Saturday, July 20, 2019

Maggie Gets A Boat Ride...And More!


Boppy's been wanting to take this little girl fishing for awhile and her mama, who loves to fish, has been wanting to go too and today was the day. I didn't take the pictures I'm going to post. Lily did but I'm sharing them because they are so sweet and perhaps one day Maggie can look back on them and remember.

The boat they took isn't the BIG boat, but a smaller one- the one that Mr. Moon's had so much trouble with, motor-wise, but his genius mechanic finally got it running properly and it's not very large so Owen and Gibson came over here and we hung out while their mother and sister went out on the lake with the grandfather.

A problem arose when the place where Mr. Moon buys crickets for bait didn't have any and then Mr. Moon looked for worms but there were no worms to be found. There used to be a little store down where the boat ramp is on Lake Miccosukee so they loaded up sandwiches and fishing poles and went on down there, hoping for the best but the store was locked tight and so what had started out as a fishing trip became a boat ride. Which, as you can see, must have been pretty thrilling although there were obviously some peaceful moments.


That child is just so pretty. When I gave her the dress I made her she held it to her body and said, "My dress!" as if she'd never gotten a new dress in her life. I can't wait to see it on her. Here she is with her Boppy. 


She told me, when they got back, that they couldn't get in the water because there were alligators. I am quite certain that there WERE alligators but I'll have to take Maggie's word on whether or not they actually saw any.

I was a lazy grandmother and let the boys play a Wii game they'd brought over while I caught up on reading the New Yorker. They involved me by letting me pick out which avatar they should be for each game. They're so thoughtful. We did play some cards and the matching game and I made them lunch. They'd brought Sammy over and he explored and hung out with us. Jack strolled into the house, came almost face-to-face with him and immediately planted all four feet in a spread-out position, turned into something resembling a footstool, hissed like hell, turned around and darted back out. Sammy chased him and he's lucky he didn't catch him because Jack would have torn his ass up. The poor cat has just gotten his courage back up enough to show his face and he's hanging out on the porch with me right now. I wonder if he'll ever go back in the house again. On the other hand, Sammy seemed to be quite intimidated by Liberace when he crowed and well he should be- the rooster is taller than the dog. 

When the boaters got home, Maggie came into the house and announced, "I'm going to go see my boys," and went into the Glen Den where Owen and Gibson were. I just love that- my boys. 
And let me report that once again, Gibson cleaned up the Glen Den. He is so proud of himself when he does this. And I pour on the praise. 
I know I say this all the time but I just cherish the way each one of my grandchildren is so different and so exactly himself or herself. It's so beautiful. But one thing they all have in common is that they love to be loved and it is my pure and certain pleasure to provide that service. 

And now, in other news, the Rolling Stones played in Jacksonville last night and a friend of mine went to the concert and he posted video he took on Facebook of the last encore and the Stones' bows and it blew me away. My friend was overwhelmed by how hard the old boys rocked, how unbelievable it was to watch them onstage, doing what they do best. I loved watching the clip, especially the final bows. The whole band gathered first for their bows and then everyone but Mick, Charlie, Ronnie, and Keith left and those four put their arms around each other and bowed and Charlie and Keith grabbed hands and held on for a second or two. Then they all turned and left the stage, Keith leaving last, hitting his heart with his his fist and raising his arm to the crowd before he finally made his exit. 
I got shivers, watching it. 
You know why they are still touring? 
Because they can. 
And because they're still doing what they love and they can still bring that to so many people. 
As Keith said recently in an interview, they'll probably keep going on until one of them keels over. As my friend said on Facebook, he saw them on their first US tour and was not going to pass up the opportunity to see them on what might be their last- although "with these guys, who can say that?" 
Amen. 

Well, there you go. Typical Ms. Moon post. Grandchildren and the Rolling Stones. 
Tomorrow I'll probably discuss chickens and perhaps food. 
You just never know, do you? 

Love...Ms. Moon


23 comments:

  1. Maggie is indeed beautiful and what a joyful expression on that sweet face! Whatever you write about, I’ll always look forward to reading your words. Much love.
    Xoxo
    Barbara

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    1. Thank you, Barbara. I really appreciate that.

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  2. You surely capture the joy of childhood and the love of grandparenting. Or perhaps your love. It is such a happy extended family.Thanks for the review of the clip. The Stones and especially Keith are love, too. I need them to be here longer than I'm here.
    PS--That Lily is a fine photographer.

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    1. It's pretty easy to love these kids and I have pretty much the perfect circumstances- I get to see them frequently so that our lives are woven together in an organic way.
      I'm with you on the Stones. Lily once asked me what was going to happen when Keith Richards dies. I told her that first of all, it's probably not going to happen while I'm still alive but if it does, I AM NOT GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT. And it's true.

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  3. All the memories your grandchildren will have! It's wonderful to read about.

    The Rolling Stones just have "it" - amazing to think they are still performing. Nice of your friend to share his video.

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    1. Yep. I think he was pretty darn happy to share it.

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  4. Such a happy post...and a good day. I hope to see the Stones one day.

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    1. I'd love to see them again. I wish that crowds didn't freak me out so much.

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  5. This comment is definitely NOT from Mumbai Escorts...

    Another lovely family-oriented blogpost. It' a shame that Mr Moon couldn't have cadged some bait from another fisherman. It would have been a delight to see Maggie's face when he pulled a thrashing fish on board.

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    1. Truthfully, Mr. Moon has never gotten so much as a nibble from a fish in that lake. So it's probably just as well they didn't bother. Maggie will get to catch a fish at some point. And it will be thrilling!

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  6. I'm glad Maggie had fun on the boat ride. I love a boat ride but fishing, to me, is a tedious exercise. We used to use balled-up bread for bait -- in a pinch it would do, wouldn't it?

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    1. Depends on what you're fishing for. I loved to fish as a child but all we ever caught were nasty catfish off the dock on the Sebastian river. And we used bread balls until we graduated to bits of rubber worms. Those fish would bite anything.

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  7. I love every word of this post. And those photos are breathtakingly beautiful.

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  8. Maggie is just so beautiful. I love her smile and those eyes. She is adorable and says the cutest things. I nearly spit my coffee thru my nose laughing at "My Boys" loll... I love love love it. You know that we all love the stories of your grandkids.

    You have such a great way of writing. I love how your grandkids hang out with you.
    Ohhh so happy that Sammy found a forever home. Those moments will last a life time with the happiness he brings. Have a great day. Beth Reed

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    1. Thank you, Beth. I'm glad you enjoy my stories.

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  9. My best summer memories are being on my grandfather’s boat on Lake Pend Oreille and Lake Coeur d’Alene. These pix of Maggie made those memories pop in my brain the smell of the cold deep water in hot Idaho summers the buddabuddabudda of the boat’s motor the smell of diesel all of it signaling heaven. And his lake house! The green water when the boat was in its slip the lights that brought up the giant carp. Thank you and happy birthday Darling Leo Twin.
    Love
    Rebecca

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    1. My grandfather used to take my brother and me fishing off his dock in Roseland. He had a boat but I don't remember him ever taking it out of his boathouse. But we did get to spend a lot of time on other boats and I look back on those days as magical. We share that.
      We share a lot. Love to you.

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  10. ps. Those grand grands are so lucky to have you and your Mister. That pic of the two their tender backs oh!!!

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    1. We are so, so, so lucky. And all of the babies love their grandfather. He is quite literally bigger than life. But tender. And loving. Their trust in him is everything to me.

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  11. that first picture of Maggie is pure joy. and that flesh eating bacteria is serious stuff. a childhood friend of mine went wade fishing in the Gulf with an open sore. they finally amputated one of his legs in a last ditch effort to save him but he died anyway.

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