Our holiday

July 3, 2017

Tomorrow is Independence Day, a celebration of the signing of
the Declaration of Independence. It has been a federal holiday
since 1941 yet observed since the 18th century. A day that
many of enjoy parades, concerts, fireworks, barbecues and get
together at family gatherings.

Because I don’t want to wax poetic about the state of our
state this will be short post. There will be a later post on
that. We have noticed too many of our fellow citizens appear to
be upset over things they cannot change instead of being happy
with what they have.

If you cannot wake up and greet the day with a smile in
anticipation of what a great day it’s going to be perhaps you
need an attitude adjustment. You just don’t see the flowers
blooming or hear the birds singing. Too many have their noses
in an electronic device awaiting the latest manufactured news
that will put them in a foul mood.

Some even forget that patriotism is not love of government but
love of country.
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That’s what I get for thinking…

July 2, 2017

After the wife went on her merry way to work I noticed clear
skies after sunset and many stars. So the tri-pod came out
along with the wireless remote to capture the stars. Some came
out pretty good, most looked like this.

Yes, I had forgotten that fireworks are legal now and my
neighbors must have decided to have a contest and see who could
make the most noise for the longest time. When some of these
things went off I thought for a minute I was back aboard ship
with the 5 inch 54 gun mount during target practice!

Windows rattled and night turned into day when these things
went off. But these unknown people were devious. I was lulled
into thinking things were over for the night during a prolonged
silence. I soon found out a truce was declared to allow both
sides of the feud to reload.

When things quieted down again I wasn’t fooled by the silence.
Sure enough the moment I began to nod off things heated up
again. This continued into the early morning hours and sleep
finally came around day break. Now I don’t mind others wanting
to loudly and brightly proclaim their patriotism, and some of
the fireworks were neat to watch, just not into the wee hours
of the morning.

But at my age, sleep is also nice. So if I’m a little off for
the next few days just bear with me and we’ll get through it.
Enjoy our Sunday. Here on the east coast of Iowa it’s looking
to be another picture perfect night for fireworks.
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Be prepared

June 27, 2017

The 4th of July is right around the corner so we have to be
ready for the extra nocturnal noise and possibilities of fire.
Here in our little river city on the east coast of Iowa things
are already sounding like a war zone after dark.

We haven’t noticed a big difference since consumer fireworks
were legalized this year but time will tell. What we do find
laughable is the state actually thinks it can tell citizens
when then can shoot them off.

Around our neighborhood fireworks don’t start going off until
after the legal hours have ended. We would ask those who wish
to set off the late night fireworks to be considerate of their
neighbors and pets, but then we’d have to take the time to
explain what considerate means.

Police, Fire, and Medics will be probably be just as busy this
year as they were last year and we wish them well. Back in the
day we’d cruise down to Missouri where fireworks were legal and
get some black cats and lady fingers to shoot off.

After a few bangs from the firecrackers we’d go back to
whatever it was we were doing. Today it sounds like some enemy
army is carpet bombing the neighborhood and it goes on for
hours. Times change.

Enjoy our Tuesday, I know we will.
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Strange things

June 22, 2017

I went and had my chest x-ray today in an older hospital that
had just been remodeled. At one time I could find anything in
that hospital with my eyes closed. Now they added curved walls,
meandering halls, and confusing signage. I guess the updates
were needed but still saw nothing wrong with old straight
walls.

I read in the newspaper that people were surprised at the
small turn out in the 3rd Ward election to narrow the field
from 6 candidates to 2. Perhaps it had something to do with
the fact that the issue was more important to the politicians
than the voters.

And last night while I was cruising the information highway
something strange happened. There I was rowing through the
gears and speed shifting the tabs when an IM noticed popped
up. That wasn’t unusual but what made it a Twilight Zone moment
for me was the message came from my cousin who recently died.
All the message said was “Thank you”.

Then we all know common sense has died as surely as we know
Elvis has left the building. The way things look today Mr.
Sense has company. Common courtesy is no longer with us if we
disagree and debate has turned into hate filled rhetoric aimed
toward those of us who haven’t drank the Kool-Aid. The sad
thing is that those who argue the loudest and protest the most
are the problem and don’t have the ability to figure it out.

Political parties have become opposing sides in a war against
imagined rights and innocent slights. Our lawmakers are once
again the butt of jokes while they imagine they actually doing
something that would help the average citizen. I think a lot of
people need a nap.

Enjoy our Thursday as the weekend is almost knocking on the
door. Now I need to get some mowing done or declare our yard
a tropical rain forrest.
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Remember

May 29, 2017

This Memorial Day here on the east coast of Iowa we take the
time to remember all those who gave the ultimate sacrifice. The
numbers keep getting larger as those of us lucky enough to
still be here realize all too well.

At our little hut on the hill we are lucky, or cursed, as we
can hear the bugle calls from the Arsenal when the wind is
blowing just so. We like to be outside towards end of day to
hear “tattoo” and “taps”.

It’s an eerie experience with the bugle call carrying the
sound about a mile and half through the trees and up the hill
to send chills down our backs and remind us that freedom isn’t
free. I can almost imagine those buried in the National
Cemetery there standing in ghostly silhouette as they salute.

During your day please take a moment to remember those who
gave their all.


Nature called

May 26, 2017

After the groceries were stowed away I stepped outside to see
what nature had to say today. The rose pictured above called to
me and while I was focusing in on it a little critter decided
to photobomb it. The little beady eyed bugger made me smile and
wish I would have zoomed in on him.

The persistent spider is back again with a vengeance and has
erected an even bigger web. Sometimes, when the light is just
right, parts of it look like a prism with the reflected colors.
Looks like the spider is ready for the long weekend and already
snared something for the holiday meal.

This sorry looking rabbit was grazing on the neighbors lawn so
I was careful not to scare it away as it looked like the rabbit
needed a good meal. We’ll have to keep an eye on this one.

The weather turned nicer and is on the warm up so everybody is
hoping it stays that way. There may be a flood coming but us
folks on the hill aren’t bothered much by that as the weather
is just too nice. Even the squirrels are praying the weather
holds up.

Here on the east coast of Iowa, and elsewhere, nature talks to
those who look and listen. It doesn’t take as much time as you
think. Please take a moment on Memorial Day, Monday, to
remember those who gave all to keep us free.

Enjoy our Friday as many of us will get a 3 day weekend this
go around. Now I hear nature calling so I’m putting the cell
phone on the table and going back out.
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Strange day

May 24, 2017

I don’t want to go through another day like yesterday. I felt
fine over at Dads but after we got home it seemed like a dump
truck full of circus clowns ran over me then took turns
jumping on my body with their big shoes. I realized it could be
psychosomatic and I even told the doctor that every time I get
a pneumonia shot, I get pneumonia.

Soon I grew tired of not being able to breathe, think, or do
much of anything else except shiver and decided to go old school.
I got into my heaviest sweat gear, slathered on enough Vicks
that the neighbors could smell me, then went to go under
several blankets. And after about 6 hours I’m back to feeling
human again but am in need of a shower.

Doctors always tell me there is nothing in the pneumonia
vaccine that would cause me to go through this yet I do. They
also say that if I do develop pneumonia it is because I was
already sick. Well, said doctor did examine me before I was
given the shot so if I was already sick she missed it.

The doctor did assure me this was the last shot I’d have to get
and I’m going hold her to her word. Now if it doesn’t rain it’s
time to get some things done outside. I should have went ahead
with my plan to pave the entire lawn and paint it green.

Enjoy our Wednesday, we’re halfway to the weekend. And now,
I need that shower.
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