Well Ruth is gone, she is the first and not the oldest of the 18. A good woman who took care of Ken when he was sick and then her parents one by one. A caregiver was Ruth.
The Schaub Family.

Ruth holding Gerry

I called or IM'd the kids. Laura got off work and came up to be with her dad. Jason could not get time off work and Justin and Carrie were coming on Saturday and could be there for the viewing and funeral on Monday and Tuesday. Laura had to leave on Monday morning to go to work Tuesday, she was just able to stay for Justin and Carrie who she had not seen for two years.
That gave us some time to visit. We decided to take a run out to the Tea farm out on M72. It is called Light of Day Organic Teas I had wanted to show Gabby and so we left Reina in charge of Cooper and headed out. We enjoyed sniffing the various teas and learning a bit about tea making. We bought some Earl Grey and some Ceylon tea. Then took a look around the gardens. The owner they said was a Master Gardener. It looked like it too. A lovely garden. The tea is expensive but is very nice. Laura and Gabby have been drinking it since we got back. I have yet to taste it.



We spent a little time drinking some iced tea and admiring the gardens. Laura decided that as we were out she may as well have a look around the county for old times sake.

So we went for a drive, the usual old haunts out to Port Oneida. I must say the trip was a whole lot livelier than when I went with Gerry haha. Non stop nattering.

Less people than last time and a little bit cooler. Not much though.I love the old trees that surround the old farm houses. I always want to hug them.


The beach was just how we like it. This little guy settled on my elbow and I managed to shift him onto my finger.


The Wheat is almost ripe, we passed a field of Barley as well also almost ready, smell of hay fields. Mmmmmmmmm I love the country.



We saw a lot of those guys, Sandhill Cranes and Vultures

We didn't do much but went through the woods and a slow ride home through the fields and back roads to see cows. Not much else.

Saturday evening Justin and Carrie arrived and we caught up.
Gerry and I had gone to see Ruth the Monday before she died. So we saw most of the family who had arrived from Florida and around. Everyone is getting old. We went to the viewing on this past Monday a week after we had visited her at home. I didn't go down to see her I prefered to remember her as she was last time I saw her when she was well, the funeral was nice. We stayed for the luncheon and visited with people. It seems once the funeral is done everyone brightens up. So it's a good time for catch up and visiting. I am glad it's over. Everyone has gone home and we are back to fixing things up around here. I gave Carrie my Dad's tapestries that he did. They had hung in my kitchen for many years, now they are to have a new home and pass things on to another generation. I have a couple left for Laura. Not yet though as they still have a place here. Carrie took a couple of my paintings. The wall is bare so I may paint some more. Everyone picked out the quilts they want from the stack I have to bind. Now I can get sewing to finish those off and send to everyone for Christmas, before Christmas though. So back to the mundane things now. Life goes on and Ruth is out of pain, death is wicked but brings relief from suffering.
3 comments:
I am sorry for your loss. One of 18 children! What a big family! My mom was one of 8 and I thought that was big! I love the photo of Ruth holding Gerry with her big smile. The photo of the dragonfly, you might think me fanciful but that made me think that Ruth sent that to you, as a sign of her love and everlasting spirit. xx
I always and always love to see your photos, you really do live in a beautiful part of this country. God bless.
Thank you Kay, that is a beautiful thought
I am so sorry for your loss Janice! My father is one out of 13 children. There is only 3 left, of his family.
I love the outing you had! I love the country too!
Sending everyone in your family Big Hugs!!
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