eilene susan wenner
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Our Elusive Frozen Pond
Chances are that our pond froze over in the winter. For as long as we lived on our 50 acres of forest, I don’t remember anyone venturing to the pond in the winter. The only time we got close to the pond in cold weather was to hunt for our Christmas garland which only grew on the path going to the pond. Even when we hunted the garland it was so cold we could only think about getting back to the house with its fire place warming the living room and the hot chocolate we would be drinking in our comfortable chairs.
By eilene susan wenner4 years ago in Fiction
The Old Pear Tree
The Old Pear Tree I was very privileged while growing up, whether I knew it at the time, or not. We had every type of fruit tree or plant available to us and we could eat our way through the day. I should name all we had: cherry, peach, apricot, apple, pear, mulberry, blackberry, raspberry, hazelnut, walnuts, and those luscious big juicy purple grapes. The only rule was if any animal, especially a bear was chowing down on the harvest we were to let it be, because that was their food source. As an adult I understand the “bear-rule.”
By eilene susan wenner4 years ago in Fiction
An Incredible Adventure
Many things have happened within my life which have made my life journey an unexpected adventure. I will admit that most of those happenstances were because I came in contact with other persons that were living their own lives and I just happened to be participating in that same moment of time.
By eilene susan wenner4 years ago in Humans
The White and Green Flying Ball of light
There are some things that happen in your life where your mantra is “Nobody has to know about this…EVER!” That was a moment that happened once with me on the way home from my sister’s house. My sister lived 50 miles away from me, but I would often drive down to visit for the weekend, or holidays. It wasn’t a difficult drive since most of it was done on a straight well-kept turnpike. It was a 45 minute trip and well worth it.
By eilene susan wenner4 years ago in Families
Marigolds
Some families gravitate toward one type of flower every year. My family, on my father’s side, have a tendency to buy and plant geraniums and pansies. The is because pansies were our grandmother’s favorite flower, and she was able to keep her geraniums growing throughout the winter inside the house.
By eilene susan wenner4 years ago in Families
I Needed a Job
How is it that I have gotten to this age, with three degrees and looking for a job? Who knew it would be so hard to find a job. I’m sitting here reading all the job listings, and there are a few I know I don’t qualify for: CLEANING HOUSES, that’s out, Professional Chef—does tuna-noodle-casserole made with Campbell’s mushroom soup and canned tuna count as “professional?” mmmm…Funeral home looking for licensed undertaker….yep, that’s me (I say with sarcasm).
By eilene susan wenner4 years ago in Families
Needlepoint and Faith
As I grew up I often found myself spending the summers with my Aunt Pat and Uncle Tom’s house. They had five children, and I reveled in the fact that I could interact with other children. What made those summers even more engaging was the summer-themes my Aunt Pat concocted for us. One summer was a theme of embroidery.
By eilene susan wenner4 years ago in Families
An Ordinary Life
An Ordinary Life and an Unexpected Brown Box To say that my Grandmother was a hoarder is an understatement. She had 5 of everything you would ever want in life, and antiques were her favorite. When the family gathered to empty out her houses (yes, she had two houses, one in the middle of 50 acres of forest off the Appalachian Trail, and her house in historic Bethlehem, Pennsylvania), we each were allowed to take whatever caught our fancy.
By eilene susan wenner4 years ago in Families
