Wednesday, August 29, 2018

August 29th

Last night before I went to sleep,
I reflected on the significance of today's date.
August 29th 2005.
Katrina.
A day that will certainly live in infamy.......  🌀

 
She made landfall the morning of the 29th as a
 category 3.
She had only just weakened to that.
The front right quadrant of the hurricane
smashed into Gulfport.
This is the area that sustains the strongest winds.
Our area got the tidal surges.
The levee systems that were supposed to protect
New Orleans and the surrounding areas were breached.
There were over fifty breaches in the levees!
After all, we live in a bowl below sea level.
But the flooding was the major cause of death and destruction,
on a scale that was unprecedented.
It took weeks to drain the bowl.
During all this, there were few who could be hailed as
heroes, but I need to mention a few.
My husband.
He stayed and saved our property, and some of the
neighboring properties from costly damage.
They had all evacuated
and only he and our dog stayed.
He was like Robinson Crusoe, stranded with no creature comforts.
 It was inevitable that some damage occurred,
but his quick thinking saved us from
the worst Katrina could have delivered.
The Coast Guard.
They began preparations 3 days before landfall.
They did land, water and air rescues untiringly.
I know that it is their job, but they
did it to their own peril at times.
They are truly the brave unsung heroes during that time.
My wonderful nephew is part of that number and
I'm so very proud of him!
And
The Cajun Navy
These plucky people took on the rescues of neighbors
in their own boats, before
anyone else could rally rescue efforts.
All this because of the abysmal failure of
local, state and federal government to
respond to the catastrophic events.
 
 
I speak of this as a kind of detached onlooker.
I was.
I spent 22 days at the hospital.
We had almost no communication with family and friends
outside the hospital.
I didn't know if my family was safe or not.
It wasn't quite the grueling conditions that some hospital workers
experienced but, it was stressful nonetheless.
My mettle was well and truly tested.
Our small band of nurses and doctors
completed some herculean tasks.
We managed to care for many patients,
and eventually evacuate some, but
sadly lost a couple.
We saw certain people shine and certain people
completely fall apart.
We had our own meltdowns due to stress as well,
but
with the compassion of our friends,
pulled it together,
slapped on a cheerful face and carried on.
All in all, it was an experience that I
would never want to live through again......
but I'm glad that I did
with those people that would always have my back.
They are not only coworkers but life long friends.
There's a line in the movie Steel Magnolias that says,
"That which doesn't kill you, makes you stronger"
So true,
So true.
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📚
Everyone who knows me
knows that I'm an avid reader.
Seems that its my second nature to have a book near.
I read for pleasure
and to keep my mind sharp.
With that said....
Most of my books come from Barnes and Noble's
online Nook account,
but I love to go to the "brick and mortar" store too.
There are hundreds to choose from, but
most of my "reads" are from the free books category.
I download them and if I get bored,
I simply delete the book.
No pain,
No gain
and best of all,
no cost.
But, I still love the feel and smell of a book.
Especially an old book!
That's why I love bookstores!
 I'd like to share some of my favorite ones.
📖
If you are ever walking in the Quarter,
enter this small bookstore.
The first thing you notice is the smell.
Old books!
I have only bought a book from here once,
but I become mesmerized at looking around.
I love this place!
 
Powell's Books,
an entire city block of books!
Its in Portland Oregon.
I credit my son with finding this awesome place.
I only spent a few hours perusing a fraction of their books,
but
I think I had an out of body experience!
This is truly the best bookseller in my limited opinion.
 
San Francisco has City Lights.
This bookstore is unique in that, it
kind of specializes in progressive politics.
Lets just say that it is a hippie icon as much as
the Height Ashbury area is.
It was founded in 1956 by Lawrence Ferlinghetti,
the Beat Poet and Peter Martin as an homage to
Charlie Chaplin's City Lights.
They published banned books!
They got arrested.
Seems ridiculous, but even today the
government and some groups try to dictate
what should or shouldn't be published and read.
Yay free speech prevailed!
 
Munro Books
On Government Street in downtown
Victoria BC
Another bookstore that I credit my son for finding.
As you can tell, this place is posh.
Their books can be pricy but the ambience is great.
The store was an old bank and they reflect the grandeur of that.
The thing that struck me upon entering,
was that everyone spoke in whispers.
It was like a library.
What a great place to spend a couple of hours!
 
Then there's the Jefferson Parish library.
What an amazing place!
All free.
Tons of books and even a coffee shop.
Quiet little reading/study rooms too.
And, remember to hush.
 
The take home message here is....
"The more that you read,
the more things you will know.
The more that you learn,
the more places you'll go."
Dr. Seuss
 
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Its thundering and my sweet girl is scared.
Any loud noises make her shake in fear.
She can't get up on the furniture anymore, so
when she came to me with that pleading look,
I boosted her up on the couch to lay next to me while I was reading
and she immediately calmed down.
She is our Golden Girl.
At almost 13, she's past her prime, but she is
the greatest dog I've ever had the privilege of knowing.
She's diabetic and has arthritic pain problems,
she's also almost blind,
but she sees with her heart.
And,
I can't think of anything more rewarding
than making the last years of a dogs'
life best they can be.
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The chicken girls have been doing their chicken thing.
They comb the yard looking for edibles
as soon as they exit the coop.
🐛🐌🐞🐜
I cut up a watermelon the other day and put the cold rind
on the ground for them to nibble on.
A nice treat on a hot day.
They love it.
🍉
They'll eat it till all that's left is a small bit of the green skin.
An acquaintance that raises backyard chickens gives her flock
most of her table scraps, meat as well.
We don't do that, only compostable items.♻
But, the difference is, she eats her flock.
Nope!
Our girls are pets who happen to
give us their eggs.
I always apologize when I take an egg from under
one of them because
they think its their children.
🐣
Our broody hens have stopped brooding, thank goodness.
Their feathers are slowly growing back.
 
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This is the problem I've been having...
I can sing the lyrics to oldies,
remember enough trivia to "win" Jeopardy from my couch,
assist the grandkids with homework
but.....
I can't remember why I just walked into the bedroom!
I guess my train of thought
keeps leaving the station
without me.
😊
 
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A haiku for today......
 
My chickens are fat
They love to eat anything
So they remain fat.
(don't judge, it fits the
5, 7, 5 syllable format)
 
And.....
Don't fart in an Apple Store,
There's no Windows
 
And.....
Poop jokes aren't my favorites but
they are a
solid number 2!
 
 
😄
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

August 22nd

Its been almost a month since I've posted anything.
There wasn't much going on.
Its been too hot.
Not compatible with life, kinda hot!


This is partially the reason why.
Its waaaay too hot!
Too hot to do anything.
When the weather app on my phone says, the temp is 94 degrees,
and the "feels like" area says, 112 degrees,
then you avoid all activities in this oppressive heat!
August gets a bad rap in the deep south.
It's hot as hell and it's usually the beginning of Gulf coast hurricanes.
Thankfully, so far this year, we've dodged the proverbial bullet.
I fervently hope our luck holds out.
 
 
and....
I might spontaneously combust!
I like cool weather.
I don't even mind cold weather.
I simply hate it when it's this hot and muggy.
Feels like the seventh circle of Hell!
 
 
 
Then......
We've been subjected to almost daily deluges.
Not the, "Summer rain that taps at my window",
kinda rain.
The, "Hey, Noah! You got a few extra seats on that big ass boat?",
kinda rain.
Last night, I was lying in bed reading when
a loud clap of thunder scared the dog and I.
She habitually shakes and tries to glue herself to her humans
during a thunder storm.
It wasn't a sprinkle, it continued heavily for a while.
Yes, the rain cools us off.
Yes, the plants need the rain.
Yes, I love it when it rains,
but....
I just want the summer to be GONE!
I want that "Goldilocks" weather,
You know,
"Just Right!"
Bring on Fall!
 
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Our small farm has withered and mostly died in the heat.
The herbs are still holding out,
but a few of them are withering too,
We water them faithfully, but the relentless heat
beats them down.
During the late summer, they get "leggy",
kind of overgrown,
so, I cut them back.
My "cut back" is  really my herb harvest.
I've made mint tea quite a bit and air
dried the basil, oregano, rosemary, sage
and thyme for my herbal blends.
The lettuce, tomatoes, mirlitons, bell peppers
and squash haven't made it,
too much heat and rain.
They succumbed, gave up the ghost, died.
We composted their remains.
R.I.P.
my little veggies, we shall miss you!
As soon as it gets a bit cooler, we'll start the fall crop.
 
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 The hens are fairing better in the heat than I expected.
There are several cooler spots around the yard, in the shade,
 where they sit and cluck with their sisters.
The rain has brought out more bugs than normal,
so they become our "bug zappers".
Another thing I hate about this time of year - bugs!
The hens take refuge during a heavy rain, then
venture out to collect the bug spoils once the rain
becomes a drizzle or completely stops.
Everything on the wing or in the grass is fair game,
and to them, it really is like a game.
First come, first served as they say.
They bump each other out of the way to get those prized morsels,
or steal it from someone else's tightly clamped beak,
rending the unfortunate bug into several juicy pieces.
They recently had a race to see which girl would get a
dragonfly.
(I was secretly hoping the dragonfly would get away)
The witless bug was low flying,
daring fate.
Flitting from one blade of grass to another,
as if he were not on the menu.
Then the eagle eyes of Lucy spotted him.
She didn't break out into a run, she stalked him.
Who knew chickens stalk their prey?
Then the other girls caught wind of the action going down.
The race was on!
Lucy led by a beak, with Hazel nosing in.
Then Sandy, in the back, passed Ethel,
and was closing in on the lead.
But, just then, Lucy realizing she was about to
lose the race, leaped up with a herculean effort and
opened beak to snare her prize,
and
 the dragonfly flitted up into the tree.
Oh, what a race!
But......
Lucy didn't take defeat lightly.
She clucked for several seconds at the victorious dragonfly.
I guess she was saying,
I'll get you next time!
Sleep lightly my friend!
A small wonder here is, since we've had the girls,
I haven't seen a cockroach.
These girls have replaced Orkin!
 
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I found a simple recipe on Pinterest recently.
Tried it.
It came out wonderfully.
Here are the ingredients:
1 cup of mozzarella cheese
1/4 cup of parmesan reggiano cheese
(I buy already shredded cheese in a bag)
1 egg
A dash of garlic.
(I used grated garlic in a jar)
Mix together,
Spray a foil lined cookie sheet with Pam
then...
Spread out in a circle, like a pizza.
Bake for 15 minutes in a 350 degree oven.
Let cool for a few minutes and cut with a pizza cutter.
I served it with vermicelli and meatballs.
Everybody loved it!
(I ate mine with my salad.
Its gluten free!)
Yay!
 
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parting the yellow sea?
 
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Remember.....
Time passes so quickly.
Don't wait to use the good china and crystal,
Go on that trip to the places you've always wanted to see,
Read those books you've been meaning to read,
Hug your loved ones,
Eat that yummy chocolate,
Take a chance,
Time is precious.
It'll be gone before we know it.
After all,
Nobody gets outta this life alive!
 
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The Velveteen Rabbit:
"Generally, by the time you are Real,
most of your hair has been loved off,
and your eyes drop out
and you get loose in your joints
and very shabby.
But these things don't matter at all,
because once you are Real,
you can't be ugly,
except to people who don't understand."
By Margery Williams
 
(one of my favorite children books)
 
 
Hugs!