Is Enough Ever Enough?

I am hoping that at some point we all will be satisfied with what we’ve got. That may not be realistic considering that capitalism is apparently about more, or that, realistically, many of us are sorely in the need of a bit more; but at some point, we are carried in life by what is around us and we recognize extra. What we have here in our very diverse country, is wealth beyond what most in the world would be overjoyed to have a small portion of. That is what I think Thangks Giving should be about. I hope you all were able to feel a sense of that  this year. I did. I realized that I had much more than I needed and vowed to somehow give of myself to equalize things, so to speak. Thanks Giving. Giving.

                                                              Love to you all

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Is Enough Ever Enough?

Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving,… and all through the house

Saw a big fookin rat on the deck tonight- scampering from the birdbath to the wood pile. Some how it was comforting; I don;t think he could get into the house and had to settle for a cord of mixed hardwood. It’s just starting to get chilly at night here and the winter crowd is looking for space. Rural northern California property, abundant water, ample supply of acorns, spilled bird seed and un-composted garbage. Lethargic , fat , well fed cat. No traps (till now, heh, heh, heh!).

  Fall has arrived . We got a taste of rain a few days ago, just a taste-elsewhere there were blizzards and thunderstorms-here there was still dust on my walk up along the road to Cow Track Ranch. The resident hummingbirds take their feeders for granted- no competition, the transients are on their way , or have arrived, in Mexico. The Juncos are still bossy and prevalent- they could give a shit about seasons. I care about them- the seasons and the Juncos. They are the real time. Thanksgiving, Christmas, April 15th, those are all man made dates that really have nothing to do with the earths cycles. Crazy at the full moon, that’s a reality- regardless of what some scientists may say- seen too many wackos under moonlight doing loony things only then.

  Kathy and I are having a solo Thanksgiving this year. She , kindly and involuntarily, shared with me a special gift from her school- a bronchial  infection – that has me wheezing and dry coughing . I’ll think of some way of thanking her later, but for now I can only say  good night to all of you, and bid you a most Happy and Thoughtful Thanksgiving.

Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving,… and all through the house

Blog Virgin Screwed by Faulty Knowlege

Aloha Dear Ones,

After spending a long time thinking about it, I finally have taken the plunge into the blogisphere and discovered you can breathe here. There will be bugs to worked out, curses to be uttered, and several calls to the support crew, but for what it’s worth- I have landed.

I have no idea how all this works, other than knowing it’s cheaper than a phone call and doesn’t take as long as writing letters and licking stamps. And , like a bicycle, I know once I know how to ride it I’ll put some serious miles on the bugger.

So, because I’ve used up all my juice setting this up tonight, I’ll call it a night and begin in earnest tomorrow. Stay strong, and always obey the laws of the pack…not!

If you’re not tired, listen to Obama answering questions at the House Republican Retreat in Baltimore from last Friday. He just rang my bell again.

Blog Virgin Screwed by Faulty Knowlege