Sunday morning, May 13, 2007 Wow!

Hey, folks,
Not sure where you live, but here in my corner of the world it was absolutely gorgeous, and close to perfection, weather-wise. I was able to accomplish so much outside, well, almost, until I managed to run the poker-stick weed-thing into my thumb yesterday afternoon. Yikes! No sooner than I did it, blood spurted out, leaving many trails across my fingers and palm. I ran to the house, called for hubby, he opened the door for me, and helped me run cold water on it. I thought I was going to faint, but the pain was so bad I believe it kept me from fainting. My gosh did that hurt. The cut was wide, but not all that deep, I guess. (I didn't pry it apart to check it!) Hubby wanted me to go into Stat -Care, but after the bleeding almost stopped, Neosporin and a Band-aid, worked fine. I did call the hospital and asked the nurse how long a tetanus shot was good for and she said, "Ten years, but if it is a dirty cut, it would be safer to get a booster."

Well, my hand was clean before the poker sliced through my thumb, and then it bled right away, so I'm sure I will be fine.

Yesterday, (before thumb incident), hubby helped me when I got down into the pond. I had a spiral plant in there that seemed to be Topsy-turvy, or on it's side at least. There was a lot of mushy debris attached to it, and the plant was not doing well. So, I put on my shortest shorts, and went into the pond. The bottom is full of mushy debris, but after a while you get used to it.
Anyway, I started cutting the spiral plant away, plus pulling out the most rancid smelling stuff. It actually smelled like manure! Major yuck-o! Hubby stood by while I handed clumps to him and he threw them in the wheelbarrow. Some stuff was so slimy, I could not hold onto it, so hubby got me a small bucket and that worked. (I did clean out the filter yesterday morning, but with removing the spiral plant, I'm sure it will need cleaning again very soon. ) We also put the aerator in the other end of the pond.

I spotted another Baltimore Oriole yesterday, and a female one too! That makes three males and one female. Also, I am delighted that they are eating the grape jelly I put out on the platform feeder, along with the oranges. The Yellow Warbler was back yesterday evening too. So beautiful. I love to hear the morning doves and their mournful songs, and yet along comes the Blue Jays and their alarm-call-sounds to wake everyone up and get a reality check! They are so voice-full. Then the soft trilling songs of the Yellow Goldfinches is so gentle and pretty. Throw in a croak from a frog now and then, and it makes for a very peaceful evening on the back porch. I really don't get too many of them, as my evenings are spent doing a variety of things for the C.C.A.P.L., writing, or emailing, or household stuff, or phone calls to family and friends, etc. So once in a while I like to just kick-back and relax on the porch. The rest can wait sometimes.

Father-in-law came down the last two morning to go turkey hunting at 5:15 a.m. He didn't see or hear anything either day. He is looking for mushrooms too. I thought he would find some, but the nights have not been warm enough. Actually, last night was very cool, and I shut the windows before retiring for the evening. The furnace kicked on a little while ago.

I will try to write more later in the week. I have a busy day planned. I usually do my meditations in the morning before anything else, but this morning I changed things around.

Have a blessed week, and I hope the Mother's out there, have a wonderful day also!

Stay safe and my best regards,

Becky :)