Question: What ring tone does a robin choose for its cell phone? Answer: Wing, wing, of course!
Here is a "not-so-vintage," March 28th nature-themed entry from my 2012 journal that will hopefully begin to warm us into soon-coming spring, as well as 2013's early, March 31st Easter:
Here is a "not-so-vintage," March 28th nature-themed entry from my 2012 journal that will hopefully begin to warm us into soon-coming spring, as well as 2013's early, March 31st Easter:
"As I sip tea at the dinette table, I look out my bay window, enjoying our backyard. A squirrel scampering
along the top of our wooden fence and the pretty evergreens catch my attention.
Setting my cup of tea down, I swallow the soothing, warm brew. Not many free experiences could be more peaceful.
I suddenly hear a distant... 'thunk'...
from somewhere, and when it repeats, my attention is piqued: "Where is that 'thunk' coming from?"
I arise to look to our small backyard red bud tree. The 'thunker' is resting on my special tree. We planted that treasured tree 3 years ago. Our son’s workplace was giving out free “trees” and asked if we wanted one. When he handed us a long and skinny stick, it was rather comical because we expected something that resembled a tree. I considered using it to play fetch.
I arise to look to our small backyard red bud tree. The 'thunker' is resting on my special tree. We planted that treasured tree 3 years ago. Our son’s workplace was giving out free “trees” and asked if we wanted one. When he handed us a long and skinny stick, it was rather comical because we expected something that resembled a tree. I considered using it to play fetch.
I planted it in a large pot on
the back porch just in case it would survive the winter. Alas, it did survive, two
winters in that pot before I replanted the tiny... tree, into the backyard. The little fledgling looked so vulnerable, I worried about strong
winds blowing it over. I found in the garage a long-handled hot dog grilling
fork to hold its trunk steady. Alas, the first summer winds did crack its center stem, but we clipped
it and hoped for the best.
That little stick is a survivor, and it is the small tree at which I gaze. It has a skinny branch large enough to perch a friendly (or not so friendly) 'wing-winging' rrrrrobin whose calling card is 'thunk, thunk.' She has an unusual affinity for that branch; I've noticed her sitting on
it much of the day.
The tree is a couple of yards from our bedroom's bay window. I assume it is spring nesting time, and her reflection in the glass disturbs her... she believes it is a danger to her territory. She adamantly flies a close 3-yardsticks to attack herself and, bam! She crashes her breast into the window and flies back to dizzily land onto her safe little perch. It takes a few minutes to stare herself down for the re-attack. This goes on much of the day, and her little foot marks cover my bedroom's bay window.
The tree is a couple of yards from our bedroom's bay window. I assume it is spring nesting time, and her reflection in the glass disturbs her... she believes it is a danger to her territory. She adamantly flies a close 3-yardsticks to attack herself and, bam! She crashes her breast into the window and flies back to dizzily land onto her safe little perch. It takes a few minutes to stare herself down for the re-attack. This goes on much of the day, and her little foot marks cover my bedroom's bay window.
I am happily reminded that I
didn’t pay to have those windows washed. It certainly would have been a wasteful investment as thunk, thunk... she attacks herself again, and again, and again."
And now, seasons come and seasons go...
And now, seasons come and seasons go...
Thunk, thunk, thunk lamenting blogs have bammed and dizzied this writer's mind.
Like my beloved red bud tree, tough winds have come, branches were chopped... and I AM ever grateful to be a soulful, fighting, assaying SURVIVOR...of 1) Complex childhood alcoholic dysfunction; 2) Melancholy, mute Mother... "Ada's"... voicelessness; 3) Depleting and life-threatening breast cancer; AND, 4) Residually-sinister, sucker-punching, self-absorbed, cynic-essaying, demeaning depression.... They do NOT kept me down. My feelings are written about the first three in past blogs, and I duck the blows of the fourth. This small font represents "Downy's" meticulous and... mindful... management.
As a side note, certainly Downton Abbey's beautifully-refined Mary will be a soulful, fighting, "comeback" survivor in Season IV. Rather than remaining ever enervated, D. A. writers will re-kindle disheartened and downtrodden Widow Mary's character to spirited and energized focus, for the sake of her beloved Downton AND her new little bundle of life and joy... AS WELL AS for the sake of downtrodden viewers. We request positivity, please! D. A. seasons come and D. A. seasons go.
As spring approaches, with its hope of colorful crocuses and daffodils... positive new life is coming soon, as well as beauty. I anticipate, and I watch and listen, for thunks and other nature orchestrations, created by the colorful Artist and Atoning One: * the FOREVER Substance Behind the Shadows *.
For your D. A. viewing enjoyment, click the following link: * "TEEN's" creative staff perfectly orchestrates the entire cast of D. A. to perform oh, oh special: "What Makes You Beautiful" *
Like my beloved red bud tree, tough winds have come, branches were chopped... and I AM ever grateful to be a soulful, fighting, assaying SURVIVOR...of 1) Complex childhood alcoholic dysfunction; 2) Melancholy, mute Mother... "Ada's"... voicelessness; 3) Depleting and life-threatening breast cancer; AND, 4) Residually-sinister, sucker-punching, self-absorbed, cynic-essaying, demeaning depression.... They do NOT kept me down. My feelings are written about the first three in past blogs, and I duck the blows of the fourth. This small font represents "Downy's" meticulous and... mindful... management.
As a side note, certainly Downton Abbey's beautifully-refined Mary will be a soulful, fighting, "comeback" survivor in Season IV. Rather than remaining ever enervated, D. A. writers will re-kindle disheartened and downtrodden Widow Mary's character to spirited and energized focus, for the sake of her beloved Downton AND her new little bundle of life and joy... AS WELL AS for the sake of downtrodden viewers. We request positivity, please! D. A. seasons come and D. A. seasons go.
As spring approaches, with its hope of colorful crocuses and daffodils... positive new life is coming soon, as well as beauty. I anticipate, and I watch and listen, for thunks and other nature orchestrations, created by the colorful Artist and Atoning One: * the FOREVER Substance Behind the Shadows *.
For your D. A. viewing enjoyment, click the following link: * "TEEN's" creative staff perfectly orchestrates the entire cast of D. A. to perform oh, oh special: "What Makes You Beautiful" *
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