Thankful Thursday

All I have Need of ....
"6-9 months" ... He said, Well that was 11 Months ago. All I have need of.
Some Insurance company's only allow a one time use...
"The approval came through" She said...
Bi-lateral Synvist injections begin this morning. so for the next three weeks, once a week I will be having injections in both of my knees.
I have the films for my low back and right hip.
The Dear woman who has gone to task with the Insurance and set up all the flow got me in this morning to see this very busy surgeon and receive the injection.
All I have need of...
My sweet friend will come for me and drive me this morning.

"If you have the implant this year and the crown next year the benefits will cove at $1500. cap per year." You have excellent Insurance they will even cove a good percentage of the procedure...
She said.
Tomorrow morning the procedure begins at 8:30 a.m.
I am going to opt out of the going to sleep because I know that I would get very sick if I take all those pills on an empty stomach.
It will also conserve $300., but the risk of vomiting is my deciding factor. I will as Dash prayed..."practice courage and be brave".
My Beloved is taking the day off to take care of me.

All I have need of...
His hand has provided.
My heart is greatful. He calms the storms and quiets the waves of fear.
All I have need of.
I sip a warm cup of coffee.

Time is approching and I have shaved my legs and put on a red outfit to feal a bit more powerful.
God bless you all!
Catch ya later.
Loving you.

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Tackle It Tuesday

Good Morning!

After tackling 2 pain pills I had a 13 hour tackle of my pillow.
Sleep does a body good.

The garden watering was cared for by a delightfully divine thunderstorm that lasted all night.

Can you see the little white wing dove in the picture. She walked around the house to the other side peacefully.

Off to the west the storm has already dissipated.
It is still dark in the East. I am hoping for a nice cloudy day.

The bails are well soaked as well as the plot.

This morning I awoke to the warning call of May Bell (Mabel) the chicken. She was frightened of the feeder. I watched her and she was warning all the others. I went out and moved it but saw nothing. Then I heard the large flapping of wing and looked up but saw nothing. I think there may have been a hawk on the roof above me.
Good ol' May Bell sounded for us. :)
She is the one standing on the feeder.

What a wonderful good soaking.

The girls are in the wet. I need to put out a spot for them to sit.

My dream in tacked.
The children set out these things to collect rain water.
I find it easier to teach children than Mr U. sometimes:)
He is not quit sold on the rainwater harvesting idea.
I learned that in Colorado it is against the law to collect rain water.
I would love to begin this system.

Today will be a day of balence.
I will gingerly care for my knee today. It is very tender.
When you hit your elbow and it just is agony for a moment while it goes away. my knee hurts that way but it does not fade.
I am taking a good rest.
My garden has been watered so I will do simple easy tackles.
I made beloveds lunch easily, handing him that $10 bill I had in my purse.
I think I may do the same for the children today. My leg is most important!
That is what is nice about conserving as a normal way of life. Once in a while if you buy out it is a real treat. For them and for me.
The children are giggleing and playing sweetly.

Day of rest

Hello!
We had a wonderful play date yesterday. I really enjoyed taking Dove to her girl friend.
It is with misfortune however that she lives on the 3rd and 4th floors of an apartment complex that has no elevator.
Well needless perhaps to say that cortisone does not really help much of anything except inflammation. The bone on bone is awaiting the Synvisk approval from the insurance company, I am in a world of hurt.
I had to take Dash his hearing aides this morning and stumbled upon a little girl who had locked heself in the running car as the mother who was raging at her stomped and cussed. The dad came and cused louder and more angroly at her and the door was unlocked. The kid followed me down the street and the mother was raging at the child.
I spent my morning praying for the little girl.

I took a pain pill as I cried myself to sleep and another after the kids had left for school.
So ...not wanting to let a day go to naught, ...I tore up newspaper and separated out the glossy paper and the coupons.

Only the news print is going in the compost.
I am going to put all the glossy in the recycle bin.

I sat with my leg up all day!
Tearing up newspaper for the compost.
I was able to get all but about 6 inches of the paper torn.
The in laws sent all the newspaper my way.

I got a lot of coupons out of the lot.
I thought I would keep and eye out for the item we might use.
I would use them if the items were on sale or reduced already.
I doubt that I would hunt after any of them.

We had a wonderful rain storm.
God watered the bails and the garden for me!
I was so grateful to him for helping me in my efforts.
We will be having a menu this week. It is in my head , not yet on paper or tyed out.

I hope all of you are having a great day.
Amrita I will try to do a post for you on the bail gardening.
I am going to go lay down a few moments before beloved is due home.
The pain pill is making me steepiy and the pain...
Well the pain is attempting to whittle down my reserves.
Bone on bone hurts! My knee is cracking and popping.
I can get in tomorrow if I want to. Not much use in it unless the clearence comes through for the injections. That is more pain then it would get a lot better.
Pain with gain.
:)

Sunday Smiles

(CNN) -- A dog sheltered a newborn baby abandoned by its 14-year-old mother in a field in rural Argentina until the boy was rescued, a doctor said Friday.

The abandoned infant was found in a field with this dog and her newborn puppies.

A resident of a rural area outside La Plata called police late Wednesday night to say that he had heard the baby crying in a field behind his house.

The man went outside and found the infant lying beside the dog and its six newborn puppies, said Daniel Salcedo, chief of police of the Province of Buenos Aires.

The temperature was a chilly 37 degrees, Salcedo said.

The dog had apparently carried the baby 50 meters from where his mother had abandoned him to where the puppies were huddled, police said.

"She took it like a puppy and rescued it," Salcedo said. "The doctors told us if she hadn't done this, he would have died.

"The dog is a hero to us."

Dr. Egidio Melia, director of the Melchor Romero Hospital in La Plata, said police showed up at the hospital at 11:30 p.m. Wednesday with the baby, who doctors say was only a few hours old.

Though the infant had superficial scratches and bruises and was bleeding from his mouth, he was in good shape, Melia said.

The next morning, the child's mother was driven by a neighbor to the hospital and told authorities that the 8-pound, 13-ounce infant is hers, Melia said.

The teenager was immediately given psychological treatment and was hospitalized, he said. She has said little about the incident.

The child has been transferred to a children's hospital in La Plata, 37 miles away.

Appreciative of the kindness and love you offer.

I am sorry I am not commenting back as much as would be gracious. I am neglecting all of you a bit in that. I really am appreciative of the kindness and love you offer.
Often when I go visit I find my self speechless and just pray and then don't actually leave a comment. I am so sorry for being rude. These last two weeks have caught me up in doing all those things that summer defers for when the kids return to school.

Good Evening!
We had a nice sleep in this morning.
Daddy Man and the Children went to the picture show. I hung back due to a headache.
The thought of loud theater sounds did not amuse me.
I stayed mostly in my bedroom putting away my things from storage.
I matched all my earrings with my necklaces, I also color sorted all my earrings on the screens.
It was quiet and peaceful. I really enjoyed seeing my nice thing again.
After a while the Tylenol made my head feel much better.

I had my fill then took of with the list I had made of the seeds and plants I wanted to acquire at the garden center. I had a wonderful time there. I remembered to take my sun hat. A very sweet down to earth knowledgeable man helped me to make good choices between seed or started plants.
These are the seeds..

The tomato (for canning) is for the bails under my bedroom window, there are 4 inch and 6 pack as well of differing varieties. Under the tomatoes I will plant the dill in the rocks, and the flowers close to the sidewalk and patio. The bails near the plot will house the lettuce plants and then I will add other 4 inch ones that will come in the fall. The peas and blue lake beans will be trellised under the kitchen window. Root carrot, and beets will be near the house in the plot. Radish under the peas, broccoli and celery to the left of the center path in the plot.
The sweet pea flowers will go by the kitchen sink window in the bird habitat.

Here are the plant left to right. Sweet basil, oregano, tomatoes...early bird, 100's cherry, yellow pear, lemon ? an heirloom , ? and a grape type. Purple basil, zucchini and crock neck yellow summer squash

I have 6 days yet to plant the bails.
We are going to trellis the cantaloupe and the squash, growing it more vertically to conserve the plot space.

We all met at home and had some time together. Shared a cup of coffee and some u tube. Beloved and I went to the yard and the kids played in and out. Mr U. Made the perches in the attic of the coop and I cleaned it well and added more straw. We moved the coop tractor and mowed . I treated the bails with the 24-0-0 and watered it in real well being careful to educated the kids ammonium sulfate can burn.
We composted part of the lawn trimmings (not where the dog dung is we toss that out) where it is clean. Dove came and watered the plot with me and the children and I feed the chickens some greens and held them a while.

Daddy man is having the children watch "fiddler on the roof" and teaching them about culture and history. They are loving the song and dance. Laughter and questions are bubbling out of the room. Very cute.

Well I better go shower of this hot day.
I am so excited to get to plant the squash and herbs.

The week raps up with many tasks completed.

Yesterday Dove's Room bubbled up to the priority spot.
I spent several hours cleaning it.
she had told me Wednesday evening not to concern myself. She was concerned because I had a very bad back ache from bending at the hip sorting out Dashes stuff. I caught myself too late and paid dearly for it.


Same process.
I used the rake and cleared everything out into the hallway.
I so love my hard floors when it comes to cleaning.
Look at all the paper.
This is only two months of art and play and such.
I discovered many interesting things in nooks and crannies.
Lots of socks.
I cleared out a large kitchen trash bag of clothing out grown.
Ready for A little girl I know.

By using the stool I was able to sort all this. I was more careful to bring things up to my lap as to not bend too much.

I moved her bed like I did Dash as per her desire.
It was moved back after story time for the change was just too stimulating and she had a bit of panic. My Dove does not take to well to change. Routine is a must for her to not have to do medication for panic.

I went through every drawer and every item to make sure they all fit. I was able to do all her laundry and put it all away before they got home from school.

I laid short shorts in her drawer and then the long shorts in a pile in the drawer also.
I laid the 3/4 length Capri in the bottom drawer for this fall.

The barbie drawers are organized but not the tall ones. I did however clean out the many items of dirty clothing found in them. Those drawers are the perfect place to rat hole.:)

She came home from school joyful and grateful for her room.
She got her Viola Thursday and got to show us for the first time. I am so stunned at how grown up she is. Look at her beauty and maturity.

Today I began my day in full.
Once everyone was off fed, dressed and happy I walked them down to the bus stop and they asked me to hang out with them. Another child in 6th grade is at the stop and he is such a gentleman and well traveled.
When I got back home a call to the produce man left me with a schedule to work around. I got the dish washer going and did a bit in the kitchen. Then I was off to the school
I had to return the sand scoop to the custodian. Dash lost his Amplifier that attaches to his hearing aid Thursday and we were at the school (in the heat) digging through the playground sand looking for it until we all just could tack the 107* no longer.
I stopped by the nurse and asked her to check on Dash...
He was feeling left out at school and decided to DRINK MILK! with the other kids.
The child was sucking air all night.
I stopped by the cafeteria and set up a sting operation:)
Dash is still having breathing difficulties tonight. Please remember him in you prayers. He is allergic to milk (asthma and allergies).

I worked on my Friday fiction a bit.

I did my shopping and then went to get the box of scrap for the birds.
Last week I had stopped by the managers office and told him of the good employees in the produce. How they were men of good character. He assured me that they would be noticed for it.
Well today this is the box I came home with.

As I began to bag the scrap for the birds with the recycled bread bags, I noticed something large in the box. This is only half sorted and bagged.

Just under the thin layer of scrap of the top was several gifts of organic produce.
Beets, spinach and all I need to do was to open the wire and the center of the bunch was new and perfect tender leaves I snapped off the stems and kept going.
Several radish bunches were just needing the leaves removed of all the radish only maybe 10 were split all were fresh and crisp. There was a perfectly cleaned bunch of green onion ( I mean perfect). There were many , many broccoli stems (the dogs love them)..

Then as I continued...to discover these, several new organic lettuces bunches!

Organic! Perfect!
I had told the guys the other day how I favor organics.
I had told God how I should eat more salad ( I had salad three times this week).

Look at it , it is perfect!

By the end of the sorting and bagging I had all of this for the family and two large grocery plastic bags and three bread bags of scrap for the chickens.

So I cleaned and cut and prepared a large bowl of salad for lunch and for the evening meal.
Now I felt strange to tell ya all of this because some may thing it offensive or gross. The foods were not spoiled that were on top of these things just scraps of lettuce and radish leaves and such. It was moments before going to shopping that I was looking at my planting list. I though I would love to have some beets. I considered if my family might enjoy radish if I planted it.
So tell me...
for consider the lilies of the field...
are we not more precious than even the sparrow...
He knows.
I heard him say to my soul as I stood at my kitchen window with a hymn on my lip...
"well you feed them"...as I was watching His bird at my feeder.

I finished up my Friday Fiction feeling inspired and fell asleep in my chair for a half an hour waking as my head bobbed forward.
Kids came home moments later. Happy for Friday.

The recycled bread bags came from the kitchen freezer today. I save up all the heals from each loaf of bread. I needed to clear out some space...So these will be baked until crisp then crushed and run through the food processor with herbs for bread crumbs. I think I see Fried chicken in our future.:)
At the end of supper I went into the garden to do the garden chores.
I cleaned the coop and composted the chicken dung.

The black barrels are cut off trash dumpsters.
The left one is full. The right one is our working compost.
By placing them behind the bails I hope to keep it more presentable.
It you look off to the far right corner I have Black Gold!

I have planted my Cantaloupe tonight!
I was so thrilled to see the health of the soil!

I was able to crush any clods very easily and the rows are now in.

I covered it heavily with straw to conserve the water.
Watered all the bails and all the plot , turned the compost and watered both of them.
Now it is finished. I came in an hour ago. Now at 10 p.m.
Day is done.
Check out my cool gardening boots.
I got them on a clearance rack for $9.!
I just love them, too much character:)

good night.

Friday Fiction

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I wish I were a bird
A love story.

Preface
Sitting peacefully reading my North American field guide I found myself enveloped by the amazing diversity. Closing my eye and seeing the forms colors and feathers I found my self drifting off.

Chapter One

Formless I began just a thought a spark in the master design. Life, the living of it, through the ages is timeless and intense. The will to my form began. It began like all the others in my family of diversity. Yet we are not all the same. There are so many plans and so many purposes. I am but a spark in a moment’s time. My spark is like so many thousands before me. Our numbers are so many on this mass, this orb. The selection is endless,

Who will I be?
I'm told the story of it being in the spring. Mother said the air was filed with voices and then a singular one caught her ear. He was handsome and virile. Wanting nothing more, but to do the very thing that they were created for. I began a thought in the microscopic world. Once being laid onto a fine feathered bed for incubation I was to be before I knew of anything. Then slowly becoming aware I could feel. Feeling left wanting and wanting was filled by the presence of a formless love. It was not meant to me for making more of others. It was simply for making the most of who I was going to become. After hollow darkness the day began for me when it was to release me form my bonds. All that I had need of chipped away at the hardened encapsulating shell. I became and I am. It was fine. It was fine to stretch and to dry my damp and curled wing. I began to sing. My cry was one of hunger a song of a belly longing to burst with satisfaction of no longer having any want.

It was crowded and the loft was full jam-packed with others all teeming for space to perch and get up from the garret floor. The old attic was an abandoned place. In many of the corners were strange gadgets glistening in the streaks of light that flowed in staging all it lit upon. All I wanted was out. I wanted to shed the throng and to be free of the stench.

That spark inside me ignited the flame that lighted the path through the horde, and kicking up the dung I found myself stifled. I held my breadth as long as I was able then gasping. I inhaled the smut. Choking I decided then and there I wanted no part of it.

I found my way to the ledge and made my departure with haste. Looking back, only to remember. For I have chosen never to forget.

At the ledge I made a choice that was all too difficult. However I found myself able and closed my eyes free falling into the thin sweet air. I caught glide and was amazing at the strength. Then I caught the wind and learned of the wisdom held within flight. I know that it will be within me even if some human ever clips my wing. I will hold that choice to fly. I am a bird it is what I am, what I do.

To be continued…