It is here, the chill October air I long for all
year. It was 63 yesterday. I felt like I
had been released from a long dreary sail through the Doldrums. Lady Tamara www.HighlandTitles.com is JOYOUS!!
Shaggy and I had Halloween decorating day. I
made a pizza and we watched Haunted House.
What is it about October that I love so much? Pumpkins, the cooler temperatures, the
anticipation of Halloween night, costumes, it is the gateway to the Holidays,
and hot Cocoa seems most appropriate.
I live behind a taqueria and the delicious
smells that waft over the parking lot, alley, fence and another parking lot are
amazing in the pre-dawn as I take my morning walk. I am practically starving by
the time I get back home. It is not Mexican food smells it is bacon, pancakes,
syrup, coffee, sausage, and biscuits. The coffee I probably imagine. Visions of tables laden with this bounty fill
my mind. The desire to make it haunts
me. I am determined to do so until I remember I do not have a staff to clean my
kitchen, but I feed the dream as I walk through the brisk morning. My goal; home to a huge jug of steaming maple
syrup being poured over 2 pancakes as large as my plate moist from the creamy
golden butter that has melted over them. I know I cannot eat it all but I will
try.
There is a plate overloaded with bacon; strips of crispy, crackling bacon,
sausage patties, and beautiful rounds of juicy Canadian bacon. Glasses of bright reed cranberry juice, little
pitchers of cream for coffee with a hint of cinnamon. I can hear my grandpa asking if us kids want
to go with him to town for a haircut, load up some feed and head out to the end
of Tom’s Run to check on the Holstein and maybe
Lock’s dog has had those pups. It is not dreams that surround me it is memories. Yes, I would like to go.
Seeing as how it is Monday and I have been ghost
hunting let me tell you of the challenge I ran across. Johann George, Johann Peter, Johannes. Some people wrote them as John George Lough
which is incorrect. The correct way to refer to him is George Lough. The Johann
is a Saint name for Saint John. German naming traditions put a saint name in
front of a secular name so; Johann George and Johann Peter are just George and
Peter. Johannes is really just John. Same
with Anna Catherine Matics she is really Catherine Matics. This can be very chaotic when looking for past
records. Johannes is John and John George is George unless you are ignorant of
naming traditions and then you write and record them both as Johns So there is
a line of John Sr. and John Jr. and John III when that is NOT true and we who
know better are left to unravel your mess! Johannes may have a fourth son named
Johannes but now you have a family of 6 sons all named John or Anna.
One more thing… Pumpkin Bread with Marscapone whipped cream.
MMmmmm. Made this up yesterday from some leftover pumpkin and a 130 year old
gingerbread recipe. My house smelled
like Christmas.
Any Johann’s in your family tree?
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