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“A flower blossoms for its own joy.”

Yesterday the rain started and last night it poured. I know this because I took Gracie to the front garden to eat the grass there. The rain was pelting my back, and I got soaked. Gracie had trash picked the garbage bag yesterday, and I caught her but not until after she had eaten something. Last night she started swallowing over and over as if she was going to be sick. She kept gagging as well. That was what made me think she must have eaten something or had something stuck in her throat. After the grass frenzy out front we went to bed. Within a half hour it started again, the swallowing. We got up, and I gave her spider plant fronds to eat. I turned on the TV and waited a while. She seemed better so we went back to bed. By this time, it was around 2 o’clock. She fell asleep but then it started again. We went back to the grass in the front. It wasn’t raining as hard. After a while, we came back in, and I decided to try to sleep with her on the couch. It was 4 o’clock when we fell asleep. I woke up around 7:30 because my legs were contorted to give Gracie room and they ached from the odd position. That’s when we went upstairs to bed. I slept until 11. Gracie seems okay. She is having her morning nap and ate two treats earlier. I’m exhausted.

Today is dump day which may perk Miss Gracie’s spirits. Rainy days make the both of us unenthusiastic about doing much. I love staying inside my cozy house with a good book and a fresh pot of coffee while I listen to the rain.

Today is May Day, a time for the May Pole strung with ribbons, a May queen with flowers in her hair and the Morris dancers. Today I will buy some flowers for the house to bring a bit of spring and to celebrate May Day.

I have taught the red spawn how to fly. It has moved to a smaller feeder and can’t see me because the deck rail hides its sight line. I slowly make my way stopping every few steps in case it hears me. I run the last few steps to the feeder, and the spawn has nowhere to go but down. It jumps off the feeder to the ground, almost a couple of stories down then runs up a tree, sits on a branch close to the deck and starts yapping at me with squeals and squeaks. Yesterday the spawn flew twice. I gave its landings an 8 and a 7.

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10 Comments on ““A flower blossoms for its own joy.””

olof1 Says:

May 1, 2014 at 2:39 pm
We’ve had a sunny but cold and windy day and it will stay this way for almost a week they say. I don’t mind as long as the sun shines during the days and to be honest, I’m not up for anything anyway. The stomach flu is better but just slightly, no fever any longer anyway.

What Japanese horrormovie comes that photo from? I recognize it but can’t figure out wich one it is 🙂

No May Pole over here, we have ours at Midsummer as You know by now. Today is a day for huge demonstrations for workers rights and welfare of all people, not just the rich ones. Unfortunately Nazis had decided they should demonstrate too in one of our bigger cities but they did meet lots of protests and the big church in the city started to alarm for danger (something that hasn’t happened since WW2) when they were about to start 🙂 🙂 Butb that kind of people will most likely see this resistans as some kind of victory, I’ve never been able to understand how they think.

Have a great day!
Christer.
- katry Says:
  
  May 1, 2014 at 3:45 pm
  Christer,
  Oh sure, you get sun! We’ve had one sunny day in the last week. Tomorrow, though, is supposed to be a great day.
  
  I’m glad you’re on the mend. I hate the flu. It makes you feel miserable.
  
  No workers unite here for May Day, but I do remember the parades they used to have in Moscow with all the rockets parading by. May Day for us has always been the day to celebrate flowers and the coming of summer.
  
  Have a great eveing!
Caryn Says:

May 1, 2014 at 2:52 pm
Hi Kat,
I, too, want to know what horrible Japanese monster pic that came from.
After eating all that grass and spider plant fronds you think something should have come up.
When my dog does that gagging thing and nothing happens, I figure he’s got some of his own fur stuck in there somehow and it’s tickling his throat. My last dog used to get fur up her nose and then she would make noises as though she were winding up for a good sneeze that never came. Kind of like nose gags.

It poured last night and some this morning. Now it’s just misty and drippy and not all that cold. Rocky and I went to walk the lake after I got him from the groomer. He jumped in the water and tried to make himself smell as though he hadn’t been to the groomer. Didn’t work. He still smells like soap.

Time for a nap, I think. Enjoy the rest of the day.
- katry Says:
  
  May 1, 2014 at 3:53 pm
  Hi Caryn,
  Here is where I found that picture:
  
  Prehistoric Flying Squirrel
  
  Gracie seems back to normal. She came wagging her tail and resting her head on my elbow: her signs it’s dinner time. She ate everything. I did find the chicken thigh papers outside so she managed to trash pick twice.
  
  It took a while before her stomach settled down despite the flora. Now she’s outside barking.
  
  It has stopped raining here too but it is damp and cloudy. We have a warm day as well. I’d like some sun though.
  
  I took a nap earlier. It was needed!
  
  Enjoy your evening!
Birgit Says:

May 1, 2014 at 4:11 pm
Dear Miss teacher, aren’t you afraid that these smart squirrels may take over the world if you teach them to fly?
- katry Says:
  
  May 1, 2014 at 4:23 pm
  Birgit,
  I figure they’re faster and somewhat hidden jumping from branch to branch, but they’d make easier targets in the air.
flyboybob Says:

May 1, 2014 at 8:07 pm
Today the Dallas, Ft. Worth area is officially in severe drought conditions. We would love for you to share some of your rain with us.

This morning I read in USA today an article that made me think it was Déjà vu all over again because the Russians held a military parade in Red Square similar to the bad old days of the commissars.
May Day for me was always the day that was celebrated in the workers paradise lost of the Soviet Union. I know that the May pole and flowers are the ancient and traditional symbols of spring celebration, but from my Eastern European proletarian roots it celebrates freedom from the abuses of the bosses. Both my grandfathers worked in the garment industry sweatshops on the lower east side of Manhattan in the early part of the last century. They were founding members, according to my father, of the International Ladies Garment Worker’s Union. Remember the jingle lyrics from the 1950s, ‘look for the union label when you are buying a coat, dress, or blouse’. 🙂
- katry Says:
  
  May 1, 2014 at 8:30 pm
  Hi Bob,
  I would be happy to share. None of us should have to suffer a drought.
  
  I mentioned those May Day parades to someone. I remember the rockets being paraded down the street with troops marching ahead and behind the trucks.
  
  It was always about flowers and the Maypole for me. My grandfather worked on the railroad in Boston. It was where many Irish could get hired. I don’t know about my great-grandfathers except one was murdered.
  
  I remember that ditty well.
  - flyboybob Says:
    
    May 1, 2014 at 9:27 pm
    You know more about your great grand fathers than I do. At least you know one was murdered. Back in Russia under the Czars records of poor Jews living in small towns was not a high priority.
  - katry Says:
    
    May 1, 2014 at 9:42 pm
    Bob,
    His murder made the paper. It seems the guys who beat him to death killed the wrong man.
    
    Not much in Ireland either at the turn of the century.