Something's Fishy On Sunday Favorites

November!

And we are having more rain.
Our begonias are still blooming to beat the band,
and beginning to look distinctly odd in the increasingly wintry landscape.

Did you have a good Halloween? We had four trick-or-treaters, which is double last year's count,
but we spent most of the day ordering goodies for our kitchen.

Yes, That Old House is getting a facelift in the kitchen department.
And the people rejoice!

No reveal yet, but I can tell you that the ordering involved one of these:And some of this:

And a few other things.
It's going to be a busy few weeks, as my To-Be-Done-By-Thanksgiving List
has just gotten much longer, and much more expensive. Stay tuned!

But today is Sunday, and I'm taking my day of rest by re-issuing a post from January 2009 about a fishy find from several decades ago. It's so wet outside, I thought a fish might be appropriate today!






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(January 27, 2009)


Years ago... many years ago... my best-friend-since-Kindergarten Mardi-Ellen and I found this fish at an art festival in an old whaling village on eastern Long Island. We bought it for my parents, who had a beach house nearby in Southold.

We thought it was "artsy."

My mother graciously displayed it on an end table. In years to come, it would be a resting place for my niece's pacifier -- which fit right into the fish's open mouth -- and a permanent dust catcher.


What was not permanent was my parents' residency at their beloved bayfront home. A year and a half ago they moved to an assisted living facility in New Jersey, near my house.

We still own the beach house, but it's not occupied now, and my siblings and I have cleared out many things -- donating, sometimes dumping, often taking home the accumulation of more than 65 years of marriage.

Since I had given the fish to my parents, I took it home.

He lives now on an end table in my sunroom. Sometimes he looks quite snazzy:

Who knew fish could wear earrings?

(Be careful what you give your folks; it may end up in your house someday!)

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P.S. I have offered the fish to Mardi, even offered to have joint custody of it. Strangely enough she has declined, and in fact claims to have no memory of having bought it. Coward.