And, another fine week it has been.
My yard is a carpet of leaves thanks to the rain and cooler weather. The pups traipse through them to “do their business” and, come in plastered with a coat of fall color. It is pretty funny to watch them running around the yard stirring up a snowfall of downed fall foliage behind them. They seem to get a kick out of it. Soon it will be time to pull out their doggie jackets and the horse’s light weight winter sheets. With the temperatures falling the horse’s hair is growing in much faster and as a result they are very sweaty after a ride. It takes forever to dry them out. The blankets help retain their body heat and thus slow down their hair growth. The cooler temperatures seem to energize all my furry buds so rides and walks are very lively.
Halloween, Monday, is the celebration of the Eve of Saints. The word dates back to 1745 and marks the end of harvest and beginning of winter or “the darker half of the year.” Trick-or-Treating began in the Middle Ages when poor people collected baked goods called “soul cakes” from the wealthy. In exchange they promised to pray for the giver’s deceased loved ones. Costumes were worn in an effort to scare spirits away, Jack-0-Lanterns were used in ancient Ireland to frighten away ghosts and bobbing for apples was celebrated during the Roman festival for Pomona, the goddess of fruit and orchards around November 1. The first person to catch a bobbing apple with their teeth would be the first to marry in the New Year. Also, my dear friend and groom extraordinaire of Z and Kos, Courtney, celebrates being 95 years young and grand-nephew Jack shares a Halloween birthday with her.
Also, the International Committee of the Red Cross was founded on October 29th, 1863 by Jean Henri Dunant, a wealthy Swiss businessman, who was moved by war’s devastating effect on both the soldiers and civilians while on a business tour of battle fields in northern Italy in 1859. He urged for the creation of a multi-national relief effort that would care for those wounded in wartime. He received the Nobel Peace Prize in 1901; the first ever awarded, and bequeathed the money to charity. His mission statement: “We are all brothers.” He died on October 30th, 1910 but his vison lives on.
Sharon and crew have some wonderful Weekend Features once again. Check out the website www.djbistro.com to see what is cooking!
WE WISH YOU MANY MILLION DOLLAR DAYS
LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU AT THE BISTRO!
Mary, Maddie, Sophie, Z and Kos