Indoor projects; too hot to be outside !!

Indoor projects; too hot to be outside!! Ninety-one degrees at 3:35 PM as I publish this message!! By necessity, I am running the air-conditioner!! ~~~~~ If it were not so hot, I’ll quickly pack a few things into the T@B and leave for Grandfather Mountain. Tomorrow is another presentation of Singing on the Mountain. I was there three years ago and you can read about it on my earlier blog.  Also check: Grandfather Mountain–as I saw it. There is free camping (if you get there early enough). However, it is “dry camping”–no restrooms or showers. Large RVs with all the amenities (including generators for air-conditioning) are especially blessed. Without electricity for a fan, I would “bake” in my little trailer. Very few trees in the free camping area. So I will reminisce… and put it on the calendar for next year. (The 2009 trip was with my “even smaller” Teardrop trailer.)

I love my backyard garden !!

Like most of the nation, North Carolina has been extremely hot. It reached a hot, humid, high of 93 degrees today. (Weatherman says “Felt like 95.”)  I started working in my backyard garden about eight o’clock and didn’t seek shelter until about noon.   I had “planned” to work on “downsizing” inside the apartment but my enjoyment escalates outside the patio doors.  There is a caption with most of the pictures but please note that it won’t be long until I have home-grown tomatoes.  I had fresh-picked home-grown Scarlet Runner Beans for supper. (I planted the Scarlet Runner Beans so their bright red flowers would attract Hummingbirds. Likewise, nasturtiums, petunias, and begonias planted to attract Hummingbirds. I seldom see a Hummingbird at the two feeders but I frequently see a Hummingbird at the flowers.)

Heart-stopping incident !!

My ritual each evening, when I arrive home from work, is to check my backyard garden.  I’ll repeat what I’ve said (here) several times: “I love my backyard garden!!”  But this time my heart stopped beating!!  I was astonished to see that my Bluebird house was gone!!  Not just the house; the wrought-iron post in the “luggable” pail of cement, securing all, had disappeared!! ~~  The gardener had been doing some work in the adjoining yard–where I had positioned the ensemble several weeks ago–and moved my pride and joy up next to my Topsy-Turvy upside-down tomato planters.  Quite unexpectedly (quite rare!), the maintenance supervisor appeared in our backyard and I sobbed, and stammered “My poor babies,” and “Mama Blue and Papa Blue must be traumatized, too.”  The supervisor moved the ensemble back to its original location.  I sat discretely inside my living room next to the patio doors; I watched but did not see the Bluebird couple return to the bird house.  This morning I watched but no Bluebird couple.  I put out fresh mealworms in hopes they might be lured back.  This evening, twenty-four or twenty-five hours later, I witnessed the Bluebird couple taking food into the bird house.  I was thrilled to see them!!
Postscript, June 21st, 2012, 7:45 AM: I exaggerated (above) and confess I was not sobbing.  (Sobbing on the inside!!)  I’ve worked so hard to coax a Bluebird couple to my yard!!  Some of that journey is documented in earlier blog messages.

Tilted halo !!

Yes, my halo tilted this morning. I planned to unpack the crate with Christmas things BUT “my being” was screaming “No, I can’t face that task today!”  In years past, I reduced Christmas from numerous boxes to this one.  It contains sentimental things and I just couldn’t handle, document, and donate.  Maybe later?!  This past week I emptied those several crates. The third picture shows the corner (of the bedroom) where the crates were stacked for many months.   The fourth picture shows the corner after the crates were removed.  The fifth picture shows over a dozen boxes of health and nutrition books that need a new home. 








Shopping bags full of “filler” items for Operation Christmas Child shoeboxes. Those are “keepers” until next November.

Bye-bye, little ones !!

They all conveyed a message when I was deeply involved teaching health and nutrition (and/or working for that industry). Now they are en route to Second Chance Boutique where they will hopefully find new homes. I envision them in the hands of children. I know the Veggie Tales will sell quickly. Truthfully, this is only a small part of the decorations… and all are going “bye-bye.”  Frankly, I had forgotten how extensive  (packed over two years ago) and fondly reminisced as I unpacked the collection to document as a donation. (Documenting… is the way I spent my afternoon!!) ~~~~ Pictures below: “Special delivery” Tuesday morning June 19th.