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Contrast? Enhance? I can't quite get the word. Hmm... paraphrase isn't it, as it's a quote used twice. At the end of this song, the beginning of the other. Never mind. Too tired, too long awake, to early, to late, and all that jazz. Still, here it is. I knew there was something... connecting this to that song.
Saturday, March 19, 2016
Wyoming.
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True enough. Headed out today without a clue. Honey, maybe shopping, a hike, and a meal... probably. Late, of course, was the hour. I was going as fast as I could which wasn't. I should have taken a jacket. Still chilly, especially when the sun sets.
The honey plant was the first stop. I picked up two kinds... the multi-state clover honey and the mountain honey. A premium on the later. Easy to know why. I plan on getting a couple of quarts more of the mountain honey, just to keep in the pantry, and use slowly through time. I can't eat a lot of honey. But I do need some sweets. As I was saying when buying, until I found real honey, I thought I didn't even like honey at all. A lot of the store bought stuff is... well... it almost might as well have been manufactured. Same with maple syrup. Life is a bit better with more local items, if too that isn't always possible or even always best. It's a sound principal, if not truly survivable, not for me. Do my best.
After that, a trip into the mountains. A hike along the way. A bit more travel, further on, and then to the border with Wyoming. It's been years since I was through there. Born but not raised there. My friend, too, was born there. Like me, he was a traveler. And yet he has family there, as I do in Iowa and Colorado. Quite a thing.
On the way we notice deer. Lots of deer. Lots and lots and lots of deer. All along the last forty miles of highway. Two larger herds, plus smatterings of singles and small groups. Shortly before seeing the second larger herd, we spotted a hefty band of antelope. I haven't seen wild antelope since I was a kid. On the way back we then spotted a badger. Quite an interesting drive. Thankfully we weren't, mostly, on blind curves in odd places. The two I remember seeing there, the deer did not seem interested in testing their mettle. A hawk and raven were seen as well. All in all it was a very good day to get out, and what was done while out was well worth the effort. My friend had to push, a bit, to get me going. And he himself wasn't sure he was ready. As I said, once the foot is out the door, the opportunity begins making itself.
Hope to get out again, and this Sunday. I'll try to be more timely, but my schedule is just... it's one way and in the wrong way. I'll do my best. Dang it, I think I can. When life is going this well it's worth pushing a bit more. This time birding, to my west I believe, and perhaps to the south a bit too, but in the valley. If time and light hold, travel might take us further afield if necessary. I need to find my bino's and get my camera ready. Adventure awaits the... unwary? That notion puts a grin on my face.
Oh, a tuna steak and rice for dinner. I forgot to shop, so no lemon. Not always needed, just a nice extra touch. And for tea. Ah well.
Later, perhaps good night.
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True enough. Headed out today without a clue. Honey, maybe shopping, a hike, and a meal... probably. Late, of course, was the hour. I was going as fast as I could which wasn't. I should have taken a jacket. Still chilly, especially when the sun sets.
The honey plant was the first stop. I picked up two kinds... the multi-state clover honey and the mountain honey. A premium on the later. Easy to know why. I plan on getting a couple of quarts more of the mountain honey, just to keep in the pantry, and use slowly through time. I can't eat a lot of honey. But I do need some sweets. As I was saying when buying, until I found real honey, I thought I didn't even like honey at all. A lot of the store bought stuff is... well... it almost might as well have been manufactured. Same with maple syrup. Life is a bit better with more local items, if too that isn't always possible or even always best. It's a sound principal, if not truly survivable, not for me. Do my best.
After that, a trip into the mountains. A hike along the way. A bit more travel, further on, and then to the border with Wyoming. It's been years since I was through there. Born but not raised there. My friend, too, was born there. Like me, he was a traveler. And yet he has family there, as I do in Iowa and Colorado. Quite a thing.
On the way we notice deer. Lots of deer. Lots and lots and lots of deer. All along the last forty miles of highway. Two larger herds, plus smatterings of singles and small groups. Shortly before seeing the second larger herd, we spotted a hefty band of antelope. I haven't seen wild antelope since I was a kid. On the way back we then spotted a badger. Quite an interesting drive. Thankfully we weren't, mostly, on blind curves in odd places. The two I remember seeing there, the deer did not seem interested in testing their mettle. A hawk and raven were seen as well. All in all it was a very good day to get out, and what was done while out was well worth the effort. My friend had to push, a bit, to get me going. And he himself wasn't sure he was ready. As I said, once the foot is out the door, the opportunity begins making itself.
Hope to get out again, and this Sunday. I'll try to be more timely, but my schedule is just... it's one way and in the wrong way. I'll do my best. Dang it, I think I can. When life is going this well it's worth pushing a bit more. This time birding, to my west I believe, and perhaps to the south a bit too, but in the valley. If time and light hold, travel might take us further afield if necessary. I need to find my bino's and get my camera ready. Adventure awaits the... unwary? That notion puts a grin on my face.
Oh, a tuna steak and rice for dinner. I forgot to shop, so no lemon. Not always needed, just a nice extra touch. And for tea. Ah well.
Later, perhaps good night.
Friday, March 18, 2016
It's on.
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My friend called. Twice... twice before I woke. Then again which did wake me. But... I wasn't awake. :p I called him back about an hour later. I think? I thought he was going to call back, but might have... gotten lost in his world or we had a misunderstanding. No real worries, just as it goes. Two hours, I suggested, then napped for an half hour more, meaning to sleep a full hour more. Woke and am coming to life a bit early.
A blog post, some music, a shower, then in to town. A stop at the honey plant, maybe, then a short hike somewhere, perhaps. Just getting out. Late, but it'll do. A meal somewhere, too. A small one. I have fish for tonight. I need to get lemons from the store. Now, what I don't use on fish I can add to tea from time to time. I've become downright British, and then some, as to tea. It's easier than coffee, can more easily be consumed hot or cold, and can be brewed several times (one load of leaves). Second and third brewings are actually better, milder, not so acidic. At some point it becomes more like slightly colored, brown or yellow/green, water. But that isn't bad. Plus, having been filtered, then essentially distilled, it's good water. Now you know I see why people went to tea and coffee... that, too, will truly clean water (of much/some).
Want to go? Well, yes! And, no. But this is why it is good to have friends. I need to get out. Might well not on my own. And I do like getting out. It's good. At least once the foot is out the door.
Ah, on to just a touch of music, to rouse the bod. Later.
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My friend called. Twice... twice before I woke. Then again which did wake me. But... I wasn't awake. :p I called him back about an hour later. I think? I thought he was going to call back, but might have... gotten lost in his world or we had a misunderstanding. No real worries, just as it goes. Two hours, I suggested, then napped for an half hour more, meaning to sleep a full hour more. Woke and am coming to life a bit early.
A blog post, some music, a shower, then in to town. A stop at the honey plant, maybe, then a short hike somewhere, perhaps. Just getting out. Late, but it'll do. A meal somewhere, too. A small one. I have fish for tonight. I need to get lemons from the store. Now, what I don't use on fish I can add to tea from time to time. I've become downright British, and then some, as to tea. It's easier than coffee, can more easily be consumed hot or cold, and can be brewed several times (one load of leaves). Second and third brewings are actually better, milder, not so acidic. At some point it becomes more like slightly colored, brown or yellow/green, water. But that isn't bad. Plus, having been filtered, then essentially distilled, it's good water. Now you know I see why people went to tea and coffee... that, too, will truly clean water (of much/some).
Want to go? Well, yes! And, no. But this is why it is good to have friends. I need to get out. Might well not on my own. And I do like getting out. It's good. At least once the foot is out the door.
Ah, on to just a touch of music, to rouse the bod. Later.
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Right.
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Ducks. I was a bit nervous that the ones I prefer might be gone quickly. They are seasonal. It is past season and clocking fast. Plenty on hand can go quickly. Still, had to check my finances. I thought my bank had sent an email suggesting my account was low, my main account. Not good. I thought they did that when it was sub $100, or even $50. Nope. Not a problem at all, from what I could see. A little low, but... that was sort of expected with recent events. After looking over both accounts, I believed I could order the birds. I won't be ordering fish for several months, the ducks are eaten quarterly so won't be a soon expense, I am caught up on the house or that is on-tap, and I have enough, this month, to almost buy the cow and processing. Still, I should hold off, for sure, next month. I like having a good safety egg in there. I'd like to, eventually, get to a small nest egg in the $10's of k's, but...
Anyway... ducks are, or will be, on the way. Beef is coming in. Then a hog, after the beef. I'll probably need to order more fish the month after the beef arrives. Just for Fridays, mostly. It's nice to try, whatever, in it's freshest state of course. I may not be homesteading, but I am learning to manage a larder. I am hoping to get some of the beef cut so as to make jerky. Bits and pieces of this and that. I may never really get into canning, but I can and am doing some things. It really isn't bad.
Oh, the other day I was lamenting not being able to get out and being out of butter. I took half a pound to my friends, for the shrimp cook. Wasn't needed, but forgot it. Anyway, back to lamenting the fact of having no butter... I remembered, then, that I had purchased canned butter. I wasn't sure how good that would be. It probably had to be better than nothing. So I dug in, found and opened a can, and used it in several ways. I used it with fish, I used it with popcorn, and I used it to make a butter pan sauce with a steak. It smells really good. To be honest, the taste was simply mild. It wasn't too salty, or weird tasting at all. I was... really trying to find a way to hate or dislike it. Why? To get over it if it was a failure of a purchase. At this point, I happily recommend it. It's Red Feather brand, from Australia. I wouldn't recommend it for daily daily, simply too expensive. And fresh butter cannot be beat if available. However, having a can or dozen on hand, for any problem, would not be bad. As I suggested, I prep as much for times where health doesn't allow a visit to the store as for emergencies of larger scales.
Oh, right. The neighbors brought pancakes yesterday. Not a usual dinner night, but it was sure welcome. And those were some of the best pancakes I have ever eaten. The canned butter did quite well on that, too. Lucky, if I just remember to make myself so? Half and half, and not what some put on their peaches. :p
Later.
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Ducks. I was a bit nervous that the ones I prefer might be gone quickly. They are seasonal. It is past season and clocking fast. Plenty on hand can go quickly. Still, had to check my finances. I thought my bank had sent an email suggesting my account was low, my main account. Not good. I thought they did that when it was sub $100, or even $50. Nope. Not a problem at all, from what I could see. A little low, but... that was sort of expected with recent events. After looking over both accounts, I believed I could order the birds. I won't be ordering fish for several months, the ducks are eaten quarterly so won't be a soon expense, I am caught up on the house or that is on-tap, and I have enough, this month, to almost buy the cow and processing. Still, I should hold off, for sure, next month. I like having a good safety egg in there. I'd like to, eventually, get to a small nest egg in the $10's of k's, but...
Anyway... ducks are, or will be, on the way. Beef is coming in. Then a hog, after the beef. I'll probably need to order more fish the month after the beef arrives. Just for Fridays, mostly. It's nice to try, whatever, in it's freshest state of course. I may not be homesteading, but I am learning to manage a larder. I am hoping to get some of the beef cut so as to make jerky. Bits and pieces of this and that. I may never really get into canning, but I can and am doing some things. It really isn't bad.
Oh, the other day I was lamenting not being able to get out and being out of butter. I took half a pound to my friends, for the shrimp cook. Wasn't needed, but forgot it. Anyway, back to lamenting the fact of having no butter... I remembered, then, that I had purchased canned butter. I wasn't sure how good that would be. It probably had to be better than nothing. So I dug in, found and opened a can, and used it in several ways. I used it with fish, I used it with popcorn, and I used it to make a butter pan sauce with a steak. It smells really good. To be honest, the taste was simply mild. It wasn't too salty, or weird tasting at all. I was... really trying to find a way to hate or dislike it. Why? To get over it if it was a failure of a purchase. At this point, I happily recommend it. It's Red Feather brand, from Australia. I wouldn't recommend it for daily daily, simply too expensive. And fresh butter cannot be beat if available. However, having a can or dozen on hand, for any problem, would not be bad. As I suggested, I prep as much for times where health doesn't allow a visit to the store as for emergencies of larger scales.
Oh, right. The neighbors brought pancakes yesterday. Not a usual dinner night, but it was sure welcome. And those were some of the best pancakes I have ever eaten. The canned butter did quite well on that, too. Lucky, if I just remember to make myself so? Half and half, and not what some put on their peaches. :p
Later.
Play nice?
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Actually, yes, usually. Not advice, though it is on offer. When something is a problem, start out nice. Only if it gets sticky should you begin with applying force. Further, targeted, limited, force is best. Just enough to get the bolt to loosen, then back to simple efforts. Force is too rich, expensive I mean, to spend anywhere and everywhere. I have learned this myself, for myself, especially as health fell.
A call to check on the return of the pants I had ordered, then returned. The colors I wanted were gone, they had been the only ones of those on sale. I knew there might be an issue with a higher price. I did not demand an equal price, or cause any fuss. I let her run her program and do her things. I could barely hear her, though I let that pass. In time she even let me know why. Travel, getting back from vacation, and first day back after R&R. After all was set, I asked if the price would be the same. Nope, but she looked a bit. Then asked about the price. I didn't have the info, but she found it and... reset it all to my initial price, though with a bit for the shipping label. Done deal.
Next I called about the ducks I ordered. For whatever reason, they didn't get the order. Odd, but okay. I don't want to buy this month, but next. Their stock seems good. I am hoping they hold until I can order. All good, now I know. Those things have been bugging me, like fleas, for some time. Now I know. The world can move so fast this time, and so slowly that.
I am going to make another attempt to call about getting a local doc. Third time the charm? Wouldn't bet on it. That system, along with the whole of the V.A., is meant to time people out to death. A third, from what I am hearing, of applicants die before their cases are even reviewed. It isn't from lack of money, they always get even more than they ask to receive. Then again, perhaps that is why. Fill the union coffers and they make sure to keep costs down, one way or the other. Business.
Later.
.
Actually, yes, usually. Not advice, though it is on offer. When something is a problem, start out nice. Only if it gets sticky should you begin with applying force. Further, targeted, limited, force is best. Just enough to get the bolt to loosen, then back to simple efforts. Force is too rich, expensive I mean, to spend anywhere and everywhere. I have learned this myself, for myself, especially as health fell.
A call to check on the return of the pants I had ordered, then returned. The colors I wanted were gone, they had been the only ones of those on sale. I knew there might be an issue with a higher price. I did not demand an equal price, or cause any fuss. I let her run her program and do her things. I could barely hear her, though I let that pass. In time she even let me know why. Travel, getting back from vacation, and first day back after R&R. After all was set, I asked if the price would be the same. Nope, but she looked a bit. Then asked about the price. I didn't have the info, but she found it and... reset it all to my initial price, though with a bit for the shipping label. Done deal.
Next I called about the ducks I ordered. For whatever reason, they didn't get the order. Odd, but okay. I don't want to buy this month, but next. Their stock seems good. I am hoping they hold until I can order. All good, now I know. Those things have been bugging me, like fleas, for some time. Now I know. The world can move so fast this time, and so slowly that.
I am going to make another attempt to call about getting a local doc. Third time the charm? Wouldn't bet on it. That system, along with the whole of the V.A., is meant to time people out to death. A third, from what I am hearing, of applicants die before their cases are even reviewed. It isn't from lack of money, they always get even more than they ask to receive. Then again, perhaps that is why. Fill the union coffers and they make sure to keep costs down, one way or the other. Business.
Later.
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Some success.
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Sleep is rolling day into night, again. It grew overcast, then snowed, the last few days. The snow is gone. It is still dark, again. Cold too. That ruffles feathers regarding sleep regularity.
I did not make the call I was hoping to make. I was not awake enough to attempt it. Later on I called my mother. She sounded rather chipper. We did have a good talk. Last week she was ill. I told her to call me in that situation. If nothing else, I can pray. Yeah, it helps. I then called my friend. Just to check on him, mostly. As well, I am hoping to get out Friday. Weather is supposed to break by then. He knows where to get good local honey. I would like to get a quart or two and a pint. They offer several types of honey, valley stuff, a mix of various states' clover honey, and mountain honey. The valley stuff isn't quite as tasty, or so I hear. If you have allergies, however, the valley honey offers a type of antidote to that through the processing of local pollen and such. Or so the tale goes. My friend is pretty sure it is helping him. My deal is that I don't suffer from allergies, not even ones which used to be severe. A wasp sting a year or two ago didn't even give me a minor fit. He knows where to get it. Plus, throw in a hike perhaps. If weather continues to improve, perhaps another hike Sunday. Yes, I am trying to figure things out. I can't seem to hit appointments, or exact time windows, but I can, if time is flexible, make it somewhere, eventually.
I have been working on keeping a bit of food in my belly. I am showering. I have done minor house cleaning, if not quite enough to keep up really. Still, slowing the slide has it's benefits. If I can figure out how to get going I might... never mind. I'll keep at it. Just not a housekeeper. I might hit the bathroom, soon. The floor, really. I keep the lou in pretty good shape, and the shower/tub. And my new trick will help me keep up the rest easier as well. Yeah, it's worth problem solving. The thing is, sometimes, even when it is right in front of me, I don't always see there is a problem to solve. Everyone has that problem though.
Dinner and a nap? Maybe popcorn, a movie, then a nap? Something like that. I am crashing, at an odd time. Though if I can use that to swing my days around, all the better. Later. Or, maybe, good night. Hmm... perhaps with something to ponder, something(s) coming up, I can focus? That will guide me to... Nah. I think the sudden onset of sleepiness is some sort of major or minor weather change seeping in. Yeah, later or good night.
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Sleep is rolling day into night, again. It grew overcast, then snowed, the last few days. The snow is gone. It is still dark, again. Cold too. That ruffles feathers regarding sleep regularity.
I did not make the call I was hoping to make. I was not awake enough to attempt it. Later on I called my mother. She sounded rather chipper. We did have a good talk. Last week she was ill. I told her to call me in that situation. If nothing else, I can pray. Yeah, it helps. I then called my friend. Just to check on him, mostly. As well, I am hoping to get out Friday. Weather is supposed to break by then. He knows where to get good local honey. I would like to get a quart or two and a pint. They offer several types of honey, valley stuff, a mix of various states' clover honey, and mountain honey. The valley stuff isn't quite as tasty, or so I hear. If you have allergies, however, the valley honey offers a type of antidote to that through the processing of local pollen and such. Or so the tale goes. My friend is pretty sure it is helping him. My deal is that I don't suffer from allergies, not even ones which used to be severe. A wasp sting a year or two ago didn't even give me a minor fit. He knows where to get it. Plus, throw in a hike perhaps. If weather continues to improve, perhaps another hike Sunday. Yes, I am trying to figure things out. I can't seem to hit appointments, or exact time windows, but I can, if time is flexible, make it somewhere, eventually.
I have been working on keeping a bit of food in my belly. I am showering. I have done minor house cleaning, if not quite enough to keep up really. Still, slowing the slide has it's benefits. If I can figure out how to get going I might... never mind. I'll keep at it. Just not a housekeeper. I might hit the bathroom, soon. The floor, really. I keep the lou in pretty good shape, and the shower/tub. And my new trick will help me keep up the rest easier as well. Yeah, it's worth problem solving. The thing is, sometimes, even when it is right in front of me, I don't always see there is a problem to solve. Everyone has that problem though.
Dinner and a nap? Maybe popcorn, a movie, then a nap? Something like that. I am crashing, at an odd time. Though if I can use that to swing my days around, all the better. Later. Or, maybe, good night. Hmm... perhaps with something to ponder, something(s) coming up, I can focus? That will guide me to... Nah. I think the sudden onset of sleepiness is some sort of major or minor weather change seeping in. Yeah, later or good night.
No, not yet.
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No, she said. A whisper to a sense other than the ears. Heard, well, though. I knew what she meant. I could not comfort her. I will here. I think it will find it's way to her. No, I agree, not yet. Not by far. Only a place I visit on the border between here and there, from time to time. Much as when family visit their kin, where they are buried. Only, it is myself, of other times, with whom I tarry. No worries. I am... well built.
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No, she said. A whisper to a sense other than the ears. Heard, well, though. I knew what she meant. I could not comfort her. I will here. I think it will find it's way to her. No, I agree, not yet. Not by far. Only a place I visit on the border between here and there, from time to time. Much as when family visit their kin, where they are buried. Only, it is myself, of other times, with whom I tarry. No worries. I am... well built.
Dark. Hope too.
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Buried in life, flesh, time. No pain, at the moment. Forms of chaos, lost in a confusion of moments. I've had worse, and it might yet be mended. There is a way.
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Buried in life, flesh, time. No pain, at the moment. Forms of chaos, lost in a confusion of moments. I've had worse, and it might yet be mended. There is a way.
Monday, March 14, 2016
I don't I can't be sure.
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Off medication. I remember what I couldn't remember on medication. The life I lived for so long is back.
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Off medication. I remember what I couldn't remember on medication. The life I lived for so long is back.
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