Sunday, July 25, 2010

Sweetheart(s) Like You

I think it's kinda funny that I end up using a good many of Bob Dylan's song titles when I don't really care for his music. Maybe I like his music but just not his singing of it, if you want to call it singing. At any rate, he does have a few songs I can tolerate and most all of them have interesting commentary hidden beneath his caterwauling.
Thank you all for the kind comments from the last post. I tried to answer everybody's comments on that one. I forgot to mention that while I was sick and down with my back, my computer also crashed and so I was without Internet access until about Tuesday. That was just about as well as I couldn't really sit up at the computer for any time to speak of. It's just been a barrel of laughs lately around here.
I also meant to post again right after that last post but I've had company both evenings and just haven't had time. Now, before anybody gets all worked up, it wasn't anything like what that might sound like! Dammit. Fred had some relatives visiting from California and they wanted to come see the house after I got home from work on Friday. They were wonderful, friendly folks and I enjoyed visiting with them. Then, I had to work yesterday, which is crappy working on a Saturday for straight time, but I needed to make up for Monday anyway. I did actually go out to dinner and a movie with a real, live, human male last night though. So see, I do get out and have some semblance of a social life when a decent offer arises. I am not dead set on working my life away.
The photos are just a few things I saw of interest this morning while out on a short walkabout before the heat became too oppressive. I liked the shadows cast by the ferns on that piece of flagstone.

My dragonfly population is enjoying a resurgence lately. This is very good because for a while the deer fly were becoming a nuisance again but they have fallen back down due to the constant monitoring of the dragons. Wonderful creatures they are. The dragons that is. I love these green ones and their glass-like wings.

The cayenne peppers I showed ya'll a while back are starting to turn. The green one just fell off; I didn't pick it. These are some of the largest I think I've ever grown. And finally, a picture of my hand and it's not caked with mud or grease or some other grime! I can clean up!

While I was out hanging a load of fresh laundry out to dry, I noticed this tiny feather on the ground at my feet. I was kinda fascinated with it because it's blueness varied according to what angle you were viewing it from. It was perfect in it's simplicity. I always think of feathers as little gifts from the birds. A little token from the feathered spirits to us earth-bound creatures to remind us to keep trying and looking up. It takes the sum of the bird's feathers to make it able to fly; it can't do it with just 3 or 4. In the same way, it takes the sum of all our small accomplishments to eventually get us to our goals. All the things we want to do in life are just a matter of putting one foot in front of the other, over and over again, to just keep striving. Luckily, just as the bird won't fall to earth if he loses a few feathers, a few failures on our part won't ruin us for life either. We might fly kinda wonky for a little while but things will straighten up. Funny thing, I have found several pristine feathers lying on the ground lately.

I also mentioned in a recent post that a friend had brought me some fine whiskey lately. It was actually two bottles; my fav #12 George Dickel and the Knob Creek. I also got a sample of the Marker's Mark '46', which is excellent. This is in addition to the excellent home brew that our crane operator likes to bring me. This bottle of cognac was given to me yesterday by the superintendent for the electricians. I've never tried the stuff so don't know much about this. I'm beginning to wonder though what kind of vibes I must be sending out to be receiving all this liquor as gifts. I swear, I don't go around talking about it and these men don't read my blog. While I do have an occasional shot of a good whiskey, my days of having to hold on to the floor are over. I only got that drunk once and that was enough. And I was married at the time so that kinda explains that.
Now, a fine liquor, if they know you drink, is an old, traditional gift in construction, at least among the older craftsmen. It's how they show their appreciation and admiration, so I guess it proves that I am truly accepted among the men. That or they're trying to get in my pants,... hell, I don't know. Ah well, either way I get some good gifts! heh!


*Bob Dylan

10 comments:

Ed said...

You can use my name an address on mailing lists of those sending you fine hooch. I almost won a bottle of fine whiskey in a Christmas game about ten years ago but lost it to someone else. That was the closest I've come to receiving any as a gift other than stealing a bottle or two from my brother's latest batch of fruit wine down in your state.

Glad to hear you are mending.

Floridacracker said...

You had me yelling AMEN! to your critique of Dylan's "singing".

I cringe everytime I hear that horrible sound.

And you had me laughing out loud for real at your ending!

Glad you are up again!

HermitJim said...

Glad you are gathering in the gifts...and useful ones at that!

Guess that either way, it's a good sign! Great pics as well!

And yes, you do clea up nicely! But then, I never had a doubt that was the case!

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

Hey Annie, glad to "hear" that you're feeling better and on your feet again. Take it easy cause you don't want to overdo. Yeah Say working can be crappy, but it sounded like you had a fairly good weekend with the visiting and date (nice news). I'm not a whiskey drinker, but the bottle looked pretty. Last, but not least, I liked your comments about the bird needs more than one feather to stay aloft and that a couple of setbacks don't mean complete failure - good analogy.

Keep on walkiing forward.

Jenn said...

Mmmm. Cognac. Yum.

edifice rex said...

Hey Ed! thanks! well, this is an odd run of luck with the hooch; I usually get building materials or tools!

Hey FC! thanks man!

Hey Jim! thanks sweetie!

Hey Beatrice! thanks! yeah, I had an enjoyable weekend all together.
And I took it easy.

Hey Jenn! yeah, it's not bad.

cindy said...

The feather you found just might be an Indigo Bunting feather. They are iridescent. A Blue Jay feather usually has a little white on it. I'm not sure if you have Indigo Buntings there, but that's my guess.

edifice rex said...

Hey Cindy! I believe you are correct. It is definitely not a bluejay feather and could very well be an indigo bunting. We do have them here and they are one of my fav birds. Thanks for the ID.

Beau said...

Beautiful pictures... and I think that bluebird feather is good luck! Hope you are feeling better. I kind of like that bottle of Remy :)

edifice rex said...

Hey Beau! thanks and I am feeling much better!
I'd certainly share some of the Remy with you if you were here. ;)