in the Reception Area of the now empty Underwood Building. Jerome Barton and Susan Hagan have their Stained Glass Studio there, and now, right next door, I have the Friendship Art Gallery! There are 30 works by 6 artiss on display there and our opening day was March 10th. This show will be up until I feel like changing it. We have a Gallery Committee of 6 (the ones whose Art is on display - (the founders of the Gallery) but they pretty much leave the decision making in my hands. This is thrilling beyond my wildest dreams! I could at some point, have a solo show if I wanted! there are so many possibilites for this Gallery!

Happy Trails my Friends! Jo Ann wrightj45@yahoo.com

Good Friday - Suffering and Death - a poet

Just coming back from my Chair Yoga class and feeling particularly loose and comfortable in my skeleton as a result. A thread of texts from my Woodbury Friends Meeting reminded me of two things: the film - The Ten Commandments, and Shrove Tuesday pancakes!

For those of us who consume pancakes on Easter Sunday but don't any longer remember how the tradition began, here it is: On Shrove Tuesday, we frail and sinful mortals confess our transgressions and get ready for the fast - we "shrive" and hence, when we are through, we "shrove." To be thrifty, we use up our perishables (the tradition began before refrigeration) such as eggs and milk and fats, so we prepare for the fasting season by eating pancakes.

Today, for Christians, it is Holy Friday, or Good Friday. This is the day when Jesus Christ, having been tried and convicted on Maundy Thursday, of blasphemy by The Roman's puppet government in Judea (who actually thought he was a revolutionary and meant to overthrow the occupying Roman army) crucified him. He died between noon and 3:00 p.m. in pain and suffering. He actually was a revolutionary and did eventually overthrow the Roman army philosophically.

We all die eventually and many of us in pain and suffering, and I was thinking about that today because and old friend and gifted poet, Dan Maguire died recently. I only just found out because I don't have facebook any more having deleted it in protest of the junk that funneled through it like a sewer pipe. He was a brilliant, talented and vibrant human being who suffered a series of brain aneurisms, although I don't know if that is what finally killed him. He had moved to Baltimore and I lost touch with him but had tracked him down into a care facility in New Jersey. He had told me a long time ago that he was not able to take care of himself anymore and his home had fallen into squalor. His son had come to help him and undoubtedly surmised he needed full time care and gathered the other offspring to make appropriate arrangemtns. March would have been his birthday.

Like many old people, I am reminded of the other deaths that have been way staions on my own journey, my great-grandmother's death, my grandmothers' deaths, my own parents' deaths. I am the oldest sibling, so I will no doubt be the first of my immediate family of offspring to die. Usually I have said to myself and friends when we discuss age and dying, that I don't fear death but I fear disability. My mother suffered a stroke and 6 months of wheelchair paralysis before death saved her in December of 2000. I wouldn't want that fate. But my mother bore it with Christlike patience and submission.

My father's death was more rapid and he was fairly able until the last two weeks and then had hospice care before he was safely and humanely assisted out of his mortal coil. I have no idea what will happen to me.

Jesus was on the cross from 9:00 a.m. until 3:00 p.m. We know he asked God why he was forsaken. We also know that his being and his teachings went on to transform the Barbarous ancient world through the martyrdom of thousands of early Christians and disciples who spread the words of Love, forgiveness, compassion and generosity. Like Jesus they forgave their tormenters because the cruel and barbarous "knew not what they did." Thos lost souls were ignorant of and blind to the light of goodness and love. I haven't had much personal experience of committing cruelty but I am certain it doesn't feel good afterwards. I imagine it hurts like some internal bramble bush with wicked thorns.

Back to the origin of this essay, however, The Ten Commandemnts - the film! We were talking on the Woodbury thread about Easter traditions, hence the foray into pancakes. We also talked about the annual family film festival. All of us had shared the experience of watching The Ten Commandments and Easter Parade. I remembered the opening years of the great epics when Technicolor had just been invented and Cinemascope.

On our high school graduation trip to Washington DC in 1963, we were treat to the extravaganza of The Ten Commandments for the first time in Cinemascope. The movie screen was gigantic and the layers of heavy gold curtains were drawn back dramatically to the waves of orchestral music that washed over us and then BOOM! Huge, spectacularly bright and vivid colors so large and so loud that we were immersed in the film, drowned in it, swept away in it. It was as though God spoke directly to us in that film. Remember, television ahd only recently become available to those families with union working fathers who had the expendible cash to be able to buy this new luxury item. My grandfather had the first tv in our entire neighborhood, then my father bought one, and the screen was small and the images were in black and white.

I still remember the first movies I saw on the BIG SCREEN in technicolor - the great epics withe the swelling tidal wave of orchestral sound that carried them - Lawrence of Arabia, Doctor Zhivago, and of course, that first introductory film, Ten Commandments.

I will watch that tonight on my small laptop screen through some streaming video service, probably netflix, but I will remember the glamor and the drama of the original viewing when I was a child and went to the matinee in our home-town theater with my blanket and my pillow because the Ten Commandments was sooooo long!

And all weekend, I will drift into thoughts of Jesus, how he died to show us the way to face our human destiny with the courage of gentleness and submission rather than the rage of unbridled beast-heart. I will read the Sermon on the Mount again and strive to incorporate those thoughts and instructions into my life.

Happy Easter! Jesus Christ and all he represent of the better part of human nature may have died in one way but his teachings have lived on into immortality in the souls of millions around the world.

Peace and Love!

FRIENDSHIP ART GALLERY

Five Friends, three of them members of the Woodbury Friends Meeting, came together to open an Art Gallery on the grounds of the historic Woodbury Friends Meeting, in the Underwood Building located across the adjoining parking lot. The Gallery opened on March 10, 2024 during Woodbury Friends hosting of Salem Quarterly Meeting. It will be open by appointment only and during community wide event days such as Woodbury Colonial Day. You can also reach a member in person at 12:15 on Sundays after weekly Meeting.

Beginning in Spring of 2025, the gallery will host an open group show on THE ENVIRONMENT. All exhibitions are juried shows. Works can include traditional landscape paintings, photography, botanical drawings, fiber arts such as quilts and needlework, woodworking, to name a few. All work must be framed, wired and ready to hang. For more information you can contact Jo Ann Wright at her e-mail address wrightj45@yahoocom, or if you are familiar with other friends, you can contact Carleton Crispin, property manager, or Jerome Barton, stained glass artist, whose studio is on the premises of the Underwood Bldg.

Thirty works currently on dispay include paintings, photography, stained glass art and 3-d printing. This show has no specific theme but several pieces honor March Women's History Month as the show opened on March 10, 2024.

We hope to see you and we hope you find this an opportunity to exhibit your work if you are a painter, photographer, quilter, woodworker or ceramicist. Works may be offered for sale but all sales must be arranged between artists and buyers not through the gallery. Contact wrightj45@yahoo.com for more information.

Spring is a season for beginnings! Happy Trails, Jo Ann

43rd Annual Nanticoke Lenni Lenape Pow Wow

The 43rd Annual Nanticoke Lenni Lenape Pow Wow is the Strawberry Moon Pow Wow. It will be held on Saturday and Sunday, June 8th and 9th, 2024 at the Salem County Fairgrounds, 735 Harding Highway, Woodstown, NJ 08098. Bring a lawn chair.

There will be tradition dancing in contests, music, car show and on Sunday, a church service.

Stoney Creek Singers and Red Blanket Singers will perform music.

On March 10, 2024 Woodbury Friends Meeting was pleaed to hear Chief Urie Ridgeway speak about the current world of the Lenni Lenape people in New Jersey as well as their history in the region, their history with neighbor tribes and with Colonial settlers among many other topics. He is a charming and interesting speaker and Friends learned a great deal.

New jersey Quakers (the Soceity of Friends) have had a long and warm history with the original people of the Delaware Valley which continues to this day.

It has been many years since I visited a Pow Wow, which are held across the nation throughout the year. The last one I attended was in Rancocas and it was fascinating. I had visited it two or more times both as a teacher, with students from my school, and as a mother with my daughter. We learned a great deal and enjoyed the visit. I hope to be alble to attend this year's Pow Wow as well and see how the Pow Wow has evolved.

New Jersey State Council on the Arts/Salem County Heritage Commission

Happy Trails! Jo Ann wrightj45@yahoo.com

Gloria Steinem's Birthday March 25, 2024

On March 25, Gloria Steinem will be 90 years old. She has been an inspiration to me in so many many ways and now, she is an inspiration in longevity!

One of my saddest and ONLY regrets came from an episode after I left my ex-husband Michael in 1981. I took very few things because my car, a very old VW beetle had failed inspection and had a 24 hour "off the road" sticker on it, so I basically left on foot. My brothers helped me move a few sticks of survival furniture, a roll-away cot, a small table and some chairs, some art supplies and my clothes. But what I had to leave on the curb on trash day were three or four precious crates of Second Wave Feminism books and magaines It broke my heart but my back hurt even more and I could't carry those crates up all those steps into that dreary little 2nd floor apartment over a pharmacy on Haddon Ave. in Collingswood. I was done, flattened on the road like a run over cat. But I have regreted that so frequently since. There were feminist magazines that only came out twice like rare colorful mushrooms in the forest.

It is hard to describe, now, the wild fervor and enthusiasm of the Second Wave Feminists in my college from 1970 to 1974. We were doing everything, writing, painting, publishing our own magazines, one of a kind books, making all kinds of artwork. We were marching, wiping our faces clean of the costume of feminity that was eye make-up and lipstick and we were wearing earth shoes so our toes could finally spread out the way our souls were.

An avid reader, I read everything from the Feminine Mystique to Ruby Fruit Jungle and everything in between. Those early, lively, revolutionary copies of Ms. Magazine were breathtaking. There were issues featuring the latest artists and musicians and their wild forays. The one I remember best was about "Woman House" a collaborative art venture where artist took each closet and room in a house and transformed it into an installation on the female experience.

Sadly, today, Ms. Magazine is like a well meaning but deadly dull old club lady in a chintz chair editing the church bulletin. I have a couple of copies I can't even get myself to read. It isn't that the writing isn't sincere or true, but that it is unmitigated dull drudgery on the plights of women in third world countries, long dull prose pieces, well meaning but dry. The fun and the wild explorations are gone along with our youth.

The outre' vanguard of Second Wave Feminism has doddered into our old age, and we are tired. I am tired. I am busy seeing to my personal survival in a body that increasingly just can't make it up the stairs anymore, much like that day I left the crates on the sidewalk. It reminds me of an old dog I saw once, who, eagerly watching the frisbee his human had thrown, lumbered to its feet and made a whole hearted effort to go fetch it, but fell down and lay there panting.

To celebrate Gloria's birthday, I have bought a book of hers published in 2019 called "The Truth will set you free though first it will piss you off." Truth be told I have a lot of trouble reading with my failing eyesight.The last book of hers that I read was "My Life On The Road." Her life on the road started early with her childhood in the car with her traveling salesman father.

Like me, Gloria had no advantages beyond those given by physical nature. She was good-looking and intelligent and those two gifts carried her far. Like Gloria, I was good-looking and intelligent and that's how I know how much benefit those two traits bring to the life of a woman. Also like Gloria, I took a short and, in my case, dangerous, foray into the world of marriage and made my escape into what Elizabeth Cady Stanton called "The Splendid Solitude of Self." What Virginia Woolf called "A Room of One's Own." And in that state, I have resided comfortably for more than 40 years. I hope, like Gloria, I can remain in comfortable solitude of self until I reach my 90th birthday. Who knows?

Happy Birthday Gloria Steinem, My Hero! wrightj45@yahoo.com

New Starts for Old People 3/18/24

I don't know about you but I am a big fan of AARP magazine! Today, I read three articles and two were about two people who thought they were at an end anf found out they were at a beginning! One man had dropped off the end of a career in dance due to age and illness and found a new life in the Southwest where he had gone to he thought die. He went to his mother's house for care and found a community in poverty where he could show young peope the path from an interest to a career in the entertainment arts, dance, theater, music.

The second article was about a man who had started in small town journalism but had gone into a careerr running stores. After he and his wife retired, they found a new life in Edenton, South Carolina, which readers of Early American Life Magazine will recognise as one of those quaint, historic communities where people's houses are often featured in magazines devoted to American history and Colonial architecture. He started as a volunteer columnist covering things like boyscout annual breakfasts and found himself writing for half a dozen other local newspapers and even covering a corruption case of a local official paying himself unauthorized raises!

This caught my attention because I have recently found myself in a similar situation. I oined Woodbury Friends Meeting about three years ago. When they lost their 50 tenant in an outbuilding due to bankruptcy, they found themselves with a couple of serviceable but not easily rented out building spaces. At the same time, a former Art student of mine, and a stained glass artist was looking for studio space. Next thing you know, we have a flourishing stained glass studio and a brand new Art Gallery! The Friendship Art Gallery just opened on March 10 with works from three Woodbury Friends Meeting members and three stained glass artists! I never dreamed I would be running a gallery at the age of 78! Now I am so excited thinking about themes for future shows and how to get in touch with and encourage other artists to exhibit their work in our Gallery! You never know what the future may hold.

Also, on a separate note in 2019, at age 73 I won a prize at The Eiland Arts Center for a fabric multi media Art piece I did celebrating Teh Suffrage Ammendment, and last year, at age 77, I won the Founder's prize for a multi-media fabric and painting Art piece I showed in the Annual exhibition of the Haddon Fortnightly scholarship fund raising Art Show celebrating Women's History Month. Two prizes and an Art Gallery in my 70's!!

Happy Trails friends and good luck blazing new ones!

St. Patricks Day - Irish Literature

It seems only fair to write about Irish literature on the eve of St. Patrick's Day. I am watching a series on Netrlix called The Rebellion, which is excellent, but more about that later. First and foremost I want to mention an Irish Poet who was my teacher when I was in college: Basil Payne. He was the kindest, most humble and lovely man, so unlike the pompous male English Department professors I knew at the time. I just bought my third copy of his book of poetry, Another Kind of Optimism.

Also I wanted to remember Edna O'Brien who wrote The Country Girls Trilogy which was a big favorite of mine in my late teens, early twenties and which came out in 1960. It was three books that tell a coming of age story when I was coming of age myself. I can't remember much about it except that I loved it.

So these were my favorite Irish authors. According to google the following list is the most famous Irish authors:

Great Irish Writers

James Joyce. James Joyce is usually the first name that pops in to people's heads when they think of Irish writing.

Oscar Wilde.

W.B Yeats.

Roddy Doyle.

Bram Stoker.

Maeve Binchy.

Jonathan Swift.

Samuel Beckett.

I have loved W. B. Yeats poetry, and enjoyed one or two of Maeve Binchy's novels, such as Under the Copper Beech Tree, but I would't say she was greater than Edna, and why not bput Edna on the list anyhow? I have read Roddy Dole and, of course, Jonathan Swift (in my college English survey course-Gulliver's Travels). We all know Bram Stoker's Dracula though I doubt anyone has recently read it. And again, in my college survey course, I read Oscar Wilde's Importance of Being Earnest and don't remember anything about it, but I do remember the Portrait of Dorian Gray. As for Samuel Beckett, I saaw a television version of his play Waiting for Godot and that's all I have to say about that. Conession, I could only make heads or tails out of Ulysses by listening to it on audio tape (somewhat, anyhow).

Thomas Flanagan gets nary a mention although his trilogy on Irish history is probably the most well known and most widely read of contemporary writers on Ireland and the best introduction to the broad sweep of the modern era of The Struggles: The Year of the French, The Tenants of Time, The End of the Hunt. I read them all and found them thrilling and immensely informative. Big recommendation to anyone interested in what happened in Ireland in the last 125 years.

Well, it is time for me to get back to my series on Netflix, The Rebellion, which I mentioned up in the first paragraph. Starting with the Easter Rebellion of 1914, it is very well done and goes nicely with Billy Collins a very recent film nearly ruined by Julia Robert's inability to even make a ghost of an attempt at an Irish accent. The solution would have been to let her play an American character rather than an Irish woman with an American accent!

Before I leave, Lady Gregory is tugging on my sleeve! I enjoyed her play The Rising of the Moon but she is most famous for her book on Irish Myth which I didn't read. She is also famous for co-founding the Abbey Theater and keeping Irish theater and literature alive during the worst years of British repression and tyrrany in Ireland, the 1930's.

Happy St. Patrick's Day, and in case you are wondering, yes, my mother's family is of Irish descent. The family name was McQuiston and they were what was known as Scots/Irish Protestans (Episcopalians) from the North although my grandfather's family (Lyons) were Irish Catholics from the South (the Republic).

Slainte (pronounced Slancha)

Women's History Month EVENT - one of my favorite places GCHS Woodbury

New Woodbury Museum Exhibit for Women's History Month

A new Women's History Month exhibit at the Gloucester County Historical Society in Woodbury spotlights three dozen of the county's most remarkable women and their achievements. Included are entertainment and sports icons like punk rocker Patti Smith who graduated from Deptford High School and Tara Lipinski who spent her early years in Sewell; law enforcement and military officers like Kim Reichert, the county's first female police captain and Lieutenant Commander Frances Willoughby, the first female physician commissioned in the U.S. Navy; civil rights advocates Loretta Winters and Irene Hill-Smith, both NAACP Presidents; scientists like Eleanor Vadala of National Park who helped develop Kevlar, and Gibbstown marine biologist Sylvia Earle; and dozens more from the 1700s to the present whose vision and accomplishments helped make the County what it is today.~ ~ ~

MAKE A LUNCH OR DINNER ADVENTURE OF IT. The GCHS Museum is located across the street from Charlie Brown's Fresh Grill, one of Woodbury's most popular restaurants. Stop in for a cozy meal before or after your visit to the Museum. Parking is free in Charlie Brown's lot, the Museum's lot on Hunter St., or the Gloucester County Justice Complex Parking Complex that is also on Hunter St.

The GCHS Museum58 N. Broad St. Woodbury, NJ 08096 Hours: Tuesday, 6 pm to 9 pm Wednesday, Thursday & Friday, 12-4 pm 3rd weekend of every month (Saturday and Sunday) 12-4 pm

Google Map Google Map: https://bit.ly/gchs-google-map

Charlie Brown's Restaurant 111 N. Broad St., Woodbury, NJ 08096 Hours: 11:30 am to beyond 9 pm all days of the week.~ ~ ~

Organization: Gloucester County Historical Society Contact: Sandy Levins Phone: 609-505-0311 E-mail: sandy.levins@gchs-news.org Event Date: Through the month of March Event Location: Gloucester Country Historical Society Museum, 58 North Broad Street in Woodbury

My former Mother-in-law's pieroghi's

My former mother-in-law, now long deceased, was a wonderful cook of traditional Polish food. She made her own pieroghi's, cabbage filled or potato or cheese. And she made golumpki's9peppers stuffed with ground meat mixture and cooked in sauce, sometimes instead of peppers it was cabbage leaves), nad stuffed vine leaes (I forget the names of most of the things she made. She also made a delicious cherry soup.

She was a complicated woman. When she cooked for her husband, her son, and me, she refused to sit down at the table and instead stood at the stove, cooking and serving more things. I had never seen anything like that before and I was embarrassed to eat when she was seated, a big faux pas in my family. You never began to eat until everyone was seated, especially mom.

Elma was her name. She was a thin, wrinkled woman about 5 feet 5 inches tall with should length wiry gray hair with a pronounced widow's peak which her son inherited, and grayish colored eyes behind her glasses. Elma was exceptionally emotional, at least compared to my world where my father was the only one who emoted on a regular basis. When Elma wasin some kind of emotional state, usually brought on by the unheard of rudeness of her son, she cr5ied and took to her room and her husband, Herman, took to his hide-away in the basement.

Her son, Michael, demonstrated a form of rudeness I wasn't to see again until my youngest brother reached his mid teens. I am the oldes of five and when I was growing up, Dad ruled like a Medieval king and No ONE would dare be rude to him or to my mother. At my former husband's house, the temperatmental and emotionally unruly son ruled the roost.

The first time I ever met Elma, I arrived expecting the typical suburban Anglo-Saxon style family, but I met something that I recognized years later as a more European scenario. Michael's mother, Elma was dressed in a floor length beaded, circa 1920's formal dress and she had Der Rosenkavalier record playing on the record player. Michael immediately chastised her for humiliating him and she went to her room in tears. I couldn't really understnd what she had done wrong. It was surely different but how was she at fault? She was like a character in a novel and I was a child of novels. My ex-husband's behavior, to me, was far more out of line.

That was years before I knew he had emotional instability, mental illness. All I knew was that he had an explosive temper and no boundaries or awareness of others when he blew his top. It was years before I knew that offspring can inherit traits that haven't been expressed in their parents but in their aunts and uncles. For example I read a study of offspring who had schizophrenia and also webbed toes. Neither of the parents had these traits but the father's siblings had them. Elma had a brother of whom no one ever spoke but over the years I had bleaned that he had been homeless and on the streets in Camden and had a mental illness as well as a mathematical gift. He had been very gifted but his illness eventually took over and he was dysfunctional. >p/> When I married her son, Elma, who I think always had wished to have a daughter, bought me 12 ovely negligees for my honeymoon. I was deeply touched. I felt sad for her when I left her son. We never really spoke because I was afraid that any contact would attach him to me again in some way and he had intimated that he would kill me if I left him.

His company had transfered him to Colorado which was my saving grace. Funny because it was a life insurance company, Insurance Company of North America, and they turned out to be my life insurance because they took away my greatest danger.

To make Elma's pieroghi, you can skip the dough making and buy Mrs. T's piroghi in the frozen food section. So far I have only found the potato but perhaps there are cabbage and cheese ones out there somewhere. You boil the water, drop in the frozen pieroghis and cook until tender. Meanwhile you lightly sautee a diced onion in butter in a skillet and when the pieroghi are finished, use a slotted spook to remove them from the water and laightly sautee them in the onions. Serve with a dollop of sour cream. I used to make her stuffed peppers too, only with brown rice not her meat mixture which was two or three meats ground together I am a vegetarian.

I cooked so many things today and none of them turned out well plus it gave me a terrible back ache and made me think of all the old women over all the uears cooking until their backs ached.

On a lighter note. I think we shoud celelbrate "The DAy of the Window Opening" Today was the first day warm enough to open a window in each room and let the hint of spring come in and freshen the air. I hope my back recovers in time for me to get up and close them when the sun goes down.

Happy trails - through the world, through your memory - Jo Ann

wrightj45@yahoo.com Jo Ann

Overcoming depression

Personally, I have found it to be a lifelong practice and struggle to ward off depression. Here's an example - A week or so ago, I saw a film called THE LAND OF STEADY HABITS. It was an interesting film with good acting but the part that stuck with me and tortured me for days afterward was about a depressed young man who was accustomed to using drugs to enhance or excape from him emotional state. In the film, he is drawing a graphic novel about Laika the dog the Russians sent into space. He says "One of the scientists regretted for years having sent the dog into space because he said they learned nothing of value to justifiy the death of that dog." I actually remember that Sputnik event and the dog, Laika.

It makes me cry every time I think of that betrayal of trust and hope that they displayed toward that dog. Some of the Russians actually felt the same but went along with it anyhow. One of the dog handlers took Laika home for a few days to be with his family to do something nice for the dog - What a horrible betrayal to show that dog a family that might be hers and then turn her over to die from a torturous rise in heat in the capsule. Her heart and respiration rate displayed her terror at take-off and a few hours later the cabin got hotter and hotter until it killed her.

They knew when they sent that dog up into space she would be going to her death. They had no plans for return. They rounded up a bounch of homeless dogs and picked the female that was friendliest and most docile.

I was driving in the rain today, with my dog in the car, running errands and in the drive-through at Walgreens, I suddenly became overwhelmed thinking about Laika and began to cry. I used my magic mantra to save myself BE HERE NOW. And I stopped thinking about anything beyond the moment and focused on a beautiful evergreen tree beyond the fence of the parking lot. It saved me once again.

All of my life I have practiced and struggled escaping from the quicksand of melancholy; mostly I have become skillful at not allowing it to drag me down and crush me. I have read many books that dealt directly or indirectly with mood control and emotional balance and most effective of them all has been Pema Chodron's books. She is the Buddhist teacher and abbot of Gumpo Abbey in Nova Scotia and she has written two dozen books on coping with fear and uncertainty and the many 'derangers' of the army of melancholy. I have read them all and listened to all her cd's. She has saved me.

I read up some more on Laika and the Russian Sputnik era, we Americans also are guilty of animal abuse and have used primates, our closest relatives for space and many other lab crimes.

A graphic novel actually has been written about Laika by graphic novelist Nick Abadzis, but I won't be reading it. I have to leave that story alone and simply do what I can in my life to help the animals I have adopted and care for. Also, I have to care for myself.

It gave me an insight into my daughter and her efforts to protect herself from my sometimes contageious anxiety and melancholy. I inherited the melancholy from my father. The anxiety runs through the whole family for many generations, most markedly on my mother's side. If you don't get a grip, it grips you and you smoke, or drink or take drugs to get awway and none of that helps. Those tools are the tricks of the evil demons of depression.

The helpers are meditation, nutrition, the outdoors, books by Pema Chodron and many other Buddhist teachers, and all kinds of mindfulness training like yoga. I am now signed up for Chair Yoga - very helpful.

Happy Trails, my friends, and I hope these breadcrumbs help you find your way out of the woods when you are lost. Jo Ann

Women's History Month Projects

This morning, I dropped off my Art Project for Women's History Month - it is called PENNANTS. It is 8 pennants with portraits, cameo style, of famous and successful modern women like Opra Winfrey, Kamala Harris and others. It will be on exhibition tomorrow at Haddon Fornightly for the Annual Through A Woman's Eyes Art Show that is held in cooperation with a high school group called the 50 - 50 Club. Last year I won the prize for "most on theme Art Piece" but I don't do the work to win, I do it to celebrate Women's Accomplishments and it always make me learn something new. In my e-mail today, the National Women's Hisory Project invited everyone to participate in this event, which I thought was wonderful, although I can't participate because my eyesight has become so poor from the Fuch's Dystrophy (a chronic degenerative disease of the cornea). Back when my eyesight was good, however, I transcriped the typed version of Ann Cooper Whitall's Diary, housed at the Gloucester County Historical Society Library. The original is held at Swarthmore in the Quaker Collection. I was grateful to the kind person who transcribed the script version to the typed version, for sure. So here is the notice for the Clara Barton transcription event. By the way, what will you do for Women's History Month? You could do something simple like watch a movie! Or you could even think about our mother's lives compared to ours! Happy March Women's History Month!

This Women’s History Month, join us to transcribe Clara Barton’s papers held at the Library of Congress! Help unlock the past, one word at a time, by delving into the archives! This virtual, free event is open throughout the month of March to anyone who wants to be a part of an essential, crowdsourced public history project! How much you transcribe is up to you. Try it once or join every day—every little bit counts!

Transcribing historical documents is the process of taking (generally) handwritten documents and putting them into plain text. Transcription improves the searchability, readability, and accessibility of historical documents for people who use screen readers or other assistive technology. It also makes them searchable by keyword and easier to read. The Library of Congress’ By The People project supports the transcription of documents in their archives.

This March, the National Women’s History Museum encourages you to help transcribe Clara Barton’s papers! Nurse, educator, philanthropist, lecturer, and founder of the American Red Cross, Clara Barton (1821-1912), kept diaries throughout her life. We need your help to make her writings more accessible and, by extension, more widely known!

Review of SISI - pbs passport - a historical period series about Austro-Hungarian Empire

If you don't have it, I strongly recommend the PBS Passport which costs oly $60 for a year and offers an infinite set of shows, series in every genre. My favoirite is NOVA - I just watched a great NOVA documentary on Astronomy in Senegal, and before that an update on one of my favorite archaeology/anthropology subects Oetzi the Alpine body found that is the oldest human remains in the world. But right now, I am watching Ssi (short for Elizabeth) about the Bavarian Duchess who married Franz Joseph the Austrian Emperor in 1850.

There are so many things to think about while watching this series. I am on Season 2. First of all, the constant maneuvering of alliances to keep the baying wolves from attacking. All the little nation states and empires are constantly in danger of being gobbled up by a neighbor which is what happened to Hungary. Austria gobbled it up. And Napoleon, the hungriest wolf of all is marching across Europe gobbling up one country after another until, as we all know now, he bites off more than he can chew and loses his army to the Russian winter. In the series, Napoleon is gobbling up Lombardy and Franz Joseph is trying to make an alliance first with the confederation of German speaking city/states, the German Convederation of Saxony, Hesse, Prussia, Bavaria and 35 other principalities. Eventually, Prussia gobbled up those neighbors and the country of Germany was created. All of these little countries came about by the disintegration of the Holy Roman Empire. What

What it reminded me of was Putin's attempted take-over of Ukraine and the scramble of the Nordic neighbors, Finland, Estonia, Latvia and Sweden to get into NATO for protection from this greedy insane neighbor who is waiting to destroy them in order to take over their land.

What came next to my mind were thoughts about the connection between feudalism and patriarchy. The young females of the aristoratic land rulers auctioned off up the scale of royalty as breeders for the dynasties. Young Elizabeth of Bavaria was 16 when she married Franz Joseph, Emperor of Austria, who was 23. When she is giving birth to the first offspring of their union, the crowds outside the palace weight expectantly while the church bells toll, first the safe delivery, then the sex of the child. A sign of disappointment when it is revealed the child is a female and not a male heir to the throne.

Queen Victoria who was reigning uring this same period as the drama Sisi is set, gave birth to nine children. That is one year pregnant and another year breast feeding and recovering, so total of 18 years of childbearing, although of course, royal mothers probably employed wet-nurses, poor women who breast fed other women's babies for pay. Childbirth is a traumatic experience which although universal is nonetheless, of colossal proportion in physical pain and fear. Having done this once myself, I truly cannot imagine having to go through it 9 times! The average women prior to birth control gave birth to 7 children. "One in every three children born in 1800, died before its fifth birthday."

The array of diseases in staggering from smallpox to cholera, diptheria, typhus, measles, whooping cough, etc. I know these names from all the innoculations my daughter received when she was a baby. Death rate for women in childbirth is also shocking.

Primogeniture means that only males inherit, and this was the standard throughout Europe until late twentieth century. Male children inherited the property, and the Empire! And they had rights to the children as well. A woman gave birth but the man owned the woman and the children. This didn't change until the successive waves of Feminist Revolution that were always occuring but reached greater success in the Feminist fight for Suffrage in England and the United States in the 1900's. Without the vote, women couldn't change the laws.

My latest Art Project is called Pennants. It is for the 'THROUGH A WOMAN'S EYES" Annual Art Exhibition held at the Haddon Fortnightly in Haddonfield, NJ. It is a joint effort of the Haddon Fortnightly Women's Club and the 50/50 Club of high school young women. About 75 artists participate in the show.

My project was 8 pennants on a cork board with portraits of women of success in 8 fields: Art-Kara Walker, Books-Christiane Amanpour for Journalism, and J. K. Rowling for fiction, Entertainment-Opra Winfrey, Media Mogul, Beyonce and Taylor Swift, music billionaires, Politics-Kamala Harris, US Vice-President, Religion-Nadia Bolz-Weber, NYTimes bestselling author and influential Lutheran pastor, Pema Chodron, Buddhist abbot of Gumpo Abbey in Nova Scotia and successful author of two dozen books, Sports-Serena Williams, Technology/Science-Charpentier and Doudna, Nobel prize winning creators of CRISPR, the gene editing process, and finally, World Affairs-Greta Thunberg (Climate activist) and Malala Yousefzai, activist for female education in the Middle East.

Doing that project was a demonstration to me, of how far we have come. Yet the fight goes on. Here in America in 2024 the battle for control of Women's Reproductive rights still continues. And here in 2024 a greedy neighbor still attempts to attack and grab a neibhoring country. But the processes are still evolving. From the German confederation to world wide unions like NATO, we are learning to form cooperative grops to protect us. And women, at least in Europe and the United States have close to full equality in the law.

What all of this means to me is that there is evolution, but the struggle is never over. Right now in America, a would-be dictator and exploiter of women attempts to turn back the clock and destroy democracy and replace it with a theocratic/dictatorship, and a lot of people support him. "The arc of the moral universe is long but it bends toward justice." Martin Luther King. This hopeful message reminds us to stay faithful and active. Also, doing a project like Pennants showed me the material proof of this observation.

Just this month a female member of Sinn Fein was elected president of Northern Ireland, Michelle O'Neill. Rutger's Astroner Kristen McQuinn will lead NASA's Science Operation Center for the Nancy Grace Telescope. Each week another notable woman shows how far we have come.When I watch the NOVA documentaries, I am thrilled to see the proliferation of women scientists narrating the programs and working in the Labs. We still have a long way to go (technology is slow to progress) but we are headed in the right direction and making good progress. And, by the way, I forgot to mention one of my favorites Angela Merkel two time Chancellor of German and often cknowledged as the chief leader of the Econimic Union in Europe! Let me not close without a nod to the past and Golda Meir - were she only here now, perhaps peace would once again grace the Middle East and an end to the war between Israel and Palestine be stopped.

February Black History Month - suggestions

Gloucester County Historical Society a block down from our Meeting is exhibiting on African American Troops in the Civil War, so if you are local and free, you may want to drop in and visit. We have shared some events with GCHS and their library and museum are a treasure!

Also, if you have Netflix, you may want to view RUSTIN which has been nominated for film awards and is an excellent and riveting film about the Quaker Civil Rights activist Bayard Rustin. So there is a go-to and a film and one more -

All the local Camden County Libraries are featuring music events Motown to Rock and Roll AND there is a Henry Louis Gates documentary coming on PBS on Gospel Music!

I hope this helps everyone find something interesting for February Black History Month. Perhaps someone else has a book review to offer.

HappyTrails my friends! Jo Ann wrightj45@yahoo.com

More on the Vegan transition

Well, it is the first month of my transition from vegetarian to mostly vegan. I say 'mostly' because I am not an absolutist and there are things I may not give up, like honey for my tea. we shall see. So far, to replace my daily snack of cheese and crackers, I have enjoyed pita bread and Sabra brand hummus; my favorite flavor is roasted pine nuts. I warm the pita bread for 50 seconds in the microwave and especially in this cold weather, it makes a very satisfying snack. I have tried other kinds of hummus and Sabra, to me, tastes the best.

For another alternative to cheese as a snack, there is peanut butter, walnut butter, and almond butter. I usually buy walnut butter because I love the flavor of walnuts, and for an extra taste boost, I add a little Nutella hazlenut butter which has cocoa in it. By the way, on another subject - SMOOTHIES - I make Nutella smoothies and you can heat a cup of it on low for 1 or 2 minutes and it makes a delicious hot drink! I have transitioned away from my favorite SIGGIES yoghurt to Silk, soy yoghurt. It is not an improvement. First of all Siggis has less sugar and a denser, thicker, creamier texture. The Silk hoghurt is kind of gluey and too sweet, but I only use it for smoothies so it isn't a big deal. I wouldn't eat it for a yoghurt choice though. To make a Nutella smoothie just throw a handful of walnuts into the blender, followed by two bananas, a cup of yoghurt and two heaping tablespoons of Nutella, then fill to an inch from the top with Almond Breeze extra creamy milk and hit the whip blender button. It makes three or four pint size glasses of smoothie, or two large glasses and a cup of hot smoothie. I tried the Bowl and Basket brand of hazlenut spread and it wasn't as good as Nutella - less flavor.

It takes time to make a transition like this so I am giving myself permission to take it slow and have an occasional dairy product if needed - such as on Sunday, I enjoyed a piece of cheesecake for a friend's birthday. For me, I believe it makes it easier to make the switch.

I hope you are having fairly good luck with your resolutions. My three - to review, were to read Quaker Practice, to transition to vegan from vegetarian, and to ride my exercycle a little each day. On point three I have not registered even one success yet, but I haven't given up hope. All I did so far, was get on it one day, to make sure I still could and turn the wheels a little to try it out. My back room, where the exercycle is, is super cold and to make it habitable, I would need to remember to turn on the wall heater in the morning when I let the dog out. The wall heater would have to run for about half a day to heat that room.

Now it is time for me to do my daily reading as it is too cold and too icy to do my usual daily routine which is to walk the dog. She hasn't had a walk for 3 days (counting today) It is too cold and I am afraid of slipping on snow and ice and falling. That's what happens when you get old and have fallen a time or two. The last time I fell, about a month ago, I lay in the drive-way until I could phone my neighbor and tell him it was an emergency. My neighbor across the street, Mark, is very kind to me and his elderly mother is a friend of mine. He came over and got me a chair from the porch to use to get myself up. It works better than any other method I have found. So now, I am afraid of falling and the driveway is very lumpy with frozen snow over ice. Fortunately, plenty to do in my beloved bungalow to keep me happy, reading and painting and my laptop. It is only my dog who feels the loss, but yesterday I took her for a ride in the car to the ShopRite, so at least she got out.

Happy trails, my friends! Jo Ann wrightj45@yahoo.com

Upcoming Art Show and a View of Progress 2024

Sometimes, especially if, as I am, you are a somewhat anxious person, you can get caught up in What's Wrong These Days! I was having a talk yesterday, on our snow day, via texting, with a neighbor about the proliferation of new beer distilleries and marijuana dispensaries in our Garden State. I was, half jokingly, asking the rhetorical questions: Isn't driving on our highways dangerous enough? Do we not have enough DUI's and acoholica and drug addicts on our streets and in our homes? And then suddenly, feeling a bit dragged down by the dark gloomy weather and the steady fall of little flakes of worry, I thought of an old song "Accentuate the Positive, Eliminate the Negative, latch on to the affirmative and Don't mess with Mr. In-between>"

Once, I made a little graphic design in my daily sketch/writing journal that showed outlook as something like a radio station where you could change the channel and get a whole different kind of music. Sure, there is plenty to worry about and you don't have to search far to find it. Every time I open my e-mail, I am bombarded with disasters: today there was a young woman who stabbed her mother to death in Mt. Laurel, a young man shot to death in Camden, clarion blasts about the crooked megalomaniac Trump's triumph in the GOP caucus in Iowa, entrenched divides between democrats and republicans over immigration and abortion, and the threat posed by the seemingly insoluble problems of homelessness and immigration, not to mention climate change. I have no answers for any of these deep problems. Personally, I am worried about how I am going to walk my dog on the icy, slick frozen snow of the sidewalks. My dog and I haven't had a walk in two days!

Well, here is a new station to turn the dial to. I have gathered the materials and started work on an art project for the upcoming annual Haddon Fortnightly and HMHS 50-50 Club March "Through a Woman's Eyes" Art Exhibition, the theme of which is MODERN WOMANHOOD.

You are probably familiar with those triangular pennants favored among colleges and sports teams and scenic vacation spots. I had bought some for my daughter when she was little and we visited various vacation spots. I think we had one for the Steam train in Stroudsburg and another for Shenandoah National Park. I have always loved these pennants - the flourish of the lettering, the colorful art. So I decided to pick a dozen categories of achievement and make a pennant for a woman who has gained fame and success in each. Here they are:

Art - Kara Walker, contemporary artist, famous works include her silhouettes depicting the cruelties of slavery and her huge sculpture of a sugar sphinx entitled 'The Subtlety'

Business - Sheryl Sandberg - successful CEO and author of best seller on success for women in business 'Lean In'

Entertainment - Oprah Winfrey, media mogul

Film - Greta Gerwig's 'Barbie' set box office record as one of top grossing films of all time

Human Rights - Malala Yousefzaid, winner of Nobel Peace Prize for her activisim for female education

Journalism - Christiane Amanpour - Chief International anchor for CNN earned every major television journalism award

Music - Beyonce/Taylor Swift - two global music powerhouse billionaire businesswomen

Politics - Kamala Harris - First woman Vice-President of the United States

Religion - Nadia Bolz Weber - Influential Lutheran Pastor and author of three New York Times bestsellers

Science/Technology/Medicine- Emmanuelle Charpentiere and Jennifer Doudna Nobel Prize Winners for CRISPR - gene editing.

Sports - Serena Williams, won ore grand slam singles titles (23) than any other woman or man in the open era,

Writing - J. K. Rowling, richest author in the world (1 billion) and Harry Potter series best selling series in history (600 million copies)

So, working on this ART project really put progress in a new frame for me, as a woman in the world, because at my age, 78, I can remember when it was said that the public wouldn't pay attention to a female news anchor, and when I was in college, our survey of world literature didn't include a single female author. Hillary may not have become President, but progress is made in steady steps forward and Kamala Harris has achieved that.

Happy New Year! Jo Ann wrightj45@yahoo.com

January 2024 - New Year's Resolutions and News

Increasingly as the years go by, my resolutions tend to focus on health, generally in the "Do More Eat Less' category, but this year, I am adapting my vegetarian lifestyle to become more vegan. Between 11% and 19% of gobal emissions come from animal agriculture. Sometimes addressing climate change can seem to large for the individual to make an impact but there are so many ways we each can change the world, one person, one idea, one meal at a time. We and use Brita intead of plastic bottles, and we can use materials made from recycled and we can buy less and waste less. Even more, we can protect our own health and help the planet by going vegetarian or vegan.

For me, the main obstacle to going full vegan was to give up chaeese. I have replaced most dairy successfully with alternatives such as almond milk and a very tasty butter substitute made from olive oil, but cheese was my downfall. I don't eat much cheese, jsut a coule of slices with cracketrs in the evening, so I decided to find an alternative and I did: humus with pine nuts topping and small pitas or pita chips - very tasty, very satisfying.

If you need inspiration, I found mine in "You Are What You Eat" series which was featured on Netflix a couple of weeks ago and which gave me the push I needed.

Here is another tip for inspiration: Lesbiveggies on Merchant Street in Audubon, NJ serves absolutely delectable vegan meals. I was there yesterday and had the Hungry Breakfast Meal of scrambled seasoned tofu, roasted potatoes and pancakes $13 and mint tea. One of my friends had roasted cauliflower tacos which she (a mostly meat eater) announced was Delicious! and a table over were three large boisterous "He-men' enjoying roasted cauliflower sandwichs. I know because their platters looked so hearty and delicious, I asked what they were having!

Lately, I have been making smoothies too. my usual is a handful of walnuts, two bananas, cup and a half of almond yoghurt and two cups of almond milk to which I add, depending on mood, 2 cups of blueberries or 3 heaping table spoons of Nutella hazlenut spread. By the way, you can heat a cup of the Nutella smoothy in the microwave in place of hot chocolate.

I will add to this post as I find more helpful tips, so keep posted!

Happy Trails! Jo Ann wrightj45@yahoo.com