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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Sunday, December 6, 2015

Decorating for the Holiday, Naturally: The Holly and The Ivy

Long work day yesterday, but I did take some time today to enjoy the fresh air, sunshine, warm weather, and do some trimming of the holly and the ivy* - both literal and seasonal. I just thought the office porch and environs needed some holiday decor.

 My air conditioner condensation catcher looks prettier this way.
All materials sourced from the grounds; pine limbs, 
holly I trimmed from random bushes, and ivy pulled away from taking over Education buildings.

Ah, leftover rosehips from last night's party ...
(*%)@(#*%

You so pretty,
 But why you got to stab me with your razor sharp thorns?
Pretty Evil little ... Beauties



* If you don't have "The Holly and The Ivy" stuck in your head yet, you will soon.

 The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown. 
The rising of the sun 
And the running of the deer, 
The playing of the merry organ, 
Sweet singing in the choir. 

~ Sharp's English Folk-Carols (1911)

Click here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57l6dSbVppM




~ photos by iPhone

Note: I WAS wearing gardening gloves, but not leather ones. I was pulling thorns out for a few days. 

Even later note: c. January 2016, I have a SCAR in my palm from not getting one of these little buggers out.

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