Foggy

The good news is it was 62 degrees F today!

The bad news is it was so foggy n drizzly out there. This is the fourth week in a row all my Days Off have been wet. I decided it couldn't wait any more, so I put on vinyl gloves n picked up most of the bottle-caps, broken glass, n stuff in the backyard.

Mischief wouldn't come outside with me, or even on the deck. Maybe it was the smell of the bee-repellant I put on the deck under-boards earlier. There's part of a small, paper-wasp hive under there from last year I'm hoping to stop.



The lawn grass is just beginning to get new, green shoots. Some of the shrubs are beginning to sprout leaves. I still need to clear leaves from the periwinkle area, which should bloom soon. Lillies of the valley on that side are sprouting buds already.

I made stick piles to pick-up when it's drier out. I saw the tulips coming up again, after being absent last year. I'd moved stuff from the folks downstairs off of them last week. I hope I can get to the rest of the yard clean-up before the tree pollen comes out. I'm sure those head-aches will be severe...


I'd wanted all of it done at the beginning of the month, n here we are on the last week of the month already- My ambition has been far ahead of my energy level after an increased workload.

Still, I can't seem to ever get enough sleep to make up for the last two years of deprivation. Rain n fog always make me feel like hibernating. At least a few things got done under soggy conditions.

I passed the M-cove n stopped for these pics on my way out to errands. I like how the otherside of the cove dissappeared. I hope you enjoy the presented transformations. Spring's transformation here has begun... under the fog.

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Here's pic of the pretty water reflection of the Harbor from the village pier for you, taken way back in April 2008 n buried deep in the old file system.
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Happy Easter from the Eastern USA shore.
Hope you get to find all the good eggs, n can fit them all in your basket.
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I don't get to celebrate today, I'll be working.


This new rendition seemed to fit the occasion. Now Hop along n go have fun...

Trophy of Spring

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Smile on me with green

Bloom swollen buds

Warmth is near

Bright staying longer
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Waiting too patiently

Thru time frozen still

Feel life's desire

To seek stature

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Acquire age, grow

Bear fruit, replicate

Stir tiny seeds

Soak up the joyful rain
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Remember who you are

Find a place to root

Where life isin't cut short

Visit with me dear green
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Poem by

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Original pic is of Maplebeards budding branches from the window against the grey, rainy sky.

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Stupid 2

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I had a "Stupid Directions" encounter the other Day.

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They were on sale for two dollars, so I sprung for a Hungryman Frozen Dinner, Microwave, Chicken Strip Meal I've never tried before. As a rule, I rarely eat microwave food.

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The directions stated:

"Cook 5 minutes

Carefully remove the brownie

Continue cooking ... Let sit..."

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After trying to follow the directions, I suggest changing them to:

"Carefully mangle the brownie,

(which sticks to the container.)

Eat desert first... Cook the rest longer..."

(At least the chicken was edible)

Ever run into totally impossible directions to follow?

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Stupid Blog Party 2011

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It felt like I was being watched when a Garfield cat cloud was spotted above. .

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Those Little swirly, magical imps run so fast I got dizzy. Remind me to lay off the rum...

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Mischief was streaking past when her radio-active lazer eye-beams just missed me, I think. .

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After getting a hearty thumbs up, we took off for the harbor. .

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My Niece, BBM, me, n Big Sis glowed with happiness in the sunshine. As the shortest, I was elected to go get snacks but...

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... a huge, green crab chased me off the pier! It was just a stupid Day... . .

(Last September I didn't post any of these pics. I don't know why...) . .

This is a stupid fictional post for the infamous "Stupid Blog Party" Held annually in conjunction with "Paradise Valley II Hell's Mountain" n the official rules thereof. The writer accepts no responsibility for damages inflicted as a result of reading.

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Should you choose to accept this assignment, make a stupid blog post between April 15 to 18, 2011, n link to ESR plus Paige, where the actual rules are located. Oh, n Tweet if ya got 'em, n pick up the badge too. What could be more amusing than that? Personally, I can't wait to read the other stupid posts- I need to laugh!

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Subconscious Adventures

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Finally Day Off time again, n the April showers are gushing away, so I can't get the yard started. There's alot of branches, beer-bottle caps, broken glass bits, n odd wrappers still strewn in the back from the folks down stairs. I'd like to get it out before the grass starts growing making it more difficult to do. Of course I'd prefer not to clean their mess at all... At least it's a warm to Mid-50's F out.
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I've been having some unsettling dreams this week. I blame it on both mentioning "nightmare" n the orange juice, which contains folic acid. I've noticed after supplying my body with B-complex type vitamen nutrition, I'll have vivid dreams.
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One dream took place in a modern-type of amber-toned pyramid complex with alot of halls n passageways, down, up, around, thru, everywhere. I woke up naming the dream, "Attack of the Snake People." You know you've exposed yourself to too much Sci-Fi when huge, intelligent, alien snakes five feet in diameter infiltrate your new pyramid. One is sword cut by a co-dream-occupant on it's underside while coming off a ramp, n smaller snakes are inside it, spilling everywhere, attacking everyone- "Quick, get up on another level! No that way-"
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Have you ever seen "StarShip Troopers?" I have all three films here.
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The second dream I awoke from today, began as a friendly visit to a computer geek womans house. We sat outside at first, chatting in a plant-filled area along with with some small computers n no idea of what she was doing on them. Then we went into the house, which had three kitchens- full of counters. Tons of folks were in there. The woman kept trying to give me food I didn't want, n kept putting it in a bag to for me to have later.
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After a while I wanted to go back outside, but couldn't get there. I could see sunlight shining out the windows, n I wanted to get to it, but the doors no longer led that way. Finally after going through to the the end of the third kitchen I found a staircase going out n downward to a lower level, ending in a rear-yard, shaded, area surrounded by chain fence n covered over with a low, flat ceiling. There were alot of folks seated at picnic tables eating, n I wasn't interested in that.. I could see some patches of sunlight beyond the fence, n thought of breaking thru here, but there were attack dogs on the other side of the fence...
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Do you remember ever dreaming you were trapped unexpectedly like that? It's an odd, "Hotel California," "Twilight Zone" feeling.


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Who needs movies when you keep inventing your own unconscieously? (I want to see the next Harry Potter film due out on dvd this week... but have to wait)
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(Lillies growing in the woods today before the rain)
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Okay, so I looked up the dream subjects at the Dream Dictionary link in my sidebar. My life isin't as exciting as this stuff indicates tho...
Pyramid Monument. Ancient knowledge. Seeking awareness with greater consciousness.
Hall Access. Privacy. Trying to find a connection with someone or something.
Snake A snake ready to strike means treachery from one you least expected; killing it means victory over enemies.
Reptile People are gossiping against you and beware of hidden enemies. Need to be cautious in business affairs.
Path A need for change in your course of action or conduct.
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Computer Facility of communication. high technology. New areas opening.
Plants Growth. Nature. Life. Let the natural process flow freely.
Food Pleasure or greed. Nourishment. Fortune in love affairs.
Kitchen Nourishment. Productivity. New developments in life
Sun Life. Energy. Continuity. You are producing something worthy
Prison Punishment. Lack of freedom. Confinement. Ask yourself what have you done wrong and need to correct.
Stairs Up or down. Aspirations. Looking to get to certain point against all opposition.
Dog To dream about a dog that fondles you indicates great gain and constant friends. To hear the barking of dogs foretells news of a depressing nature. Difficulties are more likely to follow.
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Chasing Rabbits

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The back of the dinghy says "White Rabbit, Long Beach, CA"

That's alot of drugs n alot of rowing to get here.... Ask Alice... .

I heard a really depressing story on the World News this week-end that I'm still reacting to. A floating debris field from Japan's recent tsunami, about 500 miles wide, is traveling across the Pacific Ocean via the North Pacific Current toward USA's West coast. First the more boyant items will arrive, then the heavier, deeper junk. It will contain all manner of jumbled, demolished life stuff like buildings n cars.

So not only are radio-active Blue Tuna swimming across from Japan for spawning season, doomed to fail due to poisoning n genetic damage, while spreading their invisible plague, but the thick, deep debris field is expected to harm more fish, sea mammals such as whales, n disable sea vessles. Oregon n Washington State will have quite a clean-up on their hands, in the future, n maybe parts of Alaska n Northern CA also.

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In a decade or two it's possible for some of this stuff to reach all seven oceans of the world, via main currents. (I aced Ocean Science in college) It could possibly travel all the way from The West Coast to my village harbor, just like the White Rabbit, tho I'm thinking the dinghy at least rode piggy back on a larger vessel, n used the Panama canal.

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What a nightmare This makes me envision- a pile of junk the size of New York state is on it's way.

Birds

"No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings" -- William Blake

Breadcrumbs are for the birds, so I throw them out the window where they don't go to waste. A birds eye view is from the highest point, being able to spot the smallest thing. Keen vision is key to their survival.

Really stupid folks are bird-brained, even if some birds appear very smart with excellent piloting skills in severe wind-shear conditions.

Going on yearly Winter vacations, birds are amazing migratory navigators.

Team players of the flock, they travel in organized groups. Birds of a feather flock together. Pecking order determines leadership.

Birds don't stay in an empty nest without eggs, but many folks do. .

Folks define their lives in bird Cliche`s.

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Chicken scratch isin't enough money. If you Chicken out, you're a coward. When you're free as a bird, you do anything you want. Rockin Robin is also a cool song.

We'll see if we can get this Bird off the ground n make the project a success. Duck, duck, goose is a fun group game for kids. A Hen Party is a group of grown women.

Counting your chickens before they hatch is never a good idea, because not every one can be a good egg. Carrying all your eggs in one basket is really taking a risk, unless it's Easter candy.

Whats good for the goose is good for the gander if you want revenge on your cheating spouse.

The early bird catches the worm, so don't sleep late n miss out on the top notch pickings.

Eating crow is shameful after being proven wrong in front of important folks. A little bird told me some gossip about you, but I can't reveal who it is.

You'll have the upper position sitting in the catbird seat. Round Robin tournaments find the best overall athelete in several events. A bird in the hand's worth two in the bush, because you may never catch them. Flit around like a little bird, going all over the place, fast. A Bird in a Gilded Cage married an old, rich guy.

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"It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds." -- Aesop

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Don't get caught naked as a Jaybird in public, it's very embarrassing!

A swan song is performed just prior to death.

The bird has flown the coop, n Elvis has left the building- .

I do enjoy Birds...

Little Bumps

. . Today I realized the last time Blogger allowed me to to get post text where I actually want it placed was way back on March 15. Prior to that time, I could always go back to edit n get it to change. For some reason, the editor's been changing the spacing upon hitting the publish button. . The past several weeks I've been re-locating spaces but upon publish, it would double some spots of text again. . In the case of my last poem, "Before," which seems totally different from the intended structure with out the form, after editing double spaces out at least 20 times, it finally removed my ability to put in any line breaks!. . I've even tried deleting n re-entering all the text, plus re-writing html code "div" tags, n it wouldn't allow the changes upon publish, tho it says it was published. . So forgive my sad text placement recently. To me it's very aggrivating to not have the control I wish. I'm really picky about it too! . As this pic from the woods this past week reminds me, just another little bump in the road, try not to go crazy over it... (Will I have to try re-edit this one too? - Come on Blogger, get with it!) Blogger again took away all my paragraph line breaks here!

Fools

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The garbage eyesore in the woods across from my house has really been building up. I took about 15 minutes to do a small section strewn with alot of unsightly stuff that bothers me alot when I see it.

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I always find some strange stuff. This year, I got more surprizes no doubt tossed in by the kids downstairs before they left...

(eww TG for gloves!