More Blooms!

 A different amaryllis has opened its blooms next to the walking ramp. This must be the year of blooms! The boys mentioned this morning that it seemed the flowers were only getting taller and more blooms. Don't really think that is the case, but the flowers are still lovely and fresh looking. But then, the seeds on the Bluebonnets are still not quite ready for all the plants to be removed from the walkway or other areas. Still have too many seeds to harvest to remove any plants entirely. It's all this rain. We did not get so much rain last night, but the ground is still soaked and the grass sopping wet. It is supposed to get to nearly 80 today, as well. Ah, humidity!

Have had to go out front and sling marbles and some gravel at the wabbits. AT is the operative word in that sentence. Simply cannot hit anything with a slingshot. If it were possible to use a .22, that would be a different story entirely. The wabbits would be shot, and the old woman would probably be in jail! Just let Thompson and Sylvia out of the front door and no wabbits would still be alive! But that mess over at Jerry's is so dangerous that the dogs would probably need to go to the vet immediately! Glass, strange tangles of metal and wire, and nails poking up out of everything! Yep, that place is a disaster.

Have honestly thought about what the world would look like if people actually took some pride in being neat around their homes--inside and out. Yes, some things around here need to be reorganized, but no one will get a flat tire from parking in front of my house. And the back yard is safe to walk through except for chicken boo boo. Well, and some dog bombs down in the east lot. Still, all that melts in rain or deteriorates and fertilizes the ground. JUNK does not need to sit around forever "decorating" our yards. Was so happy to have Michelle and Tim Malay come get the "yard art" lawn mower removed to their place so Tim could cut the grass up at the acreage. Michelle did say the belts were going to have to be replaced, but that is a doable situation for anyone with even a tiny bit of internet practice on where to put which one which way. And a few muscles are pretty necessary. But Tim can handle that. Just glad that Michelle has the DR to handle the high grass and stuff around their place. Think just about anyone can handle one of those things if they are tall enough to spin the starter--something impossible for me to do. sigh

Talked to Lance today and found out that the entire family may need eggs by this weekend. He said Jennifer was already griping about having to buy eggs. Smiling right here and thinking about the seven dozen eggs currently holding a place on my kitchen table. Tomorrow will make eight dozen--and counting. The girls just eat and make eggs--in that order.

Was working with the boys this morning and my phone kept saying, "Ah ha! Text message!" Once or twice it was Lance; once was the pharmacy; and three or four were from my doctor checking up on me to see how things are going along. Thinking it is about the neatest thing in the world to have a doctor who really cares about her patients. Know for certain that she is the only doctor my family has ever had who really checks up on her patients.

The boys are going to be writing an essay--that is THREE essays to read--on The Scarlet Letter. My hope is that they can get this done by this Friday, but that is just my hope. It's not like they have tons of homework the way my children had when they were in school. But it may be the first time they have ever had to write an essay. They have examples in the book Grammar To Go, so that should be a fairly good start for their ideas. We will see what happens.

Have started reading Nineteen Eighty-Four and had forgotten how deadly depressing that book is. Reading it for about an hour takes another hour of reading something happy to keep my head on straight. Whew! The boys thought that Eric Blair wrote this AFTER 1984. But he died in 1950, so that shot down their idea about it being a "modern" book. What is amazing is the fact that it is getting so much closer to what society has developed now. Scary!

Have been trying once again to not read the news on AOL or FB. Honestly! Not one nation in the Middle East wants any Jews to survive, much less occupy the land which they currently claim as their nation. The ONE democracy in the Middle East and folks think anyone has any right to tell those people what to do in their own nation! Mind boggling! The nation is only 73 years old, but the people there have accomplished more in those 73 years than all the nations around them have in centuries! Bringing water to a land that was desert! Making the land flourish and produce foods! Developing technology to help themselves and the entire world! But THEY are fit to be destroyed? God help us--and help the nation of Israel!

Sorry, my mind is just amazed at the stupidity of this world. It probably means my little mind needs to go for a walk out back and talk to those fuzzy headed creatures out there. They have opinions, too, ya know.

Miss Broody is camped out inside the little coop. She simply will not stay out of the nests. So this may--or may not--do the trick for getting her to change her mind. She has food and water, so that should keep her alive and fairly well. Satisfied--not so much. But such is life for a broody hen.

Have not done much today, but got the living room floor mopped yesterday and even shined it up just a bit. Can't tell it now, but hey! It's the idea that counts, right? Oh, and pulling the dryer out to straighten the vent hose helped the dryer. Thinking that hose needs to be cleaned out thoroughly before it is pushed back. Muscle power! May have to get the boys to help me do that. They are such neat guys and are willing to help with just about anything. Having them around keeps my mind busy.

Got batteries in the mail today that were ordered from Amazon. Chinese, of course. But maybe they will be good replacements for the ones that go in the wands for the sprayers. When the winds stop blowing so hard in the evening, will take time to spray the high weeds in the fence lines. Yes, it is terrible to use weed spray, but it is also terrible to have high grasses that can lead to fires. The neighbors around me--with the exception of Donny Anderson on the west side--let the grass grow just as high as it will. We nearly lost this place to fire one year because of the high grass and a wild fire. Better think that it makes an old woman careful.

It may not rain tomorrow, but the days after that have 40 to 50% chances of rain each day. It makes me feel sorry for the folks in Louisiana. Wow! Good thing those Cajuns all have boats or neighbors who own boats! My cousins down there have not put anything on FB, but am guessing that they are all ok. Will have to try to contact one to see if Bastrop has been affected by the floods. 

Sylvia just hopped up into my lap to ask me how things were going. This morning she tried to convince one of the boys that she is a lap dog. Guarantee she is too big for my lap! Sweet critters that live on my couch or on my bed! The boys made the comment the other day that the couch belonged to the dogs--but of course it does! Funny that anyone would think otherwise.

Not much going on around here, so will just ask you all to pray for peace. Only God can help us to deal with what we see around us, but He can help us see HIS vision of life. 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.