Scrappy socks are nearly finished. Most of the pair are made of the Mani-Pedi crew color yarn. The toes and heels are scraps from the previous pair I made. I’m loving how they are working up.
We lived through the triple digit hot Sunday. Today was sort of hot but not nearly as bad. Tomorrow is supposed to be 72. I might wear jeans and T-shirt instead of shorts and tank-top what a relief! I might take a nice walk as air quality is also supposed to be good for a change.
As I meandered my thoughts about today, I found my eclectic stroll even more so.
My current binge is The Walking Dead, again. My son has all ten seasons. I like watching the old way because there are extra bits like ‘the making of’ or interviews. The show parts I can let slide by as I have committed a lot to memory.
I was watching Outlander again. But it won’t have a new season until next year some time. I’d love to read another book or two, but I’m caught up there, too.
One thing I found in common between these two shows is the music. Guess what? Same musician in both. Bear McCreary is amazing!
Today was my last Beginning Recorder class with Jennifer Carpenter of the American Recorder Society. They were free. As soon as I can, I plan to join. There are more lessons coming up in September. I’m loving learning on my alto and soprano recorders.
Meanwhile, I have a lot of Kindle and paper books to keep up the education.
And there are lessons on YouTube like those of Sarah Jeffery and Team Recorder. She is so much fun.
For those who think Recorder is for grade school take a listen:
That beginning photo at the top of my post? I stepped outside with the dog. The wind was hitting me in the face and the sky looked like it disguised itself with a mustache. It felt so grand to feel such a cool breeze coming from the north. That meant a lot less smoke for us today. I’m thankful for that!
Maybe soon I can start taking walks!? I did learn at the doctor’s appointment on Monday that I have lost over 23 pounds now. Lots still to go but hey, it’s working.
I hope they can knock down the fires with the least amount of harm to lives and land as possible.
My husband took this when out shopping. This was looking south, the direction I hope to travel soon.
I hope the fires are out so folks can enjoy their summer. Not just mine. Everyone has been trapped from the pandemic and now we all hope we can get out and enjoy each other and the world at large.
And just as we all feel safer about venturing out, fires, floods, hurricanes, a new variant. I hope our glee to enjoy life isn’t premature.
I hope to hug my adult children and their new families.
I hope the routes are free and clear to make a safe, fun drive. I don’t want to push the fates or God with my will on this. My regrets could outnumber my desires, I’m afraid.
So it is with hope I face this next week. And as in the year past I’ll be flexible to how it works out.
Finally, a beautiful day, wonderful weather for laptop wearing.
As I mentioned in a previous post, I have been working from my cell as holding the laptop, even with a fan tray and cushiony lap desk, gets far too uncomfortable during hot summer days. In the 80s today! So happy to be using my laptop today!
It is still too hot in the house. Yet it is PERFECT out here on the porch.
Do you see the mesquite pods getting long? And the mint beneath is giving me ideas for tea popsicles. I made green tea ones for tomorrow and Thursday.
Oh, and the sun is setting. I don’t know if you can see the gorgeous like I can. My eyes are still better than the cell lens. That’s something to be thankful for.
My baby toe got x-rayed today. I know it’s broken but the doctor wanted to see the pics anyway.
I got an email from the doc saying how proud she is of not only the weight loss but how all my numbers were so much better than last time. Yay! ME! Not anywhere near done with IF and Keto!
A lack of sleep night had me scurrying for words when talking to family. But I had my ups and downs in the day getting lots of recorder things done, piano practice, even scales with fingers running up and down the keyboard.
A couple boxes got unboxed. The first signs of the heat showed up. Though in comparison with those west of here our temps were down, I don’t think we got to the predicted 95. Not looking forward to the triples due tomorrow through Wednesday. Too hot to be productive when there is no AC. Well, we have fans and a little window AC. But not the whole house kind.
Keep cool everyone!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “up/down.” Use one, use them both, but try to put one in your first sentence. Bonus points if you use the other in your last sentence. Have fun!
I just read and reviewed How to Die In Space. Wormholes were the thing Mr. Sutter said was the least likely item out there. Yet how would Star Trek, Farscape, or even Doctor Who get around without them? See? Case in point! They have to exist!
A little more serious. I do believe in the power of prayer. Not like I learned at church, but what I have absorbed metaphysically. When I pray, I feel I take the time to put my mind onto something or someone; I find the energy flows and have seen results. Often, I find my prayer worded so that I need to revise on occasions to be the most loving outcome for all. No, I cannot be the one that brought about the result. That means whether my hope went one way or the other, the result is out of my hands. Love is in charge. In that case, then, I believe, God/Goddess is love.
Do animals have morals? Exclude human beings from the equation please.
Here is the question that John Holton and I differ on. And from the mere observable point of view watching our cats. I suggest, like every group, there are terrific and rotten and variants between.
I had a cat who took in some other cat’s kittens. Kimberlina raised these kittens, caring for them like they were her own. With four kids in the house, she became mother number two. She would lead me to see naughtiness in the works. Many other cats we’ve had were not as morally beautiful. But in cat-world, we believe she was a saint.
Meet Kimberlina, Kimby for short. She’s the big one on the right. The kitten is a foster my son, not the one pictured, but the one who worked at a pet store brought home knowing Kimby would be good at taking care of it. Kimby came to us when she couldn’t even hold up her head. Her eyes were closed. We couldn’t find anyone with milk for her, so we used plain yogurt, and she seemed to like and thrive from it. We had her, I think, for 17 years. Through divorce and a million moves. (Exaggerate much?)
In fact, this very balcony was where she decided to see if she could fly. We were on the second story. Talk about scared! But the kids (who were late teens and early adults) found her and brought her home. She hid under my bed for a couple nights. One night I couldn’t handle it anymore. I whispered out to her. She came out. She shook it out. Jumped up on the bed with me and seemed just fine for another six years. Gosh, how we all miss her! It’s been 20 years, and we all still talk about her with tears just below the surface.
Thanks for the memories!
Is there inherent order in nature or is it all chaos and chance?
Wow! Nature prevails over the chaos and chance, I think. Chaos, like forest fires, may kill everything in the area, and yet before long new life exists in the burnt areas. Look at Chernobyl. Nature has managed what we humans haven’t. The above chaos is manmade. But hurricanes, volcanoes, earthquakes, meteors, etc., can kill everything off, but Nature brings life back.
Where is your least favorite place in the world?
I’ve not been very far in the world. But I bet I can universally narrow this down. Offices full of cubicles. I can’t think of any I could ever handle again, no matter what country or planet it resides in. I have met some really awesome people in that work environment and am still friends with them. But I couldn’t survive another moment in that kind of place.
GRATITUDE SECTION (Participation Always Optional
Feel free to share something about the seasons that makes you smile!
Growing up in Southern California, we had Summer and warm everything else. So when we moved here in Outback Oregon, we have most of the seasons. I’m smiling at the upcoming summer is showing its face. The following is probably done for a while.
But this is today:
This last picture is the same mesquite bush that was full of snow in January’s picture. Sadly, we still need to drip water at night. But I was in T-shirt while taking the greenery above and only a little chilly. Yay! Warm is coming!
Yippee! I’m reaching the end of the alphabet! And I’m nearing the end of round one of editing Pandamapocalypse. Only less than 200 errors to fix before the next step. You might think 200 is a lot, but when I started this round there were thousands. Yikes!
Summer is here, even though the trees haven’t leafed out yet. It was 82 degrees today. And for once in what seems forever, we won’t have to drip the faucets.
What says “Yurky, yurky”? The frogs or toads outside. They are croaking their little hearts out! Wish I could see them!
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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