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What Day Is It Anyway?


While talking with my friends today, there was a hubbub in the yard. I went out to see and found that a neighbor’s visitor’s dog had come into our yard and killed our rooster. That was so sad. The dog was young and the owner was so apologetic. The neighbor buried the rooster. I felt bad because it was his rooster that had migrated here to our yard quite a while ago. This rooster was so protective of the ‘girls’ that none of the hens were hurt. But I will miss his guarding our home and letting me know when it was time to give up the toast crusts. Yes, I share my breakfast with the fowl beings.

It was the hottest day for us so far. 91. I think. Lots of humidity. We got out the little AC and put it in the window. Tomorrow cooler but wind and thunderstorms are expected. I hope for the cloud to cloud lightning as we don’t need fires with all that is going on.

Yes, it was a Friday. Trash picked up and empty for another week of refuse.

Though not as gorgeous as my friend’s from Carson, (sorry I can’t share that one, not mine to share) we, too had a beautiful sunset.

That last picture looks like it was raining over the fields to the north. Just a little cloud, but it was doing its best.

Oh! And I got some pretty yarn I can’t wait to make more socks with.


A horrid humid day. I didn’t even knit much for the heat. But I watched these shows today. The first was Quartet. I found it deep diving in Netflix. I’m tired of their suggestions so I scrolled a long time. I don’t want to watch another teen show. I don’t want to watch perfect Barbie Doll women. I don’t want to watch shows all about men with a sprinkling of women like bell peppers in a stew. Ugh! Boring!

And there was Quartet. This is one I will watch a few more times. It felt like there was quality there, even though it was produced (I think) by Weinstein, and one of the characters was a sickening old horn-dog, a skank, a whore-man. The rest was a pure story about people getting older and living in a home for retired musicians.

It made me think (music major in another life, or so it seems now). I think if people try to be resilient, the things they sunk their heart and soul into can move into other things to sink into. Especially if you are somewhat creative, one passion can become many others. Or you learn that maybe you have to adjust Like Julie Andrews had to. Maybe writing children’s’ books become a passion with the fervor of singing. Anyway, here’s a trailer.

The passion I felt from this movie was similar to what I felt long ago watching White Knights, you know the two dancers from completely different worlds. I even went out and bought the coffee table book about it. I know, I know, it is two guys. It was before my goal of women movies. But passion is what I’m talking about here. Just thinking about this movie makes me want to look it up. I think I used to own it, but who knows.

After a siesta as it was too hot and humid to move, I started watching The Goldfinch on Amazon. Not nearly as good. I was distracted by other things, dishes, and boring stuff, so I had to restart it like five times to understand what it was about. I don’t feel I gained anything by watching it. But I wasn’t into deep thoughts, just needed noise in the background. I felt so sorry for the kid as he didn’t seem to get any good breaks. And with the depressing stuff going on, this wasn’t the right thing to watch. But maybe others will like it.

Yeah, she’s in it but not much.

Now it is cooling off so I think I will stand on the porch and enjoy the sky, apparently there is a lightning show to the east.

 

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#WDIIA


What a great day this was! I finished a lot of editing and a little writing on Pandamapocalypse.

Then I completed daughter’s socks! At Last!!!!!

These were toe-up, Kitchener cast-on. Mostly flat knit stitch. Four-by-four ribbing with purls and true-knit stitch. And that last bit was the hard part. True-knit feels like purling and so I had to watch what I was doing all the time. I know there are people who love that stitch but I just can’t get a good rhythm going. Oh, and that is the Hers loom of the KB His/Hers set. I now have three sets but the last two sets are smaller than the first set that I actually broke a peg. I like the smaller set. They have the same amount of pegs but the feel is better. Now on to the boyfriend’s socks, yeah I still have the ribbing to go.

While sitting here being productive the sky put on quite the show:

 

 

In spite of the fact that it is supposed to be Spring, we are still only in the 50s during the day and freezing and below at night. Remind me in August and September how I complained as we have fires during 100-degree heat. I’ll apologize. I promise! And with skies like the above, the complaint is only a minor one.

I hope you all had good days and are remaining healthy.


Since we are retired folk, our lives are basically the same as usual. My bother and son live with us and have volunteered to do the shopping and getting the mail from the post office. Our small town is having as hard a time as everyone else. Our school and library are closed. I would assume the few restaurants are closed. We have two small stores, Cheron convenience, and a little grocery. We had already done the first shopping of the month so we won’t need toilet paper for a couple weeks.

So life continues around here, right now, as usual, with me knitting socks and hats, and the big guy doing his researches online. All the while we are bingeing our shows, like always.

We are finally caught up with one I didn’t like the first time I tried it. Westworld:

I think I may be willing to try Battlestar Galactica now. I have been able to follow the characters better than I used to. That had been one of my problems. The other was the treatment of women. But stick with it if that is your issue. These fems are kickass!

We are also caught up on Outlander. And I can say my reading is ahead of the television series.

I don’t know why I like them and seem drawn to them, but I love to watch disaster movies or medical shows. I just finished this one yesterday, the old classic Outbreak. I’m left with the question: What happened to that cute little monkey?

Last night I needed something I consider light–because I’ve watched it so many times, Greys Anatomy. I ended up watching several in a row. And I wonder why I didn’t get to sleep until 4? I was reading Outlander after watching the show. Common sense, Dar! I know!

The weather doesn’t want to settle down and be spring. Remember last night where the raindrops froze on the storm door window? Here’s tonight’s pic:

I hope you all are staying safe and warm. This was my edition of What Day is it Anyway? This is another great Linda G. Hill prompt.

 

 

Just Sayin’


40% chance of precipitation.

 

Kali thinks I can control this. Poor puppy! At least the rest of us have places inside for our needs. One word: Piddlepad.


Per Linda:  Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “dress.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

 

Dressed with the transparent reflective pearls, our new picture graces our Saturday pages. Only Nature can put on a spread appropriate to every day of the year. She is the dictator of our clothing. This weekend we will be donning bulky sweaters in the day and an extra blanket at night. Dress with less, and you are sure to be nipped by Jack Frost.

Speaking of dressing, our trees are completely naked. Just two short weeks ago, they were full of mostly green leaves. The yellow of Fall came and went within that quick season. And though I love the blue sky of Summer, blue sky Winter is ferocious! Without cloud cover, the temperatures dip to the teens and below. Without rain or snow, the landscape is prickly, yellows, and browns. Our desert doesn’t have cactus or those wonderfully spooky Joshua Trees. We have just a landscape of sagebrush and sky. Both beautiful in all seasons, but at times best seen from the comfort of shelter.

Playing around with words with ‘dress’ I found this humorous and somehow applicable to the subject:  With the addressability of ambassadresses in sweaterdresses, this climate only works for the rich as they can slip into vehicles or homes well heated. Even with the ankles left undressed frostbite won’t attack them due to less exposure than the poorly attired. (Where were Google Words when I played Scrabble?)

Ah, but I bore of the subject of the weather of my address. Ennui, sweats is my dress. Guess I had one more thing to readdress.

 

September Snow


On Hath day!

(Thirty days HATH September,

April, June, and November,

All the rest have thirty-one

Save February which has twenty-eight, and in Leap-year twenty-nine.

That’s how I remember it.

Anyway, this swing-shift sleeper didn’t get up for the full snow yesterday. This is all I got:

Little patched here and there .

Today Chris has a doctor’s appointment (shoulder recheck, I think) so I got up early to help him).Here’s what I saw:

A Fall Wonerland.

Old Bones and Joints Affirirm


 

And the trees that were green last week look like this:

The chickens have leaves to search under.

But they don’t seem to mind.

The coming cold and storm from Alaska make the barometric pressure change drastically. Which means I can barely move. Proof? Here:

Still, the child inside can’t wait to see the snow!

Sky


Captured last night sunset.

And snow soon!

Snowmageddon Continued 20190227


This morning:

At five when we all deserted the living room and the binging of Brandon Farris It was so thick any picture would look like a big blur. Tonight, when I took Kali out the snow on the porch was higher than my crocs. No socks wetness seeped in. Ugh! But the snow was big beautiful flakes that I don’t think my phone would pick up. Take my word for it.

Now because I brought it up, enjoy: (It’s supposed to be Brandon using Google Translate to bake a cake.)

 

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