SAVE THE SPARE

Spare. It’s when you need two tries to get all the pins down at the bowling alley. Not as good as a strike, but not bad, either. Respectable.

A spare tire on the road is a must. Even though tires rarely pop these days the way they did back in the golden olden days. Still, stuff happens. Nails, glass and the miscellaneous road rubble are always there to puncture a sidewall or flay a tread.

You can be spare and lean, a mean machine. All muscle and fat-free.

And then … you could be a leftover. The remaining single of what was previously a set.

Where they were purchased.

Where they were purchased.

Which brings me to the lovely green earrings I bought while we were in Arizona. I spotted them and the sales lady and co-owner of the shop said “Oh, yes. And they hang so beautifully,” which shows a deep understanding of earrings.

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I was enchanted and obliged to buy them, especially since I have a wonderful green turquoise pendant with which these dangles would go perfectly, and harmoniously blend. While acquiring them, I realized there were several other small items without which I could not survive.

So I bought a second pair of earrings plus a nicely coördinated choker too. It was off-season for tourism, so discounts were meaningful … and the jewelry looked so good on me.

In my defense, I would like to point out that these were my only purchases for the trip … a level of self-control that was aided by avoiding anyplace that sold jewelry. And I had not let Garry buy me anything for Christmas because I absolutely knew in my heart that something lovely was waiting in Arizona.

A month (two?) ago, I was wearing my lovely green earrings with the coördinated choker. When I went to remove the earrings, instead of a pair of earrings, I was wearing one of each pair I had bought. I dug around in the cache bowl in which I put my jewelry when I remove it at night and found one matching earring — but not the second green one.

I was devastated. How could I possibly lose one of those earrings? We had recently traveled for a weekend, so I checked the suitcases, all my travel jewelry pouches, then emptied out the cache dishes and both earring drawers in my jewelry chest. No green earring. I now had one green dangly earring. A spare.

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I put the single green one back in the bowl and tried to gain some perspective. While it was a very lovely earring, it wasn’t terribly expensive (but it was a “one of a kind”) and losing an earring is not the end of the world. It just feels like the end of the world.

Life went on. Yesterday, I went looking for a pair of earrings in that same little bowl … and the second green earring was there. Garry tried to blame me (“You didn’t look hard enough”) but I was not having it. I emptied that bowl. I tore everything apart,

It’s those thieving pixies. Or maybe mini demons. There’s a fair chance that Bonnie is a demon. She acts like one.

I know for sure — that earring was not there. Until yesterday, when it was.

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I participate in WordPress' Weekly Photo Challenge 2016

I participate in WordPress’ Weekly Photo Challenge 2016

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE | Spare

MORNING SUNSHINE- CEE’S ODDBALL PHOTO CHALLENGE

CEE’S ODD BALL PHOTO CHALLENGE: 2016 WEEK 21


Got some goodies this week I think.

There’s the sink and the pretty colors of everyday things.

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The dogs love playing “the stairway game.” I think it’s because they are above me for a few minutes, but every dog we’ve had here has played this game. It’s the canine vs. human “king of the mountain.” I always let them win. And the prize is, of course … you guessed it … a biscuit!

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And then, there are keys … hooked in plain sight so we can always find them as we come and go.

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The coffee is ready and the sun is shining!

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And so begins the day!

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PURPLE MOUNTAINS, AMBER WAVES, AND OTHER GRAINS

We live in farm country. But, alas, we lack amber waves of grain. In other words, no wheat. Tomatoes, apples (lots and lots of apples in varieties you’ve probably never heard of), cucumbers, squash, pumpkins, blueberries, cranberries … and corn. In season.

Local corn is the best. Especially if you get it just after they bring it in from the fields. When it’s fresh from the fields, you don’t even have to cook it. It’s tender and sweet right out of the husk.

Purple mountains majesty? Check.

Fruited plains? Check.

No check on the amber waves, but corn is a pretty good substitute. I’m very fond of corn. To that end, I keep a group of corn maidens near at hand to protect the crops (and me).

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The Daily Post | Grain 

A further note on pingbacks: although the pingbacks were working for a few minutes this morning, now, the link editor is barely working. Though I insert a link and save it, the next time I check, it may (or not) be blank. I guess WordPress is trying to keep my life interesting. Never a dull moment!

ANGLES ON BEACON HILL

CEE’S FUN FOTO CHALLENGE: ARCHITECTURE


When all is said and done, there’s no better place to shoot architecture than Boston … and no place in Boston more interesting than Beacon Hill.

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Beacon Hill is the “original” Boston. From here, Paul Revere began his famed ride. Most of the rest of Boston was part of one or another gigantic land fill project, including all of Back Bay and Dorchester.

Only Beacon Hill was dry land in the early 18th century (1700s) when Boston was a young city full of firebrand revolutionaries.

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The buildings on the hill are in amazing condition and look new, but don’t be fooled. Ongoing preservation work has kept them in marvelous condition … and of course … a lot of money lives on this hill. All these building are between two and three hundred years old. Some, even older.

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cee's fun foto chall

CHANGING SEASONS: ALL THE WORLD IS BLOOMING

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The month started out unpromising. Cold and rainy, it was like a mini monsoon season featuring two weeks of gray skies and chilly nights.

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Then, suddenly, the rain stopped. While we shopped for groceries, spring arrived. The trees went from buds to leaves. The whole world bloomed.

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What’s this «Changing Seasons» blogging challenge?

Some words from Cardinal Guzman

«The Changing Seasons 2016» is a blogging challenge with two versions: the original (V1) which is purely photographic and the new version (V2) where you can allow yourself to be more artistic and post a painting, a recipe, a digital manipulation, or simply just one photo that you think represents the month. Anyone with a blog can join this challenge and it’ll run throughout 2016. It doesn’t matter if you couldn’t join the first month(s), late-comers are welcomed. These are the rules, but they’re not written in stone – you can always improvise, mix & match to suit your own liking:

These are the rules for Version 1 (The Changing Seasons V1):

  • Tag your posts with #MonthlyPhotoChallenge and #TheChangingSeasons
  • Each month, post 5-20 photos in a gallery.
  • Don’t use photos from your archive. Only new shots.

These are the rules for Version 2 (The Changing Seasons V2):

  • Tag your posts with #MonthlyPhotoChallenge and #TheChangingSeasons
  • Each month, post one photo (recipe, painting, drawing, whatever) that represents your interpretation of the month.
  • Don’t use archive stuff. Only new material!

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CHANGING SEASONS MAY 2016