seriouslyscorpio

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THE SOUNDS OF BEAUTY IN MY YARD


Mother Nature teaches us all kinds of lessons. Some are very quiet and peaceful, such as the sun touching our face, or wind conducting a symphony with my outdoor chimes.  I love the fog clouds as they climb come over the mountains. They seem so strong and determined and then the sun touches their fingertips and they go way to who knows where. 

The sounds of nature used to be distant, as I was too busy to stop and listen to the branches sway, the finches bathe, and the maple leaves land on the lawn grass.

  Now, I take the time….as time is drawing nigh in my life.  I watch the sun rise on some mornings, knowing that my grandchildren are up and already in school and my brother is loading is truck for the day.   I take comfort in knowing these quiet moments, before the day begins.

As I make coffee, finches, by some magical design, come from nowhere and everywhere to breakfast on sunflower and thistle in my back yard.  We evidently have a friendship because when I put my kitty out on his leash and discard  the morning paper, they continue ‘talking over the fence’ as though I didn’t exist.

The iris have faded for the season and I am trimming their tired leaves, as new ones reach to the sky for added enrichment before winter.  Each day, when my inside work is done, I take my little seat, my gloves, an my clippers and work my way around the yard, just to freshen everyone’s looks for those who walk by.    I hope it makes them feel better, cause it makes me feel better.

I’ve given up on the gopher and the two ground squirrels.  I think the gopher knows he is okay as long as he stays on the slope, but woe to him, if he ventures onto my yard.  The squirrels, however, come and eat the dropped seeds with their feathery friends. 

Mr. and Mrs. Crow, however, even tho they come almost every day, have not been welcomed by the aforementioned.  I don’t know what  was said, but it sure rubbed everyone the wrong way.  The couple come in late morning to miss the breakfast crowd and they waddle  their way thru the dropped seeds, not minding if the picking is thin.  If, by mistake, the squirrels are still there, they  might nip at their tails now and then, to gain the prime seed spot.

And so it goes, Mother Nature, tapping us on the shoulder, every moment of our lives….if only we would take time to feel her touch.

 


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60 seconds with a 5 year old


my hairis long,the sky is high, wait for papa to help, get the tape, my hair never stops growing, don’t touch anything, I swim, don’t touch me,I’ll tell, no, go check where papa is,
tell me,I’m sitting on yur chair to keep it warm, big, medium, large, smaller, smaller smaller, smallest, we’re not going to paint yet, ‘Ill eat you up unless you eat me, Bri…nah, nah-uh, robots eat you, der, der, der, der, hand is locked, can’t get it, nah, nah,nah, I didn’t have it, whoooooooo, whoooooo,that was me saying a ghost thing, B ri, stop it, we don’t need it, take it off, Bri did it, la, la, la,hey, I told you, don’t use those. You are in my place Bri, you are in my place, play a dog, orpainting, find some other stuff, Bri you are in my place, where I’m standing, um, go to the other floor, ugggg,click the stars and we’ll play a game,which one, that one, that one, that one, face the problem
s…sh….makes shhhhhh…..shhhhhhh, I mean the road, the road, ch…chhhhhhhh, which one on broken road, th…..thhhhhh.


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I read two papers this AM with 3 cups of coffee…..let me say it again, I READ TWO NEWSPAPERS  this morning with 3 cups of coffee.  My kids tell me I’m really ‘out of mainline journalism’…..I’m in ‘mail-line journalism…and that is further out.   I’m sad if it is the truth….that the days of newspapers are fading.  Yes, the word ‘sad’ is appropriate.

The better part of my 68 years I’ve shared with a newspaper…..When I was learning to read….the newspaper was always in my home.  Mother and Dad read, and then I read.  Sure, at the age of 10 I wasn’t all that interested in the front page, but there were always the ‘funnies’.  Kind of like learning to iron…..first you start with the hankies and then you move onward to more difficult pieces of clothing. That’s how the newspaper and I made friends.

Then, in high school, sometimes things in my small brain began to gel….I would read something in the paper and low and behold…we’d talk about it in government or history.  Dang!

And now, after all these years, I’m more of an avid reader than ever.  I learn every day…whether it is a joke, a piece of history, a sale, a divorce, a birth, a death, and on and on. LIFE is the newspaper and the newspaper is life.  It tells me the weather, the high school basketball scores, the time of the July 4th parade, the mass at church, the sale at the local dress shop, the fishing report for the local lake, and the local police beat…often and thank goodness, more humorous than scary.

I would be foolish to say the Internet has not proved to be another great spot for the news….I know we can hear it all on local TV stations as well as  CNN and FOX, but that’s not the news I long for….We all live in little areas..they may be inside large  cities or on farms, distant from neighbors, however, we all desire to be close to one another….The local newspaper, whether it is weekly, bi weekly, in the morning or in the evening, binds our hearts, our lives, our dreams, and it extends the hand of friendship to all.

When traveling thru Tennessee, I read about the lives of folks in Nashville, Knoxville, and all the little towns in between.  I look at their housing, their taxes, as well as their squabbles with local, county and state government.  It truly does my heart good to see that we are pretty much the same, regardless of our proximity to one another.  Soccer might be hot in So. California, but football is the game in Louisiana. High school football barely makes it in some western states, however, in Indiana, and the Ohio Valley, the homes are empty on Fri. night cause they are at the game.   In the assisted care facilities…..everyone is in their room…..not cause they feel bad….but in season….it is basketball and football that keeps the lights on late into the night.

And last but not least…I love the ads…Where am I going to find so easily…..the for rent and for sale section, the used car section, the misc. for sale section, the legal announcement section, the inside ads for carpet, granite, hot dogs. 2 for 1, picking fresh blueberries, and the editorial section, including all the letters to the editor.  So much entertainment, so much knowledge, so much life…..and all  available in the paper.

So go ahead, read the Internet, learn that Tiger won his 74th, that the Supreme Court did or did not make the right decision, and the high in Las Vegas will be 104…..but for me, I’ll use it as backup only…..cause it is the paper…..I truly love.


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BAKING IMPERFECTION UNDERESTIMATED!!!!


The little one next door (1 1/2 yrs) doesn’t mind a an imperfect cookie…or fudge with a few ‘chewies’…..his eyes sparkle as he holds out his little hand for a cookie corner.It is the simple things that make us continue to wonder, isn’t it. There truly is joy in the smallest of things. We must merely open our eyes and hearts.


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WEEKEND WITH MY SON


came for a rainy weekend..to see his mom, that’s me. Movies, eating out, TV, computer questions, ideas, friendship, more food, barnes/noble, mall, questions and answers, so nice just being grown up together.


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numb—not dumb


visited the ever-so friendly dentist this morning.  A 1995 crown couldn’t stand the strain anymore and so it left me about 6 months ago.  Now I was in Florida at the time and since it didn’t hurt, I didn’t care.   Lady Luck smiled upon me and so I spent the past months not even thinking about a dent in my mouth.  Well, knowing that she (Lady Luck) was probably being spread thin with the Libya, and 5.9 earthquake this morning, I decided it was a good time to ‘get er done’. 

Okay, now I knew it wasn’t going to be a party, however, with todays stuff, it wasn’t going to be too painful either, just bothersome in my so-so busy life of retirement.  Surprise!  Surprise!,   not only did they fix me up in 2 hours, they really fixed me up……I walked out with a new crown…..done, finished, no come back, complete!!!   I was and am still impressed!

The joke is usually on me and it was today too, cause the office told me they had been doing this for about 5 years!   However, I didn’t feel too dumb because I had not ‘needed’ this  for the past five years and do not regularly read dental magazines. 

So here I am….numb but not dumb….waiting for itching and tingly to start so I can get back to normal without biting myself. (My pocket book is a little lighter too, however, I am a happy girl)