Category Archives: memories
FONDEST CHRISTMAS MEMORIES . . .
A wonderful memory from my childhood Christmases was the huge box that would arrive from my mom’s parents at that time of the year. I knew there would be something in that package just for me. I could hardly stand the anticipation. Each … Continue reading
STROLLING ON A CITY STREET . . .
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© Watercolor pencils give a different look to the sketchbook. They are studies for future paintings – the time of day – shadows/light/contrast/ motion/value/environment and much more. The pencil strokes exhibit motion and … Continue reading
LET THE FIREWORKS BEGIN . . .
Today is July 1st. The real beginning of summer. The fireworks began a little early in my neighborhood with a little test run for the 4th of July. I’m certain it will continue through the weekend. Most family vacations occur … Continue reading
IT’S THE LITTLE THINGS . . .
The photo I’m using today was taken about a year ago. Paul and I knew that time was running out and we would spend this last year doing things together as much as possible. We made a habit of taking … Continue reading
A LOVE NOTE . . .
Today I am foregoing the artwork and focusing on the artist. On December 7, 2011 Paul made an entry in one of his sketchbooks. You can see by reading the words how much he loved his Creator. He considered himself … Continue reading
LOCATION, LOCATION, LOCATION . . .
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER The art of Paul Boecher often included beautiful landscapes, water and boats, rocks and mountains and waterfalls. For the most part, when painting with his plein air friends, they would choose a … Continue reading
ANOTHER GEM . . .
ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER I had to do a little research on this painting. It almost looks like it originates in Italy. Actually, it was painted in Hudson, WI, one of Paul’s favorite places to paint … Continue reading
A GROUPING OF MEMORIES . . .
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© A collection of old memories upon the table rests, Each one remains unblemished, yet each has passed a test, The hat has wandered near and far, a shelter from the heat, Through wind … Continue reading
VACATION MEMORIES
The most memorable times of my life have been spent on family vacations. Now that travel is pretty low on our to-do list, it’s kind of fun to look back at those times when we would venture out into the … Continue reading
SILVER & GOLD . . .
Since today is Thursday, I’ going to share a post I wrote a while ago. My maternal grandmother was the wife of a farmer – a woman with a true pioneer spirit. She often shared memories of her childhood in … Continue reading
WAR IN BLACK & WHITE
“Into the Jaws of Death” Photographed by Robert F. Sargent Today in history marks the day on which Dwight D. Eisenhower decided to push ahead with plans for the D-Day invasion of World War II. According to reports from meteorologists … Continue reading
MY HOME STATE – WISCONSIN
On May 29, 1848, Wisconsin became the 30th state of the Union. It would be another 100 years before I’d be born. This beautiful state is known for its charming farmsteads – almost 6200 dairy farms dotting the hilly landscape … Continue reading
WADING THROUGH THE MEMORIES
JUST A SMALL SAMPLING OF ART BY PAUL T. BOECHER Diving into the waters of downsizing is something we did almost eight years ago. Once more we’re faced with wading through years of accumulating, creating, saving, hoarding, whatever you want … Continue reading
MEMORIES ARE MADE OF THIS . . .
Memories of past events. people and places, come flooding back into my mind on Throw Back Thursdays. The times of our youth, when we feel that we’re invincible and still have not experienced the pitfalls of living – the days … Continue reading
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAD
My dad would’ve been 102 today, but he went to heaven at the very early age of 61. I think about him often now, especially as I near the late years of my own existence. Dad was one of four … Continue reading
MEMORY FAIL
The human mind is an amazing organ. It can hold more information than a computer, yet as we age, the data we’ve accumulated causes it to crash and even become useless. The one fear I have about growing old is … Continue reading
A DAY THAT WILL LIVE IN INFAMY
I’m certain my parents never forgot the day when the news came over the radio that Pearl Harbor had been bombed by the Japanese. I am also convinced that the memory of 9/11 will live vividly in my mind until I … Continue reading
LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW
My maternal grandparents owned a farm. The house was charming, but I often wondered how a family of ten could inhabit the space comfortably. It was a two-story home with no bathroom until much later on. I would often spend … Continue reading
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