Sunday, August 26, 2018

butterflies are free

I get a real kick out of the whole morphing from a worm to a butterfly concept, especially when they are as thick as they are right now.  It is a good totem to be surrounded with currently what with the planets going retrograde.  Julia googled that, by the way.  That little reprieve from the heat was nice but it's back to more of the same old series of days with days of no rain and scorching temps.  The garden is dead as a door nail. 

As I was coming home from the chicken store I passed Patrick walking as I was cruising for my one bearing pecan tree.  The kudzu has taken over the bank in front of the dairy barn and it's pretty cool to just sit and look at that tin roof behind all the green.  Still no blooms though.  

I was sad to hear of the passing of John McCain, one of the greats in American history not only as a veteran and POW but a political force, particularly in his last years.  I read that some twit of an Arizona Senate candidate claims the timing of his announcement to end treatment was set to sabotage her campaign.  Girl, please.  It ain't all about you.

Another day, another mass shooting this time at a gaming event in Jacksonville FL.  What's it gonna' take folks?  Are we all just going to have to hide in our bunkers and not go into public venues?  I feel helpless and hopeless on that subject.  If Sandy Hook wasn't enough to change things, it's beyond fixing unless the NRA is neutered.  Babies....little children.  Killed with guns that were legally obtained by the shooter's mother who was also murdered.  Meanwhile charges mount and Mueller works on digging the hole a little deeper, one shovel at a time.  

Interesting times we live in dontcha' think?  

Serenity ~






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