tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post1346737454663599356..comments2024-03-28T05:56:52.754-07:00Comments on The Weaver of Grass: PenetraliaThe Weaver of Grasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-39219581813673812102020-06-23T11:24:35.425-07:002020-06-23T11:24:35.425-07:00Weirdly I was researching my husband's family ...Weirdly I was researching my husband's family earlier and discovered the birth during WW1 of an aunt he knew nothing about and who had never been mentioned. She was the first born and I suspect went on to be adopted as I can find no further records of her. My husband had met many and could name all of his numerous aunts and uncles but he knew nothing of this one so we think she was never mentioned and as all the other children came after they would have no knowledge or memory of her. It's got me wondering what happened to her and to hope her life was a good one. VChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12326477975870777023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-90524002921325994282020-06-22T12:54:23.918-07:002020-06-22T12:54:23.918-07:00Good news this is to everyone out there with diffe...Good news this is to everyone out there with different health challenges, as I know there are still a lot of people suffering from different health issues and are therefore looking for solutions. I bring you Good news. There is a man called Dr Emmanuel a herbal practitioner who helped cure me from HSV (2), i had suffered from this diseases for the past 5 years and i have spent so much money trying to survive from it. I got my healing by taking the herbal medicine Dr Emmanuel sent to me to drink for about 14 days . 3 days after completion of the dosage, I went for a medical checkup and I was tested free from HSV. all thanks to God for leading me to Dr Emmanuel who was able to cure me completely from this deadly diseases, I’m sharing this so that other people can know of this great healer called Dr Emmanuel because I got to know him through elizabeth who he cured from HIV. I was made to understand that he can cure several other deadly diseases and infections. Don’t die in ignorance or silent and don’t let that illness take your life. Contact Dr Emmanuel through his email traditionalherbalhealingcentre@gmail.com You can also whatsapp/call him on:+2348140033827 .He cure all forms of disease {1}HIV/AIDS {2}DIABETES {3}EPILEPSY {4} BLOOD CANCER {5} HPV {6} BRAIN TUMOR {7} HEPATITIS {8}COPD{9} SICKLE AND ANAEMIA.etc Be kind enough to share as you received. lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02807452527008360586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-15259704786163550182020-06-22T10:42:27.885-07:002020-06-22T10:42:27.885-07:00Good news this is to everyone out there with diffe...Good news this is to everyone out there with different health challenges, as I know there are still a lot of people suffering from different health issues and are therefore looking for solutions. I bring you Good news. There is a man called Dr Emmanuel a herbal practitioner who helped cure me from HSV (2), i had suffered from this diseases for the past 5 years and i have spent so much money trying to survive from it. I got my healing by taking the herbal medicine Dr Emmanuel sent to me to drink for about 14 days . 3 days after completion of the dosage, I went for a medical checkup and I was tested free from HSV. all thanks to God for leading me to Dr Emmanuel who was able to cure me completely from this deadly diseases, I’m sharing this so that other people can know of this great healer called Dr Emmanuel because I got to know him through elizabeth who he cured from HIV. I was made to understand that he can cure several other deadly diseases and infections. Don’t die in ignorance or silent and don’t let that illness take your life. Contact Dr Emmanuel through his email traditionalherbalhealingcentre@gmail.com You can also whatsapp/call him on:+2348140033827 .He cure all forms of disease {1}HIV/AIDS {2}DIABETES {3}EPILEPSY {4} BLOOD CANCER {5} HPV {6} BRAIN TUMOR {7} HEPATITIS {8}COPD{9} SICKLE AND ANAEMIA.etc Be kind enough to share as you received. lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14148269597229360690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-48473171811438071662020-06-22T06:29:11.466-07:002020-06-22T06:29:11.466-07:00Dear Weaver,
Thank you for this post!
I hope you a...Dear Weaver,<br />Thank you for this post!<br />I hope you are well and comfortable today, with friends to talk with about your memories and yes, even plans.elfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10339299191893097155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-59188822247669523152020-06-22T06:04:06.638-07:002020-06-22T06:04:06.638-07:00Thank you all. I am pleased to have stirred up a...Thank you all. I am pleased to have stirred up a lot of memories for you all - it does us good sometimes to think along these lines . Have a nice day.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-13386091076511527722020-06-22T05:20:05.083-07:002020-06-22T05:20:05.083-07:00What a lovely post, and a brilliant read to start ...What a lovely post, and a brilliant read to start the week with AND a new word to add to my vocabulary.<br /><br />I COULD have had some maiden aunts in the family, but of my Nana's five sisters, one died in her 30's and the rest, including my Nana all found husbands, a couple of them later in life so they were spared the Maiden Aunt or Old Maid title, no doubt to their great relief.<br /><br />One of the sisters had a child out of wedlock but then during the war fell in love with a GI who didn't mind in the slightest, and after the war he sent for her to join him in America.<br /><br />My Mum and Dad, inherited all of the 'penetralia' from three of the sisters as each died across the span of around 10 years and had a lot of sorting out of legalities etc to do. Sue https://www.blogger.com/profile/04947919568474743963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-16439347141879825272020-06-22T04:27:55.328-07:002020-06-22T04:27:55.328-07:00I have a pair of my dear mother's gloves and a...I have a pair of my dear mother's gloves and a lace trimmed hankie wrapped in tissue paper and tucked in a drawer. . . . . plus dozens of other little precious things belonging to both her and her mother, my dear grandma. These were women who loved me, formed me, and whom I still miss so much despite being of advanced age myself now.<br />Nobody will keep all those things when I'm gone. The majority of young people today - and now it's so obvious and heartbreaking - are not interested in history at all!<br /><br />What you have written here is so lovely though sad, and brings back many memories. Thank you Pat.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11915239653283205065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-26981543049881228662020-06-22T02:06:58.549-07:002020-06-22T02:06:58.549-07:00What a wonderful word "penetralia" - I h...What a wonderful word "penetralia" - I had to look it up. <br /><br />So many women were in the position of your aunts. I had two maiden Great-aunts, First Would War aged singles, and a beloved aunt who I know 'never met the right man' after the Second World War (the one she did meet turned out to have been married, and she, as a devout Roman Catholic, never spoke to him after she found that out). Society ripped apart, and such isolation for women in their much more confined roles. <br /><br />Thought provoking, as ever Pat! Thank you.Virginiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06864657381173674455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-258799758523219592020-06-22T00:22:53.255-07:002020-06-22T00:22:53.255-07:00How wonderful to have inherited these "bit an...How wonderful to have inherited these "bit and bobs" from your family's past. My husband's family had a maiden aunt - we were told nothing bar she fell in love with the wrong man (so I will assume he was married). She ended up with a breakdown and electric shock therapy . . .<br /><br />In my ex-husband's family, his gran's sister had a baby out of wedlock and was incarcerated in Herrison Hospital for around 40 years (moral degeneracy). Like your aunt, the little one died in infancy - I am assuming that Doth had a breakdown too . . .<br /><br />Such sad times.<br /><br />I have way too much "stuff" and have told my offspring to keep what they want and put the rest in auction - it will find someone out there who values it. I have "other people's photos" too, found at auction or car boot sale, that I have taken pity on. It always seems a shame that the family didn't want them, or the person they belonged with had no living relatives left.Bovey Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13117332471600275100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-14390983191759173322020-06-21T23:46:33.971-07:002020-06-21T23:46:33.971-07:00Me again - I meant to add something for Anna to my...Me again - I meant to add something for Anna to my comment but hit "publish" too early.<br />Anna, when my husband died I gave some of his most personal things to his closest friends, kept a few (and still do - I have a "Steve's drawer" in my desk) and let his sisters choose for themselves what they would like to keep as mementos of their little brother who died far too early. Those things I could not do anything with, such as his amateur radio equipment, electric guitar etc., I sold.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-41294479153821550002020-06-21T23:43:29.301-07:002020-06-21T23:43:29.301-07:00This was a thoughtful Monday morning read for me, ...This was a thoughtful Monday morning read for me, thank you, Pat.<br />Of course like almost everyone else I, too, have items that are important only for myself and nobody else, but I do not like clutter and so the amount of such things is rather limited in my flat.<br />When my grandmother died 11 years after my grandfather and we had to clear the house, I came across a few things that I had completely forgotten about, but which reminded me so much of my very happy childhood - good part of which was spent at that house - that they moved me to tears instantly. I have kept one of those items, just the one.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-65803487268472584632020-06-21T20:16:30.414-07:002020-06-21T20:16:30.414-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.THE ONLY TRUE HACKER IN THE WORLD ®https://www.blogger.com/profile/06331558107674375316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-83726935871234250682020-06-21T18:39:11.421-07:002020-06-21T18:39:11.421-07:00There is a wonderful poem by Donald Hall that I ca...There is a wonderful poem by Donald Hall that I came across on another blog (Letters from a Hill Farm):<br /><br />When I walk in my house I see pictures,<br />bought long ago,framed and hanging<br />- de Kooning, Arp, Laurencin, Henry Moore -<br />that I've cherished and stared at for years,<br />yet my eyes keep returning to the masters <br />of the trivial: a white stone perfectly round,<br />tiny lead models of baseball players, a cowbell,<br />a broken great-grandmother's rocker'<br />a dead dog's toy - valueless, unforgettable <br />detritus that my children will throw away<br />as I did my mother's souvenirs of trips<br />with my dead father, kodaks of kittens,<br />and bundles of cards from her mother Kate.<br /><br /><br /><br />Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01829592100827048506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-82222090090029284142020-06-21T18:16:10.583-07:002020-06-21T18:16:10.583-07:00Meaningful post for those of us who are trying to ...Meaningful post for those of us who are trying to organize things for the end of our lives. I have not moved since 1969...same house. When you move you tend to discard things rather than move them. after that it gets messy.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-57374066681820973652020-06-21T17:41:10.459-07:002020-06-21T17:41:10.459-07:00I love it when you write stories like this.I love it when you write stories like this.Gail, northern Californiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05606476543639979603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-8015609634507812102020-06-21T17:35:55.031-07:002020-06-21T17:35:55.031-07:00What a beautiful post. And so much to ponder over....What a beautiful post. And so much to ponder over. It should be so easy to leave life tidily, as it was the case for countless generations before, when the entire contents of one life could be left on a shelf or carried about in a suitcase even in more recent times, and probably the clothes you were standing in were all you had for millennia before that. But these days ... we accumulate so much and apportion sentiment to so much of it - and not to mention the reams of online material we hang on to, who will go through the photos and emails and documents there? It's another burden to consider for the sanity and patience of those left to tidy up after us. But our inner lives will prove to be just as mysterious as it's always ever been for those who came before.Pipistrellohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07904613196101010022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-19828854168479817452020-06-21T15:12:35.166-07:002020-06-21T15:12:35.166-07:00A beautiful, well-written post, Pat. Though I hav...A beautiful, well-written post, Pat. Though I have had a love affair with words for my entire life, I've never come across "penetralia." I have a feeling that it's been used more in the UK than in my country. As for the sentiment behind this posting, I was quite moved by one particular sentence: "Our innermost thoughts, our innermost secrets, things which, when we die, will die with us or become meaningless — just trinkets in a charity shop." At seventy-seven, I've thought about this a great deal lately. I used to think that my children and grandchildren would eventually be interested in having or knowing about things of value to me. I now realize, however, that this is little more than vanity and folly on my part. Live moves on after our deaths, and those who follow will be preoccupied with their respective journeys, not ours. That said, the wonderful memories remain with us until our final breaths, giving us — if we are fortunate — the comfortable joy of lives well-lived.Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03959953035812596907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-48467654974177065442020-06-21T12:37:43.214-07:002020-06-21T12:37:43.214-07:00I'm ashamed to report that I had to throw out ...I'm ashamed to report that I had to throw out a lot of my mother's mementos when I cleared her house after her death. I kept a few things though that were also of importance to me. I remember some of those old ladies living in the village where I was born. It was interesting how, in a society where everyone knew everything about everyone, there were certain things which people never mentioned - very different from today.John "By Stargoose And Hanglands"https://www.blogger.com/profile/00832873074550725579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-54704260359526178212020-06-21T12:12:57.974-07:002020-06-21T12:12:57.974-07:00I've always been saddened at all that leaves w...I've always been saddened at all that leaves with a person when they die. I think of my mother every day since her death at 97 in 2013. I know much about her life from the stories she told me and my siblings, but there's so much I never asked. All that I remember about her will die with me, and when my sister dies, Mom will be gone out of all memory. Record your memories, Pat!! (I love reading your stories, and thank you for sharing them.)<br /><br />Psalm 103:15 As for man, his days are like grass;<br />he flourishes like a flower of the field;<br />[16] for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,<br />and its place knows it no more.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367791485727217874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-61790887276847880412020-06-21T11:54:51.953-07:002020-06-21T11:54:51.953-07:00Dear Pat, this is a beautiful post and it reaches ...Dear Pat, this is a beautiful post and it reaches my heart in a special way. I have so many items passed on to me that are precious to me but mean nothing to my children. It is sad and disturbing to me to think of letting some of these items go as I feel almost like I would be betraying my ancestors. But the young people today seem to have no interest in these memory filled trinkets from the past. I know I have to come to terms with them and I dread it.<br /><br />Thank you for this lovely piece of writing.Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17738727252267659979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-17228630600290668642020-06-21T10:12:27.625-07:002020-06-21T10:12:27.625-07:00Yes Rachel - I do know what you mean - the word do...Yes Rachel - I do know what you mean - the word does have rather rude overtones (or maybe undertones, not sure which).<br /><br />But it does seem that we are all to some degree guilty of saving up things for others to dispose of - and of course I memories die with us. Others will never know of things we remember that we do not with to pass on.<br />The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-86938501439940783082020-06-21T09:59:15.696-07:002020-06-21T09:59:15.696-07:00Lovely post-I've been reading your blog for a ...Lovely post-I've been reading your blog for a while but have not commented before. Have been thinking about personal possessions in relation to my husband who died last year. He collected many things, important and personal to him, but in some cases have little meaning to me. Trying to decide what to keep is difficult-our children are young and want to keep things to remind them of their dad in the future but we can't keep everything. Can't quite bring myself to start yet. Annahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07415190768124123644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-18229991583759579252020-06-21T09:44:57.806-07:002020-06-21T09:44:57.806-07:00All I could think when I read the heading was that...All I could think when I read the heading was that it was a rude word. However, I know what you mean. My mum had two maiden cousins who we used to visit when I was a child. They appeared to be old but in fact were probably not much older than my mother, and they served tinned peaches and Carnation milk with a round of bread and butter and their house had a peculiar smell and they used to spit when they talked. I hated having to go there. Rachel Phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053924416805878169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-84538357994382855892020-06-21T09:34:54.147-07:002020-06-21T09:34:54.147-07:00What a lovely post - thank you Pat for sharing you...What a lovely post - thank you Pat for sharing your memoriesSue in Suffolkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13166036914348424622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280582018791422638.post-25175027988041999152020-06-21T09:09:52.166-07:002020-06-21T09:09:52.166-07:00Wow, what a great post and one that could only be ...Wow, what a great post and one that could only be written by somebody of your age, and memories of past life and lives. I have loads of that kind of stuff, much of it sitting on bookshelves and the like for many years and always there when I glance across the room in a moment of melancholia, to remind me of a point in time, something just like your granddaughter's little note and twigs.Derek Faulknerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05140363868104172311noreply@blogger.com