DARK VIOLET AND WHITE – Marilyn Armstrong

FUCHSIA, DARK VIOLET WITH WHITE


The new fuchsia! The shaded elegant flower.

I am very glad to have another after all these years, without any. Without even a place to buy one. I thought they’d stopped growing them. They only had two, both purple and white. This one looked younger and healthier with more buds.

With all the sadness, flower and birds and flying squirrels … and Duke sniffing for squirrels he knows are there, but hasn’t managed to find yet. One day, maybe they will meet. Then again, those squirrels are very fast.

Macro fuchsia – Dark violet and white

FLYING SQUIRRELS ON THE NIGHT OF MAY FIRST – Marilyn Armstrong

We hadn’t put out the night camera in a while and I still have a lot of unprocessed pictures from the previous two nights. But what is interesting about these is that you can see many flying squirrels gliding in. They look like bars of light, although it depends on the angle. See if you can tell how many gliding squirrels are in the pictures.

You can see a glider in the background, on the right. They are so stretched out, they don’t look like a creature. But they are.

More background gliders

Landed and hungry, He hasn’t fully tucked up his gliding “cape.”

Look in the background and what do you see?

The flat line in the front is a glider too. There’s even one or two in the background

There will be more coming, but we actually cleaned the house today and I’m beat. We even moved the refrigerator and despite my fears to the contrary, the was nothing dead back there. Just dirt.

We have reduced from two to one feeder for now. The birds and raccoons and flying squirrels are trying to drive us into bankruptcy. My theory is that no matter how much food we put out, they will eat all of it.

FAREWELL SQUARES – Marilyn Armstrong

UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

Happy trails to the squares. I’ve made so many that I thought since this is the end of this month of squaring, I’ll just find all the ones I never got around to posting or posted, but forgot I posted them — and give you a mishmash of life here in the cold, wet woods.

So there will be birds and squirrels. Flying squirrels and raccoons. And a few flowers, just for the pretty colors.

TWO-THIRDS (BUT I MISSED FRACTIONS IN SCHOOL) – Marilyn Armstrong

CCYL 10: Using 2/3 of your photo frame

So I took some birdie pictures today. Not a lot, but a few. I really intended to go outside and take pictures of the magnolia trees, but they lost their flowers in last night’s rain. So there wasn’t anything to shoot.

So I did birds. And a few orchids.

These two Goldfinch are square and use 2/3 of the frame. Woo-woo!

A very young Goldfinch

 

ATOP OF THE FEEDER – Marilyn Armstrong

ATOP THE FEEDER

They don’t have to fly very high. The flying squirrels just silently glide in and leave nothing to remind us they were here.

Meanwhile, the raccoons a total mess of seeds all over the deck. This brings in the Mourning Doves who are too big for the feeders, but love walking the deck and eating.

 

 

SQUARE ABOVE ALL – Marilyn Armstrong

Hilltops, rooftop, and squares above all

The roof is the top of the house, but the bird flies over it. There’s a teapot atop the museum because it’s the tea party museum. I don’t know if the building is antique. It probably is because almost all the buildings in that area are 200 years (more or less) old. I just really enjoyed the museum!

The roof of an 1885 mill in town

The roof on the museum at the Tea Party Wharf in Boston.

Flying away

A chickadee on top

Lady Cardinal on a branch up in a tree

Flag on high

CRUSHED GHIRADELLI CHOCOLATE & THE CRAZY CUOMO KIDS – Marilyn Armstrong

CRUSHED GHIRADELLI CHOCOLATE & THE CRAZY CUOMO KIDS

Andrew Cuomo, New York State’s Governor, seems about as sane and down-to-earth as anyone in government can be. Considering the damage to New York from COVID 19, he’s done about as well as anyone could have done, or at least that’s the way it seems.

Crushed chocolate – a delivery tragedy

In the meantime, his broth Chris and his weirdo wife — well, here’s a clip from the New York Post:

If you thought the antics of CNN blowhard Chris Cuomo could get any more cringe-worthy — his wife, Cristina, has put together a list of preposterous privileged preparations she used to battle COVID-19, including a vitamin IV drip, Peruvian tree bark, and bleach baths.

“Cristina, who herself was diagnosed with coronavirus last week, posted an eye-popping blog titled “The Cuomos’ Corona Protocol” on the website thepuristonline.com, saying, “Here’s what I did to push it out over the week,” adding this is “an opportunity to learn how to keep the immune system up.”

Proving herself to be the Gwyneth Paltrow of herbal medicine, Cristina’s list of supplements not exactly accessible to the common consumer include “Peruvian bark … essential to oxygenate the blood”; glutathione powder, an antioxidant; the medicinal florals xanthium — used to combat allergies and which some Chinese herbalists warn is toxic — and magnolia, used to reduce anxiety and inflammation; plus viracid, which includes black elderberries to boost the immune system.

… In what reads like a piece from The Onion, Cristina adds, “Both days, I added ½ cup of Clorox to my bathwater to combat the radiation and metals in my system and oxygenate it.” Adding a small amount of non-concentrated bleach to a bath is said by some to rid the skin of bacteria. However, doctors say the smell of bleach can trigger asthma and other breathing problems, and it is not recommended for skin with open cuts.

Now Chris Cuomo’s teenage son Mario has coronavirus.”

Who does their grocery shopping? I’m having trouble getting bread and fruit juice, or for that matter, fresh fruit. I haven’t had these kinds of cravings for food since a long-ago pregnancy. Last night there was nothing on earth I wanted more than a bacon and tomato sandwich. Garry concurred. He had two. I had one. A bit of mayo and voila! A sandwich to die for.

I was trying to figure out how to save it, but eventually gave up and tossed it.

Now I am waiting for a chocolate cake. I ordered the chocolate from Amazon — Ghiradelli, the good stuff. They ran over it with their truck so there’s another one on the way. Maybe I’ll make a white cake today. Or better yet, a lemon cake.

Afterward, I can promote it as yet one more yummy way to prevent catching the virus. You don’t even have to create a frosting made of bleach.

I can sell my recipe (I have to create the recipe first), but I used to be good at this until I gave up baking to save myself from morbid obesity. Now, it doesn’t seem to matter as much. I haven’t worn anything except sweat pants for months.