around the frame aug 2015 – our experiences

Hi Frances,

Congratulations on Ninepatch’s 20th birthday.  Quite a run. 

I have just finished reading the last one and am enjoying the ongoing adventure stories. The World War II stuff is really neat to read.  (See next page.)

Glad to hear all is going well with you in Indiana and Michigan. 

I’m hoping my higher power is sending me a buyer for Tredway’s Fen’s, my property on Lake Superior.  A fellow who looked at it last year is coming to look again.  I’m hopeful.

All for now.

            Love,

Palma

Palma (June ‘15) adds, “My daughter just came up with her family for a couple of days over the 4th of July.  It was fun to entertain her baby, Thomas, here at my place.”

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August 2015 NINEPATCH in this e-mail.

Frances Fritzie

01/08/2015

To: ninepatch9@aol.com Cc: Joythree@yahoo.com, Ninepatch9@aol.com

Hello E-NINEPATCH Readers!

 

It’s August, usually the warmest month of summer here in Indiana. Even though the longest day is in June, it takes a long while to heat up the earth.

 

This month, the typical sounds of summer reach an orchestral height. Though frogs chorus in spring, this month’s crickets and other chirping, humming and buzzing insects are in full voice creating an orchestral vibration.

 

Wherever you are, may sunshine and longer summer days bring you a smile.

   Frances Fritzie   AUGUST 2015 IS BELOW and /OR attached:

 

                                                  

Editor’s Note: Following is a page from my spiritual notebook.

 

A COINCIDENCE?

Back in Florida after a brief trip to Michiana (Southern Michigan and Northern Indiana) in November of 2014, life felt normal. Writing, shopping and meal-making punctuated my days. I turned calendar pages: December 2014, January 2015, and February 2015.  All the while, I thought of my hometown–Goshen, Indiana.

My realtor there, Ann Wisler, sent frequent condo listings.  I also used Zillow.com and their birds’ eye-view option to study neighborhoods.

Sitting at my Florida desk, I poured over reports and bank statements, pooled my funds and set a plan. 1. Travel north in March to shop and buy a Goshen condo.  2. Sell my Michigan condo. 3.  Buy a car to drive and leave in Indiana. 4. Visit my Michigan kids.

After buying a ticket, I called Ann Wisler. “I’m arriving on the Amish Bus on Friday, March 6. I’ll be in town one day. Are there any condos you can show me?”

Her voice carried a warning. “I don’t know. There aren’t many listings right now, but I’ll see what I can do.”

 

The Florida sun shone warmly and temperatures climbed to 90 the afternoon of March 5 when I climbed on the Crossroad Tours bus. (Amish bus.)  That night we encountered a huge snowstorm that closed I-75 near Louisville, Kentucky. Luckily, we weren’t stuck on the Interstate, but detoured.

By morning, the storm had passed, but we were an hour and a half behind schedule. My watch read 9:30

when I scanned  Goshen’s Walmart parking lot for my ride.

New snow fell lightly topping dirty white piles along the edges of the parking lot. As she promised, my girlfriend Tonya sat bundled up in her big Dodge Nitro. Steam and exhaust rose in small clouds before a breeze whisked them away.

Hood up on her winter coat, Tonya climbed out. Her words caught in white puffs like a Sunday comic character. “Let me help you!”

We stowed my baggage before climbing in her vehicle. Tonya said, “I brought you my extra gloves.” She touched a wooly black pair lying on the console. “It’s cold here.”

No kidding. Though chilled, I felt warm inside being back in my hometown. “Thanks for picking me up!”

Tonya said, “Glad you called about the bus being late. Have you had breakfast?” She glanced to the north. “The Lux isn’t far.”

I joked, “Does snacking count?”

She grinned and put her car in gear. We rolled a mile to the popular breakfast-and-more eatery.

Facing each other in a booth, I scanned the menu.

Tonya asked, “How are you for time?”

I glanced up. “I’m meeting Ann Wisler at 1:00 to look at condos.”

My friend unrolled her napkin and nodded. “Ann’s good.”

After sipping coffee, I said, “She has only three that match my criteria, but I am hopeful.”

 

After breakfasting and exchanging news, Tonya drove me to get my rental car.  I thanked her and after a hug we parted.

I climbed into my compact Nissan, cranked up the heater and rolled to meet Ann at the first address.

The condo was in a different section of the development where I had seen “the perfect one” three months before.

Parked in front of the unit, I studied it. In photos, its interior was a decorator’s delight and I was eager to see it in person.

Five minutes early, Ann drove up in her red Charger. She stepped out and waved a key. “Let’s take a look!”

Like a page in Better Homes and Gardens, it was lovely and ready to move in.  My face brightened when I saw a Pontiac Vibe in its garage. Wow!  I’ll ask for the car, and the decorator furniture, too. 

Ann called the seller to ask about including the car and furniture. We stood outside as she left a voice message for Delight’s owner and I noticed a “For sale by Owner” sign in a window three doors to the right. “How about that one?” I pointed.

Ann’s eyes widened. “Wow! I didn’t see that. Let me give them a call.”

Phone to her ear, she turned  and said,  “Look!  Another ‘By Owner!’”

 

From the sales flier of 2nd ‘By Owner’

Looking around, I followed her finger to my left and saw a second “By Owner” sign in a front window.

Ann grinned. “I’ll call that one, too!”

I looked right and left.  Jackpot! What are the chances of three in this one court when nothing else is for sale? God is surely guiding me!

Frances, Editor adds, “In making my choice, I felt like Goldilocks visiting the home of The Three Bears.  One ‘By Owner” was too big (and costly), the Decorator’s Delight seller would not include the furniture   or the car. Finally, the small, Plain-Jane ‘By owner’ was least expensive and ‘just right’ for me.  I bought it!”

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?AROUND THE FRAME

(Letters to the Editor)

 

Hi Frances,

Congratulations on Ninepatch’s 20th birthday.  Quite a run.

I have just finished reading the last one and am enjoying the ongoing adventure stories. The World War II stuff is really neat to read.  (See next page.)

Glad to hear all is going well with you in Indiana and Michigan.

I’m hoping my higher power is sending me a buyer for Tredway’s Fen’s, my property on Lake Superior.  A fellow who looked at it last year is coming to look again.  I’m hopeful.

All for now.

Love,

Palma

 

Palma (June ‘15) adds, “My daughter just came up with her family for a couple of days over the 4th of July.  It was fun to entertain her baby, Thomas, here at my place.”

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Dear Frances,

I like getting the Ninepatch “Extra” in the middle of the month. Thanks.

I am off work again—but not by choice.  Somehow, I sprained my ankle.  (Oh, the pain!) I haven’t been out of this apartment since my brother took me to the doctor four days ago.

The doctor said to keep it up, use an ice pack and take Tylenol for pain.  So, I have been reading and writing a lot more than usual!  I hope to be able to return to work in three or four days.

I am trying to get all the hours I can right now.  I am going to retire next month and every little bit of work boosts my record. (I never really thought retirement would come and now it’s nearly here.)

One step at a time!  I’m not quite there yet!

Love and Prayers,

LindaSue

 

Linda Sue (July ‘15) adds, “I have a lot of things I am still working on–like dealing with my complaining older daughter.  One day at a time.”

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Dear Francesca,

Put on your “Dear Abby” hat for a few moments, please. I’m angry with a woman for something that is totally out of my realm of influence and I just don’t know what to do with the feelings.

Here’s a quick recap. You will recall a story I told about

my two young neighbor-friends. One whom I get positive vibes from and the other from whom the vibes are suspect.  Friend number two packed up her kids, dog, most of the couple’s possessions, and bank account and left her husband in the middle of the week while he was traveling.

She is vindictive, tells lies or half-truths and even had her spouse investigated by social services, saying he was abusive. (The matter was dismissed after a thorough investigation.)

I am not a close friend and this has nothing to do with me, but I felt I had to do something positive.  I left her a caring message and she left me a return message, thanking me.

I just don’t want to be angry. This woman is a hurt-er, but she is also hurting and needs help. I’m not in a position to assist, but I do need to do something for myself.

Prayer would be the perfect place to turn if I believed it would have an influence, but I don’t. The only plan I have to deal with my feelings is to write about them so I guess this means I’ve just begun the process.

Ah, the power of words.

XX,

Elaine

Elaine (July ‘15) adds, “I attended my first Theatre Games class this week.( It’s really Improvisation 101.) We are learning improvisation in baby steps, which is the only way I would engage in something like this. While I believe I’m happiest when I’m in my comfort zone, this is a step beyond.”

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Sampson is on the left.

Sampson is on the left.

Hey Fritza ….

I have two cats and bring them in at night. They dislike it, but I don’t want another coyote- mauling like the one my male, Sampson, experienced.    

There’s a sliding glass door into my trailer. It looks out onto the porch. A couple of nights ago I noticed a skunk standing on the top step by the outside of the sliding door. Its nose pressed against the glass and it looked inside. 

Sampson padded over to investigate and the two creatures stood–noses separated by the glass–until the skunk leisurely sauntered away.

            All for now.

Luv,

Liz

Liz/Moascar (July ‘15) adds, “The skunk was back again the other night. Both cats hissed at it this time.”

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