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Q's and A's & Mosaics

LeeAnna of Not Afraid of Color suggested I give Sunday Stealing a try.  It's a weekly meme, hosted by Bev Sykes, that comes up with a different list of fun questions, from elsewhere on the Internet, every Sunday. I think of it as answering surveys in magazines, once upon a time.

So, here I go with this week's questions.

1. If you could be a Muppet, which would you be?
The Muppets came along when I wasn't watching TV, but I did get hooked on the Muppet Babies. Among the babies, I would be Skeeter. She didn't get much play on the show, but from what I saw, the girl had a lot of gumption and moxie.


2. Why is a chicken crossing the road in the first place?
To see how a cow is out standing in its field.

3. What's your favorite muscle?
Heart or brain? Brain or heart? Without the heart pumping away, the brain can't live so I'll go with the heart.

4. Cheerios or Rice Krispies?
Snap, crackle, pop, please.


5. Is summer ever going to get here? 
Summer appeared in mid Ma…

Golden Apricots

"Have we seen this movie before?" I asked the Husband. "This looks familiar."

"I don't think so. But it seems like I've seen this scene, too."

Two weeks later, more or less, another movie. Said the Husband, "We already saw this movie."

"We saw the documentary about his life. But it does seem like we saw something else."

"This movie."

It turns out the Husband and I had seen the first movie, Olive Kitteridge but not the second one, A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood. Two thumbs up for both of them.


Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Missy Molly the pinky-nosed (wild) Cat sleeps anywhere she wants.  So, I shall tiptoe over toMosaic Monday.

The Good Life

"Summertime and the livin' is easy. . ."

So it was, at least, yesterday.

We watched a Mama turkey and her two babies amble through a hole in a fence. Not ours, though I wouldn't have minded.

A deer stood still in the middle of the country lane we traveled. 

We sipped a sappy margarita that I concocted out of tequila, triple sec, lemonade, and guava juice. It tasted like cough syrup but we drank it anyway. Next time, I'll leave out the triple sec and lemonade and maybe I'll come up with a guava margarita.

We sat outside in the late eve, the Husband, Missy Molly, and I. What pleasure! The Husband plucked a ripe apricot off the tree for us to share. Deep in flavor, the kind that makes your tummy sparkle and you sigh into a smile. 

Figs! Charlie, short for Charlotte, has borne fruit, at least six of them! That's a first for the "Little Miss Figgy" dwarf tree that friends gave us in 2018.

Bean vines are twirling their way up and along strings …

Musing x 13

1. Next month the U.S. Post Office will be selling forever stamps that celebrate Hip Hop. According to the USPS website, the sheet of stamps features rapping, break dancing, DJing, and graffiti art. I don't know what floors me more -- Hip Hop commemorative stamps or that the first kids into hip hop are now in their 40s and 50s?

2. Our local library has been closed since early March due to the coronavirus pandemic. This month, the librarians decided that we, patrons, can check out books online for pick up. The pick-up process today was easy-peasy, even though I forgot to bring my library card. Nine new books to entertain me. Yippieeee!


3. A few weeks ago, the Husband painted this headboard, full of delight and whimsy, perfect for the Banana Room, once known as the Shady Room. The banana plants look to be coming back, and the bamboo, gardenia, and wongo-wongo plants seem to relish their move there. I also replanted a camelia shrub by the headboard. Does that all sound subtr…

This & That

1. The Husband and I successfully fulfilled our monthly date for vacuuming, dusting, and mopping the house. Three months in a row. Definitely a whoop-de-doo! for us. The carpet feels so good beneath our bare feet.


2. Here's another thing I'm proud about doing today. I successfully pulled a curly dock weed, more than 60 inches tall, from the middle of a young butterfly bush. Poor guy. The two plants' roots were stuck together, but not entwined, so I was able to pry them apart. Hopefully the young butterfly bush was not too traumatized.


3. I need to go out and check the seeds I planted last week. They may need a drink of water.

4. But, first I need to go cook our main meal for us. I do miss not cooking.


5. Here I am again. The seeds got their sips of water. I saw two sunflower sprouts. Yippieeee.

6. After marinating locally produced grass-fed beef stew in a concoction of spices, vinegar, oil, and whatever else for a few hours, I sliced the meat thinly and put the meat back…

Breathing Deeply

I finally got around to sewing face masks, two for the Husband and two for me. I only had one oopsie. The photo shows a collage of mask #5.   :-)
I followed a pattern with straps, using bias tape to make the ties. The oopsie mask was made with elastic. Elastics elude me.  The elastic straps were like rubber bands. The mask flung forward each time the Husband or I put it on. The Great Elastic Escape. 

Molly the pinky-nosed (wild) Cat likes to nap on the love seat in front of the patio window these past weeks. When summer comes, she'll scarf her last bite of breakfast, jump off her table, and scamper out the patio door, to come back for lunch or to use her litter box.  And, sometimes she'll wander back in to check on her humans. Sweet girl, her.
Today I sat beside Missy, gazing out the window with her. I got to wondering how the world looks to her. Does she see the same thing that I see? 
Perhaps the world looks like this. More than likely Molly wonders if this is what I see. 

Thoughts While Cracking Walnuts

1. What words convey the sounds of walnut shells ricochetting?

2. Crack. Obviously.

3. Zing. A shell flies into the air.

4. Zingg. A shell soars far.

5. Ping. A shell ricochets on something.

6. Thump. A shell hits something.

7. Tinkkk. A shell vibrates on a surface.

8. Crack. Thump. The shell hit a chair.

9. Crack. Zing. Ping. Tinkkk.  The shell ricocheted off the glass tabletop onto the floor.

10. Crack. Ping. Zingg. Thump. Tinkkk. The shell bounced off a chair and hit the wall.

11. Too bad we didn't have goggles. Across the table, the Husband shielded his eyes while he read on his iPad.

12. Could anyone intentionally hit someone with a walnut shell?

13. "A blue ribbon walnut cracker," said the Husband.


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A (Temporary) Junkyard of My Own

"Do you think someone might report our backyard as a nuisance?"
"Nobody can see back there." answered the Husband. 
"Snoops can," I said, thinking about that drone we saw one afternoon turning around above our house. I wondered if it had followed us home. The bastard. As Mama liked to say after I said something weird, but quite entertaining to her, "You have too much imagination."
"It's nobody's business how our backyard looks," the Husband said.  I imagined him word-sparring with a snoop. The Husband, my hero. 
At this particular point in time, the backyard looks like a colorful junkyard in the Spring. I find its look comforting. It's familiar to a time past. It gives me strength to keep on keeping on. I wonder if that's how Mama felt when she played out there, growing her vegetables and tending to her flowers. 
It's my turn now to transform the backyard into a fantasy of my making. I have my whole life to figure …

Another 13 Thursday

1. Frost! I thought we were done with it.

2. Mama called the icy stuff snow. "There was lots of snow on Marie's roof," she'd say as I stumbled into the kitchen to fix breakfast. She'd be almost done with her big bowl of different cereals mixed together.

3. Now it's me or the Husband that opens the kitchen curtains on chilly mornings to see the icy roof next door. "Lots of snow."


4. Flutter, flutter, flutter. A whole lot of tiny birds flew out of the tree on our front yard. I watched them all fly as one up into the sky, circle about, then take off to the northeast.

5. Then I noticed the light of the rising sun. Wowza!

6. And, then I wondered why everything was drippy wet. I looked up at the roof next door. Frost!

7. For once I was wise and went back into the house to fetch a shawl. And, my camera. Of course. You never know when the fish may be out.


8. This afternoon I asked the Husband, "What kind of guy are you?" Said he, "The…

Today

"Why are you cleaning? "asked Molly the pinky-nose (wild) Cat, as she scrambled among our feet, the broom, and the vacuum cleaner. "Are we having another party?"

Nope, it's the 23rd, our monthly housecleaning date, a 2020 venture. So far, so good. With the Husband and I working together, we're done in a couple of hours. So it seemed today.

Sweep. Dust. Vacuum. Scrub. Molly made sure she was somewhere else.


This is what you see when you walk up our driveway. Sorry, I don't remember the names of anything that's not a rose, daisy, spider plant, California poppy, canna lily, jade, or uhm, I think that's it.

Geranium! How I can forget geraniums? We have pink, white, red, bi-color, vine, bush, smelly, and not smelly at all. They live in the front yard, too. They're up towards the house so you can barely see them in the photo.

I have a decent success rate of propagating geraniums for someone who goes on intuition and by hit-and-miss. The late grea…

Rambling

1. Aren't those avocados gorgeous? Handsome? Ooh-la-la?

2. The middle one in the front was picked about two weeks ago. It didn't seem right to take a photo without it. They are from the same tree, after all.

3. This morning, the Husband and I went out to the avocado tree expecting to pick the last one of the season. The tree graced us with four HUGE fruits. Thank you, tree.

4. "They're as big as the ones that grow in Hawaii," said the Husband. Not really, but we can dream.

5. We saw another avocado hanging way up in the tree. Perhaps that's the last one of the season.


6. A couple days ago, our county public health officer called for a shelter-in-place until April 7. We're required to stay home unless we work for stores, companies, services, and government agencies that are necessary to stay open for the community. We can leave our houses to shop for food, see doctors, pick up prescriptions, and do other essential things. We can also go out for walks to …