February 6th, 2022

Sunday – February 6th, 2022 —> -8˚C /+17.6˚F @ 3:15 pm in Atlantic Canada – { Was my aunt Phylis’ Birthday 🙂 }

 

Draeydan & Shelley at Daybreak

– Latest couple of characters from my latest NaNoWriMo novel –

— { I was shocked to see how good the above screen shot looks on a gaming monitor. }

 

Path to Deer Hill

– Snow-Blown path from tool shed to ‘Deer Hill’ { Taken from squatting down low – The snow piles are not over our heads } – Photo taken yesterday, February 5th, 2022. –

— Um, we do not live in igloos in Canada – We do need air conditioners in the summer … { And “Wellington Court” was named after someone whose middle name was Wellington { Last name was Pond – The street began with five houses in a cluster – all inhabited by families related to each other – whose  last name was Pond. }

— Haven’t done much with my Genealogy blog —> https://aerendel.ca/DNA-Tree/ <— Looked up the spelling on my Aunt Phyl’s name and got lost – didn’t find it.

— The other night I was at my living room computer { One of several computers – the living room computer is hooked up to a really good set of speakers that we use to listen to live podcasts from time to time } — I heard something and turned to watch a colander jump up and slide down the wall behind our living room wood stove. … The love of my life subscribes to a friend’s Psychic podcast and has asked questions from time to time. … This house has some very unusual acoustic qualities. People talking to each other a couple streets away sound like they’re in the next room – I’ve heard our sadly deceased Labrador ‘Boof’ clipping down the hall now and then { and felt my favourite orange cat jump on my arm two years after he dropped his physical body and went off to play in the happy hunting grounds 🙂 } … a really sensitive psychic said that was because we live in a spot with a bowl shaped sort of spiritual amphitheatre – where curious inter-dimensional beings sometimes stop by to check the place out – when my love asked who played with the colander the psychic source rattled off a series of names including my cousin’s { Joan Pond’s } name – { Her birthday was last week – {{ Happy Birthday Joan! }}  } – Which prompted me to check out her net presence and she’s still with us {{{ Yay! }}} — But hey, if you’re  growing telekinetic talents – tell me about it, Cuz – }} {{{ Or was it one of the Ponds who lived on this street in the past dropping by and saying hello? }}}

— until next time…

~~~~~ Jim

Welcome to 2021?

Saturday, January 2nd, 2021 – -6˚C / +23˚F & Snowing @ 5 pm Atlantic Time –

Snow Fall shot through a window with holidays lights bright.

– 5 pm today – first significant snow warning of the season –

— Looks like we will start the new year testing out our new { bought it on sale } snow blower – The ‘snowfall warning’ says we can expect 15 to 25 Centimeters { 6 to 10 inches? }

— We are expecting the unexpected this year – holding our breath to see if election thieves in the U$A get away with any major Communist +/or  Fascist coupe d’etat { I don’t know whether the thieves I’m talking about here are ones who are accusing the other side of stealing the election? Or the ones that the apparent losers believe stole the election by somehow padding the vote. }

—> & In the great name-calling debate  —> One side believes that calling the other side “Communists” should render their more ‘Liberal’ opponents unable to do anything but wag their mouths with no words coming out —> While the other side believes that calling their opponents ‘Corporate Fascists’ should cause their opponents to fall down on the ground in the middle of acute cardiac arrest.

—> I don’t know – but no matter what happens – half of the population of the United States will be hopping mad – thinking that the other side didn’t just cheat, but they’re plotting to rape and kill their babies —> body , mind and Spirit… & then institute economic slavery.

—> I also believe that people are throwing words around where nobody agrees what they actually mean –

—> “Communists?”—> I think the only real commune-ists are spiritually centgered people who model themselves on what we’ve been taught is what the early Christians believed in and pracitcied—> “If you have two coats and you see somebody shivering in the cold because he or she doesn’t have a coat – give them one of yours.” : “Love! And do as thou wilt!” { I am not 1,000% sure of ancient spelling and/or grammatic rules … but I do remember that I had a grammar school teacher tell my class that back in ‘George Washington’s day’ – there was no standardized spelling. }

— But what about the golden rule? – ‘Do unto others as you would [ hopefully ] have them do unto you.” – If everybody acted that way we wouldn’t need to have a government pass any welfare or social security laws. In a world like that Donald J Trump would be a completely different, and probably much happier, person.

—> The USSR’s government was NOT commune-ist. If a small number of power hungry people want to control everything everybody else says, does and thinks – they are not commune-ists – The USSR’s ruling elite were Fascists trying to get their people to believe the fantasy that their government existed to insure that the workers who they said were the backbone of their ‘socialist state’ – were protected so they could not be exploited exploited by any evil capitalists.{ While the ruling elite in the USA was busy selling the fiction that they were in power to make sure that those evil commies didn’t conquer and enslave the good people of the good old U-S of A. – } Neither side in the cold war acted in a way that might fit into what Christian, or Jewish, or Islamic, or Hindu, or Taoist, Shinto, Confucian, Jainist, Sikh, Zoarastrian, Buddhist; or any other ‘religious’ philosophy teaches.

—> Another step back —> All the True Great Prophets who came down into this Material Universe to help us find our way through the various levels of spiritual ignorance and social and legal darkness – if they got together for a conference, they would be in total agreement on what the Divine is, and what we’re here for. They all basically gave us the same message. The confusion began to set in when The Great Ones had to translate Their message to fit into the linguistic and cultural climate they were surrounded by during their incarnations.

—> BUT – Power hungry men { almost always men } edited and warped Their messages so they could grab power and force their countries’ populations to serve them – and pay them taxes – and bow down and kiss their feet. Mohammed { God Bless Him Eternally } wanted his daughter, Jasmine, to inherit His property and be a powerful voice in spreading His message. Manipulative – Power-Hungry { Ice-Holes } men quickly seized control and forced women into subjugation and took away every right the Prophet, { God Bless Him Eternally } wanted women { and children } to have.

—> “Fascists” – If only for the sake of argument, let me define Fascists as ‘Anyone who believes they have the right to elevate themselves above the general population of their area and era’. { That would include and/or apply to anyone who smugly defines any group of their contemporaries as ‘The Great Unwashed’. —> ‘Corporate Fascists’ believe they have the right to control the news media to make sure nobody gets a chance to show them or their corporations in anything but a glowingly brilliant light that misses any possible flaws or short comings or even outright illegal, immoral, unethical, and/or ‘not very nice’ thing they do.

—> The corporate vice president of General Motors who showed a select group of award winning mechanics and ‘Mr GoodWrench’ executives who’d been personally invited to an event where their brand new product line for that year and futuristic concept cars were on display. The Vice President smiled and invited them all to come up and get their first look at their ‘brilliant new innovations’ —> When a mechanic pointed something out and asked that vice president, “Isn’t that made of plastic?” the V.P. smiled and said, “Of course it is.” – When that mechanic followed up with, “But those parts have always been metal – this looks like you’re deliberately putting something in there that is  guaranteed to break down-” —> The V.P. got angry and nasty – asked, “Do you like your job? I’m paying somebody two million dollars a year to come up with ideas like this so you can keep your job!” That V.P. is/was a Corporate Fascist.

—> Fascists seek to gain, consolidate and hold on to power by using “divide and conquer” tactics. Fascists have learned that if they can keep everyone they can manipulate in a state of constant anxiety, fear, insecurity and confusion – they can easily control those people, and get them to agree to give up their rights, privileges and freedoms in exchange for ‘a little bit of security’.

—> I don’t know if Benjamin Franklin actually said this, but he is usually credited with saying – “Anyone who will give up a little freedom for a little security will deserve neither and lose them both.”

—> More quotes – “I have learned this through philosophy: that I do out of choice what others do only out of fear of the law.” – Socrates?

—> “Banking Establishments are more dangerous than standing armies,” – Thomas Jefferson.

—> { One rallying cry during the US Revolutionary War was “No Taxation without Representation,” { I’m pretending I can ignore the fact that many of those revolutionaries did not believe that “African savages” were fully human – or deserved equal rights of any kind of equality with their ‘owners’. } —> The real issue was – after land owning colonists had been allowed to pay their taxes to the ‘Crown’ using agreed upon gold, silver or currency – and/or barter – handing over goods that the ‘Royal’ tax collectors agreed were of equal value to the tax the ‘Crown’ assessed that they owed —> ‘NEW RULES’ came along – and the Crown demanded that the colonists pay their taxes only in English Bank Notes. English Bank notes were close to impossible to obtain in the colonies, and if they could get them the colonists had to pay something like ten times their face value for them.

—> The ‘Great Experiment’ that was the Unites States of America outlawed corporations from the beginning – and then allowed corporations to form only for a short – fixed period of time – that was agreed upon by law and/or the State/County/Municipal level of government which would pass a law allowing that corporation to exist for the agreed upon – limited –  time. When that time was up, all corporate assets would be returned to the state, county, municipality or community where that corporation had been allowed to exist. The Founding Fathers did not want their fledgling democracy to be undermined by any form of Corporate Fascism.

—> The fledgling Democracy that was the USA then managed for almost two hundred years to resist the evils of the British Centralized Banking system that came to be known as the Federal Reserve Banking System – also known as the ‘Fiat Economy’ { and they don’t mean it belongs to anybody who owns a ‘Fiat Automobile’ }. As far as I’ve been able to find out – FDR had to compromise to get something he believed was THAT IMPORTANT accomplished during World War II by allowing the Federal Reserve System to come into being – and thereby infect the US economic system from then on. The Federal Reserve Banking System is not a Federal agency or branch of the US government – it is a veritable Mafia of Corporate Fascists.

—> Corporate Fascists control almost every media outlet in the USA, and probably Canada, and probably just about every country that suffers under the illusion that they are still a part of the ‘Western Model of the Free World’.

—> There’s an ex- investment counselor in the USA who will gladly bend your ear and explain how every level of government from the Federal level on down to the municipal level learned from the Nazis how to cook their books and effectively hide income streams and make assets look like liabilities and lie to make you believe that the only income they have comes to them through taxes. This guy says that every level of government in the Western ‘Free World’ could stop charging and collecting taxes today and provide more and better services than they currently over-charge everybody for. He also said, “If Al Capone studied law and politics he would have been the President.” And went on to add —> What does organized crime do? They charge businesses ‘protection money’ for the privilege of doing business in an area they control. What do all levels of government do? They call their ‘protection money’ —> “Taxes and licensing fees”.  – I keep asking people to go to —> CAFR1.com <— Check that guy’s arguments out and please tell me where he might be ‘half a bubble off’ –  if he is – or look at me and say “Holy Bull-Chips! He’s telling it like it is.” { Lately some of his blog messages sound too much like he drank the DJ Trump followers’  Kool-aid – and believes we’ll end up in hand baskets on January twenty first and wonder where we’re going and what we’re doing in those hand baskets… }

— In the series “Our Cartoon President” the incumbent screams {about his opponent } “He’s cheating – he’s registering minority voters!” or something like that. }

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—> Where are my loyalties? I will side with Honesty, Truth, Compassion, Altruism … { “What’s so funny about Peace, Love & Understanding?” – {{ duh – was that Tom Petty? }} } … Or maybe I’ve been thinkin’ that whichever ‘lesser of two evils’ is sworn in – they just might see us through what has been forecast to be the most incredibly awful decade in the history of planet Earth – or at least the history that the evil manipulators of human consciousness have ‘allowed us’ to know about? Hints from the Spiritual grapevine indicate that whoever becomes the US president on January 20th – the chances are much too ‘good’ that either the US or its allies will rattle sabres they should leave alone and when they believe they can scare Iran into backing down – things could very well escalate into World War III.

— WAKE UP before it’s too late!

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— “A society is judged by the way it treats its least fortunate citizens.”

—> “I’ve been running from side to side / one thing’s sure – that both sides lie,”  Pete Townsend of the Who — { quoted from a slightly failing – used to be fantastic – memory }

—> There is no “We” versus “Them” —> We’re all “We” – or we’re all ‘Them” – and we need to know that -Anybody you’ve been told is your enemy has been demonized by somebody who believes that you are a disposable member of the ‘Great Unwashed’.

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—> Back to ‘Reality”? —> Hey, it’s snowing in Atlantic Canada —

— & I used to see snow as a great egalitarian event – covering all kinds of injustice and painful realities and afflicting the rich as well as the homeless and everybody in between.

—> & remembering a quote from Bridgeport, Connecticut { USA }’s Socialist Mayor { circa 1933-1957 } – Jasper McLevy – “You want to know if the city of Bridgeport will plow away the snow? Well I say, ‘The Good Lord put it there, let the Good Lord take it away.”

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—> Shrug

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Jasper McLevy – Wikipedia

Jasper McLevy photo

-Photo of Jasper McLevy & No – we did not name our dog after this guy 🙂 –

Jasper McLevy (March 27, 1878 – November 20, 1962) was an American politician who served as mayor of Bridgeport, Connecticut from 1933–1957. He was a member of the Socialist Party, later leaving in protest to join the Social Democratic Federation.

Jasper McLevy was born to Scottish immigrants Hugh and Mary Stewart McLevy in Bridgeport on March 27, 1878. McLevy worked first as a roofer, learning the trade from his uncle after his own father died when he was 14. After reading Edward Bellamy’s futuristic, utopian novel Looking Backward, he became a socialist, and helped form the Bridgeport Socialist Party in the early 1900s. The 24-year-old idealist first ran for the Connecticut General Assembly under the Socialist banner in 1902, collecting 215 votes. He ran another 20 unsuccessful campaigns for local, city, state and federal offices over the following years, including nine tries at mayor, the last in 1931. In all these races he ran as a Socialist at a time when socialists were portrayed as anarchists and bomb-throwers.

In the early 1930s, Bridgeport, an industrial city in southern Connecticut, was plagued by corruption and hard hit by the Great Depression. In 1931, voters had ousted the incumbent Republican mayor for Democrat Edward Buckingham and McLevy only lost by a couple thousand votes. By 1933, dissatisfaction had spread to both parties and McLevy trounced the competition, bringing along a Socialist majority on the Board of Aldermen, Bridgeport’s city council. While people familiar with local politics had seen the writing on the wall in the 1931 results, the national media was astonished to find the Socialists in control in a New England city.

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—> Yay?

—> “They will try to put a wall between us – Don’t let them win -” { Duh? InXS? }

— xoxoxo – Everybody – Please have the best, most wonderful year ever – do not doubt for a nano-second that you deserve that – You may have to shoot your corporate news media delivering devices and look for honest news from something like WPKN-FM in Bridgeport, Connecticut – or dive deep inside your soul to get the news directly from the Loving Source of Everything Positive and Good in Every Universe I know of…

~~~~~ Jim

— Puppy Photos that Jim Couldn’t Find —

Monday, December 17th, 2018 —  -1°C / +29°F —> With grey skies andvery fine, almost invisible snow falling on the south side of Freddy Beach in Atlantic Canada @ 2:34 pm Atlantic Time —

— Ah, Jim – I feel for you guys, damn – { And thanks for suggesting I use this user account }

— Here are two photos from the facebook page that I was able to copy and save for you — I can imagine you wouldn’t be able to see to type. That ‘puppy horse’ had more personality than —> oh well, instead of ‘dissing’ people who might recognize themselves and feel bad or angry, let me just say he had one heckuva lotta personality. <—

Cathi & Jassper witj stuffed squeaking duck

– I’ve been told that it took Jassper less than a week to ‘love that duck to death’ & then he carried a piece of the ear around with him until Cathi found it unattended and was able to get rid of it – That’s Cathi on the couch hugging Jassper who is showing off his duck. Jim took the photo.-

— The duck squeaked, They had no trouble knowing where Jassper and his duck were until he shredded the duck a couple days after this photo was taken.

Jassper with bone in Arnprior.

-Here we can all see how much personality this guy had.-

— I believe Jim told me that Jassper dropped his bone when he came inside and some animal stole it – Jassper went to the spot where he dropped it and seemed lost until Jim came out, felt terrible and played with him. Jassper played “Kangaroo Dog” and tried to invent a “Kangaroo Dog Dance” that had me busting up with laughter. Then he’d smile at me – I swear that guy could read minds.

 

Jassper with blue bandana on porch in Arnprior

-Jassper being ‘terminally cute’ wearing his blue bandana on their porch in Arnprior – before they moved to New Brunswick. He still had a lot of his puppy-ness as I think Jim told me this was just before Jassper’s first birthday. He was born in July, they gave him my birthday – well actually they gave him Erin’s but I had it first 😉 –

— I know it’s real hard to think about celebrating a life that was much too short. I heard Jim moan that all pets should be immortal too often to guess that he could take this in stride. He didn’t ask me to do this, post these photos, but I’m pretty sure he and Cathi would appreciate me making the effort they’re too shaken to attempt right now.

— H.J. d’A — {Using the Jassper account until I can find my stupid passwords.}

— on the passing of a pet —

Monday, December 17th, 2018 —> -2˚C / +27˚F – dark and cloudy @ 4:39 am.

Jassper Dancing With Cathi

– Jassper dancing with Cathi during a Doctor Who special on the ‘Space Channel’ in Canada. –

— Our puppy went bounding off into the spirit realm at about 3:30 am Saturday morning without a whimper.

Jassper rearranging the blankets

– “What??? You thought the queen sized bed wasn’t big enough for the three of us? See, all I had to do was rearrange the blankets for you – Now you can curl up there and Cathi can have that side and I get this part? Right?” –

— I’ve got some cuter than heck puppy pictures that my eyes are too wet to search for right now, but for now the two above will more than set the stage —

—  Any pet can be a close family member. You really can’t measure how much pure love and joy they give you.

— I remember reading in a post office propaganda ‘informational newsletter’ type magazine – they posted an article about the events in a life that deliver the most health threatening stress to anyone. The jerks that wrote that article wanted to impress upon us the idea that having a conflict with a supervisor was more stressful than it was worth – So of course we should ‘bite the bullet’ and take any of their b.s. egotistical/economic warfare orders in stride and do as we were told without question.

— But more stressful than arguing with a supervisor was the death of a family member and especially a spouse.

— One discussion I remember with a Yoga Master touched on the idea that ‘friendship’ was a higher form of love than romantic love. { You don’t expect your friends to take out your garbage, cook your meals a certain way at a certain time, complete all sorts of chores you don’t particularly enjoy without you asking – and if a friend tells a woman that a dress she thought was the height of fashion or extraordinarily beautiful didn’t look that good on her that wouldn’t cause as much of a melt-down as a spouse taking one look at her in that dress and laughing or saying, “What were you thinking? That makes you look like you gained thirty pounds and aged ten years.” Friends can tell you things you wouldn’t want to hear from a lover. }

— So maybe a pet isn’t as important in your life as your spouse or life partner, but they’re danged close – and when they’re suddenly not there any more and that incredible source of love and companionship is suddenly gone… – man! that can rip you inside out.

— But the universe hates a vacuum – and it is a real spiritual law that when one loved one leaves your life – another one will step in and not fill that void exactly, but bring a new source of love and inspiration to you. — Can I quote Tom Petty? ‘The waiting is the hardest part.’

— I’ve been deep in the twilight zone for a couple days, too deep to function on any usual level. I had a very strong impression that Jassper came to see me shortly after he made the initial stages of his transition to his next stage in life and didn’t understand why he didn’t feel the same when he jabbed me in my elbow with his nose. He was happy that his arthritis wasn’t bothering him, and I think he wanted to go for a walk up and down the street the way we used to before his Labrador Retriever health quirks twisted his hips out of their normal configuration. I had to tell him he’d graduated to a higher level and could now go bounding off to new worlds and find his mother and brothers and sisters and a whole new huge extended family in the happy puppy romping grounds. — He perked up and took off to try that out. He’s still out there romping, barking ecstatically at anything and everything who’ll pay attention to him over there.

— And we’re still back here in the material world crying our eyes out, wondering why we’re not greeted by a happily wagging tail and a look that wants to know if we brought him anything to eat.

 

🙁

~~~~~ Jim

Sunday, July 9th, 2017

Sunday, July 9th, 2017  —>  26˚C / 79˚F  —>  Clear & muggy @ 7:22 pm in Atlantic Canada — Many nice people have birthdays right around now —

Sunlight highlighting high branches in a tree

– Sunlight touching the higher branches of a neighbourhood tree at about 8:45 pm on the 4th of July up here. –

— We were walking the dog and liked the effects of sunlight highlighting selective branches high in some trees around us on Nora’s birthday 🙂 – The above photo was taken with a 4x zoom. The wider photo didn’t capture the effect.

deck visulaization 01.

– We laid out several pallets to get a good feel for what we want to do with wider / longer deck along the side of the house. –

— This summer has been ‘not so good’ for getting things done outside. My over the counter allergy medicine stopped working and we’ve had quite a lot of rainy days, so I was either coughing my brains out or avoiding getting rained on. But today we finally went outside, looked at what we’ve got here, looked at plans on line and decided that not all of our pallets are wonderful building material for the deck we want to extend – but we wanted to see how they measure up. One thing about pallets is they’re not all the same size, or quality – and the ones we’ve been told are free for the taking quite often get picked over before we get there. But this looks hopeful. We might even be able to do this if I can breathe outside and nobody’s building an ark and collecting animals two by two …. 😉

getting a view of possible future deck.

– Another view of our visualization exercise –

— The thing that looks like a small lean-to / shed amid the pallets is a quick and dirty trash can enclosure to keep the raccoons out of the trash. But even with the pallets not being the ones we will use when we do this, and the pallets also being of several different sizes, this looks extremely do-able.

Wild Morning sky.

– Another wild morning sky – this was at 5:44 am on June 30th. –

— Let’s see, one of our favourite late night talk show guys told us that the ‘bad guys’ who were messing up weather patterns with ‘chem-trails’ have been disenfranchised, told to cease and desist – And wow, we’ve been getting a lot of ‘different’ early morning and late evening sky effects since we heard that. This is unretouched – I think the only time I ever saw yellow clouds were out in the Atlantic Ocean – a little too close to the Bermuda Triangle for my jangled nerves at the time.

Larkspurs

– One of last year’s plants didn’t make it through the winter – but we saw these amazing ‘midnight sky’ coloured Larkspurs and ‘Yum!’ – they look happy here. –

— We get most of our plants when the ‘garden shops’ that spring up in ‘super store’ parking lots are trying to get rid of stuff they haven’t yet sold at full price. 😉 -These Larkspurs stood up and grabbed our attention and yeah, we love the colour.

view from the street.

– From the street. That’s our local species of cedar tree and the flowers that survived the winter along with the Larkspurs we just added. – Yum? –

— Um, the five plants between the tree and the road here, are , um, baby’s breath or bridal wreath on the left, um, I forgot to its right, the Larkspurs in the middle, a cool plant with I think variegated leaves and small flowers and then a dwarf lilac that’s supposed to bloom all summer.

Pansies

– And the pansies we planted in honour of my mother are thriving –

— We thought the pansies we planted because they were special to my mother got off to a slow start this spring, but, apparently, they like the weather we’ve been having and seem to be quite happy with the love and attention we give them.  🙂

— Um, That’s probably enough blogging damage for now —

~~~~~ Jim

Saturday, April 22nd, 2017 – Um, It’s the “S” word again –

Saturday, April 22nd, 2017  —> +3˚C / +37˚F  —> with “light rain” falling at 1:33 pm Atlantic Time —

Cathi's Corner in Snow.

– Cathi’s Corner – no fire in the fireplace, Not exactly inviting her to sit on the swing and read or play her guitar – @ 7:27 am this morning, here in Atlantic Canada – The calendar really does read, “April 22, 2017” –

— The forecast first mentioned the ‘S” word several days ago – and then went from, “5 to 10 centimeters” to, “Ooops, we could get as much as 25 centimeters -” That’s like from (a) 2 to 4 inches to more like (b) 10 inches. I didn’t go outside and measure anything. But the world around us here looked “Amazing/Dazzling” in white, but the temperature rose and now it isn’t quite so picturesque.

Fence with Solar Lamp Close up in Snow.

– That’s a solar powered LED lamp hanging on the fence around the dog’s outside inner sanctum. It wasn’t collecting much in the way of solar rays when I shot this photo. –

— At a little after midnight, the dog acted a bit more like, “Hey, I gotta go outside in a big hurry-” than usual, so Cathi let him out. A couple minutes later, he started barking up a storm. Cathi opened the door and was about to say, “Hey, I told you not to bark at anything at this time of -” —> “Holy snarr! What is that? —” And both Cathi and the dog watched something she described as either a large fox or a coyote casually loping across Canada Street. The dog was proud of himself, Cathi said, “I don’t think you want to tangle with that guy, come on in -” And the dog said, “I saved the world again, right? I let you know there was something strange in the neighbourhood – That means I get a treat – right?” And he began dancing to the theme from Ghost Busters but didn’t get up on his hind legs this time, the cold and wet weather bothers his arthritis 🙁 —

Detail - snow on branches.

– Most of the neighbourhood looked something like this – except for the evergreens – and they had their own magical ambience this morning. –

— Once upon a springtime, walking my sister’s Redbone hound dog in Vermont, I stopped and looked out through what looked like an Escher print – an infinite world of very fine branches with very small white and pink blossoms – I didn’t have a decent camera with me at that time and my reaction was, “Oh man, I could never paint that and do it justice-”

Dream-like snow on evergreens.

– This is almost dream like, something that should be a subliminal image from the Nutcracker Suite –

— This is to the left of where the deer show up for breakfast – & Yes, if you could follow the elves and fairies under those branches you probably could find the home of the Good Fairy Princess —

Portal to a better world?

– And this might be a more direct portal to fairy land – It might be a good thing that there weren’t any young and impressionable pre-teen girls here, they might have seen that tunnel and charged off to investigate, and we’d never see them again. I mean – The way things are going in this world – Would you want to stay there, hang out and play and sing and dance with fairies or come back here and listen to the unbelievable b.s. that’s on the news every night and gets a little more unbelievable all the time? –

— Yeah, but when I almost tripped over our own domestic terrorist/orange tabby I had to take his picture and then messed with it in a very basic editing program —>

- Moe -

– Moe – I think I captured his true inner self here. –

— Before I messed with the sliders Moe’s eyes were glowing a near emerald-green colour.

snow laden trees

– Snow Laden Trees – The cat scared me out of my magical thinking and back to ‘reality’? – What???? –

— Yup, I just pinched myself. It really is Saturday, April 22nd, 2017 – We are more than a month into Calendar-Verified Spring-Time. All the above photos were taken between 7:23 and 7:28 am this morning. The computer blew up while I was messing with the photo of the cat. It almost acted like it might not come back to ‘life’ after I pushed the button twice to shut it down and restart it.

— But, here we are, I think —,

~~~~~ Jim

Thursday, April 13th, 2017 —> Whitey Is Back :)

Thursday, April 13th, 2017  —> +2˚C / +36˚F —> Sunny & Clear @ 7:43 am Atlantic Time —

Whitey & Committee friends April 13, 2017.

– It’s hard to see her in the middle of four other deer, but ‘Whitey’ did show up this morning at around 6:45 am –

— We’ve been worried lately about the white deer who usually shows up every day for the oats we throw out to keep the deer from starving in our weirder than usual winters lately. This morning she did show up with a group of 4 other deer who seem to like her company. There have been times when some deer chased her away, even kicked at her – either out of greed, or maybe it was a motherly instinct to make sure the kicker’s offspring got to eat? Deer Psychology is not one of my areas of expertise —

Jassper all wet.

– This is Jassper, on April 9th, wondering what he did wrong to force us to torture him with a shampoo in the shower –

— Poor Jassper, he doesn’t understand why we forced him into the bathtub and made him endure some doggy shampoo and a lot of warm water. – Could be he was proud of the stink he carried after rolling around in his own melting poop as the snow banks recede up here in the great white north —

Whitey & co. 2

– And, this is another shot of this morning’s breakfast crowd – I had the cell phone’s camera set at 4x closeup, and shot through the wrinkled plastic that insulates our porch windows – so it is a bit blurry – but this was the best I could do and our neighbour will be relieved to know the white ‘piebold’ deer is still alive and healthy –

— And here’s another photo of ‘Whitey’ and her friends at about 5 minutes to 7 am this morning. This photo might almost be clear enough to say so if I shrunk it down to half this size – but I didn’t –

— & Um, Is Friday the 13th a Thursday this month? Or should I say, “It’s bad luck to be superstitious-“?

— 🙂 — ,

~~~~~ Jim

Monday, April 3rd, 2017 – Happy Birthday Cathi! :)

Monday, April 3rd, 2017  —> +8˚C / +46˚F —> Sunny & Bright @ 5:58 pm Atlantic Time —> Happy Birthday Cathi! { heart heart heart } –

Snow Pile + Cathi + Boof

– This was last night @ about ten minutes to 9 pm as we were walking the dog up and down the street here – The very interesting mountain of snow is in one neighbour’s front yard up the street a bit. Most snow banks are about half that height. I think that neighbour had to have a heavy duty bulldozer plow their driveway. –

— Today is my favourite spouse’s birfday 🙂 She got today off, but we’re learning more than we wanted to know about living in a predatory economic culture.

— Saturday we went and got our eyes tested and ordered new glasses. The first place we thought we would go to see what their glasses were like was closed as of 1 pm on a Saturday. Which made no sense to us. But we crossed the bridge on our way home and on the north side of the river here – another store in the same chain was open.  We walked in, looked around, were greeted by a friendly, helpful dark-haired woman who was probably in her twenties – who answered our questions and when she wasn’t sure about something, went into a back room to ask somebody else and came back with good answers – This chain has a ‘get your second pair of glasses free’ policy. Cathi was slightly upset about their ‘pink pricing’ with women’s styles obviously much more expensive than mens’. When she started looking through the ‘mens’ frames for something she figured would be gender neutral, the helpful employee came and told us that certain frames were reduced in price.  Cathi looked at the frames in that category on the women’s side and when they had like two frames that were reduced, the employee disappeared into the back a second time, came back out and said – it is the store’s policy that when they sell out of the reduced price frames too quickly other brands come up to qualify for that same lower price. Okay! Cathi chose a frame in that category. I chose my second pair of glasses along the same lines, from one of those brands that was supposed to be reduced in price due to circumstances. So we had our eyes measured and had technical things done, and that process was finished at 4 minutes past closing time, so they told us they would have to put the order through on Monday – today. Today we received a call to come in and went in and were processed by a frowning blond-haired woman who wasn’t there on Saturday, and the cheerful dark-haired woman who waited on us was working in a different store. Our blond-haired woman called the dark-haired woman to ask a couple of questions and frowned a lot as she processed our order, told Cathi that her order had not been entered – Then, near the end of this ordeal today, said, “Oh – there you are, she put you through as ‘Cathi’ instead of Catherine. But when we got home and looked at the invoice the blond woman had printed out – the price for Cathi’s frames was more than twice what we had been told they would cost. We will raise a little hell here – Schnarr! –

— We’ll keep you posted.

snow falling

– This is snow beginning to fall last Monday @ about 2:30 pm – in what was billed as, “Perhaps, the last significant snow fall of the season-” { Let’s hope so – } –

— Cathi says it always snows around her birthday up here. Last Monday into Tuesday we expected to get something like 5 to 10 centimeters of heavy blowing snow – ( That’s like two to four inches in human terms. ) { I still do not like the idea that idiots who believe they have the power to over-ride what the general citizens of any given area want – whether it’s weights and measures, distances, temperature systems, or whatever – just go ahead and do it and to hell with what anybody who voted them into office thinks, desires, or believes should happen. } { Grrrrrr- }

Apres le storm.

– And this is last Tuesday, @ about 11:05 am – After the storm had come and left its white stuff behind for us to deal with. –

— This photo is tipped at a slightly different angle from the one above it. I think all I did was turn a little to my right, and tried to get the horizon in the centre at about the most correct angle I could – You may notice that the swing in the right there is buried under just a bit more snow than it had been buried under the day before.

Jassper.

– Jassper, ‘hamming’ it up for the camera with his laser eyes uncorrected –

— Jassper almost looks like he’s giving us an evil grin here – He got all excited and wanted to go play in the snow while it was falling, would come in with an all white back and run to the refrigerator – all but saying, “I had fun, now it’s time for a treat, right?”

Moe in the living room.

– Moe, on the other hand, is completely bored with all this cold white stuff contaminating his ‘outside’ world to the point where he just looks through the door and then turns and glowers at me for letting it snow where he would really love to go and plop down in green growing grass and sun himself. –

— Moe is glaring at the door in this photo, staying far enough back in the centre of the living room to avoid the possibility of any cold white stuff sneaking up and landing on him. 🙂

— Sigh – So it should be “Be Nice To Cathi Day” Every day should be “Be Nice to Cathi” day. But the forces of Schnarr are hell-bent on their economic warfare regime and while we know that the predatory economic system is about to backfire and explode in their faces, they’re still at it. Our best authority on the subject tells us the ‘fit hits the shan’ for banksters in 2019 – just stay far enough away so they don’t bring you down with them.

— Schnarr! —,

~~~~~ Jim

Sunday, March 26th, 2017 – Nice Day To Walk The Dog

Sunday, March 26th, 2017  —> +3˚C / +37˚F —> Sunny and bright @ 6:37 pm in Atlantic Canada-

View from the Cul De Sac.

– This is the view looking back down our street from the ‘turn-around’ end of the Cul de Sac – Taken at 6:38 pm and not enhanced at all –

— Our dog was hoping against hope when I reached for my jacket and we got to take a walk up and down the street while the sun was still shining for a change. There were young humans to wag his tail at and slightly older humans to go say hello to. Of course he had to sniff every square millimeter up and down the street and stick his nose into several snow banks to try to figure out what scent they might be hiding. He ‘bonded’ with several driveways, rolled around in the snow and ice – and stared down his doggy girl-friend’s driveway with only a slight whimper when she didn’t show –

Snowmobile trail

– Snowmobile trail – with nearly broken trees forming an arch overhead. The trail is supposed to go all the way to a ‘smart centre’ shopping centre – but the one time in the summer that we went less than a hundred yards up the trail we found the way blocked by six inch deep or deeper puddles wider than the trail up there. –

— We did have a little bit of excitement – two snow-mobiles came revving and zooming out of the woods where there is a trail – Jassper didn’t know whether to wag his tail or growl and prepare to try to chase them – but they turned into driveways long before they came anywhere near us.

cul de sac in winter

-This is the cul-de-sac/turn-around – which might have too much snow for most ‘turn around’ events, unless you’re driving a small car or riding something with two or three wheels. –

— And he wanted to keep walking, go explore territory we haven’t looked at or sniffed yet – but I sent him an image of something to eat and he decided to head for home and whatever yummies he figured he earned by taking me for a walk. 🙂

— On the weird dream front – Yup, I had another one – I dreamed I was a senior citizen who was contacted by an investigative reporter. Then I was the reporter who was digging up information about a conspiracy involving virtually every bank and elected official on the municipal, county, state & federal levels to fleece senior citizens of their savings. The US Social Security Department was a major player that was in on this. “Free” bank accounts for seniors suddenly had wildly inflating fees for everything, including on-line balance checking – which had suddenly started costing one dollar for each on-line balance inquiry – then not just one dollar per inquiry by one dollar per account per inquiry — if the senior had three accounts- like maybe savings, checking and possibly a ‘CD’ or long term/high interest account – one inquiry to make sure those accounts hadn’t been hacked or emptied by criminals would cost three dollars for ten seconds of connection. – Seniors who complained became targeted by agencies that routinely found them incompetent and hustled them into locked-down nursing homes where all the food they ate was laced with drugs that quickly destroyed their short and long term memories. The seniors’ assets were then seized by the government to cover the cost of supporting them in their rapidly deteriorating vegetative state. The senior citizen I had interviewed registered a complaint with the police department and was arrested and ‘hauled’ in for questioning. I gave him a hacked smart phone so we could hear and record every word as a smirking detective walked into the locked interrogation room and threw down a pad of paper and a pencil, “We get people like you coming in here all the time with these wild tales, I tell you what, I want you to sit there and write down everything you remember about today, in order. And I want you to begin by writing, ‘As I stepped up to the plate this morning I knew I could hit one out of the park.’ The senior citizen gasped, “But today is January, nobody plays baseball in January.” —> “Do I look like I give a [ bleep ]? Now we can do this the hard way or you can do exactly as you’re told: Start writing, ‘This morning as I stepped up to the plate, I was sure I could hit one out of the park!” —> That’s where I woke up.

~~~~~ Jim

Wednesday, March 15th, 2017 – It Could Have Been Worse

Wednesday, March 15th, 2017  —>  ‘-0˚C’ / +31˚F & Cloudy @ 3:30 pm in Atlantic Canada —> On The Ides Of March?

Open Porch Door on Blizzard Droppings.

– That’s about a foot of wickedly blown snow just before 6 am – It hadn’t started raining yet. –

— The above is the view through the open porch door just before 6 am, Just before I started out to deal with blizzard droppings – The plow had not been by yet – We didn’t have a three foot high – eight foot wide mountain of snow at the end of the driveway, ‘Yet’ – { Schnarr } —

— For the first twenty minutes I was outside shoveling, the weather was changing every couple of minutes from the tick tick tick of ‘ice pellets’ { sleet? } to snow again and back and forth several times before it began to develop into that wonderful freezing rain schnarr. The snow was hard to shovel to begin with, the top eight inches or so were hard packed and probably could have been cut into pretty good blocks, the kind we saw the people of the far north { who we’d been taught to call ‘Eskimos’ } build their igloos out of in a television ‘documentary’ when we were kids and believed everything that adults told us. — I shoveled for about 45 minutes and needed a break, as I had only been able to shovel a path one shovel wide from the porch door to the beginning of the nice freakin mountain the schnarr plow brought us a couple minutes after I started shoveling.  { Schnarr } —

- Blue Driveway after 20 hours of shoveling.

– 8:30 am – It was snowing very fine ‘flakes’ [ Flurries ] and the world was blue when I took a break and took a photo. And, strangely enough, it came out blue. –

— After Cathi got dressed we went out and shoveled together for two hours before I took the above photo. We got rid of most of that foot and a half high { after I had already trimmed about a foot off the top, after having cut through the first two feet wide section closer to the street – of the three feet high ‘gift’ from the snow plow. } Together we shoveled for almost three hours before she gave up and called work and said she brought her files home just in case and would work on those from home, we still couldn’t get the van out –

— After another break { Cathi had started working on her files – I had the break } we dug the snow blower out of the shed and it started, but it didn’t want to stay running – it would run for a minute or so and sputter and shut down. This went on way past the time when I would have given up on my own, but Cathi was depending on me so I kept going. We moved the van up and over to try to get behind and around it. – Then the snow blower flatly refused to keep running. I checked the gas level for the third time, shrugged and added the last of our gasoline to what was in the tank, then had to try three times to get the danged thing to start, but when it started it was much happier than it had been before. So I went back in and disturbed Cathi and told her I’d blown about as much snow as I could – The rest was on top of at least a foot of ice from before this latest storm. She took a look and said, ‘Yeah, okay – That’s good enough.’ and got back to her work files. She thought maybe one of us had put the wrong gas into the snowblower the last time we filled it. { Wrong = the stuff that was part water – that she drained before we bought a new gas can and filled that with new gas and hoped that would work – and then had help from our neighbour’s son-in-law to actually get the thing working 🙂 }

Cathi working from home on her lap top.

– This is Cathi working from home at 2:10 pm today. –

— The storm on February 13th gave this area ’80 centimeters’ – that’s like two and a third feet in human terms. – This one gave us just under a foot, but gave most of that in a big hurry, where the last storm hung around quite a while.

Adjusted shot of the driveway at 8:30 am.

– & This is adjusted just a bit { ‘lightened’ } to show just how weirdly slice-able this snow was. – And this – again – was around 8:30 am, after two hours of shoveling, and about an hour before we gave up on the idea that we could get the van out of the driveway to get Cathi to work in her office. –

— During one of my breaks – I dealt with some sharp muscle pain by doing some Yoga relaxation stuff – which worked better than usual. { Obviously, if I’m still alive to tell you about it – }

— Sigh, So the dog was really disappointed that we didn’t need his help clearing the driveway and slammed his hockey puck / silver bowl down loudly a couple of times to drive that point home. But a little bit of a treat went a long way and he still wags his tail when he sees us, so all is not lost. We’ve been forgiven one more time. 🙂

~~~~~ Jim