THE EASTER BOUQUET – Marilyn Armstrong

The Easter Bouquet – FOTD – 04/24/2019

It was Easter. We weren’t going anywhere or doing anything. No one seemed to be doing anything and to be fair, I was just grateful I didn’t have to cook a huge meal that I couldn’t eat anyway.

I have to say that when you can’t really eat, cooking loses a lot of its attraction. And after cooking for a husband and kids and other people since I was 18 (was I really ever 18?), I could do without ever cooking for anyone ever again.

But I do because Garry doesn’t cook and if I don’t cook, he won’t eat. He might go so far as to open a can of soup, but that’s pretty much it. These days, though, cooking for a crowd is not on my agenda. I occasionally get enthusiastic about trying out a new dish. Mostly I do a lot of sighing while saying: “I suppose I have to COOK.”

Meanwhile, I am waiting for Garry to say those magic words: “Don’t worry Sweetheart. I’ve got this.”

The closest I get to that is (1) he will put a frozen pizza in the oven, and (2) he’ll drive to Mickey D’s and buy el cheapo chicken sandwiches.

If there was a good take-out joint in this town, we could occasionally work something out, but we don’t have anyplace worth going. Even when we can afford it, it isn’t worth the effort much less the money.

But I get flowers.

Sometimes, he brings home amazing bouquets and I don’t dare ask how much they cost. He no longer buys them in the grocery store, either. He goes to The Flower Lady who does all kinds of really fancy arrangements. He won’t cook, but he buys me flowers.

And he has gotten really into our birds. He watches the feeders and as soon as they get a little bit low, he’s out there filling them.

“Big group for dinner tonight,” he says, staring out the window. Like me, the first thing he does when he gets up — even if it is just to go to the bathroom — he has to look out the window and see who’s there.

We get pixellated by the birds. You go into the kitchen for something, but instead of whatever you were doing, you just stand there, watching the birds. “I see the pigeons have done a good job cleaning up the deck,” he adds. “You know, while I was feeding them, there were a few on the rail giving me a look which says ‘Get out of the way, fool. We’re hungry.’

“We didn’t get any squirrels today, ” he comments. I assure him we did. Between flocks of birds.

So I guess I’ll keep him.

Garry, I mean. The birds belong to the woods.

6 Mysterious Ancient Outbreaks

The plague has always been with us!

ScienceSwitch

Epidemiologists are always trying to get one step ahead of the next big outbreak – and often the best clues we have come from outbreaks of the past.

Via – SciShow

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The Humans That Lived Before Us

Answers, even if you never asked the question!

ScienceSwitch

As more and more fossil ancestors have been found, our genus has become more and more inclusive, incorporating more members that look less like us, Homo sapiens. By getting to know these other hominins–the ones who came before us–we can start to answer some big questions about what it essentially means to be human.

Via – PBS Eons

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THE COLD THAT IS GOING AROUND – Marilyn Armstrong

It hit both of us this morning, within an hour. Suffice to say, it’s nothing awful, but it’s something and I HATE colds. I know they are no big deal, but I HATE THEM.

We both have one.

Sniff. Cough.

Where’s someone to make me chicken soup? We NEED chicken soup or more to the point, I need chicken soup. I guess I’ll have to cook some.

BUSY, SNOWY DAY AROUND THE BIRD FEEDER – Marilyn Armstrong

FOWC with Fandango — No lethargy here!

Sunny days? The birds casually drop by for a peck at the seeds. Warm and sunny? They’ve got other things to do, excuse me, sorry. But today, it’s snowing and all of a sudden, our bird feeder is the most important thing in town. At one point, I counted 9 birds on one feeder.

And three more!
Two Red House Finches
More busy snow birds!

We have the fattest Juncos I’ve ever seen, so we must be doing something right.

Red Finch atop Toad
Chickadee
One more Chickadee

This is not one day of pictures. There are a lot of pictures and I haven’t even begun to process most of them.

Red Finch
Two Red Finches and a flying Chickadee