BOOM Shaaka Laaka

Hi all

Just to catch you up, as if most all five of you don't already know, I have jumped in to the technological era with both feet and find it rather daunting. I now have Internet that moves at the speed of sound, light is still a bit faster...I think.

I have the noise of television and traffic, dogs barking and roosters crowing, and Internet that moves at the speed of sound. Oh, wait, did I say that already? Well, let me tell ya, it can change the whole way you see the world and is worth a second mention. Probably even a third one as well.

My daughter has BOOM in her vehicle; a gift from her husband for Christmas, and you'd think he gave her a diamond tiara or something instead of a couple of 12 inch sub-woofer speakers the way she's so tickled about it. After riding in her car and experiencing this phenomenon for myself...I can't say I blame her too much.

Did you like the loud concerts back when? Did you want to stand as close to the speakers as possible and feel the vibrations when your favorite rock band took the stage? This is so much better that she really should charge a fee and take people for a ride like they do in hot air balloons.

 It rearranged my molecules. They say those who listen to classical music improve their mathematical ablitites or have better abilities..something of that nature. After having one's brain cells rearranged from the mathematical vibrations of BOOM, dreams even become something of an experience as well. Daily thoughts become transformed and it's much easier to Achieve a State of Euphoria simply from the memory of motion.

 The evening I experienced this for the first time, I actually vibrated for the rest of the evening. Truly. It was akin to the sensation one experiences when you spend the day standing in the surf and still feel the motion after you retire for the night. I know this to have happened because upon awakening the next morning, before I was even coherent in my mind, I was aware that my body was no longer vibrating. Awakening to a world that was relatively still was as exhilarating as being dispersed in the clouds.

  It took my breath away and made me aware of nothing but my own insides...every organ I was aware of, and I know exactly how many blood cells I have because I could count each one. I could have walked through walls. My molecules were vibrating so much I really felt like something from a science fiction movie, like there was enough space between each of my individual cells so that if I wanted, passing through a wall would have been possible. Maybe at least a screen....something with bigger spaces.

I have tried over the years to stay as current with music as I can. I still like the old stuff but I'm just as likely to be jammin' with my grandson and listening to some of his heavy metal (which is NOTHING like I remember!!!) and my daughter is always finding new and different artists. I'm glad she has such a great appreciation of music and literature.

 And I'm really glad she has a great husband who spends a bit of time thinking about the gifts he gives her. He made her very happy and that's something we all want to see our children have --- happiness. And not only that, but her brother would just love it and I know he'd be buggin' her to take him places just so they could BOOM!!!! And I'm jellyus...I'll admit it.


My lousy radio won't even play a tape and sound decent and BOOM is out of the question. My car has a lousy paint job and I'd vibrate the rest of the paint right off of it. Good thing I can hum and keep myself amused.

And, needless to say, now that my molecules have been rearranged by music ...well.... life will never be the same and I can't say I mind. Time for a sea change anyway. So, I suppose I'll try a different direction for a while.

Gifts

     All around me I have gifts; the gift of a new computer and mouse, the gift of new/old table, the gift of some berries from a friend's harvest, the gift of a new/old camera, the gift of gab and laughter when friends visit, the gift of a new day. But the most important gift of all....love. Plain, simple, unconditional love.

Katie Rose All Grown Up

    Usually this is something I feel I get from my animals, especially my Katie Rose. She loves me just because I'm hers. And, of course, I love her 'cause she's mine. I called my Rottweiler, Pierre, one of my heroes because he never met a stranger. He was always glad to see you and always showed his happiness. He was there for me when others didn't have the time or inclination. I try to be like that. It's a hard row to hoe that dog left behind for me.

Pierre` Is Trying To Ignore This New Intrusion

  Trying to follow the example set by my critters is harder than you might think. Giving of yourself without expecting anything but happiness in return...it takes practice. I've had to learn to overlook it if someone forgets to say thank you as long as there's a sparkle of happiness somewhere along the line. But, recently, I've learned I have that kind of love from people, too. I've learned over the years not to trust people. They always have their best interests at heart, not yours. People don't know how to give of themselves the way a simple animal does.

Love Is a Good Snuggle

      Well, I think I am just a bit wrong about that. I know my daughter loves me because I'm hers. I love her because she's mine and that's enough. When I discovered, truly, that other people love me just because I am me....well...it's one of those things that makes you cry happy tears.

     I am so uncertain what my future holds, but it's gonna be okay because I have family. They are not of my blood, they never knew me when I was a child, but they are my family and they are the greatest gift I've ever been given.

They Love Me Because I'm Theirs and I Love Them Because They Are MINE!!!

Texture of Life

I took Little Pink Camera out looking for textures.

Celebrate Earth Day

 

When you live in the wilderness there's not much to see except, well....wilderness!! Mother Nature makes some of the prettiest things, doesn't She? So, in celebration of Earth Day I offer up a selection of some of Her creations. Take the time to plant a seed or encourage something pretty to grow in your life!!

On Living Alone......

Living alone has it's ups and downs. The ups......
No one is ever in a hurry for dinner, except maybe the cats.
No one ever complains when I leave my shoes under the table.
No one hogs the covers.
I don't have to share anything, except with the cats. They always want to share my dinner....and the warm spots. But, that's the nature of a cat. Golly, that's almost enough to make me sound like a crazy cat lady, isn't it? But, I'm not. I only have four of them. The fifth one belongs to Katie so I don't count her in with the pack. Holly and Katie make their own pack, and pacts as well, I think.

But, the downs of living alone are just as numerous.
There is no one to help with the hard chores. I greatly dislike having to carry in wood all by myself. Katie provides moral support, but even that is tiny. Katie is rather small herself, ya know.
There's no one to share my day with. Katie also listens, but her feedback is nil. She doesn't have much of an opinion one way or the other.

I suppose it all evens out and I have discovered during the long, cold winter that I really like being alone. I've had the chance to learn what I really like, what I really want, without having to take into consideration other's want or needs. I find that I have more time to devote to the things I really want to do.

I've been trying to improve my photography skills and I think I do pretty darned good, considering the camera I have to work with. Little Pink Camera got to go on vacation to Chicago while I had to stay at home, but she brought back lots of photos of the Big City. Katie and I decided that we really like living out here in the country after all and if it means we have to be the ones to carry the wood in by ourselves, then so be it.

In my efforts with Little Pink Camera, I find myself challenged by those who have really, really nice cameras that can photograph a flea on a bear's nose from a mile away. How can I compete with National Geographic caliber photographers? I can't, so I don't. But, it still inspires me to try harder, photograph more and look for the interesting shots in odd places. As if I don't do that already.

Spring has moved at a very rapid pace this year. Flowers that normally don't bloom until May or June are already in bloom and some are already gone. I've planted seeds for many different flowers and they are beginning to poke their tiny heads out of the ground. Soon I expect my gardens to be full of glorious patches of color.

The vegetable garden is coming together and I am looking forward to fresh tomatoes and green beans. I'm not much on gardening because I greatly dislike putting so much effort into feeding the deer and turtles, but I have friends that don't have garden space so I'm having a communal garden this year.
 

So, I suppose living alone is not so bad. I can go spend the day outdoors with Katie, with friends, by myself. I can be the one that picks the freshest beans and I can eat them all! I'll be the one that has the first tomato, but I won't have to be the only one pulling weeds. I have the best of both worlds and who could ask for more??