It is because of Veterans that we can
live freely in this country.
They have stood up to threats
and many have paid the ultimate price for us.
An illustration of this, is in the
simple words spoken by all who enlist
or were drafted into military service.
The oath of enlistment is said
by all who serve in the military.
It is worth reading to see how seriously it is taken.
This oath has no expiration date.
A one hundred plus year old will hold
to it as surely as an eighteen year old.
It was first spoken by Continental soldiers, under
General Washington as an allegiance to
the thirteen new states, to defend against
tyranny by George the third, King of England.
When our country has been at war or under siege.
those who step up to our defense,
are without doubt the most brave souls.
Even in peace time, our military is
ready, willing and able
to crush any foe.
So, those simple words, said in earnest,
have shown the dedication
and loyalty that,
is binding unto death.
So anyone who has become part of
our military is in prestigious company.
This is a heartfelt thank you to all Veterans
and those currently serving.
Words fail to really capture the debt
and gratitude we owe them.
For every moment of peace and liberty our
country enjoys,
we have someone who went before or
currently stands in their uniforms,
ready to defend or die for us.
We humbly thank you for
every breath of free air
as a gift from you and your
fallen brothers and sisters
in arms.
Especially.....
My Dad
U.S. Army WWII
(My sister diligently worked to get
him a Veteran plaque for his grave.
When he died, our family didn't know that
he could have received a grave marker
for his service, so, it went for many
years of us trying and failing
to get one.
Now, there's a beautiful one on
his gravestone. He'd be so proud of her!)
My son
U.S. Navy
My Nephew
U.S. Coast Guard
💓
Thank you!
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The veggie garden....
Today's harvest of bell peppers,
and a few sprigs of rosemary.
I put this green pepper on the sill
to "turn". I'll use it in my
veggie soup.
It's such a pretty color.
Peppers
Broccoli just starting to sprout.
Beets that we haven't planted yet.
Tomatoes
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Lantana
Oregano, mint, basil and Thai basil.
Bay Laurel bush
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Never fails.
I can't walk around the yard without
my very own "military" escort.
Pepper (tan with black butt feathers)
Hazel, oblivious as always.
Nugget (tan with the floppy comb over)
Lucy, eyeballing a squirrel.
Ethel
(blurred picture is because she was on the run!)
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An ode to caution.
Recently I ate a piece of Doberge cake.
I love it!
It's a New Orleans staple.
So sweet and tasty!
but,
I found out that it's delicious goodness
doubles as a laxative.
Hmmm, you say?
That's a new one on me.
Well, I'm about to testify to the cathartic
properties of that wonderful dessert.
I didn't gorge myself on a huge piece,
just a smallish slice that I took my time
eating to savor the goodness.
Then it happened.
My gut started cramping.
Funny thing is, the turnaround time
was only about 30 to 45 minutes for
the entire gastronomical experience.
In and out!
My innards started talking to me,
loudly!
It sounded like a recording of
whales mating.
Then, the gas started.
All I'll say about this is,
please remember that old adage...
"Never trust a fart!"
In keeping with that, I made haste to
the porcelain throne,
and just in time!
It sounded like an ICEE machine
on the fritz.
Then...
after that initial atomic blast
and ensuing evacuations,
I felt great.
Back to normal.
15 minutes later.....
Nooooo!
Not so fast grasshopper!
Mother Nature was not to be ignored
so back to the throne room to do my
homage to Rodin's The Thinker.
About this time, the CEO, having heard
the otherworldly sounds,
(and possibly an 8.9 on the Richter Scale)
came to knock gently upon the door,
asking if I was in need of an
ambulance.
Him: "You OK in there?
Me: "GO AWAY!"
"SAVE YOURSELF!"
That's when the demonic noises ran him
away - quickly.
I'm sure he thought the 7th circle of Hell"s
portal had been opened.
Then a miracle happened!
I think the archangel of toilets
appeared to remove the poop curse
and deliver me, a new and less
weighty woman!
I heard angels singing!
I conclude my ode by saying a thankful
and heartfelt prayer to the
inventors of wet wipes, bathroom exhaust systems
and Glade Linen Fresh!
AMEN
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