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The Eye of the Red Snapper

Redsnapper.jpg by Paulk via Wikimedia Commons

Lent – the forty days between Mardi Gras and, Easter – is the only time, so far, I’ve been able to be a true vegetarian. Not vegan (I still eat cheese – still working on that) but vegetarian – no beef, no pork (the easy part for me) and no chicken or fish (the harder part.)

My husband respects my goals on this so much, that he voluntarily doesn’t eat “red meat” at home and doesn’t eat much meat in my presence, besides chicken and fish. A few weeks before lent, he asked me if I minded if he brought home some red snapper someone at work had offered him. Since I’ve occasionally indulged in seafood (except during lent) I said okay. As a tomboyish youth, I took pride in cleaning fish myself, but this time, I was happy to leave that job up to my husband. The night being cold, he scaled the fish and cut off the heads in the kitchen. The smell was not pleasant.

Then I saw it – The eye of the red snapper, staring at me, from my own kitchen sink. The eye’s blank look confirmed that it was dead. But it was still shiny. The fish had been frozen until it thawed in my sink. Could the eye possibly still see me?

I think I’m going to get better at this vegetarian thing. It’s about time. I’ve been working on it for about 40 years. Not eating cows and pigs has been easy. And after watching enough videos of what happens to baby chicks on factory farms….. well… I think I’m done with chicken. Now the eye of the red snapper has given me an extra push toward being a true vegetarian. Even though the taste of its well prepared flesh was flaky and mild, I didn’t enjoy it as much as I would have, if I had not seen the eye.

On the eve of lent, during my church’s annual Shrove (aka Fat) Tuesday oyster roast, I only ate three oysters – well done and dry, not slurpy. Oysters don’t have eyes, but I wonder: Are they still alive when the heat of the roasting fire forces their shells open?

Sometimes I wish I didn’t think about such things.

Now, for a somewhat humorous, yet honest, look at this issue:


It’s about progress, not perfection.

(The red snapper image is by “Paulk” via Wikimedia Commons)



Hooray for Play!

SOC badge with butterfly

Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday post prompt for today was “-ay.” She encouraged us to  play with a word ending in “-ay.”

Say what you want. Not what you don’t want. That’s a theme for me this weekend, since Thursday, when I started working on a blog post for next week about some one encouraging that. But back to today!

If I say I don’t want this or that, or whine that I don’t have enough TIME, to do this or that. I’m creating negative energy. What I need to say is, I want more time! More time to play! More time to play with art, and color, more time to play with words! Like this! I’m playing right now, with words! I love it!

Monday I took a vacation day to play. I’d taken off Thursday to work on the house, and Friday, as usual to write. I wrote the word “play!” on my calendar for Monday. So my husband and I took the tandem kayak out to play. It had been months since we’d gone kayaking. Maybe even a year, who knows. So many things get in the way of play.

So we paddled across the basin to a small island. I had been worried, cause I have a habit of worrying, that I would be so out of shape, I wouldn’t be able to make it to the island, or really that my husband would have to do a lot more paddling than me. I did stop paddling about halfway across the basin, and he stopped too. We just sat there, looking at the water sparkling with sun drops. It was quiet. I realized that the more open the water is, the fewer landmarks, or objects there are to help you see that you are making progress. The little strip of beach on the island finally started to get closer. I guess it might have taken about 15 or 20 minutes to paddle to the island. I really have no idea, but it seemed like a long time. But we made it! Yay!

There was another couple there, each with their own kayak, and we chatted a bit, but mostly we just enjoyed the peace and quiet of the island. There are no man made structures there, just a little trash left by campers. We’ll have to bring a trash bag next time to collect some. My husband did find an old fire extinguisher and brought it home to recycle. The trash was hidden behind some bushes, so it was easy to look at the pristine parts of the island: the little crabs and minnows in the shallows, the white egrets and the brown pelicans. It was so quiet! Most of the time, all we heard were bird sounds and gently lapping water and the breeze in the marsh grass.

After relaxing on the island for about 30 minutes, and talking with a man who came in on a paddle board, we shoved off. This time, we paddled closer to the edge of the basin, near the marsh grass. We stopped a couple of times just to rest and listen to the quiet, and watch the egrets hunting and the pelicans diving for fish. We saw fish jump out of the water, and my husband said he wants to bring a fishing pole next time.

We worked hard paddling to and from the island. At least I worked hard. My husband said it was a good work out. And yet, this work was play. I needed it. I need more play!

Hooray for play!

Kayakers at Sunset by JoAnne

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Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

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