Random Thoughts

 

Now is the winter of our discontent..........definitely not made glorious by the current political climate.

Winter is a difficult time for me to say the very least.  Made infinitely more difficult by the horrors that are being committed in the name of the government.

Right now I feel the way I did on 9/11.  Invaded, anxious to the max and sickened.  When I experience this I withdraw deep into my self.....mulling, thinking, questioning until I begin to make sense of things.  So far not making a lot of sense of most of the world.

So I light my SAD amp every morning.  Take the St. John's Wort everyday.  Plant seeds of marigolds and petunias. Follow the monks in their Walk For Peace.  And know that most of this will pass as the days get longer and warmer.  

OOPS!!!  Finally realized that the car is long overdue for inspection.  Taking it in and leaving it this morning.  Toes crossed it will not cost the proverbial arm and a leg. 

We'll see, grasshopper............we'll see...........

Stay strong, stay warm and make good trouble.  As always, thanks for stopping by............*s*

Half Your Wood....

 .....and half your hay

you should have left on 

Candlemas Day!

Stay warm, stay strong, and as always...........thanks for stopping by......*s*

The Eyes Have It!

 I'm off to my retina specialist this morning to check on the progress of my damaged retina.  There is a split or hole in  my retina that may eventually need some sort of surgery. 

 Neither my optometrist or the retina guy can figure out why I continue to see as well as I do. I, however, will continue to be positive about this.  Losing my eyesight is something so horrible I cannot begin to envision it.

Meanwhile. I feel like a flamingo in the snow.........discombobulated at the very least.........anxious, angry, and sad, if I stop and think about it.

It's winter and I and the world are not in a happy place!

Continue to make good trouble,  and, as always, thanks for topping by.............*s*

Shakespeare

 Now is the winter of our discontent

Made glorious by this sun of York.

The opening lines of Richard III openly laid out in a plan filled with jealousy, hate, and revenge.

I generally start my morning with one of the Bard's Sonnets, but his morning I also read Richard's opening soliloquy. It fells appropriate. for these times we live in.

Please, no lectures about how this is not the real Richard.  Do you think Amadeus is about the real Mozart?

It's taken me a while to realize that I am feeling the same way I did on 9/11.

So I retreat into art, literature, and music.  I get my news in small doses from sources I trust, but definitely not first thing in the morning.  This is a time for tea and. kitties.

It's snowing, sightly unexpected, but since I am not going anywhere it's okay.  I'll look at a weather report later.

Make good trouble......and as always, thanks for stopping by....*s*

Twelfth Night

 Old Christmas is past,

Twelfth tide is the last.

As we bid you adieu

Great health in the new.

Twelfth night was traditionally a Feast of Fools where everything was reversed.  Servants became master, masters served. It feels like it's going to be a very long Twelfth Night.

As always, stay strong, and thanks for stopping by..............*s*

ALREADY?! 2026

 Celebrations occur among the most unlikely of us!

Never a Christmas morning,

Never an old year's end,

But some one thinks of someone,

Old days, Old times, Old friends!

Wishing everyone peaceful and prosperous 2026!

As always, stay strong, and thanks for stopping by..................*s*

Hope

This morning on what promises to be another cold, dreary December day, when I went out to feed the birds, these morning glories were blooming away in their  pot by the door. With all the sadness and horrors of the past days it gives me such a sense of hope to see that flowers go on blooming and spreading small moments of joy.

Say safe and strong in these troubled times.  Thanks for stopping by.............*s*