The son of man shall send forth his angels, and they shall gather out of his kingdom all things that offend, and them which do iniquity;

And shall cast them into a furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth.
Matthew 13:41-42

The son of man shall send forth his angels, and they shall gather out of his kingdom all things that offend, and them which do iniquity;

And shall cast them into a furnace of fire: there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth.

This photograph reminds me of one of my favorite poems. It is something to think about anytime you get caught up in the mainstream guilt of never doing quite enough in your life or in this world. This poem really says it all in the grand scheme of things. I never realized this as I “accidentally” leaned my homemade trellis against my garage one day when storm clouds came into view, planning to finish it later. It had a very convenient overhang that kept all these little ones dry in the storm. I looked out to see them all sitting there and took this shot with my telephoto from my house. Unusual enough to make me dig out the camera for this shot and I felt happy for them that I did this. I ended up leaving it here for the summer.

by Emily Dickinson
Today was a casual, easy kind of day. Lots of strange things happening for sure, but that’s on par. Today I have been in prayer since I woke & that’s how it used to be before everything in my life blew up approximately 8 years ago. We won’t go into that.

I drank decaf today to start. I prefer Tim Horton’s but I will drink Caribou because they are both water processed. The only safe, non-chemical way to take the caffeine from coffee plus it takes most of it out. The chemical way leaves more caffeine behind with the unneeded chemicals. These coffees also start out with the Arabica Bean, the most flavorful with less natural caffeine than the Robusta Beans used in cheap coffee blends. Only had my vitamins and a small piece of homemade coffee cake (recipe to come). I put on my face and used my hot rollers for the first time in a couple of weeks due to the heat and humidity here were off the charts and decided to try my luck at the Farmers Market in town.

This is bee season and since I have already been stung once last month, I’m not venturing out that often til the first freeze. They are very active and plentiful this year. I do have allergies, but mostly localized. I also had my first deer tick burrow. Luckily it was not in my leg for more than 12-15 hours or so. Supposedly if it had Lyme I understand it takes about 24 hours or so to transfer this disease. Usually within a month you know if you were infected. No bullseye rash or illness so far over a month now. I was not feeling well for a while after the bee sting, tiny bee but multiple stings before I could get it out of my clothing.

I was thinking about some financial help I received recently, without requesting it and realized I was able to accept my much needed and deserved help without guilt or reservation because of the life I had lived. A life of hard work and doing the right thing, never trying to get something for nothing. I don’t consider my weekly lotto tickets something for nothing, they are an “investment” into our schools. Also, I have yet to receive anything from my donations to the lottery fund but when I do is sure won’t be something for nothing. That dollar win will have had many years of dollars given. It did give me a certain satisfaction to know that God is good and merciful and even though we don’t usually get what we want in life, we usually get our needs met sufficiently. Man’s problem has always been selfishness and greed and that’s well documented. It’s when we let go of our wants & needs that I believe God is free to do His will without us fighting Him. This is what Jesus tried to tell folks when he said not to worry. Worry does not help anything. It just gives you more frown lines.

I got some new potatoes to go with local green beans I had purchased the day before. Love this combo with a little butter and cheese sprinkled on. Some use bacon, but I prefer cheesing it. Used Asiago I grated myself this time. Made a nice lunch.

As I was walking through the small folksy downtown area, I came upon a window all boarded up and then another building in even worse condition. I noticed the yellow tape to my right but realized I didn’t pay much attention because of various things they do downtown using streamers and balloons and the like, but finally stopped, looked around and realized someone had to have slammed a rather large vehicle into the buildings to do all this damage. Being from the Detroit area immediately thought smash & grab, which they do all the time all around there and suburbs as well. Checked online & this is what I found.

I also saw two shops are closing this month. One a very popular coffee shop, eatery & gift shop of 20 years and another very cute Antique shop of a few years which already has another business in there within the month. Not sure who. I have no idea what’s to become of the coffee shop though. I didn’t get a chance to speak to anyone yet. Just saw the signs.
One of my favorite things in the whole world is collage! I love making them with canvas, papers, paints, stamps, ink, and whatever strikes my fancy. I also love creating various photo collages. It’s much less messy!
Creating a WordPress gallery collage with macro shots of old family jewelry.

My friends and I saw Joe Cocker open for the Who at the Grande Ballroom in Detroit in 1969. This was the Premier of the Who‘s Rock Opera “Tommy” which turned out to be their biggest success. No camera’s allowed inside.
We used to be regulars and saw many well known acts, some I cannot recall but their regular bands at that time got to be friends/acquaintances of ours. Iggy & the Stooges, better known as Iggy Pop & The MC5 among them. We would sometimes get together at John Sinclair’s house and stuff “anti-war” literature in envelopes with some other very interesting people that will remain nameless, for now anyway. Enjoy the memories of Joe and “Delta Lady.”
As much as I am a stickler to routine, my entire life has been nothing but change. I admit to love of travel and thus I loved it when we moved even though it meant changing schools all the time. I never had many close friends in my life so it was not that hard. So “transient” were almost all my relationships. I never knew our family was “less than” in others eyes but we were. We always managed with help from some family members while others were glaringly absent. All the while, our mother was hiding a secret. A secret she only recently starting giving me chosen details on. A secret that would make it look bad for her and the choices she made in life. It was very important to my mother to appear perfect so she crafted this false world in her own mind. A place where she would never have to admit to the carnage her choices brought to many.
I am going to share something to anyone who cares. I knew my father was not a good man. That he had actually been a bad man in earlier years but only recently found out that I am actually the child of a “gangsta’.” A genuine big time gang member captured in a hail bullets with several of his gang many years ago during a crime spree they wreaked on several cities in the area. I will not go into details but it upset me greatly that his past was hidden and that a relative sent me a newspaper article that she found in the archives looking up the family history. I thank God I was told some of the dirty details, like the fact that I was in jail before I was born because my mother chose poorly in life.
I don’t get that some folks obsess over certain criminal figures on TV that the mainstream turns into heroes of sort and I have no respect for any woman who would want someone like that in their life or the lives of any intended children. Orange is The New Bullshit! My mother has never been close to her children, but finding out these kinds of things, along with other incidents that occurred during the years my father was around or not around, explains so much. Sometimes your life is not what you think it is. Imagine you woke up tomorrow and found out you were not who you thought you were. That your life was an illusion of sorts. A lie.

The Lord’s Prayer says it all.

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