Sitting by my window in my morning room, loving the sound of the hummingbirds coming in for a sip or two, watching the small birds flit around in the bush just beyond the bird tree. Little warblers, I think, although they don’t sit still long enough for a reliable identification.
Yesterday required a trip to the bigger town 30 miles down the road for groceries. I was much relieved to see people wearing masks in the store, so apparently the store is doing a good job of enforcing the governor’s order. Our little town is not so good at that.
I have decided – wait for it – that Covid is the wrath of God, by whatever name you might call your God, at the stupidity of her people on this earth in the choices they make and the thoughts they think. I decided to join the ranks of the conspiracy theorists. Why should I use logic and the brain I was given to think things through in an intelligent manner?
I’ve been watching the convention – at least Monday and Wednesday nights. I did not on Tuesday, and then regretted it, because people, this is important. Will I watch the RNC next week? Doubtful, because I don’t think my heart could take it. My heart deals poorly with too much time listening to lies. Because I have a hard time believing so many people out there believe those lies. Or can support a man like Trump.
My view of the Trump presidency, maybe not in a nutshell: It’s been all these years of perpetual campaigning for attention, hoping for adoration – no, demanding adoration or at least complete loyalty. Do not think for yourselves, followers of Trump, simply nod and bow in obedience. Years of name-calling – if you do not agree, you are Nasty, or Stupid, or some such negative term. Division – and you tell me to my face that man is not racist – anyone that can praise the white supremists cannot be otherwise. never mind the man’s lack of morality – his lack of compassion, inability to feel empathy, total narcissism – OMG! This, people, is not a president! Before you vote, remember that the person you vote for will be standing in as you in front of the world. That person represents each one of us. Is the person you’re voting for someone you want representing you?
On a happier note, my microgreens garden is doing well. I’m not willing to put forth the work involved in an outside garden, so I opted to grow microgreens – good for on sandwiches, salads of any kind, in a taco, in a smoothie. Healthy food. Easy to grow.Yay!
That’s radish microgreens on the left, and mixed salad microgreens on the right.
We’ve had some dramatic skies the past few nights – threats of damaging thunder/lightning storms – the kind that cause wildfires – but we were lucky and only got the beautiful skies that come with those threats.
Because, sometimes, good things happen.