Spuds

During the harvest, I found I grew worms, a snake, and loads of Pontiac spuds. Some spuds I harvested around 4th of July, the rest today.

worms in potato bed

worms in potato bed

little peek-a-boo

little peek-a-boo

a look in bed

a look in bed

nearly 2, 5 gallon buckets worth

nearly 2, 5 gallon buckets worth

 

 

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Gettin Fixed

old finishing sander

old finishing sander

No better than where it was made, for that place too needs fixed. It wasn’t made in the USA it was made in the United States of America. It wasn’t of plastic to be thrown away. It was made of a metal in Towson, MD carrying the old name Black & Decker. But along the way greed set in knowing that if people didn’t throw things away the so called economy would fail. So throw it away and make the new like the old, rebuilding with the wipe of the willow. I will be fixing this one and using it soon as I have begun to do something about my plywood floors, to make them easier to keep clean on this old dusty road.

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Love of the Weeping Willow

 

Over several years now I have been grasping the differences between potted trees, bare root trees, and trees from seed. I have found that potted trees may be root bound and do not stretch their root system well, sometimes they will chock their self and die. Bare root trees are usually smaller when received and planted so do much better then their potted brother. I have started some trees from seed and find they don’t require much water given by me. I can’t trace their roots for they are hidden from my sight, but I am sure they have a good tap root that reaches deep down in the earth bringing the needed water and nutrients from below.  

 

 

Potted one planted around 2003

Potted one planted around 2003

I have a weeping willow planted from a pot and half of it is dead, but last year when I did some trimming of the lower stems I brought some in and put in a jar of water. It took some time but they stayed green and formed roots. I soon planted them in pots. In this early spring I had 4 that I had planted in the fall. 2 I gave to people I knew and 2 I kept. I planted them in the ground about a month ago and have given them plenty of water. They seem to be growing faster now that they have a place to spread their roots easily. In the pots they grew rather slowly not forming a big root system so they were not root bound like many bought confined for many years in containers. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI know weeping willows love to be planted near water but these are not, so time will tell how well they do.

 

I love the weeping willow, I not sure if has to do with a story of long ago, but I think might. We were at my grandmother’s house in Riverbank, CA. She had a huge weeping willow in the front yard. One day when we were there my mother said “quick go get me switch from the weeping willow”, back then when we needed a wiping the wipes from the tree worked well. I ran and got it thinking it was to be used on my brother. When I handed it to my mother she used it on me. When I asked way I was the one getting the wiping, she said I was in too big a hurry to get her the switch. What did I learn, slow down don’t get in a hurry, for the love of the weeping willow will stand to wipe again and again.

 

 

 

 

 

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How Did She Do It?

It's in the window

It’s in the window

It was a hot day today, so much so I figured it was time to get the window a/c unit into the window. I first sprayed and cleaned the coils before maneuvering the a/c unit into the house from the front porch. A little 4 wheel dolly helped with the move in. I heard my neighbors 4 wheeler and went ask if he would help me put it in the window, but when I got there I didn’t see him, so I came back home, not really wanting to bother him anyway.

With God given ingenuity I managed to get the a/c unit in the window myself, not busting a gut in the process.  A printer stand I placed at the window with a rug on top so I wouldn’t damage the wood. 2, 2 by planks yeah long rested on the top of the stand while the other ends I placed on a couple cement blocks. The ramp was ready. I moved the dolly to the bottom of the ramp boards, and began moving the a/c unit onto the boards. I slowly walked the a/c unit up the boards to the point I could easily lift the bottom of the boards tipping the unit almost in place. I placed a small step ladder at the ends that I lifted so the unit would stay in place near the window. I then took a 1 by and placed it on top the 2 byes at the window so to raise it up another inch or less. Now being in place I gently slid it into the frame that I had already placed in the window just prior to the strong winds that came and blew the hot day away. Now I sit here with a/c unit in the window ready to cool and it is not needed, for the winds brought in coolness for my evening at home, causing a spin-less meter.

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Thank You

I just want to say thank you to all who come and click the like button on my blog, I guess I leave many speechless. I do not always get around to making a trip to those who have come so I want to be sure you all know I hold a BIG THANK YOU. May we all reach a point in our life that gives us as well as others a new meaning on life. I find writers can persuade others but only if readers read do they find their way through the doorway, as what they read as they listen to the interpretation that comes from within. A writer can provide a complete picture with doorway open to the inside and a complete picture of everything there, but I find the best story teller gives meaning to what is written as one listens to the water from the well as it flows upward. The interpreter supplies meaning from our heart as we choose how we want to perceive it. This provides a new meaning that the writer may not have meant. May the water from your well be pure and clean for it comes from your heart that speaks.

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In The Final Hour

In the final hour of one’s life they are filled with great love and compassion for the world and mankind, knowing there is no other place to go but right here, as heaven’s door opens to welcome those who come. But first, hope must enter, hope for the world to change as hearts begin to see that all the hell in the world comes from inside. In the final hour when you are woke from your sleep you enter a place of fear and love mixed. It is a choice where you live. If one chooses love the battle is not over but just begins. For all the fears in one’s life is uncovered like small pebbles so not to lose sight of where you are headed, the garden of healing. If uncovered to quickly you may fall into oblivion, the hell hole within. Can you get out? Yes, yes you can but the fight is even harder once you are there. This is the world’s turmoil and fears that live inside being created. It is your choice to live there or not. It is not easy coming out, but it is even harder remaining with those who do not see, for they will never believe in the meek that walk the earth and the footstool that is moved.  My story is long and hard to understand and even harder to tell. It requires not believing in what you have been living in, losing the life you once lived and living again right here right now, this is where change begins. The battle ground carries no weapons of war, but a showing of faith can change the world. Sometimes it requires turning one’s cheek in disbelief.  In disbelief you chose your ground or garden, in the final hour, my life changes with the rising of the sun and the rising of the night an endless adventure I will love as the world changes one by one, in the final hour.

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Acceptance

Acceptance is the first step.

Walk with me and see.

Your life was turned upside down quite suddenly: an example let’s say you were in a battle zone and suddenly a blast occurred, all you can remember is severe pain before you passed out. When you woke your legs were gone, but you are still alive. Remembering back when you had both legs running, playing and doing cartwheels, was your joy. Now all gone, and you are in grief over legs that you lost. This could be anyone with numerous illnesses. The first step into your new life is acceptance of the challenge to prove you can heal. Is it possible to run and play without legs? Anything is possible given the right mind, heart and determination. I have mentioned this particular individual in a past blog post, but today I mention again for his site gives hope to those who do battle, whatever their battle may be. His site is: http://www.themiracleman.org/

Go, look around, and take a look, acceptance is the first step to the life you live.

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