This past weekend I went to visit my cousin and her husband in upstate New York in the Catskill Mountains. They have a lovely home with a fantastic view. I was quite surprised when she moved up there since she was raised in Queens like me. I never expected that she would enjoy country life so much. But she does, they do.
On Saturday we went to a fair in another town. The trip there was wonderful. There is so much open space in the area, so many farms and gardens. If I were younger and did not live alone, I would certainly move up there.
At the fair we saw an exhibit of quilts. I only took one picture, wish I had taken more. This quilt was made from Japanese kimono material. The woman who made it said she had the material for about 14 years before she decided what to make. I thought it was just beautiful. Of course, it wasn't for sale.
We also saw an exhibit of antique household tools and kitchen items. My record at guessing was pretty good, considering I've never seen them before. Of course, a lot of my guesses were wrong.
Later, when we were sitting on the deck admiring the view,
I heard a very loud buzzing around my head. I was going to try to swat it, thinking it was a bee. I'm so glad I didn't, it was a hummingbird. They have two feeders and the birds come every day for their snack.
The birds were just like so many of the other animals I've encountered or heard about, on my various trips. As soon as my camera is ready, they usually leave. That is, the ones who actually come out of hiding when I'm there. If you look really, really hard, you can see the hummingbird on the red feeder, just about in the middle of the picture. My persistence paid off. Of course, when we went back into the house, there were two of them sitting on the feeders.
On Sunday, we went to Mass at a monastery for cloistered nuns. More about that tomorrow, or the next day, depending on the weather. If we have thunderstorms, my computer is off and I can't do any typing.