One photo from my camera, one from my phone.
No strawberry pink for me, but a bit of reflected color on this one; lots of positive moon energy.
This was from my front door. I might print and frame it because it looks like a painting to me.
Have you ever had a dream that seemed to have been stitched together from a plethora of unrelated bits of fabric–a crazy quilt dream?
Here’s the parts I remember from last night’s dream:
There was a house in the forest.
Someone was trying to get in. He was holding a small old suitcase with a clown face on the front of it. (EWW, I know!)
I was tricked into opening the door and was subsequently taken hostage; locked away in a metal shed in the forest. It looked something like a high school locker but a bit bigger.
I managed to get out because the only thing holding the door closed was a bent up paper clip.
Once I got out, I encountered a deer with a string of solar fairy lights entangled in his antlers. He and I bonded and I was scratching his head.
We started to walk away when I heard someone from the shed calling for help. No one else had been inside when I was there!
When the deer and I went to investigate, we found Dick Van Dyke and liberated him. (Yes, DICK VAN DYKE!) He immediately started doing sit-ups and stretching, extolling the virtues of exercising at his age. OK old man, we get it. You’re fit as a fiddle.
Together, Dick and I gently removed the lights from the deer, although it didn’t seem as if he was bothered by them or in any pain.
DVD and I made a few phone calls to the police to search for the person who committed the crimes, but I’m not clear on the outcome because that’s when I woke up. My rational mind and my subconscious mind didn’t like what was going on.
As an aside, I don’t even LIKE Dick Van Dyke; I’ve never been a fan of his acting or his dancing or his persona. He wasn’t on my radar and I hadn’t read anything about him recently. I didn’t appreciate that he was hijacking my dream while I wanted to hang out with the deer.
There was an element of danger and fear, but feeling happy with my new deer friend. Other than that, I have NO IDEA what the message might have been, and now that I’m awake, the details are fading.
I guess maybe it was a warning to be more careful about who I open my front door to? I dunno, but I’m still shaking my head.
In my garden, this Mourning Dove family and I peacefully co-exist.
According to All About Birds, this is a graceful, slender-tailed, small-headed dove that’s common across the continent. Mourning Doves perch on telephone wires and forage for seeds on the ground; their flight is fast and bullet straight. Their soft, drawn-out calls sound like laments. When taking off, their wings make a sharp whistling or whinnying.
However, this fact is really upsetting to me: Mourning Doves are the most frequently hunted species in North America. Who could possibly want to murder these gentle creatures? Once again, humans suck.
I’m ready, how about you?
For me, today started off AMAZING! I saw about ten friends that I hadn’t seen in more than a year, I got a ridiculously fabulous surprise discount on something for little Char, and to top it off, I made several people laugh and they thanked me, saying they really needed a chuckle today.
All in all, a successful way to commemorate the next six months, right?
Surf lineup, that is!
Happy Bio/Step/Deadbeat Daddy Day, whichever one applies.
Have you ever misplaced something that should not have been misplaced?
That’s me.
It was time to straighten out the pots and pans cabinet after the whirlwind fam visit so I’d be prepared once again to be a chef, baker, and short order cook.
Everything is now nicely organized, except for this:
I have a twelve-inch non-stick saute pan with a red handle and a red see-through lid.
I have the lid –exactly where it should be– but the pan is gone. I used it not too long ago because it’s the perfect size as an adjunct to the giant non-stick pan I use for bigger recipes.
I looked everywhere, every cabinet in the kitchen, even the freezer though it’s really too big to fit, to no avail.
I texted son/DIL just in case they packed it up and took it with them (not unheard of to do stuff like that) but they don’t have it.
Quite literally, it disappeared.
That’s why I’m perplexed. I don’t often LOSE things; I take good care of my possessions –I even have pots and pans from my mom dating back to the 40s and 50s, not kidding.
I mean it’s not like I lost something tiny like a contact lens or a pair of earrings…a pan takes up space and can’t simply walk away on its own, right?
If you have any suggestions, please let me know. Otherwise, I will continue to be perplexed.
(If I DO locate this missing pan, I’ll update.)
Actually, I don’t watch much TV, but when I do, it’s often because DIL tells me I NEED to watch something she binges as we tend to like similar themes.
Now it’s the new Dynasty on Netflix. I LOVE it. It’s trashy, campy, with often ridiculous plots, but I’m hooked. I never really watched the original Dynasty because I was busy being 1500% MOM to a newborn and didn’t have time. The star of the reboot is most definitely Fallon Carrington, played by Elizabeth Gillies. The surprise is when she first broke out in song. Her voice is beyond amazing and adds another element to outrageous musical episodes. If I were the writers, I’d figure out any way possible to showcase her voice, too.
And then there’s yummy Grant Show as Blake Carrington; I’ve had a secret crush on him for YEARS, ever since he was Jake on Melrose Place.
On Amazon Prime, I’m warming up to Silks, about the dilemmas and problems that modern day barristers have to face and what it means to become a silk. A Silk or Queen’s Counsel is an eminent lawyer who’s appointed by the Queen to be one of “Her Majesty’s Counsel learned in the law.” . Their gown is made of silk instead of cotton.
Dropping on July 8 is the reboot of one of my all time favorites, Gossip Girl. Based on the bestselling novels by Cecily von Ziegesar, the original show ran from 2007-2012. This extension of the pop culture classic series finds a new generation of entitled New York private school teens introduced to social surveillance nine years after the original blogger’s website went dark. The only sadness for me is that it features all new characters and while I understand, the truth is that NO ONE can replace these originals:
Blake Lively as Serena van der Woodsen, Leighton Meester as Blair Waldorf, the Queen Bee, Penn Badgley as Dan Humphrey, dreamy Chace Crawford as Nate Archibald, Taylor Momsen as Jenny Humphrey, and sexy Ed Westwick as Chuck Bass. Top-notch casting for sure.
Of course, I’m also anticipating the new season of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. Filming was delayed due to Covid but I think they started up again.
What types of shows do you like or do you not watch anything at all?
This Odessa Calla Lily (Zantedeschia rehmannii violacea) is dark as a moonless night. In shade, the deep purple bloom is nearly black. Today, sunshine illuminates the royal purple curve of the petals. It’s one of my favorite flowers, especially since it thrives in the hot summer sun of rain-deprived SoCal.
These two very friendly lizards hope you all have a great Wednesday!
After fifteen months, California is open today, June 15! For the most part, the mask mandate has been lifted.
Will you continue to wear a mask in public or in stores? Do you think we’re safe or should we still be cautious? Are you ready to go to a bar or restaurant?
I’ll continue to wear a mask in stores, not only because it kept me safe from Covid, but I didn’t get a cold or the flu at ALL.
There’s still a mask mandate on public transportation: buses, trains, and airplanes.
At the end of the day, I am really happy to wear lipstick again!
In my county, here’s the details:
