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“Never fire a laser at a mirror.”

October 17, 2017

Last night was seasonably cold. When I woke up, the house was down to 64˚, too cold for me. I grabbed my sweatshirt and turned on the heat to warm the house. Coffee helped to warm me.

The day is beautiful with a bright, squint your eyes sort of sun and deep blue skies. A few thin branches high in the oak trees are swaying. Dead leaves are falling, some slowly, some far more quickly to the ground. The bird feeders need my attention. I also need to fill the suet feeders.

I took my time this morning. Usually I am quick to get my papers and to take Miss Gracie out to the back yard. Instead, I sat inside for while finishing a book. When I finally did go out, I met my friend Tony walking Darcie, his westie. We chatted, and he helped me empty my trunk of seeds and canned animal food. I saw a dead rabbit in the space between my house and my neighbor’s house. Sadly, I think it is rabbit I came to know. It visited my yard all summer. Tony offered to bag the rabbit so I could take it to the dump, but I knew I’d have trouble doing that so I thanked him and said I’d bury it or have my neighbor bury it. I’m going to miss my rabbit.

YouTube is on. I’ve been watching those black and white science fiction movies from the 50’s all morning. The Giant Claw is my favorite so far. It was awful, even laughable, but that’s its best feature. The giant claw belongs to a giant bird with eyes which never move. It eats planes, trains, cars and people. It scooped parachutists from the sky with its mouth. The movie has all the best elements: a hero, his new found love, a scientist of sorts, city crowd scenes where men wearing overcoats and fedoras run along side women wearing dresses, hats and heels, all trying to escape the falling buildings destroyed by the bird. I loved this movie.

I have nothing planned for today, and that’s just fine with me.

“Don’t go into Mr. McGregor’s garden: your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor.”

May 7, 2012

I feel a bit like the Black Knight in Monty Python and the Holy Grail only it’s the mechanical I’m losing, not my arms or legs. First it was the computer going haywire. Okay, I thought, I can work around that until I get it to the computer emergency room. Then the speaker wire died, frayed at the connection to the computer end, and now all is silent. Well, I figured I’ll just choose music I know well was my Pollyanna, the glad game response. Last night I went to go to the store and found I had a flat tire. AAA came and now my car has the donut until I can go to the station to have the tire checked. I walk on tenterhooks around my house leery and afraid of what could be next. My microwave makes unearthly sounds when I turn it on so that may well be on its last legs. It wouldn’t surprise me. Nothing much does any more.

Today is warm and beautiful. It is 63° with only the slightest breeze. The oak leaves are much larger now and are light green with a touch of red. I saw a couple of nests in the backyard so the birds have been busy spooning and building. Yesterday I saw a baby rabbit munching on my neighbor’s tulips. I’m betting its mother or father was the rabbit who stood outside the  backyard fence for the longest time just staring at Gracie who was so crazy to get that rabbit she kept trying to jump the fence. Maybe Gracie needs an Elmer Fudd hat and a rifle.

Polliwogs, frogs, grasshoppers and birds were the only wildlife I saw around my neighborhood while I was growing up. A rabbit would have been cause for excitement and a crowd of kids trying their best to be still and quiet to keep the rabbit around for a while. Yesterday I ran at the rabbit to scare it away. Now the rabbit is a nuisance who drives my dog crazy and eats my flowers. Adulthood brings such a different perspective.

Jennifer’s Rabbit / I Give You The Morning: Tom Paxton

May 7, 2010

From The Best of Tom Paxton: I Can't Help Wonder Where I'm Bound.

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