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SoCS: Birthday Hike and Pizza

 Today’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start your post or one paragraph with the word ‘anyway.’” Bonus points if you start your post with “anyway” and regular points if you use it in a paragraph somewhere else in your post. Enjoy!

Anyway, is a useful word for getting back on track after tangents, so it could be useful in SoCS since tangents are common. Now, that I’ve mentioned tangents, none are coming to me. Stream on. “Anyway you want it” reminds me of a song. Not a song I love, but it’s nice to have options. Any way you want to go is okay, as long as no one gets hurt. There is more than one way to salvation, nirvana, happiness. Different pathways. Which reminds me that I have a lot of photos to share from my birthday hike at Carolina Beach State Park.

It was great to be back on those trails that used to be a traditional birthday adventure for me in years past. Not sure why I haven’t gone in a couple years. Maybe it was weather or maybe my feet hurt. Monday, which was my birthday # 67, we hiked for about an hour. We didn’t go to the giant sand dune overlook, but we did enough. The air was crisp and invigorating. It was Marley’s first time there. He was not interested in the water at all, but oh the smells! I think most dogs need to be introduced to water at a young age to be interested in it.

Anyway, my feet didn’t hurt and neither did my knee thanks to Nanosocks and my compression knee sleeve. It was a good day. After the hike, which was in late afternoon, we went out to dinner. My favorite birthday Thai restaurant is closed on Monday which was disappointing. BUT if it had not been closed, we would not have gone to Blaze Pizza for the first time which I liked a lot. It’s set up like subway, but the pizza is good, and they have lots of interesting toppings including vegan cheese, roasted garlic, and toppings like arugula after the pizza comes out of the wood stove. I love seeing a fire that gives the impression of a fireplace. Blaze Pizza is one of my new favorite places to eat.

Anyway, back to the hike which started along the intracoastal waterway and went into the maritime forest.

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SoCS: In the Elements, Mary Poppins, Wildlife Photos, and Getting Cozy

Today’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “element.” We can use it any way we want. Who knows what will happen?

It’s not so bad being out in the elements if you are dressed for it, and it’s like for 20 minutes. Last evening, I walked Marley in a chilly rain, well it was more like a drizzle. We just went to the park and back. Having run errands earlier, I was tired, but made myself go to an art show since I had entered some of my and my daughter’s photos with encouragement from my friend, Linda who is a photographer. Now, Friday evening, I’m drinking some hot tea called “Calming.” It contains elements of chamomile and licorice root and others I don’t remember.

The element of surprise is not something I care to be subjected to. Elements of peace and joy, those are nice. There is an element of joy in every day. What’s that song? “In every job that must be done there is an element of fun. You find the fun and SNAP the job’s a game.” How did I end up memorizing those Mary Poppins songs? We must’ve had the album when I was a kid.

Pausing to pet the cat on my lap, I don’t know where to go from here. Feeling thankful to be home and cozy, except I need a blanket on my feet. Next time the cat gets up, I will get the blanket. But my tummy is very warm, with warm tea on the inside and a warm cat on the outside. It’s not even that cold out, just in the upper 50s and rainy. Just enough to make the inside cozy.

Well, must be time for a gallery or something before I start repeating myself more. Maybe I’ll sleep in tomorrow, but I have a dog and a cat to feed by the crack of 9am, or the cat will chastise me for being late with long, loud meows.

“Yes, I will.”

Oh, what a life where sleeping in means 8:30am. I’m glad our host, Linda slept in on prompt day. My older sister’s name was Linda, too. It’s a lovely name.

The gallery shows the photos we put in the show which was about wildlife. The first two are mine, and the second two (Dancing Osprey and Turtle Undercover) were taken by my daughter, Ayla.

Isn’t it amazing how wild animals adapt to the elements? Especially birds. I certainly hope they don’t get as cold as I would.

Speaking of cozy, here’s my go to dinner music of cozy jazz:

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SoCS: Not Knowing and Being Thankful

Today’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a word that contains a silent letter.” Choose a word that contains a silent letter and use it in your post, or write about words with silent letters in general. Enjoy!

I just don’t know why so many words have a silent k at the front. We could differentiate no from the knowledge know with noe. Wait Why does knowledge have a k in front? You know what? I don’t care. Much. We have to prioritize our cares.

I still don’t know why I was so sick over the past week. Thought it must be covid, but nope. Two negative test results. I’m about 75% better now, thank God. But there were a couple days of headaches and chills when I got in touch with my own mortality. Thank you, God that the mysterious rash did not itch. It’s the rash that made me heed the suggestions of friends and go to the doctor Friday for further investigation in spite of feeling better – ish. We decided I will go back Monday for tests since the West Nile Virus antibodies take 8 days to show up. I look forward to getting my energy back to where it was. I miss walking Marley. I used to complain about being tired. Now, I’m looking forward to that level of energy which was good compared to what the mystery virus took from me.

Enough of that! I am thankful for what I have. Not knowing can be okay. Some things might even be better not to know. I didn’t used to believe that. But now, there is only so much room in this brain.

Not knowing much about Queen Elizabeth, it was nice to learn she worked on vehicles during the war and worked to help pay for her wedding dress. Plus, she loved animals, at least dogs, especially corgis. And here’s a humble quote from the queen:

Let us not take ourselves too seriously. None of us has a monopoly on wisdom.

— Queen Elizabeth II

Speaking of not taking ourselves too seriously, when I was about five or six years old, I asked my mother if Queen Elizabeth and Elizabeth Taylor were the same person. Mom laughed out loud and told me no, they were two different people. I didn’t know why it was a funny question. Now, I kinda get it.

Please feel free to join me in taking a moment to pray and/or send strength and comfort to the people and animals suffering from disasters around the world, especially in Pakistan, Ukraine, California, and Kentucky.

We are all part of the web of life. “Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.” (Chief Seattle)

Below is one of the many golden webs around my home made by what I call banana spiders. This one was well over my head. I cropped it to see it better.

Banana Spider

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SoCS: Fancy Hats, Plain Hats, Funny Hats… Improvise if You Have To

Today’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “hat.” Use it literally or metaphorically. Have fun!

Nothing is jumping out at me, yet, except that I’ve never been much for fancy hats – the big ones ladies wear to church on Sundays some places but more so in the olden days. I don’t want to be snob about something I perceive as snobby sophisticated. I should be more accepting. If someone gets joy from wearing a fancy hat, that’s nice. I should leave it at that.

I should also wear a hat more often outside because I have fair skin. So far, so good. The cap I’m wearing in my profile pic is more my style, though it does sometimes leave my ears and jaw exposed. Sometimes I wear sunscreen, but most of them have chemicals that are harmful to the environment, so the free stuff from Medicare OTC store, well, it will last a while.

Speaking of the environment, our water here has PFAS contamination. Thankfully, I got a reverse osmosis system for the kitchen sink last year, but lots of people can’t afford that. Three private wells are contaminated in our area, and I hope the wells at the farm animal sanctuary are okay. They need to be tested, but the testing and research is being done by consultants connected to the company, Chemours, doing the polluting. I went to a hearing Monday about the well situation to speak for the sanctuary. Then I asked a question about how we can stop the release of contamination at the source. What I meant was, alternatives that don’t create PFAS chemicals. These are created in the manufacture of non-stick cookware, water repellant clothes (probably like my windbreaker) and I think sunscreen. The panel from the state didn’t get what I was getting at.

We do what we can with the things we can control. Eat healthy, exercise moderately, don’t stress too much, and wear hats outside. Fancy hats, plain hats, aluminum foil hats, cowboy hats, whatever. Here’s a very old picture of my husband David wearing something on his head that looks like a hat, but I think it’s a planter that sticks into the ground. Hats. Improvise if you have to.

Circa 1958

And let’s not forget my dad’s M*A*S*H hat.

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SoCS: Can We Just Go Without Screaming?

Revolution.

I’d like a quiet one, please.

Is that possible?

Anything is possible, right?

But we need to speak up

For a revolution.

Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves.

Children. Animals. Planet Earth.

But the planet is speaking to us.

Are we listening?

Not enough.

So we must speak for the planet.

Sing for the birds.

Dance for the children.

Hope. Believe. Speak.

Try to speak with kindness

Not with hate.

Whenever you can,

Strive for peace,

But not peace at any cost.

Balance the cost.

We each make a choice

Every day. Every hour.

All is not lost.

There are still possibilities.

Perhaps we may not go quietly.

Can we just go without screaming?

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I keep wanting to add something, to clarify…. Maybe we do need to scream. Maybe some things are screamworthy. This just reflects my stream of consciousness. I don’t like loud. Chanting is good. Singing is good.

Sing it with me: “All we are saying, is give peace a chance.”

And…

I’m stepping out of the stream a bit now, because I found this relatively short TED talk about a quiet revolution. Susan Cain talks about quiet leadership and empowering introverts for the benefit of all. She offers this quote from Mahatma Gandhi:

“In a gentle way, you can shake the world.”

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Today’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is……. “rev.” Use “rev” or find a word that contains it. Have fun! Thanks, Linda!

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SoCS: Camera, Camping, Camels, and Camelot

Our prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “cam.” Find a word that contains “cam” or use it as is. Enjoy!

Camera. I use my phone. There’s a camera in my closet that is frozen as in stuck. I am so not mechanical. Maybe one day, I’ll get it fixed or looked at. But my phone takes good enough photos for me – just for fun, for now. Cameras are amazing when you stop and think about it. So much of our culture depends on them, for better or for worse. Let’s keep the most beautiful, life enhancing pictures and videos.

Camping. It’s been a long time since I went camping. I miss the camp fire and the smell it leaves on my clothes. But I don’t miss the sleeping on the ground. If I ever go camping again, I’ll be sleeping on a THICK foam pad, or in a bed in a camper, or a cabin. Maybe I’ll have a camp fire in the back yard this winter.

Camel. I’d walk a mile for one in my twenties if it was the only cigarette available. Thank God I don’t smoke anymore! The camel is a symbol of sobriety, since camels can go a long time without drinking. But they can’t go forever, and they’d want water. Water is the best thing to drink as long as it’s not contaminated. We finally got a reverse osmosis filter for drinking water at our kitchen sink, because our city water is too risky. Some people call city water Gen X water which is one of the contaminants. Camels got the wise men to baby Jesus. I hope they had enough water.

Camelot! It was a song and a movie. So romantic. At least when I first saw the movie and the play. Seems like it was in high school. Now, I’m irritated at Guinevere for cheating on Arthur. But I don’t know if that really happened. But I still like the music in musicals.

I was going to try to capture the romance of the movie I watched in my youth, or the play, but alas, there is no use. Monty Python figured that out.

I trust that no animals were hurt in this silliness.

Writing this Friday evening, who knows how I’ll feel in the morning after getting my covid booster this afternoon. There’s going to be some movie watching for sure. It’s nice not to have any other plans.

Update: The nurse said effects, if any, from my 1/2 dose of vaccine which is what the booster is, would kick in after about 12 hours. It was more like 8. My immune system cranked up at 10pm last night and has been going strong since. Maybe I shouldn’t have picked staying with moderna for consistency, but at least I know I’m building immunity, or so I tell myself – chanting in my head: Immunity! Immunity! Immunity! Even if it’s not 100%. It’s a good thing. Now, I’m going back to bed.

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SoCS: Gratitude and Angel Art

Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “close eyes and point.” Grab the closest printed material to you when you sit down to write your post, open it up (if it’s a book, flyer, etc.), close your eyes, and point. Whatever your finger lands on, use that as your prompt. Have fun!

Thanks Linda!

It’s Friday morning, earlier than I usually write my post for SoCSaturday. I’ve got a busy day getting ready for tomorrow’s artisan fair at my church. It’s a big deal to me. The forecast is for a lot of rain, but it’s an indoor event, so I hope they don’t cancel it. This afternoon will be clear skies, or at least not much chance for rain, so that will be good for the set up. I’ll share some more later about that if the stream takes me there.

So, sitting at the table which doubles as my desk, there is a pile of papers to my left. The one on top is a green piece of scrap paper that I’ve written notes on from one of my organizations – Northside Food Co-op. I live near the northside of town which is part of a large food desert that includes my neighborhood. We’re starting with a Saturday farmers market and the plan is to have an affordable grocery store in the area. I signed up to be on the community engagement committee. (This was after telling myself not to sign up for anything new.) Anyway, there was a zoom meeting and a guest who is a former resident of the northside. The young African American woman talked to the committee about growing up without regular access to food, the poverty of not knowing, watching her mother struggle, and some personal trauma that she experienced. I asked her what helped her get through these things, and she said she just did – she got through it. She shared a spiritual awakening as an adult that has given her enthusiasm to go back and help those in the old neighborhood.

I didn’t point with my eyes closed, because when I looked at the green piece of scrap paper trying to decipher my notes, I was pulled to the word, “gratitude” in the middle of the paper. The young woman who grew up on the northside said,

“I have a purpose. Gratitude is a big fire inside.”

That would make a nice one-liner for Wednesday. But here it is in the stream. A big fire inside makes me think of heartburn, so I don’t normally think that way. But for some people, a fire inside is a motivator for enthusiasm, a warm glow that gets things going. I could use some of that. I’m pretty busy right now, but I need more exercise as I get older. There is a tendency to want to be a couch potato which is okay sometimes. Good thing I have all these ideas that get me off the couch and nice weather of the autumnal kind to get me walking outside.

This morning David texted me that he has known me for 50 years. The party where we met in 1971 was on November 6th. That was so cool that he remembered, even if he remembered it a day early. He is the farthest thing from a couch potato. It’s interesting how partners compliment each other. I’m a night owl and he’s a morning person…….

I am filled with gratitude that God brought David back to me when the time was perfect. I’m also grateful that I have the flexibility in retirement to be busy, when ignited by the fire inside, or to sit on the couch and watch the Lord of the Rings or whatever I want to watch.

Here’s my favorite recent piece I’m taking to the artisan fair Saturday. I believe I already have a buyer!

“Blessing the Whales” ~ Acrylic on Wood Panel

Here are some other projects I’ve been working on for the artisan fair. David drilled holes in the mimosa cookies so they can be ornaments. We had to cut the mimosa way back when we had the roof redone. It grew back well.

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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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SoCS: Color is in the Eye of the Beholder

Linda’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “color/colour.” Use it as a noun, a verb, or pick a color and write about it–use it any way you like. Have fun!

I’m in the mountains this weekend visiting my son, daughter in law and granddaughter. There’s a lot going on that I can’t/wont’ go into right now, but I hope there will be some coloring in coloring books which always helps me relax.

What would the world be without color? Are there more colors that we can’t see as humans. Supposedly dogs and cats cannot see as many colors as we humans can, but what if they can see colors we can’t see? We know they can smell things we can’t smell.

I started volunteering at a farm animal sanctuary and getting to know a rooster named Leo. Leo likes to look at pictures of himself on cell phones. I’m told he can even swipe to look at different pictures. Leo didn’t swipe my phone, but he did seem interested in the picture I took of him.

Here are a few pictures from the farm/sanctuary where all animals have been rescued from factory farms or petting zoos.

Leo

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SoCS: Drive In Movies

When David and I dated in the 70s, our friend Caroline took us to the drive in movies so we could be “alone” in the back seat. We weren’t really alone, because Caroline was in the front seat, but she watched the movie, and we might have watched a little of the movie. Neither one of us drove yet. David was 15, and I was 16 and hadn’t gotten the confidence to get my license yet.

At the Drive In, (why do I capitalize that?) you pulled up to a pole with the metal speaker attached, then you put the speaker in the window and rolled the window up (with a handle) to hold the speaker in place. I saw a lot of movies at the Drive In. It was cheaper than going to the regular indoor movie. Maybe it was hot and buggy in the summer, but I don’t remember that. Sometimes we’d sit on the hood of the car, and sometimes we play on the playground in front of the big screen after the little kids went to bed in their parents’ cars. But it seems like there weren’t a lot family movies at the Drive In by the time I was a teenager. Things could get pretty wild at the Drive In once I was in my twenties. There was a lot of running back and forth between cars.

By the time I was in my late teens, I worked for a movie theatre chain so got in free. By that time David had moved back to Connecticut. Things were very different, less innocent. Not going to go into detail about that. Where’s that thing I saw on FB….

… and those over 60 might just forget.

It would probably be best to stop there as far as my personal adventures at the Drive In Movies. Oooh, but once they had an all night marathon of all the old Planet of the Apes movies. That was cool. it was probably one of the last times I went to the Drive In. I’ve heard they have been revived during the pandemic. It’s a good idea to have options and be able to take kids who could play and fall asleep in the back seat and maybe mom and dad would make out in the front seat. I wonder if my parents did that. Probably not so much since I was a night owl.

I remember going to see The Bird Man of Alcatraz at a Drive In as a kid with my parents in the front seat. It was a memorable movie. That must’ve been at a drive in on a military base in the 60s. Come to think of it, my older sister met her husband at a drive in. He was in the Marine Corps and worked at night as a projectionist at the base drive in movies. But that’s another story.

The Bird Man of Alcatraz was based on the true story of Robert Stroud (played by Burt Lancaster), a prisoner who befriended and studied birds to the point that he became and expert. I hope you can hear all of the video. Some audio has been stopping in the middle.

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Today’s prompt was: “drive.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

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