Saturday, May 31, 2014

gardening is never a straight line (6WS)

Head out to plant the tomato plants which are now languishing in teeny pots and looking like gangly teenagers,  and three hours later they are still sitting beside the  garden,  and you have moved from pulling weeds to mulching,  you've mowed one side lawn,  started turning the compost bin,  and are now hunting for the bag of lime and the lopping shears...

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

C.E. Chaffin 1954-2013

http://obituaries.advocate-news.com/obituaries/advocate-news/obituary.aspx?n=craig-erick-chaffin-ce&pid=167464137

I was searching about the web,  wondering how CE was doing, and this one hit me smack in the face.  It may not mean a lot to many people who read here but anyone who was writing and online in the last 15 years or so may remember Melic Review both as a poetry crit board and as a lovely online poetry magazine, one of the few at that time who would accept work exclusively online.
He was the first online publisher (and only one actually) who ever took my work, and we were friends for several years while Melic was still online.
I shall miss him, and even just the fact of him online.

Saturday, May 24, 2014

Too Much Green is Just Enough (6WS)

I have dug and mowed and mulched and mowed and planted and mulched and mowed and rearranged and dug and discovered ticks and black flies and mowed and it is now raining, and I can stop doing stuff.
As a friend of mine is fond of saying,  "I have leaped onto my horse and am about to ride off in all directions", and I never understand that more than when summer arrives.

All the apple trees are in full flower,  the lilacs and early peonies are one step away from  blooming.  This is the time of year I really like best,  when the tidying up is done and all those wonderful varied mounds of green are about to turn into something else.  All that potential, all those possiblities.


Saturday, May 17, 2014

It's raining on my new lawnmower (6WS)

but I dont care.  its new, its shiny, nothing clanks or bangs or falls off. the old one was a gift from a neighbor who didnt want to spend the extra $$$ to have it repaired--so we cobbled a few bits together and it ran well if not perfectly for at least six or seven  years here.  But Thursday it breathed its last death rattle and I do mean rattle,  and we realized that it was Over.




Friday, May 9, 2014

To get the heart started



just found this elsewhere, it reminds me of the old Atari games

https://uk.games.yahoo.com/game/luminara-flash.html

Monday, May 5, 2014

Untitled

6 months ago I had blood work done for my yearly physical.  One of the tests, I was informed, might  be expensive, and they didn't think my insurance would  cover it. I said, since this is the reason I'm having the blood work,  I guess I'll just take my chances.

I got a notice about three months ago that Blue Cross had paid part of it, Medicare had paid the rest, and I owed nothing.  Oh GOOD I thought.

Last month I got a bill from the Lab where the bloodwork had been done.  For the full amount.
Sooo I called Blue Cross and the nice lady there spent a good fifteen minutes on the phone with the Lab people, and then said,  you're all set.  They said they didnt get the notice until after the bill went out two weeks ago...(which was also a flaming fib, since the bill was dated two days before I got it)

Last week I got a bill from the Lab, stamped  OVERDUE.

Soooo i called Blue Cross, and we went through the same process.  This time when the girl got back to me she sounded a bit sweaty.  As if she had Had Words with someone Difficult.  She assured me crisply that the bill had been paid and I should be getting No More Bills.  I said, what if they send me one.  There was a pause and she said,  "Ignore it."

I can hardly wait for Round 3.

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Milestone: One toe over the line (6WS)

We all have 'em:  first time someone calls you 'sir' or 'ma'am" in a store,  turning 21,  turning a decade over,  your driver's license,  retirement, medicare,  the first time somebody asks if you'd like the senior discount, and later on, just assumes.  ow.

Today another first:   in the grocery store the very young (maybe 13) clerk looked at my mounded cart full of stuff and said,  "ma'am, would you like help with that out to the car?"