How to fill time in retirement

The Blue Track shows my blog discussion so far, and the red will be today's post. I went to the Shelburne Museum in Vermont last fall. I highly recommend a visit. After leaving the steamship Ticonderoga, I headed over to the Pleissner Center. This area of the Museum has lots of gardens. This also have signs detailing what the plants are. This garden was just outside the Pleissner Center. Lots of purples and yellows... I really liked the bird bath that was displayed amongst the flowers. I think those kids have been there a long time. Hang on! The Pleissner Center is home to a recreation of the art studio of Ogden Pleissner when he lived in Manchester Vermont. When I was working for ENSCO, we held one of out Technical Conferences at the Equinox in Manchester. Beautiful little town. On the porch of the center was this bench. I should have checked to see who designed it, all I know it is real cool! This si the recreation of the art studio of Ogden. Pretty nice!

Poetry used to be important to me. For some reason, I decided to write a poem this morning... Morning Rain I slept late Dark clouds had covered the sun allowing me some deep sleep Fed the cat Storms are coming I (thunder) stood at the window and waited The light in the room was dark (lightning) and dreary Back to bed Finally a reason to stay at home during the pandemic I watched the rain cross the creek and the sound put me back to sleep No worry today, the tomatoes have been watered Looking out my bedroom window

I have discussed a few times my interest in connections. You can be recognizing an actor in a movie and relating back to another movie you loved and seeing this person again brings up a happy connection. Sometimes the connections are not immediately known until you do a google search, and see multiple connections to other things. I have read that aromas can bring back memories. How about a glass of chocolate milk? I was making myself a glass the other night. Normally, I am a Nestle Quik (NesQuik)  drinker, that is what we had in our house growing up so that is the powder I keep as an adult in my cupboards. But for some reason, I bought some Hershey syrup recently. (Actually, the reason was because it was on sale.) Anyway, I was making myself a tall glass of chocolate milk and I had a vivid childhood memory flash into my head. I remembered being with my dad, sitting at the counter of the old Park Diner located on Merchants Street in my hometown of Middlebury. It was just dad and

I would like to continue to discuss my tour around Shelburne Museum in Vermont last fall. On the map below, the  Blue  line shows my tour discussed in the first three posts which ended at the Railroad Station. From there I headed over to the Steamboat Ticonderoga, marked with a  Red  line.. As you pass by the treeline along the railroad tracks, there in front of you, is a large boat sitting in the middle of the park. It is big at 220 feet long, but almost looks like it belongs on the green grass of Vermont... Interestingly, I happen to have photos in my collection that were taken back in 1955, the year the steamboat was moved from Lake Champlain across two miles of land to the site of the current Museum. My dad took my brother John along. The first picture the boat is in the water being moved to the train tracks... This second picture has the head of my brother John, wearing a ball cap. He was five years old... As you cross the bridge too enter the boat, there is

I would like to continue to discuss my tour around Shelburne Museum in Vermont last fall. On the map below, the Blue line shows my tour discussed in the first two previous posts, the Round Barn and the Circus Building. From there I headed over to the Railroad Station, marked with a Red line.. In my life, most trips I have been on have been by automobile or airplane. Trains have never been much of an option for me growing up in Vermont. But there was a time when trains were the number one choice. I still have on my bucket list to take a train through the Rockies or Europe. I may stay off the Oriental Express since someone always gets murdered in the movies. As I left the Carousel in front of the Circus Building, I could see the train station up ahead... The first building on the right houses some artifacts from the running of trains. The second building on the right houses a train with a passenger car, for the very wealthy. The building in the center of the photograph is an ac