
“Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.”
Posted August 13, 2024 by katryCategories: Just Because
Today I am taking a bit of a break. Nothing is wrong except my to-do list is far too long. (How poetic!) The list never shortens. I run out of time. I add more. I’m still waiting for those elves to sneak in while we’re all sleeping so they can clean the house and fix what’s gone awry. I love playing the uke, but lately it has taken much of my spare time. This week 5 concerts, practice and my lesson are scheduled, but I will skip the last two concerts to give my fingers a break.
I will be back bright and early on Thursday. Okay, not that early and probably not even that bright.
“Right,” I said. “So the baboon, the crocodile…any other pets I should know about?” Amos thought for a moment. “Visible ones? No, I think that’s it.”
Posted August 12, 2024 by katryCategories: Musings
The first song in this week’s uke concert book is “Oh What a Beautiful Morning,” and it fits today perfectly. The air is dry. It is only 73° now, but later the high will reach 80°. The backyard trees and leaves are sunlit. Nothing is moving in the still, still air. The dogs are having their morning naps. Nala is beside me while Henry is upstairs stretched on my bed. I have a few errands today, mainly animal food shopping, and a concert tonight. It is a busy uke week.
When I lived in Ghana, I had chickens. A hen with her eggs was a gift from a friend. The hen was white. Thomas who worked for me put a big piece of a broken pottery bowl on the floor of the toilet room, added straw and put the hens and her eggs on it. I used to check out the eggs when I went to the bathroom. They were entertainment though the hen sometimes objected, and I’d get pecked. I was so excited when the first crack appeared, and I could the chick tapping away at the shell. Five or six chicks finally emerged from the shells, but the hen was an irresponsible mother. Every day she’d leave in the morning and come home in the late afternoon missing a chick or two. All of them disappeared, and I ate the hen for dinner. Later I had more hens, and they were good mothers.
My most amazing animal encounter was on a back dirt road. I was riding my motorcycle going to visit a friend who lived in a remote village. On both sides of the road were tall grasses. As I was riding, I saw in front of me, not a great distance away but far enough, animals using both their hands and feet to move across the road. I stopped to watch. That’s when I realized they were baboons. One stopped, turned and looked up the road at me. I didn’t move. He must have figured I was not a threat so he went on his way. I didn’t know there were baboons in Ghana, monkeys yes but not baboons. I wanted to make sure what I’d seen was real, not imagined, and not some other animal so I did a bit of research. I found out I wasn’t crazy. Ghana has several different primates, and yes, olive baboons are one of them. I had seen what I thought I had seen. I had had an adventure.
What About the Music?
Posted August 11, 2024 by katryCategories: Just Because
You are probably wondering about today’s choices of music. They are, of course, contemporaries but they share something else. These groups had major hits then they just sort of disappeared. I found this list on a music web site. There were twenty groups listed. I remembered more than I didn’t, and I remembered these songs.



