Full Red Eared Slider Moon
Cultivate a heart of love that knows no anger.
-Cambodian Proverb
I call this FMA Full Red Eared Slider Moon because two large female (I'm sure) RES Turtles have inserted themselves in my life this month.
The first was climbing onto US 90 on the up-ramp headed E at the Chacahoula or Donner intersection. I was in the wrong lane to rescue that one and couldn't think fast enough at 70-75mph (yes Jeff, I do drive that fast, yesterday my baby bro accused me of driving 47 in a 55 regularly, hmmmm). Poor girl, it a long walk to the next off ramp, y'all.
The second was in front of my mail box, mid stripe on La31. Cars passing fast, fast, 65-70 y'all (Well at 47 they seemed to be going that fast Jeff). It was funny, there was this pickup truck parked across the highway from my mail box and a country teeny bopper girl was standing against the truck waiting for traffic to clear out, with some old guy, probably her paw paw hanging out the window directing thangs. When traffic let up she silly-ran, like a teeny bopper girl, across to pick up the turtle, circled around to the W-end,back end, and like a country girl picked it up just right so "she" could not bite her fingers off and safely crossed "her" over to the ditch on the E side of the road. Then the silly country teeny bopper girl did a silly-dance and yelled "I saved him, I saved him", obviously she has not learned to sex RES turtles yet, but that will come in time.
Sorry Margaret but Charles Allen has first dibs on the beginning FMA poem:
-Cambodian Proverb
I call this FMA Full Red Eared Slider Moon because two large female (I'm sure) RES Turtles have inserted themselves in my life this month.
The first was climbing onto US 90 on the up-ramp headed E at the Chacahoula or Donner intersection. I was in the wrong lane to rescue that one and couldn't think fast enough at 70-75mph (yes Jeff, I do drive that fast, yesterday my baby bro accused me of driving 47 in a 55 regularly, hmmmm). Poor girl, it a long walk to the next off ramp, y'all.
The second was in front of my mail box, mid stripe on La31. Cars passing fast, fast, 65-70 y'all (Well at 47 they seemed to be going that fast Jeff). It was funny, there was this pickup truck parked across the highway from my mail box and a country teeny bopper girl was standing against the truck waiting for traffic to clear out, with some old guy, probably her paw paw hanging out the window directing thangs. When traffic let up she silly-ran, like a teeny bopper girl, across to pick up the turtle, circled around to the W-end,back end, and like a country girl picked it up just right so "she" could not bite her fingers off and safely crossed "her" over to the ditch on the E side of the road. Then the silly country teeny bopper girl did a silly-dance and yelled "I saved him, I saved him", obviously she has not learned to sex RES turtles yet, but that will come in time.
Sorry Margaret but Charles Allen has first dibs on the beginning FMA poem:
"I dig, you dig, they dig, he dig, she dig, we
dig."
Charles says, "It is not a beautiful poem but it is very deep and perhaps Jim
could use this in his full moon alert." Done Charles!
I have to tell you publicly Charles, how much I admire, respect and appreciate you and your work. I must tell y'all that I learn from Charles every day, and he puts out some cool puns that keep me grinning.
I have to tell you publicly Charles, how much I admire, respect and appreciate you and your work. I must tell y'all that I learn from Charles every day, and he puts out some cool puns that keep me grinning.
My Aunt Yvonne Pavy's husband Doc Pavy, Donald, 87, passed away this morning. He was a great doctor (office in Lydia, La), one of the last real country doctors, a great diagnostician (like LPB's Doc Martin) and first and foremost a really great fisherman and story teller. A good man, good husband and a good father. I loved that man and my life is holed without him in it.
The Great Doc Pavy, RIP!
Doc even has a reef bearing his name, "Pavy's Reef", SW corner of Marsh Island as you bear to the left coming out of SW Pass, you don't have to look for it it will find you! Brother John calls him the Reefbuster.
Doc has treated me since I was a stinky teen and my brothers and sisters and my wife and children after me. He delivered Amy and Joe. We prayed for quiet, easy death for Doc, I think we got our prayer answered.
"How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives." Annie Dillard
6-14-19 E bound oil train, empty, mid town NI.
6-21-19 Summer Solstice y'all, heading down the road to cooler shorter days. It's a pretty long road, but hey this is the beginning. Celebrated with a pretty good 3/20 tart red! Sat on swing with a full glass and put the day to bed. Longest day of the year.
"The question is not what you look at but what you see." Henry David Thoreau, The Seaweed Chronicles, a fine read recommended by Beth. I am at the end finally and have enjoyed every page, as should you guys.
Note: today I ordered nose flutes (read whistle), I have been out of stock for a while. My personal philosophy is that every 10 year old in America and beyond should have one. Their moms will thank me! I'm trying to do my part. It is important that we all have our own because "it'snot sanitary to share them, haaaahaaaa!)
6-26-19 Pycnanthemum tenuifolium, narrow leaf mountain mint ID'd on Mr Al Prairie and newer plantings. A sure sign of good prairie around the corner!
6-30-19 We invited Ollie and Joe and his girls over to for pre-Fourth BBQ and Mimi's Potato Salad and Pork and Beans and Sweet Corn and one sweet red water melon! Ollie and I were sitting on the porch swing just admiring the day and how things were progressing on the pit, sipping on a cold one when out of the blue he says "That woman (meaning Rachel Carson) said it real plain, but we kept killing and harming, we wouldn't slow down and listen to her". Whew Ollie, that kind of talk will dump the wind from ol possum's sails on a gorgeous day like this one. From the mouths of babes and old ones.
Hmmm Ollie, that comment reminds me of the image from my latest Sierra Magazine, Somewhere around p. 10 the article entitled Sleepwalking into Oblivion. The image titled River of People With Elephant at Night, has 500 men and women and 1 elephant in it. The 500 are like two columns of people maybe 9-10 across walking en mass converging on this lone magnificent elephant, in the dark. The walkers are all holding and looking down on their cell phones (like your typical teen) and the only light comes from that sickly blue light from their screens reflecting off of faces and clothing. As they converge in the lone elephant I sense its discomfort...
The writer, Hahn, expresses in his article "One gets the sense that at some point, they will all look up and the elephant will be gone. Too late." The artist, Brandt, says of his art "My motivation is my anger and despair at what we are losing, that the human race is sleepwalking its way to oblivion." Amen Brother Brandt!
7-4-19 Charles Allen hits a double! here is his perennial Forth of July ditty:
"If you have a fifth on the fourth, you might not go forth on the fifth>" Thank you Charles.
Photoed a pretty white mushroom blooming like a wildflower in my shady yard in the back, only there one day, one time. I'll have to ask David Lewis what it is.
P and I needed to get away for a long weekend so we settled on NO, The Big Easy. Everything was real nice except we forgot that they were celebrating the Essence Festival. All we wanted was calm and quiet. Hey it was July in NO, that means very hot. All those damned Yankees were visiting cooler locals, right? Wrong! We made lemonade with the lemons we were handed. We arrived mid morning so started with the NOMA and its sculpture garden, really nice. Street cars are always fun but were really crowded this time. We ate at Lukes and the HerbSaint and Maspara's. All real good. Oh, oh, oh instead of the expensive river boat cruises, we did the cheapo ride over to the other side on the Algiers Pedestrian Ferry (4 bucks, 1 hour, no band, no food, just right) perfect. Ahh, I am feeling the stress leaving.
7-7-19 Oil Train coming into town from US90 on the John Darnall Rd. 2 engines pulling, 1 boxcar, 112 tankers, 1 boxcar and 2 engines pushing... just what do we think we are doing!
7-8-19 First day of class, Plant Science, a whole semester of material taught in 16 days with 4 exam on the other 4 days. Rapid Botany Y'all!
From Mark Twain:
"College is a place where a professor's lecture notes go straight through to the student's lecture notes without going through the brains of either" OOPS!
Plutarch:
"The mind is not a vessel that needs filling, but a void that needs enlightening." Hmmmmm, What they saying Wilson?
Today I saw the first Gulf Fritillary butterfly and she was nuzzling one of my Passiflora leaves...
caterpillar time! Very common butterfly and it reproduces here using passionflower for its host plant. very cool.
Full moon Tuesday night, 7-16-19 as the sun sets, about 8.
Get out there and do something. For me it will be tart red 3/20. P and I will lift a glass to you our friends.
peace love possumhugs
BT
The Great Doc Pavy, RIP!
Doc even has a reef bearing his name, "Pavy's Reef", SW corner of Marsh Island as you bear to the left coming out of SW Pass, you don't have to look for it it will find you! Brother John calls him the Reefbuster.
Doc has treated me since I was a stinky teen and my brothers and sisters and my wife and children after me. He delivered Amy and Joe. We prayed for quiet, easy death for Doc, I think we got our prayer answered.
"How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives." Annie Dillard
6-14-19 E bound oil train, empty, mid town NI.
6-21-19 Summer Solstice y'all, heading down the road to cooler shorter days. It's a pretty long road, but hey this is the beginning. Celebrated with a pretty good 3/20 tart red! Sat on swing with a full glass and put the day to bed. Longest day of the year.
"The question is not what you look at but what you see." Henry David Thoreau, The Seaweed Chronicles, a fine read recommended by Beth. I am at the end finally and have enjoyed every page, as should you guys.
Note: today I ordered nose flutes (read whistle), I have been out of stock for a while. My personal philosophy is that every 10 year old in America and beyond should have one. Their moms will thank me! I'm trying to do my part. It is important that we all have our own because "it'snot sanitary to share them, haaaahaaaa!)
6-26-19 Pycnanthemum tenuifolium, narrow leaf mountain mint ID'd on Mr Al Prairie and newer plantings. A sure sign of good prairie around the corner!
6-30-19 We invited Ollie and Joe and his girls over to for pre-Fourth BBQ and Mimi's Potato Salad and Pork and Beans and Sweet Corn and one sweet red water melon! Ollie and I were sitting on the porch swing just admiring the day and how things were progressing on the pit, sipping on a cold one when out of the blue he says "That woman (meaning Rachel Carson) said it real plain, but we kept killing and harming, we wouldn't slow down and listen to her". Whew Ollie, that kind of talk will dump the wind from ol possum's sails on a gorgeous day like this one. From the mouths of babes and old ones.
Hmmm Ollie, that comment reminds me of the image from my latest Sierra Magazine, Somewhere around p. 10 the article entitled Sleepwalking into Oblivion. The image titled River of People With Elephant at Night, has 500 men and women and 1 elephant in it. The 500 are like two columns of people maybe 9-10 across walking en mass converging on this lone magnificent elephant, in the dark. The walkers are all holding and looking down on their cell phones (like your typical teen) and the only light comes from that sickly blue light from their screens reflecting off of faces and clothing. As they converge in the lone elephant I sense its discomfort...
The writer, Hahn, expresses in his article "One gets the sense that at some point, they will all look up and the elephant will be gone. Too late." The artist, Brandt, says of his art "My motivation is my anger and despair at what we are losing, that the human race is sleepwalking its way to oblivion." Amen Brother Brandt!
7-4-19 Charles Allen hits a double! here is his perennial Forth of July ditty:
"If you have a fifth on the fourth, you might not go forth on the fifth>" Thank you Charles.
Photoed a pretty white mushroom blooming like a wildflower in my shady yard in the back, only there one day, one time. I'll have to ask David Lewis what it is.
P and I needed to get away for a long weekend so we settled on NO, The Big Easy. Everything was real nice except we forgot that they were celebrating the Essence Festival. All we wanted was calm and quiet. Hey it was July in NO, that means very hot. All those damned Yankees were visiting cooler locals, right? Wrong! We made lemonade with the lemons we were handed. We arrived mid morning so started with the NOMA and its sculpture garden, really nice. Street cars are always fun but were really crowded this time. We ate at Lukes and the HerbSaint and Maspara's. All real good. Oh, oh, oh instead of the expensive river boat cruises, we did the cheapo ride over to the other side on the Algiers Pedestrian Ferry (4 bucks, 1 hour, no band, no food, just right) perfect. Ahh, I am feeling the stress leaving.
7-7-19 Oil Train coming into town from US90 on the John Darnall Rd. 2 engines pulling, 1 boxcar, 112 tankers, 1 boxcar and 2 engines pushing... just what do we think we are doing!
7-8-19 First day of class, Plant Science, a whole semester of material taught in 16 days with 4 exam on the other 4 days. Rapid Botany Y'all!
From Mark Twain:
"College is a place where a professor's lecture notes go straight through to the student's lecture notes without going through the brains of either" OOPS!
Plutarch:
"The mind is not a vessel that needs filling, but a void that needs enlightening." Hmmmmm, What they saying Wilson?
Today I saw the first Gulf Fritillary butterfly and she was nuzzling one of my Passiflora leaves...
caterpillar time! Very common butterfly and it reproduces here using passionflower for its host plant. very cool.
Full moon Tuesday night, 7-16-19 as the sun sets, about 8.
Get out there and do something. For me it will be tart red 3/20. P and I will lift a glass to you our friends.
peace love possumhugs
BT
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