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Monday, March 18, 2013

(Erratic) Monday Musings.

Do dark chocolate-covered Raisinets count as fruit - with benefits?

There are three times as many "Roads" as "Drives", four times as many "Roads" as "Avenues", and only a very few "Lanes" on my way to work.  Obviously, it is a mind-numbing process, this commute.

A Facebook "friend" shot me a little message taking aim at something I "liked".  This friend knew me when I was a senior in high school, and has not known me since.  This got me thinking about how much our thinking can change over the years, as life's path goes through its twists and turns, highs and lows.  I wonder if it's the norm to feel differently about things about which you were once so passionate.  Then, again, just because one "likes" something on FB, it is seldom as cut and dried as all that.   

As I was putting together St. Patty's Day dinner, I was listening to the conversation of the dinner guests in the adjoining living room.  Phrases like, "I should have tried it when I was younger," and "How bad can it be?", and "I'd be like Bill - I wouldn't inhale", came wafting through the doorway.  The assemblage, ranging in age from 78 to 91, were discussing marijuana.  Hoot!  Of course, every so often, one of the wisecrackers would shout toward the kitchen; something like "So - youngster in the kitchen - is it better in a brownie?"  Whereby, all the rest shouted, "Everything's better with chocolate!"  It's amazing how much fun you can have with octo-nonogenerians.  Plus, you get to be the Youngster!

While waiting at the junction of my road (er, Hollow) and the main road, heading toward getting Lulabelle out of hock this morning, I glanced to my left and saw an owl!  It was on the ground, moving its head around, blinking its beautiful eyes. I frantically glanced around to see if there was a blanket or some other something I could toss on it and check it for injuries, but I was in my dad's pickup and he's not geared for these types of emergencies.  So I did the next best thing - I called Kay!  I called her after waiting until it was closer to 9A, that is.  It is so amazing to me that she knows so much about so many things.  She drove over and hunted for the owl (keeping me updated via cellphone), who had flown a little ways up in a tree.  When she went near it, it flew away - without any evidence of injury, according to Kay.  I was greatly relieved.  Have I mentioned how much I love Kay?  She is my frister, for sure.   I was feeling quite happy about the end of that little chapter of my morning, until another friend pointed out that, according to American Indian legend, that seeing an owl during the day is a harbinger of death.  Holey crap!  And I still have to drive home before our next last bad winter storm.

I'm sure the left and right sides of my brain will wrestle with that little nugget of information all day.

Sigh.

12 comments:

  1. Well, I consider seeing an owl at any time a real joy!!! So, what kind was it????

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    1. FFG - I think it was a spotted owl - it was not real large. I also think there is a gray owl in residence around me. They are HUGE. This fellow was medium-sized, with a very speckled pattern in his feathers. I'm with you - I love owls (as long as they stay away from my chickens...)

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  2. LOL...I had our carpets cleaned today. The dude (around 60yo) was walking out and asked me what I had under the grow lights.

    "Pot" I said with a straight face. He gave me a look.
    "Nah...just kidding. Tomatoes and peppers." I got a laugh out of him at least.

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    1. Tami - LOL!!! Yes, there was a time when grow lights meant only one thing...and it wasn't tomatoes! What a brave woman, having your carpets cleaned BEFORE spring! :)

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  3. Seeing owls during daylight is unusual, but don't think it is an omen for anyone but the owl. Drive carefully anyway, just cause it's always a good idea.

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    1. TL, That I do. Drive carefully, that is. I tend to be too impressionable....

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  4. I think we should hunt down whoever told you that.

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    1. Kay! I am actually fascinated by Indian legends - and I bet a lot of them are true. However, I have rationalized that, because we were there to help it, the curse is off. Live long and prosper!!

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  5. I'm with Florida Farm Girl . . . although we've got lots of owls in our neck o' the woods, getting to see one is not a frequent occurrence so I'd take spotting your little friend a good sign. Even if he was a little strange plopped on the ground.

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  6. Let's just say that seeing an owl during the day meant death for the owl's BREAKFAST. Give your brain a rest!

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  7. Seeing an owl during the day would definitely be a good omen for me! It is strange how our ideas and thinking changes over the years, comes with life experience I guess.
    Dark chocolate AND raisins sure sounds like something that ought to be healthy and good for you! ;)

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  8. Only time dark chocolate and raisins aren't healthy is if you're a dog. So eat up!
    Owls are glorious creatures, even during the day. Glad your little guy flew off to live his life.
    And, hey! A "frister!" I LOVE that. I have some of those, too.
    ~~Lori

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