Quiet

Quiet

It’s a very quiet day, today. I’m not really sure what makes it different. It’s often more quiet than it used to be. I only occasionally turn on the TV. I haven’t listened to radio in decades. I would turn on my iTunes, but it’s on the computer in my library and I hardly use that one any more. And though it would be nice to have my eclectic music in the background, I’m having difficulty getting Alexa to find…

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A Random Thought on Beauty (2026/03/08 at 5:33 pm)

A Random Thought on Beauty (2026/03/08 at 5:33 pm)

Just read Jude‘s post, and her response to a comment “There is always beauty.” struck me as profound. People (including myself, sometimes) don’t always see that. It’s true. Perhaps not if the definition of “beauty” is very specific. Some would say a rose is beautiful, but rose petals fallen on the driveway is not, even if they think rose petals strewn on a bed is. These are interpretations. A lot of beauty is tied up in interpretations. But what if…

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Spring All Winter?

Spring All Winter?

The first year I was in Oregon it was much warmer through February than it has been this year. Then the rains came in March and stayed until July. I didn’t yet have a garden then, so I’m not really sure what was blooming in January. I do know that this is the first time since I have had a garden that I’ve had roses blooming in January. It hasn’t been quite as warm as it was in 2005, but…

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Iqbal Junaid 11/28/34 (or 29) — 12/28/25

Iqbal Junaid 11/28/34 (or 29) — 12/28/25

 After 53 years, I had to say goodbye to my beloved. Iqbal Junaid 11/28/34 (or 29) — 12/28/25 I wrote here about the beginning. What I Did Today – Airy Nothing He was doing very well until just before Thanksgiving. Around then all the calluses on his feet started peeling off. This was a side effect to the chemo meds, so they took him off until the one tiny open wound closed. At the same time, his already small appetite…

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Turkeys and Friends

Turkeys and Friends

2025/12/18 at 9:03 pm I thought I’d posted this The turkeys have been stopping by about every other day. I don’t know exactly what they are getting, but there is something in my lawn (and sometimes garden dirt) that they seem to like. They are welcome to any bugs they find. The other day (Saturday?) they brought some friends with them. They came together a couple of times. Then, yesterday the whole flock (12-15 birds) of turkeys stayed in the…

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December 1, 2025

December 1, 2025

First thing this morning (about 11 am) I was greeted by the neighborhood turkeys. They were flying one by one onto our roof. But by the time I got my clothes on, the were on my neighbor’s roof. Today was a beautiful day. The sun was out for a good part of it. It was also warm–in the 50s I think. These are the flowers in bloom in my garden today. This is the spirea outside the kitchen window. Most…

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Today’s Ta Da!

Today’s Ta Da!

Done! To Do List I’m trying to put everything I want to get done in December (obviously some more than once) on this list. Hopefully, I’ll get here and keep track. At the end of December I’ll make a new list. Hopefully, I’ll have more creative stuff on that list. There is some creativity in Christmas gifts and decorations. but obviously I can’t show the gifts until after the 25th. Not that I actually believe anyone on my list reads…

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October??

October??

Should be June, 2020!!! Even with all that has happened. I suspect that’ll be my complaint for the rest of my life. I was going to crochet today. I still will do come work on the sweater I hope I’m making, but it’s five o’clock already. Actually with my night owl schedule, it’s like day people’s eleven a.m. That’s not so bad. I always want to be a day person, but I am what I am. When my dad retired,…

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Oh, Well

Oh, Well

So much for getting here everyday. I wonder how writing for fifteen minutes a day, or writing one paragraph a day would work. Perhaps it will lead to at least one post a week. Or it may make me less ramble-y, though I doubt that. I lose track of time. Not just in the getting-lost-in what-I’m-doing way, but also in a when-did-I do-that? and how-long-ago-was-that? way. Past time is ultra compressed for me. I think it’s because I simply omit…

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. . . continued

. . . continued

Monday was a reasonable day. The weather her has been slightly cooler than usual, so working outside was pleasant. I watered the pots, dug out two runner plant roses and potted the to put at the rose trellis in front, scraped some of the moss off the driveway, and blew away the leaves that had gathered under the balcony. I also managed to fill and shock the spa. At some point we had a telephone conversation with a dietician. She’s…

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