Anything is Possible!

With Love, Hope, and Perseverance


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Rainy Days and Mondays Have No Power Now

Today’s prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “a rainy day.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the phrase “a rainy day.” Enjoy!

Karen Carpenter sang, “Rainy days and Mondays” always get me down.” Such a sad song as I remember, and what a beautiful voice she had. We sang together often via the radio and vinyl albums. I had to go listen to the song again suspecting there was something not so sad in it, and there was. “…. run and find the one who loves me. Nice to know somebody loves me.” and something about this feeling has come and gone before. That’s the nice thing about getting older – knowing our moods will change. The sadness will lift or ease up. Moments of joy will come, too.

Rainy days don’t really bother me as long as nothing is leaking. Mondays don’t bother me anymore since I’m RETIRED and still thankful for that. I don’t think I’ll ever take that for granted – being able to make my own schedule, stay up late, sleep in…. unless I want to have breakfast with the early bird who gets the worm and falls asleep early which is okay. What was that worm thing? Never mind. Stream of consciousness take me somewhere marvelous!

Rainy days. Rainy days. As long as it’s not cold, rainy days can be fun. There was that summer day in 1993 when I was nursing my baby girl, and my son and his friends were playing outside, singing silly songs in the rain. I took maternity leave for the whole summer – a little slice of heaven. Funny how I prided myself for so long on being a career woman of 30 something years, and now, I LOVE being home. Good thing.

What would I find if I type rain in my pictures?

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No More Tempestuous Relationships!

Today’s prompt for Just Jot it January is: tempest. Thanks, Liz, for the prompt, and thanks to our host, Linda Hill for #JusJoJan! For details, click here.

There was a tempest in my gut, and in other parts of my body, too. It was almost 20 years ago, but I still remember how the tempestuous rebound from hell affected my body. Working a stressful job while being a single mom didn’t help either. Why didn’t I listen? I was wounded, vulnerable. But not anymore. Now I listen to my body, most of the time.

The older I get, the better my body gets at telling me, “Hey! chill out!” It might be acid reflux, or tiredness, or a spasm somewhere or other telling me to check in and examine my habits, particularly when it comes to stress. (Or eating too much sugar which happened over Christmas.)

Some stress is good, like steady regular exercise where we push a little harder depending on the day, again listening to the body. A little stress makes us stronger. Problem solving, watching Jeopardy, crossword puzzles, these are some of the brain exercises that stretch our skills. I want to keep doing those.

Training a new dog, who is both headstrong and physically strong, can be stressful, but David and I are in control of that. Sort of. Our first professional training session is Monday.

Marley is a big baby, most of the time.

Here are some good relationships I am grateful for at home and at the farm animal sanctuary:


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Good News Tuesday for Jan. 4, 2022: Housing Rights, Food Waste Recycling, Glitter from Fruit, Elk Rescue, and a 14-Year-Old Runner Pushes Her Brother in a Wheelchair Cross-Country

Seeking Balance One Tuesday at a Time

Today I have two videos! They are both about generosity through hard work. Generosity happens to be the prompt for today’s Just Jot it January. Thanks, Sadje for the prompt, and thanks to Linda Hill for hosting Just Jot it January. Learn more about #JusJoJan by clicking here.

Housing Rights Protection in Lebanon

The nonprofit Housing Monitor in Lebanon offers support to tenants facing eviction through a hotline, legal representation, and community organizing. The service brings together refugees, migrants, and vulnerable Lebanese. Here’s more from GoodGoodGood.

California Launches the Largest Food Waste Recycling Program in US

This month, California will implement the “largest mandatory residential food waste recycling program in the US.” The program will cut down on organic waste in landfills and reduce methane emissions. (This encourages me to keep on composting.) The Guardian has details

Glitter Made from Fruit

Check out the story from GoodGoodGood on glitter made from fruit. It’s biodegradable and way less harmful to the environment.

Families Save Six Elk on Christmas Eve

As a 95% vegan lover of animals, I find this story interesting. It happened Christmas Eve when a hunter alerted his friends about 12 elk that had fallen through the ice on a river. Families were able to save 6 out of the 12 elk, and the six elk who died will be food for the rescuers. The story clearly shows that the hunter families felt compassion for the elk, particularly for a special calf. I am thankful for their compassion. It makes me wonder about the possibilities.

14-Year-Old Runner Pushes Brother in Wheelchair in Cross Country Races

Susan Bergeman, a fourteen-year-old from Wisconsin, pushes her brother Jeffery who has cerebral palsey in a wheelchair in cross-country races. Her strength, love, and generosity are phenomenal. Take a look:

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Yum Yum Yummies in the Stream of Consciousness

The prompt: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “yum.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun! But also, we have the whole weekend since Saturday is Christmas day! Thanks, Linda.

Well, I certainly took advantage of the all-weekend long option. Not procrastinating, but I was happy to have both of my adult children and their significant others come over Saturday night which was Christmas night. There’s something about having them all under one roof that feels yummy (especially if we stay away from politics.)

My son and wife brought their dog Rumpke who is not friendly with other dogs, so we walked her with Marley who does like other dogs together. They didn’t exactly get along, because we were careful, but there were no fights. My granddaughter spent the night Saturday and went to church with me on Sunday. I love singing with her. At age 10, she has some talent for singing and knew a lot of Christmas songs from the radio and from Grandma. My daughter made me some gingerbread and I had bought ginger snaps and pumpkin pie. Those are my favorite flavors – cinnamon, ginger, cloves – along with dark chocolate, but not together. Yum!

When I first read the prompt, way back on Friday night, I thought of the yum yum tree that lingered in the back corners of my mind. There is such a thing as a yum yum tree. It has interesting looking fruit.

Being curious, I looked up Yum Yum tree before I started this post. Yes, I bent the rules some, but I’m in the stream of conscious, now. There are a lot of restaurants named The Yum Yum Tree. There’s also a movie from 1963 which is probably what I vaguely remembered from my early years. The movie, I discovered, reflects typical gender stereotypes from the early 60s. It looked entertaining, but not worthy of sharing.

I also thought of the song that goes, “Yummy Yummy Yummy I’ve got love in my tummy, and I feel like lovin’ you.” Do I want to share that? I don’t know. It’s a catchy little tune…. Nah. I’ve had enough sweets for a while.

I hope you’ve been enjoying your holidays in whatever way works best for you. Here’s to a wonderful new year full of hope, peace, strength, and many joyful moments!

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SoCS: Betcha By Golly Dr. Seuss Knew a Thing or Two

Our prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “golly gee.” Use “golly gee” or another interjection that displays the same sentiment in your post. Enjoy! Thanks, Linda!

Golly gee whiz! Gee willikers! Wiskers on a fish! Fish who can talk! Dr. Seuss knew all about them. So many things we have yet to see. After all, “the universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.” That’s one of my favorite quotes, but I don’t know who said it, right this minute.

Expressions of amazement like, golly gee, remind me of my dad and the 1960s. Sometimes he’d say,
“Holy Mackerel!” or “Holy Mackerel Andy!” Maybe it was in response to one of his children getting an A on a test. Maybe it was when he caught a big fish. Maybe when he saw something amazing on TV, in living color no less, like a giant horse or a flying saucer. No, something bigger, something fantastic! I can’t think of what that would be right now. But the TV is on now (Friday night) and “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” is coming on, so we go back to Dr. Seuss.

I like the animated version of The Grinch better than the one with actors. I guess there’s a nostalgia in the sweet singing of the Whos down in Whoville. A lot happened in those 30 minutes. My favorite line is the one about,

Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas means a little bit more.

Something like that.

Those old expressions of amazement are lots of fun, they’re the cat’s meow, a real humdinger, like that Dr. Seuss guy.

The first song I thought of when I read the prompt was “Betcha By Golly Wow, by the Stylistics. It doesn’t get much smoother than this. 1972. Golly, that was a year to remember! My high school sweetheart left me standing there for the long and winding road so we could both grow up and grow up some more, till the time was right for another Betcha by Golly Wow.

Thanks to our Stream of Consciousness Saturday host Linda Hill for this fun prompt! For rules and more streams, visit Linda’s post here.


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Good News Tuesday for Oct. 26, 2021: Egyptian Sister Band, a Cancer Fighting Fungus, and Dads on Duty

Seeking Balance One Tuesday at a Time

Egyptian Sister Band Sings Out for Women’s Rights and Safety

 In Egypt, the feminist duo – ElBouma, or “The Owl” in Arabic – is singing out against abuses faced by women and girls. The sisters sing about child marriage, sexism, patriarchy, and gender-based violence, “with harmful practices such as FGM still common in remote parts of Egypt.” So far, they have received very little public criticism. I found this story in my Goodnewsletter.

A Himalayan Fungus Helps Fight Cancer

An Oxford University Study has found Cordycepin, a naturally-occurring nucleoside analogue in fungus, to be helpful in fighting cancer. The company NuCana has been using a novel technology to streamline delivery and dosage for better effectiveness. Read how science and nature work together in this article from The Good News Network.

Dads on Duty

I saw this last week at the end of nightly CBS news and knew it had to come to GNT. Watch how dads have organized to stop violence at a Louisiana high school.

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One-Liner Wednesday on Children and Laptops



Children need places where they feel safe.

We can’t protect them from everything,

but we can give them our best.

Colin Powell died on Monday, October 18, 2021. He was an American statesman, four-star general, and the first African-American US secretary of state. He served as commander of the US Armed Forces and the US National security advisor. He was born in New York City in 1937 to Jamaican immigrant parents, raised in the Bronx, and went to public schools before joining the army.

A diplomatic moderate, Colin Powell was the only republican that I would have considered voting for as a US president. Anything is possible.

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One Liner Wednesday: “… all the honor students were girls.” Mama Bear Stories from the Past

This post is a little longer than the usual 1linerWeds post, but I wanted to honor my mother-in-law Carol who told me these stories during our recent visit. Turns out this sweet, mild mannered lady was quite a “Mama Bear” back in the day. In the 1960s, there was no kindergarten in the small New England town where she was raising three sons. Carol helped create a kindergarten in a model home donated by a new housing development. She took care of a two-year-old so his certified teacher mom could teach the class. A year later, the state mandated schools have kindergartens.

Not long after that, Carol helped create a library for the school so the kids wouldn’t have to use the town library. Carol and her friends researched the standards, got a room in the school, ordered books, and typed up the cards for the card catalog. The all-volunteer library lasted for almost 10 years until a new school was built with a library.

When Carol reported that the school bus was over capacity, the school told her she had to get a police officer to count the kids on the bus for confirmation, before they could get a second bus. Of course she made it happen.

Years later, after having dealt with the challenges of two intelligent sons (including my husband) being bored and restless in middle school, Carol decided she didn’t want that to happen again with her equally intelligent and bored youngest son. She told the school her son was bored and needed to be in the advanced honors class since his grades were good enough. She was told no, because he was a boy and

.…all the honor students were girls.

Carol went to the principle and then to the Board of Edcation and told them she wanted her son in the advanced honors class. She finally got permission. After that more moms with boys got their sons in the honors class.

Here are some old photos of my husband David as a child:

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SoCS: Art Inspiration, Vegan Aspirations, Expiration Dates, and a Road Trip

Today’s prompt is from Dan who’s filling in for Linda. You can visit both of them over at the virtual bar at Dan’s blog today. Here’s what Dan came up with:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “inspire/aspire/expire.” Use them in any form you like. Use one, use two or use them all if you want. If you use two, you get bonus points! If you use all three, Cheryl will put your next drink on David’s tab. Enjoy!

I hope to inspire, but more naturally than in the past. Because I like to be inspired, too. In my art folder here on my laptop, I have a folder named, “inspiration.” It has ideas from nature and other people’s art that I want to, not copy, but be inspired by, taking my own spin on them. Clouds inspire me, like this one:

If you know a lot about clouds, you might be able to tell I turned this upside down. Originally it looked like a bird or angel diving down to earth. Turning it upside down makes it a rising mermaid or angel or something. I like rising better than diving, though I do love diving under water. So I’m going to paint it rising, whatever it turns out to be. The head will be different. We’ll see what happens. Do you notice the face near the very top a little to the right of center? It’s kinda eerie/cool. The face seems to be looking over a shoulder or wing.

Aspire. I have aspired to be and do many things. Maybe the best is to aspire to be ourselves. Our true selves, not what others expect. I think of myself as an aspiring vegan, inching closer and inspired by the vegans at the farm where I volunteer. Been doing better on not eating fish. Gave up chicken a couple years ago (the chickens on the farm reinforce that) and stopped eating mammals in my early twenties. Cheese though is sneaky. Dairy productus show up unexpectedly in granola bars or veggie burritoes. Anyway, I’m not perfect, never have been, never will be.

Expiration dates are subjective. My husband will eat (almost) anything that smells okay even if it’s expired. I might go a couple months out from when something was said to expire. Maybe six months. A lot of food is wasted because it’s expired or looks funny, but it’s still good to eat. I’m glad people are starting to rescue and redistribute some of that. I got some free almond butter that had expired at the new food co-op down the road. Almond butter is something I don’t usually buy, because peanut butter is so much less expensive, and there’s something about almonds production that’s a problem, maybe with bees. I don’t remember. But it was a nice gift, the expired almond butter.

My energy level expired Saturday when David drove home from southeastern Connecticut to southeastern NC. He’s a tough guy. Just riding in the truck all those hours was hard on my body. We took the scenic route close to the eastern shore, because it was less traffic and less stress, though more time (15 hours with our stops.) We had considered stopping for the night halfway, but David seems to have an amazing ability to keep going which only inspires me to take a nap or take pictures. Oh, the reason for the trip – we had gone to visit David’s mother who is 86 and doing very well except for some vision problems. (We have all been vaccinated.) She was very happy to see us after five years and told me all about her volunteer work at the elementary school when her kids were little. I’m going to write another post about that sometime – about how she helped start a kindergarten, school library, and got things done as a mama bear back in the 1960s. But that’s enough for now. Here are some photos from our trip. I hope to stay home for a while.

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Happy October!

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SoCS: Puzzle Pieces and Loving the Unvaccinated

Today’s Friday excellent prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is…… “puzzle.” Use it any way you’d like!

Puzzles are a big part of life. Big puzzles and little puzzles. Hard puzzles that take years and years to figure out, like, Is there a life partner out there for me, and where the hell is he? What’s taking so long? Oh, I need to work on me first. Finally figured that out. Now it makes sense. Self love and spirituality were pieces of the puzzle. And it wasn’t all about me.

There are easy puzzles, too, like what to have for dinner. What should go in the soup? Some things don’t fit, but must do if you’re willing to be adventurous. And then there are all those in between puzzles.

People could be like puzzle pieces. We need lots of different pieces. The best puzzles are diverse, with lots of different colors. Some of us are on the edges, some in the middle, and there are cornerstones. With buildings, cornerstones are important. And there’s more than one. Maybe even more than four. I don’t know.

What happens when we are missing pieces to our puzzles of life? We wait. We search, or we accept. Maybe we could even make our own piece of the puzzle. Like cut it out of cardboard and color it just right to fit. Maybe it will work. Then maybe we find the other piece. Or not. It’s okay.

It’s puzzling that some people refuse to get vaccinated and refuse or resist wearing masks. Some of them are my family members who I love dearly, and so I worry about them. I can’t just write them off. When I work to try to understand their reasons for not being vaccinated or wearing masks, there is more than one reason. But when I really listen, deep down it is about fear. Misguided, irrational, and confused, in my opinion, but still fear, not selfishness. I don’t know the answer, and I don’t know if I can change their minds. Still, I let them know about my friend who died from Covid and my friend’s son who died from covid last week at the age of 36. Neither were vaccinated. Still, I love them, my unvaccinated loved ones, with a little more distance, but just as much love as ever.

Here are a few photos from my grand daughter’s 10th birthday party. It was all about unicorns!

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