tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42707394237274198622024-02-21T01:06:06.440-08:00The View From Treesong'streesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.comBlogger568125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-19480382809682757652012-09-24T13:50:00.001-07:002012-09-24T13:50:58.152-07:00Count Your BlessingsIt was volunteer time today at a makeshift food giveaway. More people are showing up and the same or smaller donation is being divided into smaller portions.<br />
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On the plus side people are opening up about their needs. Met a man today who moved into a storage shed which he and friends furnished with others cast offs. He works 24 hours a week for about 7.45/hr and has a $40/week child support bill and no vehicle. Fortunately, he can walk to work and the weather here is better than trudging through a snowstorm.<br />
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I asked him if there was anything else he needed because we have things in our storage shed destined for a yard sale. He looked at me and said, "A friend or two would be nice."<br />
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He wasn't whining about his circumstances and doesn't look like he just came off a month long drunk in the gutter.<br />
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Another couple overheard us and they joined the conversation. A few minutes later they were inviting one another to sit by the campfire some night. One plays harmonica and one an old "gee-tar."<br />
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George came to the food give away with me just to meet a few people and get out of the house. He was quiet driving home and I asked, "what's on your mind."<br />
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He said, "I see now why you volunteer. I also see that we're better off then some and more like others."<br />
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When we arrived home he began pulling things out of the shed and said next week we'll just open our trunk and ask if anyone needs any of it.<br />
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Imagine, the poor helping the poor.treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-19190847177627158482012-09-18T05:44:00.001-07:002012-09-18T05:44:17.229-07:00Making More ConnectionsThe food "pantry" I volunteer at meets in a church parking lot. Over time I've made a few aquaintances and it's beginning to pay off.<br />
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Two weeks ago we stood around waiting for the food to arrive & talked of how we're getting by; what we've changed in our life and, if not native to Florida, how we wound up here.<br />
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One man is from France and spent his life here as a long haul trucker. Another man worked in the same business after leaving the Air Force. A couple were factory workers until that closed. One was a drug dealer until he got sober and found God.<br />
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The thing that struck me was how we all adapted. Everyone downsized and most said they wish they would have done it sooner. Many have created multiple streams of income, however meager they may be. Bartering is big and we're beginning to exchange phone numbers.<br />
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Last week I brought a few things from our pantry that we weren't using. This week I spread the word about a loveseat we're giving away. Today a woman's picking it up and hauling it all the way to Tampa for a family who just go into Section 8 housing and have two chairs and a mattress for a family of five! She lives here but travels to Tampa for a weekend job that pays well enough to make the drive worthwhile.<br />
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Another couple raises chickens so I'm saving egg cartons for them. Talking to him yesterday I discovered she needs some mending done. I bartered sewing for eggs.<br />
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The subject of Christmas came up and I said I don't participate in the traditional "shop 'til you drop" way. Just as the delivery was arriving we'd decided to do something for one another this Christmas. No firm plans yet but it was refreshing to see community building in action once again!treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-24303585288524896072012-09-16T11:54:00.001-07:002012-09-16T11:58:20.924-07:00Cougar CountryWe've had a Florida cougar/puma/mountain lion in our back yard at the fence line, laying in the bushes for two nights now. Neighbors hounds are going crazy when it appears and both nights we've been woke up by a cat screech unlike anything we've ever heard.<br />
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As daylight glow first touches the branches, the big cat leaves.<br />
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George figures it's taking advantage of the animals that appear at our compost pile: coon, armadillo, skunk, moles, groundhogs, boars, etc.<br />
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Wish we owned a game camera because the show would be interesting.<br />
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http://www.fws.gov/floridapanther/panther_faq.html<br />
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In other news my Dad arrived in Bradenton in one piece but a bit confused as to why he was there. He didn't recognize his youngest nephew who was there to pick him up and, according to his 95-year-old sister, slept for 14 hours after his flight.<br />
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He called here the next morning to tell me about everything he's done in the past month that he would now spend 10 blissful days with his sister. I told him to have a great time. His sister got on the phone and asked when he was coming to our house. I said I hadn't been told he was coming to her house, let alone mine so it was up to him.<br />
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She turned to him and asked him when he'd be seeing me & he said, "I just talked to her."<br />
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Gotta love family.<br />
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Have a great weekend all!treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-10556045163714258112012-09-12T17:38:00.000-07:002012-09-12T17:38:33.666-07:00The Obstinance of the ElderlyI dearly love my 84-year-old father. Make no mistake.<br />
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But there are times...<br />
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Like now, when he is planning to step board a plane; make two changes and arrive in Bradenton, FL. unannounced at his 95-year-old sister's Sarasota home.<br />
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Sometime during the next 10 days he plans to travel 3-1/2 hours north and visit us.<br />
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His sister lives with her son, his wife and his 78-year-old mother-in-law - who can't speak English.<br />
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This behavior is not unusual for my father. However, he barely walks anymore, is steadily losing weight; is forgetful and getting ornery by the minute. No one in the family has been able to reason with him and he refuses all suggestions like someone driving him or flying with him. To top it off, his flight is full so no one can hop on at the last minute unless th.<br />
ey want to chance standby and hope they continue to catch a standby flight the rest of the way with Dad.<br />
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Furthermore, he refuses to call me & say he's coming to Florida! I ask about it and he laughs & changes the subject.<br />
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Meanwhile, no one up north seems willing to stop him.<br />
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So, if you're the type to pray, please do for his safety and my sanity.<br />
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I have snacked all day, paced the floor, wrung my hands and fielded phone calls about this "crazy old man's trip."<br />
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Just when I thought I'd write a column about doing laundry in my wringer washer and making laundry soap, I get sidetracked by family drama.<br />
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Moving nearly 2,000 miles away didn't keep it from us.treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-45090659174549835132012-09-09T09:47:00.003-07:002012-09-09T09:47:57.820-07:00Thoughts While Not SleepingI hit the hay each night hoping for sleep and a clear mind when I wake up.<br />
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So, is it any wonder, after recent rains have brought my old nemesis Arthur Itis to visit? I hate taking medicine because there's always a side effect, but when the pain gets to the point I'm nearly immobile and crotchety to boot, I curse those pills and down a few.<br />
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They haven't done their magic yet but the gray matter is still functioning. I think.<br />
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As I type this, random thoughts flutter by and once in awhile I catch the essence of one. For instance: How much of our pain is self inflicted?<br />
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In my case, if I were more active, I'd have less pain. The worse thing for Arthritis (and many ailments) is being sedentary. And if one is not constantly medicated (the first option for most people IMHO) then you wind up riding the pain roller coaster. Too tired because you're in pain; too much pain so you sit; move around to remain flexible and you start to feel better and overdo it!<br />
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Of course, some people love pain! You know the kind. They whine to friends and family; are forever being doctored for their various ailments and have convinced themselves they need assistance for their plight. And run for cover when their short fuse is lit!<br />
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How dare someone suggest they need an attitude adjustment by way of weaning themselves off their drug of choice!<br />
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I witnessed this while waiting at the post office, of all places. In shuffles an obese woman whose cane seldom hit the floor - being draped over her wrist like it was. <br />
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Five people were in line in an 8'x14' waiting area with a counter in the middle for customer use. First, she announces she can't bear to wait in line. A kind Southern gentleman steps forward (3rd person in line) and says she can take his spot.<br />
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He walks to the end of the line while she bumps into everyone and everything to the third spot. And then drops her cane! And whines again. Seems the two people in front of her knew her. Poor souls. Or wise souls as it turned out.<br />
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"Well Sissy, I see you're walking around now," says one woman.<br />
"Hmph! Not like I have a choice," Sissy spouts as she begins her litany of grievances with a family member.<br />
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While the rest of us glance at one another with knowing eyes, Sissy has the floor and becomes more animated - and flexible - as her plight is explained. <br />
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By the time she left the rest of us in line were shaking our heads. A little small talk ensued and wouldn't your know it, we all had ailments and pain. Arthritis, MS, Parkinsons, a prosthetic leg, a steel pin and Shingles!<br />
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Like I told the postal clerk, Drama must be her middle name and #1 Poor Me Street her address.treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-28982327668498355752012-09-06T12:46:00.001-07:002012-09-06T12:46:44.472-07:00Community Building a New Income StreamYesterday I joined the local women's club which supports not only the local elementary school, scholarships and the food pantry but maintains the local library as well.<br />
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I've spent five months here primarily sitting at home and not getting to know very many people. I knew I needed some type of involvement that would be beneficial both ways. In this group, I've definitely found it.<br />
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Our library is the ONLY remaining library in the U.S. owned and operated by a woman's club. We maintain the building, equipment, grounds, and pay salaries, etc. A library board handles management, policies, supervision, material selection and programming. I would have nave known the library was NOT supported by taxes.<br />
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One reason I agreed to move to this area is because it offered two of my favorite things, a thrift store and library. Both are owned by the womens' club. Today I did my first four hour shift as a volunteer at the store. I have not spent four hours on my feet working in awhile but it was fun, relaxing, informative and made me feel like part of a great community.<br />
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Of course, working there, you get first dibs on donations! I came home with four items. One long prairie skirt was free because a ONE inch piece of the waistband was coming apart!<br />
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I said I'd fix that in no time. Next thing I know people were asking if I was a seamstress or did mending. I can't fathom that no one here does such a thing but these women had never heard of anyone so I have a new income stream. The said to make up some business cards & run an ad in the weekly paper. "You'll be swamped!" Not sure I want to be so for now I'll see what develops via word of mouth.<br />
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As the club president said, "Now that we know we have another volunteer, you'll be busy."<br />
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That has its plus side, like hearing about items for sale before they're advertised or where to buy the best pizza or what repairman to avoid and who raises chickens and sells eggs and what to expect at the next Seafood Fest in November.<br />
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It's those community insiders that hold the answers we would otherwise develop on our own via trial and error. Not that this is a bad thing, but having the inside scoop does save time and money.<br />
treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-91794292846784538702012-08-31T11:23:00.000-07:002012-08-31T11:23:21.342-07:00When It Rains, It PoursThe rain from Isaac has moved out & humidity is high. The highways are heavy with holiday weekend traffic and yard sale signs have cropped up like I've never seen here.<br />
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Meanwhile, here it is raining mishaps and mechanical failures.<br />
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Laundry didn't get done yesterday because no matter what, the washing machine would not start. It sits outside on patio slabs. It's covered in heavy plastic so the tub doesn't fill with rain water and bugs. It's hooked to a heavy duty extension cord which plugs into a standard exterior plug. The problem appears to be one of those push button start buttons that I loathe.<br />
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It's an old washer. Replacing the part costs about as much as buying another used washer.<br />
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Last night I went to the store for yeast because after searching for an hour - yest an hour! - I couldn't find my yeast. Driver side front end made a strange thrushing sound when I turned corners or went over a bump. I never drove above 40mph as that is the speed limit from our house to the store.<br />
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George crawled beneath the car and looked under the hood and swore a few times. I forget what the thing is but needless to say it means spending money. Money we don't have.<br />
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This morning we woke up to no water. We had both been up during the night and flushed the toilet & run water in the sink. I ran more water for coffee and dishes. After some investigation we discovered our pump is crap.<br />
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So here we are on a holiday weekend with no water, a car that shouldn't be driven and a washer that doesn't work.<br />
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I hauled my old compact wringer washer out of the storage shed and spent the morning doing laundry by using a hose connected to the neighbor's house. They had borrowed our hose awhile back while working on the empty house & it so happened that they are next door today. That was fortunate because I skipped laundry last week!<br />
Filled buckets and dish pans with water too. Thankfully we have gallons of drinking water stored.<br />
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Life is full of challenges but we carry on. Thank God for preps and good neighbors.<br />
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Keep smiling folks. Life could be worse.<br />
treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-45102049313302880932012-08-26T16:25:00.000-07:002012-08-26T16:25:22.584-07:00Frank Lloyd Wright, Timberframe BooksTimberframe buildings, Amish craftsmanship and Frank Lloyd Wright are my latest additions to Whimsywind, my Etsy Shop.<br />
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And thank you to the sweet woman in Cullman, AL. for your purchase.<br />
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treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-11467994666279607102012-08-26T10:26:00.002-07:002012-08-26T10:26:46.135-07:00A Happy Mower and a Dead Boat Battery!We moved here April 2nd this year to a yard that looked pretty dead. Since then everything's turned green due to torrential rains and overgrown everything in sight.<br />
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We sold our mower in Michigan and let the grass get pretty high before hiring the job done for $30. Thereafter, a neighbor mowed four times for $20.<br />
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Eventually, I knew George would buy a used mower despite my desire to get an old fashioned rotary push mower. No gas, no fumes, no moise. But, he's the mechanical type. Gotta have something to fiddle with even though he can barely moves off the porch.<br />
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So, low and behold, he's across the street at another neighbor's yesterday, helping him with his brother's mower.<br />
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An hour later a Craftsman 42" cut mower is sitting in our yard courtesy of the neighbor and $300.<br />
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As usual, whenever you add something to your life, it requires upkeep and storage. It was my job today to make room in the shed for the mower. When George recovers from mowing the grass, it's his job to make a ramp for the shed so we can get the mower inside.<br />
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Thus far our expense besides the price tag is a few gallons of gas, a new battery and a new belt. The ramp will be built out of scrap wood.<br />
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Then we decide to take the pontoon out. Never left the yard because "somehow" the knob that turns the batter off was turned on and the motor tilt came up - due to a short in the switch - and further drained the battery.<br />
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I get a little frustrated with things like this. I'm the "check and double check" person in this household while George has become more carefree - to the point of NOT checking things.<br />
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There have been a few instances of this since we arrived here and it always costs money!<br />
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The neighbor came over to see how George likes his "new mower" and, when he heard about the boat, said, "George, I thought your sweetheart was the one losing her memory. I don't say this often, but you ought to listen to her more often."<br />
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Thank you neighbor!<br />
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treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-2166598405261093842012-08-24T20:54:00.002-07:002012-08-24T21:11:24.725-07:00First Etsy SaleMonday I ship the Griswold #8 waffle iron to Texas. My first Etsy sale feels great. Here's hoping for many more!<br />
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Living in a small town options are few to sell expensive or unique items, especially antiques.<br />
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I've had my fill of Ebay and Craigslist is great for everyday items, cars, boats and furniture but antiques have not sold well there, in my experience.<br />
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When the snowbirds return, Craigslist may be a better option. Surely it will for a few yard sales.<br />
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Meanwhile, I continue to unpack, dust, photograph, price and prepackage some items.<br />
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Feels good to be doing something besides watching the rain, reading, cooking and napping. As long as my energy lasts, I'll keep plugging away.<br />
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Here's a few of my offerings at Whimsywind:<br />
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Wine Cork 2-shelf caddy: $22.50<br />
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Yelloware Water Cooler with spigot: $100.<br />
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Birch Bark Stars: 3 for $25.<br />
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Well, time for Kitty Kitty and I to porch sit awhile before bed.<br />
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You all enjoy your weekend! Treesongtreesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-29445169181226658682012-08-23T12:33:00.000-07:002012-08-23T12:33:20.768-07:00Whimsywind is OpenSix items have been listed on my Etsy shop, Whimsywind.<br />
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If you're in the market for an antique flying geese quilt, a yelloware water cooler, a Griswold #8 waffle iron or a hand crocheted popcorn stitch twin bedspread take a look at Whimsywind.<br />
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treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-8237276849980667202012-08-20T10:48:00.000-07:002012-08-24T21:00:22.921-07:00Setting Up ShopI never seem to get rid of all the excess stuff around here so once again I'll market it online.<br />
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Must be a glutton for punishment as it took me forever to do a few simple steps on Etsy before giving myself a coffee break.<br />
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Much of what I have available is antique of good quality. Have no idea if any will sell but it's worth a try.<br />
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Besides needing to raise some cash to pay make our balloon payment in three months, I see no point in holding on to things that aren't being used.<br />
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Now, if my memory would be razor sharp and my energy like that of a Jack Rabbit, I might actually get the shop open!<br />
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It's time to find a new home for the following:<br />
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Flying Geese antique twin size quilt, Griswold cast iron waffle maker, yelloware water cooler, crocheted popcorn stitch twin bedspread, 1943 and 1953 National Geographics, crockery bowls, a few paintings, antique dishes, jewelry and a few pieces of slag copper from Lake Superior.<br />
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treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-60563390439709250942012-08-19T12:32:00.002-07:002012-08-19T12:42:50.822-07:00Ah the Joys of PaypalI don't know where to start except to say I FINALLY got our Paypal account straightened out!<br />
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TWO years after the fact!<br />
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It had become such a maddening ordeal that many, many times we just gave up.<br />
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We no longer sell on Ebay so it didn't seem to be such a bad thing - until someone wanted to send us money.<br />
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After gripping the phone until my hand fell asleep, muttering beneath my breath and asking numerous times to be transferred to someone who spoke in an accent I could understand, I got an honest to goodness human being.<br />
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Then the real fun began! Every time we tried to change our password, no email arrived from Paypal. Imagine our surprise when we were told Yahoo frequently does NOT recognize emails from Paypal!!<br />
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Then, to verify to account, we had to verify that we'd changed our address, bank and telephone three times in four years. It felt like being audited by the IRS.<br />
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I appreciate security measures as much as the next person when it comes to online transactions but it sure tests my patience.<br />
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After the dust settled we discovered we received a donation two years ago from a Jon in Ann Arbor. Thank you Jon. We appreciate your generosity though the thank you is late in coming!<br />
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On that fine note, we're going to sit on the porch awhile. I need a rest from this online stress!<br />
treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-39330593555799527482012-08-16T11:03:00.002-07:002012-08-16T11:03:41.632-07:00Peeling Back the Layers of PretenseIn my wanderings around the area I've discovered a few things.<br />
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Lots of people appear to be doing fine when in fact, they're not. <br />
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1.A local man has kept up with the boating crowd by stealing gas for his motor. <br />
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2. A family takes in short term boarders for two to five day stays in their home while they camp out in the garage with a makeshift kitchen and porta potti so they can hopefully generate enough money to pay waterfront taxes. <br />
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3.Others place a Craigslist ad for "furniture wanted" and your phone will ring non-stop from people who admit to being desperate for cash or those who sing a familiar line: "I never use that anymore." When you arrive to pick up that never used item there are lots of nearly empty rooms.<br />
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4. More land line phones are being disconnected to avoid the monthly fees and collection calls. Cell phones numbers are changed because someone got an Obama phone but carries their old phone for looks. I kid you not!<br />
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5. Other adjustments are: growing your hair out; taking fewer baths and doing less laundry to save on the water bill; inviting yourself to lunch or dinner at a friends; going to church potlucks for a better meal; advertising your home on For Sale By Owner so a real estate sign doesn't tip the neighbors off and last, but not least, advertising your house sitting, lawn maintenance and painting skills on northern Craigslists for the snowbird owners.<br />
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Now, other than stealing gas and inviting myself to dinner, I don't knock these strategies. It's a shame, though, that people are so tied to appearances that they pretend all is well. What does that teach their children?<br />
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There is no shame in having a rough time. Being afraid of acknowwledging reality is.<br />
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treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-3794993783395066302012-08-09T16:10:00.000-07:002012-08-09T16:10:09.922-07:00There is Never Enough WaterSome people learn this the hard way.<br />
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We all have private wells here and for some strange reason a few have been on the blink this week. Each well owner was assured it's not a drought due to the immense amount of rainfall we've had. However, the ground is composed of springs and coral, some sand, some clay and a lot of human activity on top of it!<br />
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Whatever the well problems were caused by - and I don't have all the info on that - I did hear that EVERY one of these owners had NO WATER stored.<br />
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You can't cook noodles in Diet Coke! And after a few thoughtless flushes, your well tank is dry! <br />
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The problems started in the middle of the night. ONE gas station is open 24/7 and doesn't stock a lot of water. The grocery store has a water dispenser in front of it but requires you provide the containers. The Dollar General closes at 10 p.m. and again, stocks little water.<br />
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Add to that unprepared homeowners who don't have money for a new pump or whatever the problem is.<br />
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And finally, it is hot as Hades out here with high humidity that lasts late into the night. Even the birds and squirrels are laying low.<br />
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We have water and stocked up on more of it yesterday.<br />
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We also have a well we know little about.<br />
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Without food and water, you haven't got a chance at survival.<br />
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The same people in this neighborhood without preps are the same without generators or hand pumps (some wells here are shallow).<br />
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Always good to have a reminder of how important preps are and NOT be the one in need of them.<br />treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-28317478673478221512012-08-07T08:31:00.001-07:002012-08-07T08:35:30.349-07:00$100.12After paying OFF a few bills and making our usual monthly utility & mortgage payments, filling the gas tank and buying Kitty Kitty her meals, that's the balance in the check book. Until next month.<br />
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Most people would be in a panic, wondering how they'd "make it" another 24-25 days. Not us.<br />
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We're well stocked in food, personal hygiene and medical supplies. We're used to living well below the poverty line and most importantly, we're accustomed to staying home.<br />
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The price of gas has risen by 58 cents a gallon here in 16 days. It doesn't affect us until we fill up next month because we're not out running around just to be "out and about."<br />
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Living on a limited income RESPONSIBLY requires making prudent choices and sticking to them, no matter what shiny bauble tries to seduce you.<br />
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Some people never seem to understand that concept and suffer accordingly. Such is the case of an online acquaintance who's mumbling about "not knowing what to do" because two bills are due and she has no money. Being the disgusted, plain speaking woman I can often be, I asked her how much she contributed to the casino this month and was she still having her acrylic nails done.<br />
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"Of course I have my nails done!" She yiped. "And my hair cut at a salon. I don't dare hack it off like you do!"<br />
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Well, people keep complimenting my "hack" job, so I guess I'm not doing too bad in the hair department!<br />
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As for my nails, a reliable pair of clippers and an emery board get regular use.<br />
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My point to Ms. Prima Donna is that simple choices make a huge difference in one's quality of life - if financial responsibility and harmony in your home are your goals.<br />
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Yep, we love, love, love one another and our $100.12 balance! Heck, last month it was $86.17!<br />
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Of course, we have cash stashed here and there but that's like hiding candy away and discovering it years later - well preserved but still useful.treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-34775924870866578682012-08-04T14:03:00.002-07:002012-08-04T14:03:59.031-07:00Dependent on the Internet?We've been without internet or landline phone service since 1 p.m. Thursday. About 51-1/2 hours in all. The experience was an eye opener due more so to the time of month it occurred. Like many retirees, most of our income arrives in the first few days of each month & we promptly pay bills electronically for most of the month.<br />
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George had NEVER before put off bill paying on the first of the month when one check is direct deposited. This month he did and we were left in a lurch. Twice yesterday we tried to access computers at the library across the river in Yankeetown to no avail. A cell phone call to ATT&T told us service was out until the evening of August 7th. Yikes!<br />
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We don't own a smart phone and all but our auto insurance is paid online to addresses far from here. Fortunately, in double checking things, a credit card bill had been paid July 30th (due on 8/02) and the other bills could be paid as late as seven days with no penalty.<br />
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In the meantime, his Social Security check was deposited as well as an IOU from someone. Every little bit helps!<br />
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George has advocated "going paperless" for a long time but event changed his mind.<br />
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The outage affected an entire neighborhood on the south side of the Withlacoochee and got a few peopled riled up. Another lesson about how dependent and short fused people are when they go without. We remained inside or on our lot and kept to ourselves and noticed a few neighbors did likewise.<br />
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Once ATT&T fixed the problem, we logged onto our accounts, took care of business and did a little shopping in Inglis. Used the debit card to get more cash; filled emergency water jugs & bought more gallons of water; filled the gas tank & checked all fluids & tires and stopped at a yard sale where I got a nice wicker chair for $10.<br />
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Overall, we're fine but glad to be connected again. As usual, the lesson is, have back ups in place or in this case, a cell phone and bills paid ahead of time!<br />
<br />treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-25402612159835089202012-07-31T10:06:00.000-07:002012-07-31T10:09:39.881-07:00Celebrating LifeOne that ended too soon and a new one due in February.<br />
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A childhood friend died of cancer in Michigan and a Celebration of his life was held a week later for a gentle man who was a former hockey semi pro, loving father, brother, son, uncle and all around great friend to many.<br />
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My youngest granddaughter, Aurora, is jumping with joy, as are all who know her mom - due to have a boy in February. There will be a 13 year difference in the children's ages but what does that matter when the stars have aligned for all the other details? Her mom has nearly completed schooling, has moved into a three bedroom home after 10 years in low income housing and has built a great relationship with a fine man.<br />
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We're all overjoyed because Aurora's mom's family has endured a lot of heartache. Two brother died within four years of Duchenne's Muscular Dystrophy, her mom had breast cancer, she had one miscarriage and a few rough patches before she realized it was time to value herself.<br />
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With Duchenne's MD some of the women carry the recessive gene and pass it on to 50% of the males. Aurora's aunt was not a carrier but her mom is. Now we wait for a couple weeks for testing to see if this boy will carry the gene. Either way, the new life is loved and couldn't be welcomed by better people, prepared to handle whatever the future holds.<br />
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An added blessing is my granddaughter, who's been in the tween angst and rebellious stage, has turned a corner and appears to be maturing into the best young woman we all know she is.<br />
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<br />treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-67071865532831395982012-07-28T06:57:00.000-07:002012-07-28T06:57:15.032-07:00It's Not a Memorable Day!Woke up this morning calling for George - by my ex's name but not really uttering any sound. The second part (no sound) has happened before) the first part has not. Guess it didn't matter as he didn't hear me anyway.<br />
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Had myself all tangled up in bed and couldn't get out.<br />
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Kitty Kitty had me up twice during the night so my sleep was broken up as usual but I have this strange, heavy feeling at the back of my noggin. Nothing new. The feeling and fogginess seem somewhat related. I think. Or maybe it's my imagination.<br />
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This dementia stuff is fuzzy. Not the feel good fuzzy like a kitten or baby chick. Just fuzzy. I think I've said something when I haven't. I say things I don't realize I have said. And, mix that with George's lack of hearing and we have real interesting conversations.<br />
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Most times, I guess I'm doing pretty well, then "ZAP!" along comes that disconnect.<br />
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Frustrates the heck out of me.<br />
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Made some peanut butter toast and coffee and couldn't figure out what I did with them. George opened microwave and found plate stacked on my thermos coffee cup. Peanut butter gooed all over the place.<br />
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I'm going to rest awhile and hope this passes. Thank God for spell check cause it's been a bitch writing this too.<br />
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Let's all hope for better days. Treesongtreesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-84934109447285199242012-07-26T14:00:00.001-07:002012-07-26T14:00:11.453-07:00Awaiting Cooler Weather - For a Huge SaleIt seems no matter how much we downsize, we've realized we can still do more. In our 652 square feet, plus 6x10 storage shed, I'd say half of what we own we NEVER touch let alone use.<br />
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So why have it?<br />
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Surely not for its value as most is losing value the longer it sits and is NON essential to our survival.<br />
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There are enough yard sales, thrift stores and Craigslist postings here in Florida here to prove that people need money - or other essential goods - more than knick knacks, designer jeans and shoes, golf clubs, exercise machines, George Foreman grills and kids toys.<br />
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I wear the same clothes every week and use the same items in my daily life. Drawers and shelves and a wicker chest hold the excess. Even in colder weather I doubt most of it will ever be used. Platters, cookie sheets, fabric, antique flower vases, old photo albums, a satin robe, CD's, 20 pairs of blue jeans and several other items will not keep me warm or fed.<br />
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Then we have all the doo dads the previous owner had in this place. All packed in boxes in the storage shed. Her tastes leaned to black metal, votive candles, beaded lighthouse thingys and fake sea shell "art." A couple things I've torn apart and recycled but really, why not make a few bucks and give someone else the joy of ownership?<br />
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Serious talk continues here about living aboard a houseboat. Whether or not it will happen is another matter but clearing out junk in preparation for it is a no brainer.<br />
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Like I told George, I'm to the point that a small houseboat on the Withlacoochie and a camper van parked somewhere is enough to handle. He really wants the boat; I want the camper van. Something happens to him, I'd prolly retreat to one anyway & be a free - er spirit. Something happens to me, he'd keep the van to store his "junk."<br />
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Most anyone's life can be much simpler than it is. Guess that's what we keep realizing: just how much we can keep paring down and still be happy.treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-14107961691243806662012-07-24T08:53:00.003-07:002012-07-24T08:53:24.742-07:00Moods Are a Passing Breeze - SometimesAs the world spins out of control I spend more time in solitude and contemplation.<br />
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Most of what goes on around me I cannot control, nor would I want to.<br />
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There is so much craziness in the world that the goodness is often eclipsed. What we all need is more time with those people and things that bring out the best in us.<br />
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Walks in the woods. Camping and canoeing. A nap in the hammock. A quiet spot to read a book or watch wildlife. A family picnic or a long walk along a deserted beach. A child's first steps or an elder's wise counsel.<br />
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Very little of these simple things have to cost next months mortgage.<br />
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Soothing your soul begins with introspection and time alone. Once you develop that inner awareness away from the everyday drama and distraction you're less affected by every sideshow in town or your own home!<br />
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<br />treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-52963196382144860642012-07-21T09:22:00.000-07:002012-07-21T09:22:34.925-07:00Of Houseboats and Old FriendsWe took a ride to Hermando Beach yesterday to look at a few houseboats. Didn't buy any; not ready to anyway. It was worth looking to get a feel for floor plans, heights, beams, etc.<br />
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Also stopped at The Upper Deck in Weekie Watchee. The owners are old friends of George, especially dear Darlene. When he was a shrimper he mixed with Darlene's father and others at a couple local watering holes - in his drinking days.<br />
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It was great listening to them reminisce about old times and people, each forgetting names and getting events mixed up. Not often that I see my old salty man mix with people so it was a double treat. I highly recommend the place.<br />
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Here's a few pictures:<br />
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http://news.yahoo.com/camouflaged-residence-discovered-california-park-161429318--abc-news-topstories.html<br />
<br />treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-77186535831261376372012-07-13T20:19:00.001-07:002012-07-13T20:51:41.473-07:00Learning to Live With BugsNot the kind big government has in place. Those critters that seek food whether human, animal, fabric, wood, sand or whatever.<br />
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Even George says he doesn't recall this many bugs when he lived in Florida 12 years ago. Whatever the case, they've about driven us to the edge.<br />
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We've mowed our lawn and trimmed bushes; removed all old, wet or rotting wood; spread insecticide throughout our lawn, shed, beneath and inside our home and still, they find us.<br />
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The latest victim is Kitty Kitty who had two rounds of fleas. Frontline helped but every surface in the house and outside had to be treated too. We're holding our breath that they are gone for now.<br />
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Food is NEVER left on the counters and I've vacuumed every day this week! Mattresses and upholstered furniture have been treated. Walls have been washed; holes and cracks caulked. Insecticide is routinely sprayed or spread and bug bombs were deployed while we took a drive. And still, they crawl or fly among us. Not as much, but by now we thought they'd be gone.<br />
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After Kitty Kitty once again had fleas and another Scorpian was found inside, I visited the hardware store for help. The owner informed me this is the worse outbreak of fleas they've had in years. He advised rotating insecticide products each month because, "They seem to build up an immunity."<br />
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Immunity? I think they could survive an Atomic blast.<br />
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Make no mistake, we like Florida. Sure beats the snow, ice and cold. But we've had our fill of Palmetto bugs (in the porch), flies, mosquitoes, beetles, four types of spiders (including a few Scorpians), four to five types of ants and FLEAS. Add a Bobcat walking across the yard and rattle snakes and, well, I just wanted to hibernate.<br />
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When doing our budget we included "pest control" - a first for us. <br />
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And the weather hasn't helped. Rain gives many ideal breeding conditions. But, we're vigilant about eliminating any water catchment. The mosquito control truck comes by every couple weeks too but the rain is daily.<br />
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This whole frustration got me wondering: "What would we do without pesticides?"<br />
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Forget about Zombies. The bugs would drive us away.treesonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364847483878018809noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4270739423727419862.post-48472146603837513582012-07-06T04:49:00.000-07:002012-07-06T04:49:27.239-07:00Porch SittingWhile porch sitting this morning I listened as our little corner of the world came awake.<br />
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Six deer emerged from the woods to graze on our overgrown lawn as birds began to be more vocal. Kitty Kitty sat at the screen door watching as I sipped coffee.<br />
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Soon neighbors began to stir, a few doors slammed and engines started. On our road we've grown to recognize the unique sound of each truck. Two trucks are white but one is driven faster and can be counted on to squeal its tires at the corner of our lot. Two more trucks belong to the same retired family and must be washed daily as even the mud flaps are clean on our dirt road after it's rained.<br />
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An elderly couple live through the woods behind us but we've never seen her. Two Blue Tick hounds emerged from their drive last week and he soon followed on his riding mower. Their toned, sleek bodies moved in unison along the roadside as cars whizzed by. He came up beside them, circled around them and they turned toward home. Never a word was said that we could tell. We hear them in their kennel twice daily as he comes out to feed them. For a couple days they were quiet and we wondered at the change in routine. A neighbor said the owner had probably taken them inside due to the heat.<br />
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Whenever the electric grid goes down here, the on-demand generator of a neighbor along the river clicks on. Fortunately for most of us, we haven't lost power in awhile now.<br />
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It will likely be another scorcher today and we'll retreat inside when the porch becomes uncomfortable. Our dehumidifier has run on a four-hour cycle the last couple days & given the AC unit some rest until late in the day when Sweetie's breathing demands some relief.<br />
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Neither of us expect to see a savings in the electric bill this month!<br />
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Well, Sweetie is awake so it's time to make a fresh pot of coffee. Enjoy your day folks.<br />
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