Loved ones

 

Good doggies playing, last night

New attitude today, says C

     Incredibly beautiful day today. 63° at 11:15 AM!!! Plus, sunshine. Red is napping after his walk with A and ball game with me. Good visit from our neighbors last night and good note from C this morning. German webinar coming up in an hour and a half with talk of reason, conscience, and morality; should be a good one.  

Grate day, H2O everywhere

Water running in the streets

     RS is so full of it.  “I believe we are in WW3; a different form of war than in the past: economic destruction. Based on oil. We sent 2 real estate people to negotiate nuclear (deals).  Khomenei issued a fatau holy law 1999 that Iran cannot have nukes. So we get the opposite of what we want.  This morning in my sitting I imagined I was an Iranian woman with a child, suffering this bombing. People in Dubai are euthanizing their pets lest they be killed in attacks. Or if Iran attacks desalination plants millions will die of thirst.”

    Where does he get his so-called facts and ideas?  They prompt incomparable virtue signaling in “holders” of conscience and suffering, to which I have nothing to say, particularly because I suspect we all tend to feel fairly low-grade varieties of suffering combined with high grade imagination.  Forgive me if I’m wrong.

      Spoke to SB by phone today. She was having a frustrating day with clerks. We improved it by laughing at it.

     Neighborhood walks with Red. Great temp and sun.

     Tired from the time change .

Down by de schoolyard

 

 

Good to see kids at play and spring coming on

    Very good webinar today. DG is amazing in his analysis of the books we read.  Don’t really feel like talking tonight.  I’ve been binge watching a TV show which is not good for me, but I haven’t stopped

Good times

 

Rodanthe, 10-16-14. No I don’t know any of them.

     Not a great morning. Wasted time, very frustrated with computer crapolla.

Yikes!

Two in front porch flower pot one morning, GA

Lighting change

3-5-2023

     Those are not something you want to see everyday, and were just babies. Glad I got pics, and I think that’s when I bought snakebite kits for the house.

      Nothing like that at my house; mostly and rarely random mice, rats, gophers, skunks,  chipmunks, squirrels.  

      Too quiet today maybe. Sleepy. Snowy am, so hello J, goodbye 40 bucks, not that I’m complaining. He’s so worth. Snow is melting fast as we knew it would, and it’s a gray day. Dogwalker the lovely A brought Nola by to play, then Red and had chanced to greet G&L at the end of the driveway, always a pleasure.  Now we’ll go return an Amazon book:  too heavy and misty smelling to keep, unfortunately. Didn’t like it at all, much to my surprise. Les Tres Riches Heures…, always a fave of mine, but not this format. 

ice is nice

 

Tiny, but looks massive, like a glacier

What does that say about trusting veracity of images?

Redux, this morning 8:20

    Up early to take Red to Spaws for the monthly ablution and trim. Had a chance to speak to my girl S, congenitally, about how much vacuuming was enough. We concurred. Enough to avoid dirt and guilt (mine).  She said her kitty tells her when it’s time to break out the big machine, not just spot vac. She helped me feel happier about my similar habits. I really do feel guilty about not vacuuming every two or three days, but not enough to change the pattern.

     Got delicious Mr Bagel for breakfast, but especially enjoyed observing the clientele, including moi, and servers, sounds and smells, the whole atmosphere of the little cafe.

       A is off to optometrist, so with Red at grooming, I’m having a rare totally quiet time home alone.  I’m not doing anything much different, but it feels odd, not referring my movements about the house or even change of posture and seating without referring to mylittle dogs needs or to A’s location and activities in the house and, actually, time. Truly highlights mechanicallity.

Just another prettty

 

Late

Early

     Beautiful bright mild day after last night‘s fresh layer of clean snow.  We took a leisurely mile walk at 1:00 on very wet streets—the sun had had time to melt the snow pack considerably. Red loved getting on top of the drifts and crunch down through them, roll himself in them for some reason, like adding sprinkles to himself.  He played with Luca, just back from a road trip to Fla. K said the little dog loved riding in the car even though they drove through on the trip down.  She’s looking to buy a property there. They visited relatives rather than doing the tourist thing.  

    We also spoke to P, who showed us a black slate valentine painted by a friend, and we waved to G’s wife and granddaughter, as well as to J when we heard Dewey bark hello. Yesterday in the windy cold we greeted three men on our walk, including P, J’s son, and one with a big smile whom we didn’t know. It’s really pleasant and important to encounter neighbors in the ‘hood.

      This is concerning:  A and Red went for a short errands drive, while I napped. I greeted him when I thought I woke up and asked when they got back. He said 5 minutes ago and I already had spoken to him, had said I was awake. He had put Red on the bed. I looked and was surprised to see him there, asleep.    

     I won’t report this to a doc yet, but I want a record of it.  It sounds like that temporary amnesia incident I had a few years ago. It’s scary to me. 

      Mid day after all my usual foolish Sudoku and reading, I wrote emails in support of Mr Trump to him and to Susan Collins. I don’t expect to have an effect on her, but I’m glad I expressed my opinions. 

      I was looking at photos of Mom on my phone last night. None of them are very clear. She’s never smiling either. I wonder whether I look like her at any age in our lives. Not so much beyond puffy old lady faces. I know I smile. Her birth and death dates are within a week. Needful to think of her, keep her memory green .

Inattentive

 

Blood 11-8-22

   I missed the blood moon this morning, and I should not have;  I was awake, but did not remember to haul out of bed or look out the window when I did. My loss.

Foolscap

July 8, 2015, Northport

I on his path, properly attired

     Who says the Chinese don’t have a sense of humor?  I found the following YouTube short to be hilarious.  The original “shows” dabble in absurdity and fun  Then one man and his helpers’ mockery  of “fashion” brings parody to perfection.  Many versions of the video exist.  Monty Python would be so proud and would add one edit  —struts only— to the Department of Silly Walks.

     I would love to know the story behind its making— where is he?  What motivated their production?  If he’s in China, any censor involvement or local social repercussions?  Where did he see the originals?  Any financial profit?  

     But the real point is, watch these on YouTube if you want a laugh, starting here.

     https://youtu.be/dlt-u4DleHs?si=GT5ST1qTpz5CSejA

Mush, puppy

 

Another snowfall, welcome March 1.

Tasty, Red says. And I have on my fur coat.

     Two webinars this morning with G and D.  I’ll report back. I think sis L started a Substack; I was invited to follow her when I was looking at LVL‘s yesterday. I’m really curious, but I’m half afraid to look at it, lest it be political haranguing.  I will check it out and get back to you (me).  Starting to sound like Beelzebub this morning, promising Hassein, I’ll tell you about that in detail later.  We all know, of course, that he almost never did.