Morning all
I couldn’t make a comment on Facebook with this iPad.
Michelle has signed a contract for the story of Biddy Chambers.
I wanted to tell her that I can picture her spitting cherry seeds at the mantle with the best of them
Nope. They’re trout, brown, rainbow, and golden rainbow(also called palominos). They’re from our visit to the hatchery. The fish in the header and bottom photo are about a foot long. Throw some trout chow in and it starts a feeding frenzy, as you can see in the pics. The monsters in the second and third are from the breeder pit. Those are 30+ inches and several pounds each. All the smaller ones came from the harvested eggs of the big ones.
Did I mention I had Trout Almondine for lunch yesterday?
BG just left for her last day of school…perhaps ever. I sent her dad a text, “Our baby just left for her last day of school. I should be teary eyed and emotional, but I just sighed in relief”. Thirteen years of fighting to get her out the door each morning. This mama is tired. Even Mr. P, when I told him said can we say a big hallelujah on the count of 3.
I saw Michelle’s news. How wonderful for her. I cannot wait to read it. I love biographies. She deserves this and I am honored to know her.
AJ, we have a park up in the mountains, I think it is a Federal park, that has water on the backside of the building by the parking lot. They have lots of big trout there that are well fed by tourists.
When I worked with Federal grants accounting for the state of Georgia, I had to account for the money that came in from the Feds to support the Georgia fish projects. That fisheries division of the Dept. of Natural Resources was a male dominated division as you can imagine. When I had to go talk to anyone in there I felt like I had entered macho land, LOL.
Yes, my news is very exciting–but you all know it! Thank you for the encouragement of so many–and it goes a long way back! I could not have written Biddy without Poppy first–and that one still waits. At this point, the idea on Poppy is if Biddy does well, Poppy will be a shoo-in, and of course it’s already complete. We’ll see. God knows what he is doing and I sure don’t!
Busy day–I’m just dragging and accomplished seemingly little yesterday except ironing and playing with Adorable #4. I’ll take that as sufficient!
I guess I also caught up on most of the (depressing news) magazines. I wrote a letter to World over their review of Jungle Book. Beautiful, yes, the boy was terrific and I always enjoy Bill Murray’s droll humor but so much violence! I hid my eyes continually, I couldn’t bear it. Why on EARTH would anyone take a child to see such a terrifying film?
You’d never know it from the reviews–all of which focused on how stunningly beautiful and clever the filming was–it was–but the STORY! Beware.
I’m starting to think I just can’t go to the movies anymore. This was a kid film and I was so disgusted by the rude, violent, UGLY “humor” and “cleverness” of the previews, I nearly walked out. And then the movie left me with pounding heart and shudders. NOT a pleasant experience, even if I did get my only Sonic chocolate milk shake of the vacation.
Daughter comes in this afternoon for a whirlwind weekend which also includes dog sitting. It should be lots of fun to have her here and we’re curious about her future plans. I should ask for prayer as we discuss that touchy subject.
I thought it was Friday for part of the day yesterday, so I’m glad to see it’s finally here! And it’s raining this morning, what a pleasant surprise. We never believe the forecasts for rain anymore.
I need to figure out my front yard, what the heck to do with what’s left of it. 😦 😦 If it looks like the drought (for now) is behind us, I may just buy some tough grass seed to throw out there again.
It is cool enough here today to have the windows open. I am in my little closet/office listening to the birds which reminded me of this….which I understand was one of Walt Disney’s favorite songs.
Escapism with Mary Poppins. That what I need. What a simpler time when that movie came out. Seemingly, anyway. 😦 I remember our Girl Scout troop going to see that. Or am I think about “Sound of Music” We went up to a very big theater in Hollywood to catch the matinee.
I am enjoying the sound of rain — which now is coming down steadily — this morning while sipping my coffee.
We used to live in a house trailer. You could hear the rain at night. I liked the sound of rain.
What I didn’t like was wind. There was lots of win in Fort Worth.
I love the wind. I love hearing it rustle in the poplars and whisper in the willows, and hum in the pines. That is a large part of why I grow so many trees.
Michelle, I haven’t trusted World reviews since they let me down badly 20 years ago. They talked about how lovely “Rob Roy” was, how pro-life, etc. I went to see it with a guy friend and it was so sexual it was embarrassing. He didn’t avoid R-rated films (as I did), but he said it was the most sexual film he’d ever seen! When I got home, I looked up their review, and sure enough, no warning it was R and no warning it had several titillating scenes.
The wind is making smalls trees beat against the house. It is too cold to open windows here.
Miss Bosley thinks it’s great that we have gone backwards to cold weather. Cuddle, cuddle, and more cuddle while I pick through writing looking for corrections.
We see few movies unless we get them from the library, and I try to be sure they are PG.
Two more of son’s friends are getting married. I had a nice conversation with him yesterday. I was about the last in my group of friends to get married, and that felt difficult to me. Son is not so bothered by that. It’s different times with different expectations.
Out in the carport earlier I may have heard baby towhee (so?) birds because it sounded like they were on the ground, and the adults were above ground level making racket to draw my attention away from the ground. I may look more closely to see if I can find them, but I don’t want to disturb their peaceful setting.
Question: What would you do if someone at church made put downs of any positive comments you made about God? I am weary, and need advice. It feels awkward to keep hoping someone will see the light if I do not respond critically to their comments.
Kim, it’s the neighborhood I live in, that’s all I can attribute it to. I have continued to meet people in church who seem antagonistic to God. On the one hand, people are not afraid to express these type feelings to me because I tend to be willing to listen, but on the other hand, it can almost feel like a form of spiritual abuse. It makes me sad, but God tells us to expect people to hate Him, it’s just that you would not expect to hear it in the church building.
Congratulations to Michelle! How exciting to have a book of one’s writing published.
I haven’t seen any of this year’s films, so I haven’t seen the new Jungle Book. However, I have read the book, many times. I loved Rudyard Kipling’s writing as a teen. I enjoyed Disney’s lighthearted classic animation of the Jungle Book, but Kipling’s stories are far darker. Kipling actually wrote two Jungle Books, both collections of short stories that aren’t actually all about Mowgli and company. The first Jungle Book (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/35997/35997-h/35997-h.htm) contains:
Mowgli’s Brothers – the story of how Mowgli became Shere Khan’s enemy and was saved the wolves and raised by Bagheera and Baloo;
Kaa’s Hunting – the story of how Mowgli rebelled and went to join the monkeys, but was rescued by Bagheera and Baloo with Kaa’s help in a pretty bloody battle;
Tiger! Tiger! – how Mowgli went to the village and finally killed Shere Khan (by stampeding the herds of cattle), he returns to the jungle at the end;
The White Seal – this is based on the seal hunt in Northern Canada (there are some brutal descriptions of what such a hunt looks like), and how a white seal leads his kind away from the killing fields;
Rikki-Tikki-Tavi – I first heard this story being read aloud on a children’s story so I like it, but it is pretty scary and a bit gruesome, as it describes how a pet mongoose saved his family from two king cobras;
Toomai of the Elephants – a charming story of a small boy and his elephant, set against the backdrop of how elephants were used in Colonial India;
Her Majesty’s Servants – my favorite story about an imaginary conversation between a the kinds of animals used in the British Army in India, the animals’ comparison of their experiences does picture the brutality of war.
I haven’t read the Second Jungle Book (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/37364/37364-h/37364-h.htm) as much as the first, but I vividly remember the Mowgli story, ‘Red Dog’ in it. In it Mowgli and the wolves and Bagheera and Baloo have to fight an invasion of a pack hunting dog called the dhole. It is a very violent story, but from what I’ve read about the dhole, they really could be a dangerous as depicted in the story.
“One evening, not long after the end of the Second World War, a group of seminary students arrived unannounced at 29 Woodberry Crescent and, of course, Biddy invited them to stay for supper.
They seemed awed at being in the home of Oswald Chambers’ wife and talked only of theological issues related to “the great man” and his books. All through the meal Biddy felt the atmosphere was stuffy and formal, not at all what it should be around the table in her home.
To the astonishment of her very serious guests, Biddy looked at thirty-five-year-old Kathleen and said, “Why don’t you see if you can spit a cherry seed clear to the top of the overmantle.”
Knowing exactly what her mother was up to, Kathleen whooshed a tiny projectile toward the target. Ping! “It was close, but fell short of the top,” Biddy said matter-of-factly. “I don’t suppose any of these young men could do better.”
Almost without thinking, a would-be bishop spat a cherry stone nearly to the ceiling, followed by scores of others from his competitive friends. The room erupted in laughter and Biddy smiled with satisfaction.
Oswald would enjoy this, she thought. There we are, praise the Lord, all nice and straight again. Ping!”
–The concluding paragraphs from Oswald Chambers: Abandoned to God, by David McCasland–a very nice man who has been helpful to me.
It’s Friday!
You know what that means?
More stuff.
I think I’ll try to make it to Lions though.
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Morning all
I couldn’t make a comment on Facebook with this iPad.
Michelle has signed a contract for the story of Biddy Chambers.
I wanted to tell her that I can picture her spitting cherry seeds at the mantle with the best of them
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Are those koi in the photos? Very nice. Where are they? We see them in ponds at the Hilton Head resort.
It’s very cool here this week. We even need light jackets. I think it was to be in the 40s overnight and the heat is running.
I saw Michelle’s lovely photo and news on Facebook, too. So glad it worked out on the Biddie bio.
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Janice,
Nope. They’re trout, brown, rainbow, and golden rainbow(also called palominos). They’re from our visit to the hatchery. The fish in the header and bottom photo are about a foot long. Throw some trout chow in and it starts a feeding frenzy, as you can see in the pics. The monsters in the second and third are from the breeder pit. Those are 30+ inches and several pounds each. All the smaller ones came from the harvested eggs of the big ones.
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Yes, Virginia, there is a Friday. And here is what you’ve all waited seven days to see again: the Funnies!
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Good Morning….we have a fish hatchery in Leadville…there are some big fish in those containers! Have a good one ya’ll…I’m off to Ohio 🙂
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Did I mention I had Trout Almondine for lunch yesterday?
BG just left for her last day of school…perhaps ever. I sent her dad a text, “Our baby just left for her last day of school. I should be teary eyed and emotional, but I just sighed in relief”. Thirteen years of fighting to get her out the door each morning. This mama is tired. Even Mr. P, when I told him said can we say a big hallelujah on the count of 3.
I saw Michelle’s news. How wonderful for her. I cannot wait to read it. I love biographies. She deserves this and I am honored to know her.
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AJ, we have a park up in the mountains, I think it is a Federal park, that has water on the backside of the building by the parking lot. They have lots of big trout there that are well fed by tourists.
When I worked with Federal grants accounting for the state of Georgia, I had to account for the money that came in from the Feds to support the Georgia fish projects. That fisheries division of the Dept. of Natural Resources was a male dominated division as you can imagine. When I had to go talk to anyone in there I felt like I had entered macho land, LOL.
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I love Trout Almondine!
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Yes, my news is very exciting–but you all know it! Thank you for the encouragement of so many–and it goes a long way back! I could not have written Biddy without Poppy first–and that one still waits. At this point, the idea on Poppy is if Biddy does well, Poppy will be a shoo-in, and of course it’s already complete. We’ll see. God knows what he is doing and I sure don’t!
Busy day–I’m just dragging and accomplished seemingly little yesterday except ironing and playing with Adorable #4. I’ll take that as sufficient!
I guess I also caught up on most of the (depressing news) magazines. I wrote a letter to World over their review of Jungle Book. Beautiful, yes, the boy was terrific and I always enjoy Bill Murray’s droll humor but so much violence! I hid my eyes continually, I couldn’t bear it. Why on EARTH would anyone take a child to see such a terrifying film?
You’d never know it from the reviews–all of which focused on how stunningly beautiful and clever the filming was–it was–but the STORY! Beware.
I’m starting to think I just can’t go to the movies anymore. This was a kid film and I was so disgusted by the rude, violent, UGLY “humor” and “cleverness” of the previews, I nearly walked out. And then the movie left me with pounding heart and shudders. NOT a pleasant experience, even if I did get my only Sonic chocolate milk shake of the vacation.
Daughter comes in this afternoon for a whirlwind weekend which also includes dog sitting. It should be lots of fun to have her here and we’re curious about her future plans. I should ask for prayer as we discuss that touchy subject.
Normal may finally return on Monday.
It better, or I’m going looking for it!
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I thought it was Friday for part of the day yesterday, so I’m glad to see it’s finally here! And it’s raining this morning, what a pleasant surprise. We never believe the forecasts for rain anymore.
I need to figure out my front yard, what the heck to do with what’s left of it. 😦 😦 If it looks like the drought (for now) is behind us, I may just buy some tough grass seed to throw out there again.
OK, time for coffee.
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It is cool enough here today to have the windows open. I am in my little closet/office listening to the birds which reminded me of this….which I understand was one of Walt Disney’s favorite songs.
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Escapism with Mary Poppins. That what I need. What a simpler time when that movie came out. Seemingly, anyway. 😦 I remember our Girl Scout troop going to see that. Or am I think about “Sound of Music” We went up to a very big theater in Hollywood to catch the matinee.
I am enjoying the sound of rain — which now is coming down steadily — this morning while sipping my coffee.
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It is warm enough today to have the windows open. I am in my little suite listening to the birds and the song Beloved Kim put on for us to listen to.
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We used to live in a house trailer. You could hear the rain at night. I liked the sound of rain.
What I didn’t like was wind. There was lots of win in Fort Worth.
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I love the wind. I love hearing it rustle in the poplars and whisper in the willows, and hum in the pines. That is a large part of why I grow so many trees.
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I’m hearing trash trucks this morning. That’s how I know it’s Friday. 🙂
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Michelle, I haven’t trusted World reviews since they let me down badly 20 years ago. They talked about how lovely “Rob Roy” was, how pro-life, etc. I went to see it with a guy friend and it was so sexual it was embarrassing. He didn’t avoid R-rated films (as I did), but he said it was the most sexual film he’d ever seen! When I got home, I looked up their review, and sure enough, no warning it was R and no warning it had several titillating scenes.
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And I’ve never seen it for that reason–oh, and the violence. The other one Braveheart, same thing.
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Braveheart is good, but like you said, very violent. Same goes for The Patriot. In both cases, it seemed excessive and unneccesary.
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I guess the same could be said for The Passion of Christ. Again, accurate, but unneccesary.
Seems to be Mel’s thing, and that’s without even mentioning the Mad Max movies. 😦
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The wind is making smalls trees beat against the house. It is too cold to open windows here.
Miss Bosley thinks it’s great that we have gone backwards to cold weather. Cuddle, cuddle, and more cuddle while I pick through writing looking for corrections.
We see few movies unless we get them from the library, and I try to be sure they are PG.
Two more of son’s friends are getting married. I had a nice conversation with him yesterday. I was about the last in my group of friends to get married, and that felt difficult to me. Son is not so bothered by that. It’s different times with different expectations.
Out in the carport earlier I may have heard baby towhee (so?) birds because it sounded like they were on the ground, and the adults were above ground level making racket to draw my attention away from the ground. I may look more closely to see if I can find them, but I don’t want to disturb their peaceful setting.
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so?=sp? for spelling?
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Question: What would you do if someone at church made put downs of any positive comments you made about God? I am weary, and need advice. It feels awkward to keep hoping someone will see the light if I do not respond critically to their comments.
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I don’t know how anyone could make a put down to a positive comment about God.
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Kim, it’s the neighborhood I live in, that’s all I can attribute it to. I have continued to meet people in church who seem antagonistic to God. On the one hand, people are not afraid to express these type feelings to me because I tend to be willing to listen, but on the other hand, it can almost feel like a form of spiritual abuse. It makes me sad, but God tells us to expect people to hate Him, it’s just that you would not expect to hear it in the church building.
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If they hate God so much what are they doing in a church? I know, I know. What better place for them to be so they can learn to love Him.
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I thought you might like to see some Midtown Mobile Homes and two agents I know.
http://www.al.com/living/index.ssf/2016/05/meet_mobiles_mother-daughter_f.html
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Okay, none of you seem to know about the cherry pits, sigh….
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Mrs L got a call from the Trump campaign asking for money. I would have told them to get the Mexicans to pay for his candidacy. Or Democrats.
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Jo, does it have to do with that old saying, “Life is just a bowl of cherries?” Which I always thought meant, “Life is Good!”
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I knew what you were talking about with the cherry pits, Jo! 🙂
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Is it like ladies’ calling cards?
This site is so educational, culturally-speaking
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So, please explain the cherry pits!
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I must have missed whatever was said about cherry pits.
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Congratulations to Michelle! How exciting to have a book of one’s writing published.
I haven’t seen any of this year’s films, so I haven’t seen the new Jungle Book. However, I have read the book, many times. I loved Rudyard Kipling’s writing as a teen. I enjoyed Disney’s lighthearted classic animation of the Jungle Book, but Kipling’s stories are far darker. Kipling actually wrote two Jungle Books, both collections of short stories that aren’t actually all about Mowgli and company. The first Jungle Book (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/35997/35997-h/35997-h.htm) contains:
Mowgli’s Brothers – the story of how Mowgli became Shere Khan’s enemy and was saved the wolves and raised by Bagheera and Baloo;
Kaa’s Hunting – the story of how Mowgli rebelled and went to join the monkeys, but was rescued by Bagheera and Baloo with Kaa’s help in a pretty bloody battle;
Tiger! Tiger! – how Mowgli went to the village and finally killed Shere Khan (by stampeding the herds of cattle), he returns to the jungle at the end;
The White Seal – this is based on the seal hunt in Northern Canada (there are some brutal descriptions of what such a hunt looks like), and how a white seal leads his kind away from the killing fields;
Rikki-Tikki-Tavi – I first heard this story being read aloud on a children’s story so I like it, but it is pretty scary and a bit gruesome, as it describes how a pet mongoose saved his family from two king cobras;
Toomai of the Elephants – a charming story of a small boy and his elephant, set against the backdrop of how elephants were used in Colonial India;
Her Majesty’s Servants – my favorite story about an imaginary conversation between a the kinds of animals used in the British Army in India, the animals’ comparison of their experiences does picture the brutality of war.
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I haven’t read the Second Jungle Book (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/37364/37364-h/37364-h.htm) as much as the first, but I vividly remember the Mowgli story, ‘Red Dog’ in it. In it Mowgli and the wolves and Bagheera and Baloo have to fight an invasion of a pack hunting dog called the dhole. It is a very violent story, but from what I’ve read about the dhole, they really could be a dangerous as depicted in the story.
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I found this:
http://www.treemendus-fruit.com/album_2_010.htm
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“One evening, not long after the end of the Second World War, a group of seminary students arrived unannounced at 29 Woodberry Crescent and, of course, Biddy invited them to stay for supper.
They seemed awed at being in the home of Oswald Chambers’ wife and talked only of theological issues related to “the great man” and his books. All through the meal Biddy felt the atmosphere was stuffy and formal, not at all what it should be around the table in her home.
To the astonishment of her very serious guests, Biddy looked at thirty-five-year-old Kathleen and said, “Why don’t you see if you can spit a cherry seed clear to the top of the overmantle.”
Knowing exactly what her mother was up to, Kathleen whooshed a tiny projectile toward the target. Ping! “It was close, but fell short of the top,” Biddy said matter-of-factly. “I don’t suppose any of these young men could do better.”
Almost without thinking, a would-be bishop spat a cherry stone nearly to the ceiling, followed by scores of others from his competitive friends. The room erupted in laughter and Biddy smiled with satisfaction.
Oswald would enjoy this, she thought. There we are, praise the Lord, all nice and straight again. Ping!”
–The concluding paragraphs from Oswald Chambers: Abandoned to God, by David McCasland–a very nice man who has been helpful to me.
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Wow, Donna! They take pit spitting seriously..all those regulations.
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yeah! That is the story! I don’t have a keyboard. I can just picture Michelle as a part of that scene.
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Ah yes, I remember that story! I still have the copy of that book that I got for reviewing it for a magazine.
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