CONTRAST OF TWO WORLDS

We are still into that week of above normal temperatures, followed by a week of below normal temperatures. The weather won't settle down to Summer. Of course it is early yet, I am sure this is not an unusual situation. It was hot, close to 90 or over, at least, three days last week. It is only 68 F now at it is almost Noon.

But the greater contrast I struggle with is the outside world vis-a-vis my personal world. I was intending on waxing eloquently on the beauty of our world and then the horror occurred Saturday night. Still, I was going to go on writing my blog w/o mentioning it. It hangs over me like a dark cloud. I avoided looking at the news last night and I only glanced at the glaring headlines in this Morning paper. One can't avoid it. It comes at you from everywhere.

It has all the earmarks of a false-flag type affair. Whether it is or not, I don't know. But, it does what a false flag does. It strikes fear into the hearts of enough people; so the war lords can get support to go into some Nation and kill people they label as ISS. Continuous war is their game; profits and power their motive.

We don't need to allow it. We can shower love and compassion on the inflicted and avoid the invitation to demonize anyone. These events are the last gasps of a retreating, dark, power structure. They can't win. Love will out.

When I pull my mind out of the blackness into the light of my everyday life, I see amazing beauty. Our walkway, from our front door to the car parking area, is graced by the most spectacular peonies and iris. We have had them for several years, but they are exceptionally beautiful this year. Some of our rose bushes are just ablaze and they are all beautiful. The bleeding hearts are beginning to fade but they still contribute. The bumble bees and hummingbirds are feasting greedily on the floral display.

The North Room, where I am sitting now, directly borders the North pasture. The sheep can come right up to the window. The other day, when I was watching out the window, I observed a ewe pull a Canadian thistle out of the ground and then slowly eat it from bottom up. I couldn't see clearly enough, if she pulled it from the ground or bit it off, but it was an education to watch her eat it. I have heard that sheep will eat thistles. I wondered how they managed to avoid getting prickles in their mouth. Apparently, chomping from the underside does the trick.

Friday night the coyotes were howling. They were really making more of an uproar than usual. It was around midnight and I was afraid Xena [our little dog] would get all excited and bark crazily, disturbing those asleep. She freaks out at a cat walking across the yard and she has a sharp bark. On this occasion, there wasn't a peep out of her and those coyotes were exceptionally loud. They sounded like they were fighting. I have been told they can be unusually loud if they run across a raccoon and are interested in harassing it. We have plenty of both in our area.

We have a geo-thermo heat pump, therefore we have air-conditioning. We haven't used it this year and we rarely use it. Our house is well shaded during the heat of the day and it usually cools off at night so we are comfortable. Of course, to keep it cool, we need to keep the French doors, off the screen porch, open at night. Our neighbor, on the same eighty acre plat were on, had a bear get on their porch and do some damage, an adjacent neighbor had a bear mess up their vegetable garden. So when it is hot and we leave those doors open, I envision a bear ripping the screen door and coming in for a visit. I, especially, think about it when we leave food out on the kitchen table. It is not something for me to visualize, is it. I don't know how I would chase a bear out of the house if one got in.

I just got a call from Naomi. She and Elijah are coming for an overnight visit. Great! It will be great to see them. I reminded her that we have about eight dozen eggs accumulating in the fridge. She forgot to take some home with her last time she was here. The chickens have been good to us.

Love and Peace,  Gregg