Sunday, June 11, 2017
Saturday, June 10, 2017
I was reminded again today, via a story on NPR about the health benefits of being in nature, about how much I live outdoors. I have a large dog, who doesn't believe in using his own yard for a toilet, so that necessitates a minimum of three walks per day. Frequently he gets four walks, and he gets lectured about how spoiled he is when he gets five walks in a day. The walks are a minimum of thirty minutes, and at least one walk per day is an hour, and sometimes an hour and a half.
We are very fortunate to live on an island outside a major city where two state parks are located, and a few local parks. We also live on the back side of a golf course, so there are a number of places we can go to walk or hike. Just last week I began jogging again. We'll see how long that lasts.
My friends on FB say they look forward to my daily posts because I post pictures of where I am, and the beautiful things I witness in nature. Even now, I am sitting outside with my iPad while writing this, and I can hear the wind, the birds, and the deep hum of my baritone windchimes. The sun is dappling down on me through the branches of the trees. The scents in the air range from fresh cut grass to wet soil, to scents of flowers on nearby trees. Oops, there's the scent of creosote, yuck! Someone must be getting their driveway coated.
My dog is my excuse to get outside, but really, he makes it possible for me to safely wander and explore any place I want. I've explored well-worn trails. I've blazed new trails. I've gotten to see things in various shades of light depending on the time of day and weather, and in various seasons, that I've now come to realize too many people will never get to experience. They either don't have, or don't make the time to get outside, or they're unable to climb and hike to all the quiet spots I find.
I don't know how long this phase of my life will last where I have the time, the means to travel, and the physical ability to still hike and climb around like a kid with her dog, but I am going to use every moment I have to get out in nature, because it makes me happy. It makes me feel connected to the world around me, and I know from tromping around with others, that it is keeping me fit and healthy. I am very lucky.
Tuesday, June 6, 2017
So we saw the new Wonder Woman last Sunday. It did not disappoint. I got totally lost in the movie, lost all sense of time and didn't even think about being in a movie theatre. That's a good movie for me when I can forget about my surroundings and everything.
I don't want to take away from the movie, but I have to say, the biggest scene stealer had to be Robin Wright as General Antiope. The instant she came on the screen, she commanded absolute attention. I couldn't stop looking at her magnificence! She was perfect in the role of an Amazonian General.
She was physically the perfect female and so ripped in a feminine way, not bulky like guys, that you could believe she was a warrior. She exuded power, confidence, and wisdom, all the attributes women wish they possessed in equal measure.
It didn't appear that she held anything back in her battle scenes, so fierce and aggressive were her moves, that they seemed natural and believable. For all the great moments in this movie, the few minutes General Antiope was on the screen, were my favorite. I wanted to see more of her. I wanted to learn her story, her history. She was magnificent! A friend noted that she was glad the princesses of her youth (Princess Leia and Princess Buttercup) became Generals in the end.
Friday, June 2, 2017
I'm still busy with school (summer) and home projects. The laundry room took me longer than expected because I could only work on it in my free time. I had to empty the room, remove a cabinet and shelving, remove a popcorn ceiling, then skim coat and sand. Next came painting, then the building of a mudroom bench in the closet.
So the laundry room is right as you come in the back door from the garage. This is the main door we use. So this room would tend to get cluttered with coats, shoes, bags, etc. I wanted one of those mudroom benches with cubby boxes that I'd been seeing in magazines for years, but I didn't have a thousand dollars to pay someone to build it.
So as I was studying pictures of benches on-line, I thought, "how hard could it be to build one?" Keep in mind that I've never built any carpentry project in my life. I'd repaired furniture, stairs, and things other people had built, but I'd never built anything myself. So as I was looking at pictures, I began to deconstuct the photos in my mind, to figure out all the parts. I also looked at plans other people posted on-line.
I fiugred out that basically you had horizontal shelves that had to be supported. That was the first thing to figure out. Then you had to make it look good and trim it out with molding. So I began piece by piece.
I knew I wanted plenty of hooks to hang things, shelves to store things, and I only had a mitre saw to work with. I measured the width of my closet and figured out what size boards I would need, and had the hardware store cut the big pieces for me. I cut the side shelves and trim. I bought the decorative supports ready-made.
I also ended up painting the closet twice because the pale green paint I originally had in there just looked dingy, so I changed it to a darker yellow. I then had the fun of decorating. The room is so narrow that I couldn't get a good shot from directly in front, so these shots will have to do.
All in all, I'm happy with the result. There are errors on it, but I think it turned out well for my first attempt at building something.
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
On Sunday we went to Rochester, NY for their annual Lilac Festival. I had last been there when I was 2 years old. The fact that it had been 52 years since I'd last been there, was shocking to me. I don't feel that old!
The festival takes place across the street from Highland Park, so you can get your eats, drinks and entertainment, then cross over to the park to enjoy the flowers.
I left the paved path and just wandered all over and in between all the bushes/trees. Not all Lilacs smell the same. Some varieties were sweet, some faint, and some stinky to my nose.
I made sure to keep track of which varieties I liked the scent of, so that I could purchase some plants for our yard. I came away with a purple and a white. The photos above were taken from the Internet. The following photos below, I took.
at May 16, 2017
Friday, May 5, 2017
It won't become law unless the Senate takes it up next and then it is signed by "NotMyPresident."
The Senate has said it's dead on arrival because it's such a mess it would take too many amendments to get it to a place that they would be satisfied with it. The Senate plans to develop their own healthcare bill, that will then get sent back to the House.
Will this be enough for people who voted for the Republicans to vote them out of office in 2018? Considering how thoroughly gerrymandered nearly every district in most states is, probably not. For a number of elections now, Democrats have received far more votes than Republicans, yet the Republicans remain in power.
It's going to take lawsuits and wins in court to unseat these illegal squatters. Some cases have already made it through the courts and the people have won, but we'll have to do that another 40 times, or so, to get our government back at the local, state, and federal levels.
It seems these guys have limitless amounts of money to fight these court cases or delay them, allowing them to remain in power longer. While they're in power, they keep passing more laws to limit who can vote, when you can vote, etc. These are among the vilest people I've ever seen.
at May 05, 2017
Tuesday, May 2, 2017
I had a dream last night. The thing I remembered most was while I was in it, and for a little bit after I woke up, was that I felt so much love. It wasn’t a passionate love, or a comforting love, it was just a soul penetrating love, to the point that I didn’t worry, I didn’t feel lonely, or have that lost feeling that always crouches at the back of my mind. I just felt dunked in, absorbed by, wrapped in, and thoroughly filled with love.
There were all sorts of old buildings around, about three to four stories high, made of big block stone, there was an open quad area where I could see people milling around and others heading off to class. I don’t know why I thought they were heading off to class, but that’s what I understood was happening.
I saw an old classmate of mine from college, Jon Kennedy. He was sitting in a chair, tipped back against the wall of one of these buildings and I went to sit down next to him. We greet each other and began chatting.
I said to him, “I’m so glad you’re here. At least I know one person. I’d heard Tunde and some others from our class were supposed to be here, but…” I finished. He said, “where is Tunde?” “Oh, she’s still back in Texas.” I replied. He nodded as if in deep thought.
He then began telling me his mom was wanting to foster or adopt. I said, “would they let her at her age?” He hunched his shoulders, like he didn’t know. He looked at me then and asked, “you were 46?” I said, “yeah,” then stumbled over my correction, “uh, no, I was 54.”
We sat there absorbing this information, when a woman, the caretaker for this building, came down the stairs next to us and ran around to the side of the building to check on an old man we knew.
I got up to follow her. Somehow I knew this guy had died young in WWI. He was here before I left the last time, and was here now that I’d returned. We all just knew him as a very old man. I went up to the woman, who was knocking on his door and peering in his windows. I said, “is he gone?” She said, “yeah, I think he left.” And somehow I knew, he had gone back to Earth for his next life. I looked back at Jon, and understood he was just patiently waiting for Jenny to come back. Then I woke up.
I wonder at the curious nature of some dreams. Most are random thoughts of the day that come out in odd jumbles, and then there are dreams like this, that feel so real, and make me wonder why I dreamed it.
at May 02, 2017
Wednesday, April 12, 2017
Friday, March 10, 2017
We recently tackled re-doing the dining room. Yet again we had to take a very dark room and brighten it up. It took a lot of primer, 36 hours of labor and six days overall working on the room. We also had to change out the dark orange light for something brighter. The white blinds for the windows arrived today, so I'll get those installed this weekend. Then all we'll be waiting on will be the pictures for the walls. They're being framed and matted. I don't know if it's just this house, getting older, or getting burned out, but I am not loving re-doing this house like I did our last last house. I'll be glad when this is all finished.
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