The ecosystem in my garage.
A few years ago I witnessed a spider eating a mosquito. As he finished the meal, a lizard stepped in and had his own.
Yesterday I spared the life of a small spider and told him to eat lots of mosquitos.
Today, I find this:
I just got bit by a mosquito and the snake is still in the garage. I guess I should be happy the bear did not stay.
A few weeks back I took a nap. I was in my car. The car was in my open garage.
I woke to a noise but did not look. I was comfortable. The car was locked. I wasn’t moving.
There was news of a bear prowling around the neighborhood. The bear had made the noise.
The next week I could not find my hedge trimmers. There were multiple reports of stealing out of unlocked cars. There were reports of items disappearing from porches.
My policy for lost items is that they will come back to me eventually. The lost item suddenly appears. It may take an hour. It may take a month.
Three weeks later I could not find my trimmer. My plants are overgrown. Maybe the neighborhood thief took the trimmer.
I spent a week thinking ‘the guy’ took the trimmer. The noise was from him. It was not from the bear.
Guess what I just found.
I have had a hard time finding a way to explain why I am even on a search for better health. I needed to be able to explain it to myself. I was not as concerned about what others thought. It never really occurred to me to try to explain it outside my own ego.
When fighting Lyme and company, there has always seemed to be something just not right. We are missing a puzzle piece somewhere. Various infections, hormones, nutrition….it always seems much more difficult and complicated than it should be.
I believe that I have found a way to explain it to myself. The theory will not fix anything but thought I should share it in case anyone else could use it.
The Rose Theory
I first moved into my house over 10 years ago. As a new home owner I was excited to fix up things and put to use all of those hours spent watching home improvement shows. One thing that I really wanted was a beautiful rose bush. It was a peace rose. I tended to it as Google said I should. I watered it often but careful not to over water it. I sought advice on what fertilizer to use and when to apply it. I made sure it received all the nutrients it needed. I trimmed it as directed. I was very attentive to its every need. If I was doing everything just right, there were a few beautiful blooms as a reward.
My mind was musing this morning as I sipped my coffee and watched pundits pundit.
Most seemed simultaneously excited and fearful of the possibility of Mr. Trump becoming President of these United States.
There is a chance he may lose the Republican primary, but with every delegate that he gathers, there seems to be an unease. By the end of my coffee, everyone seemed to calm down and settle into acceptance that he really may win the nomination.
He may, actually, become President. Yes, he would need to win the general election but there appears to be a H-U-G-E (Trump voice over) enthusiasm gap that could lead to poor Democratic voter turn out and high Republican turn out.
I began to think…so what….if he really goes off the rails, then Congress can get rid of him. Well, Congress has agreed to nearly never ever agree on anything. With Trump’s marketing skills, I cannot imagine anyone up for election in the next 4 years would agree to it.
So the Supreme Court could take care of it…..well, I suppose, but they will be short a Continue reading
Danced with the rain all day today. Weatherman says it was “el Niño.”
…a name that I may never be able to take seriously.
One of my neighbors was putting up Christmas lights this evening. As I made my way to the mailbox, I complimented her on how pretty they were. She smiled and told me thank you.
She then grew the biggest smile and sweetly wished me a happy Chanukah.
Now, I am not certain why this neighbor of several years thinks that I am Jewish. Perhaps it is because I used to decorate my bushes with blue lights and had a white lit tree. Just always thought it was pretty. Perhaps she overheard me telling someone about a DNA test that said I am 12% Ashkenazi.
At any rate, her being so considerate and sending her warm thoughts across the yard was the biggest highlight of my day.
I smiled back and said thank you.