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A beauty like this guy struts in my yard every day. He is not ours. Neither is his matching hen or a white hen. They wander our yard like they own the place. That’s okay with me as I think that cock-a-doodle-doo protects our three quieter hens.

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Our three look like this one. We had four but a hawk got one of them. My brother had them all named. But I don’t know them that intimately. I do take care of one of their meals of the day. I have two peanut butter toasted sandwiches for breakfast. Kali gets one little corner and the chickens get the crusts. I am a vegetarian by nature. I am allergic to egg whites to the extent that I can’t get the flu shots or others that are based in albumin. But I love the sounds of the clucking and crowing all over my yard. They do their part to scratch out bugs and fertilize the soil. And my husband and brother enjoy the eggs. Me? I’m hoping for wee peep-peeps! But our girls attack the rooster if he comes near. Yay! Hens-lib! ??

Oh, that grass seen in the above pictures? That is truly greener on the other side of the fence. Our neighbor has managed to make and keep a beautiful lawn. We barely manage to keep the sagebrush away from our house.

Other animal sounds we hear around here lately are coyotes and their pups.  One poor girl here was followed to the bus stop by a coyote. She was smart and stood tall and yelled and it ran away. But they can be quite dangerous for people and pets. We have to keep our gate closed and watch carefully for those who might jump over into our yard. Kali and the chickens are in danger. As are the two stray cats that have been here even before we moved here. Rosey and Teddy are indoor felines. Meow!

Our other neighbor has turkeys. When we gave ours away he got some of his own so the gobbles are still a welcome sound.

What doesn’t make sound, that we can hear here are the alpacas that are across the way. They are cute. I wish I had one. Can you imagine the yarn I could get if I got good at alpaca husbandry?

We have seen bear droppings at the campground twelve miles away. That is a sound I don’t want to hear! GRRRowl!

Oh, I just thought of the deer and antelope that play around this here range. Kind of like the baaing of lambs or goats that some neighbors have. There are a few horses. Neigh, not a lot. Ducks and geese quack their honks and especially at sunset as they settle down.

The most annoying, yet cute sound? Oh, my goodness. This mildish winter has brought in the mice. We have cute mice with shiny coats. The other day I was reaching in a cabinet for a can of beans and I heard a high pitch bunch of squeaks. It is no fun to live in the country when you find things like that.  My brother found them and the chickens ate them up. Yes, I have tears in my eyes as I think of it. Soon after he caught a few bigger mice in traps.

I thought you might enjoy what our outdoor friends do that I have seen happen.

I just remembered the wonderful sound of last summer. We had some frogs somewhere between our yard and the nearest neighbor. The co-roaking was so cool! I hope we get it again this year, By the way, the weather is getting warmer and my son and I have made plans to start walking a bit. We spell out the word W-A-L-K so Kali doesn’t get too crazy. Her whining can quickly turn into barking lectures of great magnitude!

Per Linda:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “animal sounds.” Write about the sounds animals make and how you experience them. Have fun!

 


 

Per Linda:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cheek.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Enjoy!

 

My stream takes me from songs that talk about cheek to cheek to cheeky. I took a nap thinking about this. When I nap I try to leave on the TV so that my mind won’t think it is night time. The best sleeping shows for me have David Attenborough talking about nature and the world we live on.

I woke up laughing at the cheekiness of his narrative of a commercial about The Walking Dead. He was explaining about the whisperers and what their habitat was and what they needed to survive. I almost thought it was in my dream but it was an actual commercial. Does that define cheeky? It was funny.

I hope you are all having a nice weekend. We woke up to snow today and it is supposed to snow again tonight. Our poor plants keep having a hard time with these weird weather surges. Our mesquite bush is already leafing out. The trees have buds. I don’t mind the snow if it stays as it makes everything look pure and clean. But quick melting snow leave us with a muddy mess. Oh, well. I’m glad we didn’t have a -40 winter.

Anybody watch Picard? We loved it so far.


 

Per Linda:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “choices.” Base your post on the subject of making small, uneventful choices. Enjoy!

Come on! Decide already!

I can’t tell you how often people have yelled that at me. Small decisions are the hardest of choices. It is easy to do some of those big ones. Taking care of the planet, giving people fresh air and water. Being kind to everyone and all animals. Easy peasy.

But which color? Which rice? Which T-shirt?

This is a life long problem. When I was a girl my mom would take us to the library. I could check out ten books. That was lucky because I wouldn’t be able to make up my mind which books would grab me within three weeks. Should I go for the joke books, or more Mary Poppins or the guy with the penguins? Oh, maybe this horse book? Nancy Drew, I think I’m on book nine. Artbooks are fun. I must get at least one book from the adult section because I can read them!

So an hour or so later and mom and brothers yelling, in whispers, ‘Come on!’

The errand started out looking like this:

No, I wasn’t that cute. Though this could have been my daughter (with a similar affliction). But this is from Pixabay.com 

But I would leave weighed down like this with ten books, ALWAYS!

No, this isn’t me. This might be the pile I took to the table to sort through to get my ten. And I don’t like a couple of these books. It was the closest to what I wanted to use as an example of my inability to make simple choices. Again, this is from Pixabay.com

Happy February, everyone!


 

 

Per Linda:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “last call.” Talk about the enterprise (sales or service) conducted by the last phone call you received from a business you’re not associated with (i.e. your workplace), or talk about that phone conversation itself. Have fun!

 

Okay. I can’t fully join in the prompt. I hate the phone. I think I have said this elsewhere on the blog. If it comes to calling someone, even people I love, I get shaky and sweaty. I don’t understand it. I was the teen that had a mile-long wire attached to my phone, and an even longer coiled wire attached to the receiver. I could wander anywhere in the house and out on the porches outside.  I could be on the phone for hours. We could chatter on and on.

Fast forward half a century and I can’t make service calls. If it is an important call I have my husband do the talking. He has one of those deep in-charge voices that gets the job done and doesn’t seem to have the throw-the-phone-across-the-room syndrome.

On the other hand, I love meeting with people I love on FaceBook IMs or Skype. Especially now that you can talk to a couple people at a time. I love seeing the faces and the environment my loved-ones are in. It is the next best thing to being there. That being impossible due to weather and finances.

My last video call was with my friends. Before one of them had a heart attack and went to the hospital. Stents were inserted and my friend is home, thank all that is good. Gosh, if I lived there I would have been able to be moral support. I remember seeing my friends’ faces on that last call and feeling my eyes well up with love for both of them. I love our calls.

When my friend got home from the hospital, she found a key from one of her sisters. It was a key to the TARDIS. Gosh, do I wish we had one to go back and forth in time and space and seeing who you want when you want and when you need to.

Anyone want to join on a flight with me on this ‘last call’ phone booth?

 


Per Linda:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “movie title.” Take the title of the last movie you watched (just the title, not the premise of the movie), and base your post on that title. Have fun!

So Saturdays we often watch disaster movies when we are tired of watching shows about animals and veterinarians.  If we aren’t in the middle of a binge. Today’s movie was Day After Tomorrow. It is a fun go-to for us if we are both busy writing or knitting or reading.

The day after tomorrow is Monday. Cloudy, cold. But the day after that may have snow. I hope the snow we have right now isn’t gone so that soon the world will be as white as the world in the movie. No, I don’t want it that cold. I certainly don’t want to have to move to South America to get warm.

I promised that the second slipper sock would be done by today and: Ta DA!

I can’t wait to make more of these for the charity. I can imagine people stuck in bed needing to have warm feet. Again, this is done on the blue, 24-peg Knifty Knitter loom with (I think) homespun. It had to be a cuff down as the toe-up Kitchener doesn’t work well with this yarn. The cuff is e-wrapped and folded. The rest was a combo of mostly flat-knit or u-wrap.

I still have three socks on separate looms, a hat, and about three toys in the process. So I can’t tell you what will be finished the day after tomorrow.

I wish I could tell you what the next binge is for the day after tomorrow. We seem to be at a loss since finishing Gilmore Girls. Please don’t groan. My daughter tried to get me to watch them with her when she was in high school but I was working and very busy and just couldn’t get into it. When I finally got to it I groaned. I seemed to have run out of anything interesting. Sometimes you just have to give a book or a movie a chance. After watching the first few episodes alone, my husband came in and got addicted, too.

Being able to move through the last few decades, seeing old actor ‘friends’, the music and movie references just made this so much fun. And associating it with my daughter, empty nesting and the like made it a sinus clearer! It is weird that I haven’t needed my nasal spray or anything since watching it. We watched all of it and then the Seasons In The Life. Gosh, I miss it! I may have to go back and start again!

Any suggestions for our next binge?


This was the nearest book as we still have Christmas happening in our Christmas Valley home. I misread the instructions. I thought I was to use the first three words in the first full sentence. So there’s that. Here’s the first real page:

The first three words sang to me from this book I’ve yet to read: On the tenth of … the next… December didn’t fit in the rules but called to me as it is the day after my birthday. The tenth is a day late but usually, especially for Sagittarius beings, part of the month of birthday/Christmas a confusion of winter wear and honest attempts to make it special. But somehow, I feel it special now without any presents. Can anyone believe when they are seventy? But I still do the snow dance and get happy over certain songs.

That was a sidetrack. I think I meant to go through how Christmas is still here. AND how I still haven’t read this book. I pack it away with the Christmas decor. I do love Cornelia Funke books. And aren’t those pictures cute?

I know this is supposed to be a stream but I feel that was the Jot needed to suffice. Knitting and binging Gilmore Girls (were mid-fifth season) are distracting the writer in me. I hope you all are having a great weekend! By the way, another snow is expected tonight so the little bit leftover is going to get some friends.

And here were the instructions per Linda that I obviously didn’t read close enough:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “the first 3 words of the first full sentence.” Okay, follow me here. This is what I want you to do: 1. Grab the closest book to you when you sit down to write your post. 2. Open it to a random page. 3. Locate the first complete sentence on that page. 4. Use the first three words of that sentence to start your post, then take it from there–write whatever comes to mind. That’s it! Have fun!


 

Per Linda:  Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “ow.” Find a word that contains “ow” or use it as a word in your post. Have fun!

 

Wow! Well, quite the difference from Linda’s SoCS, with all the pretty snow pictures. She says Christmas hasn’t been white most of the time since she moved to her home. We’ve been here in Christmas Valley four years and except for this year, it has snowed for a lot of the Halloweens, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. This year it looks like April. We even have some grass. Yes, we had a dusting last night but I didn’t see much of that, night owl that I am, it was melted away by the time I got up. April snow! Except the day isn’t as long as it should be.

The thing is most of my growing up time, I lived in Sunny Southern California. If we wanted snow we would drive up to Big Bear and see it and come home to get warm. I didn’t understand the Christmas cards and the wintery wonderland stuff. Give me a good beach and I’m happy.

Reno was nice. but it was big-city snow. Dirty icky snow. Chrismas Valley lived up to its name every year. Beautiful snow with perfect timing. Well, my husband may not think the snow was perfect when he broke his shoulder walking down our driveway a couple years ago. But it was the layers of pretty over icy. Deceiving snow. It looks soft like things look when I don’t have on my glasses, but it was mean snow. OW!

Do you all still have your trees up? We do. It had snowed a little before we erected our little forest of three trees. I refuse to take it down until there is real winter going on here! I will try to take a picture through the window if it happens. What if there will be no more snow? What if this is the opposite of the Starks? Spring is coming. And it will last years and all we will have is Spring and Summer for the rest of our lives. If I only had a pool, that would be okay, I think. Oh, and we need to get rid of the summer fires. Sorry, Australia. Ours wasn’t as bad. But it does seem to be pointing to global warming. Now I’m sadder, madder and scared. Scowl, frown, twitching brows. GROWL!

So Weather Underground says we may have snow next Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Let’s grab that piece of hope, okay? Now I will take that bow. Yay! I actually wrote something for a minute!

By the way, I am going to try and edit and write every day this month. I’ll keep the commitment easy to keep. I’ll let you know when I do. I’m done being down. My has time flown! I did leave a few -ow words out there for others. I didn’t want to be a sow!

 

 

 


Per LindaYour Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “year.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

 

This has been quite the year. I always have heard that time passes when you are having fun. I figured when I reached my sixties and (gulp) as of the ninth, seventies, that time would drag. I mean, without the energies of youth, I figured I’d be so bored that time would drag. But it has been the opposite. Since my fifties, time has sped up. So much that it seems a snap of a finger between one year and the next. Heck, why even put the tree away, tomorrow will be Christmas again. But I guess it is the same reason we make our beds every day. Leave the bed undone, and it gets full of itchies and scratchies. Make it, and it welcomes you at night, smooth and cool.

Many don’t put up trees. Especially at my age. Why put it up? Kids are grown, or you never had them, It’s a lot of work. But it signified another year done well. It means warmth at the beginning of winter. Those glowing lights seem to go into my soul and, well, just make me happy.

I have friends and relatives that keep up their trees and just change the decorations according to the seasons and holidays. That sounds like fun. The couple times I’ve tried that I found that I just don’t have enough ornaments for other holidays and I don’t have the money to buy more, even at the dollar store. And last year, I just got tired looking at the trees. I don’t know why. It kind of lost its hope that it had as I decked those halls. And the snow outside was way prettier than my fake trees. This year, no snow. First time for Christmas Valley since we got here. Disappointing! Though the forecast says 40% chance of snow tomorrow. I’m not holding my breath. The cold is here and has been VERY! So maybe the trees will stay, just to keep inside warm and cozy.

How many of you are Sagittarius or Capricorn? When you are young, it seems unfair. Did your brothers have the choice of coat or sweater for a birthday or Christmas? No on their birthdays, there were art kits and scuba gear. That didn’t mean they went without coats and sweaters when it got cold.

Flip that to adulthood, three of my four are Capricorns, born just after Christmas and early in the new year. There was never enough money to have parties or get presents of any worth. But the blessing was that when my kids were young enough to enjoy the crazies of present unwrapping, my mother had a great job and could afford to get them anything in that wishbook that they needed. For their sakes, I was happy I was even glad my mother could finally give what I think she wanted to do for her own offspring.

Now, retired, with a tiny bit of money, I can’t afford to give to anyone. Even those in my house. My saving grace now is that I can make and give things all year long. My offspring are all adults with fairly good incomes, and if there is anything they need, it is within their own reach. And as I get the yarn I need for each person, I can make them something. The rest of the time, I feel I am creating for people who need the comfort items I am working on. So in a way, I feel richer than any other time of my life. As each new piece is made, it gets a home. It is Christmas all year long.

With all that in mind:

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Per Linda:  Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ingle.” Find a word that contains “ingle” and use it any way you’d like in your post. Have fun!

 

Remember when it was beginning to look a lot like Winter? Let’s just say we skipped Christmas, New Year’s, Valentine’s Day and went straight for March! The snow melted as if a giant hairdryer as been going for days. That rumbling outside is actually the wind, not Krampus. And that jingling you hear is a witch’s bell on her bicycle!

When Kali goes outside I stay inside. I stand on the warm side of the storm door. That whistling-whooshing makes me expect the biggest monster drooling to eat my poor pup.

Is my house going to leave the isolation of the desert and try to fly to mingle with others in the big cities where it is still Christmas?

I wish I could grab a can of Pringles. This wind makes me nervous! (Yeah, that was a freebie.) I’d have to go out in the bluster and live through it! Besides, the town has already rolled up the carpet and gone to bed. A single can of Pringles, is that too much to ask? Just thinking of shaking that can, gives me a tingle.

Okay, that is as far as my stream takes me. Those who can: Mingle!


Per Linda G. Hill:  Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “loud.” Find any word that means “loud,” and use it any way you’d like in your post. Enjoy!

 

When I woke up this morning I saw snow. Snow is beautiful. It looks clean. I love it as long as I can stay inside and look outside. AND snow is the opposite of loud. Unless you are looking at the bright sun and all that snow reflects in your eyes. That pain feels LOUD!

 

If you are older and have arthritis/fibromyalgia or other maladies of the aged, this cold weather hurts. Don’t say no one ever warned you. Ouch! Now that was loud!

 

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