Share Your World – 2016 Week 23

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What was one of your first moneymaking jobs (other than babysitting or newspaper delivery)?

I haven’t had a whole lot of jobs, but one of my first was gardening and taking care of my grandma’s various flower beds. This included pulling out weeds and crabgrass. She would pay me $10 each week for this.

What is your favorite month of the year?

Definitely July. It marks the beginning of the second half of the year and you can always sense the tinge of summer in the air.

What three things in nature do you find most beautiful?

  1. Birdsong
  2. Rippling ponds (sometimes with geese)
  3. Lighthouses by the ocean

List at least five of your favorite spices? (excluding salt and pepper)

  1. Oregano
  2. Chili Powder
  3. Cilantro
  4. Lemon Pepper
  5. Nutmeg

Earth Day – Party Like It’s 1970

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If I hadn’t been told or hadn’t seen something about it on the Internet, I would have totally forgotten it was Earth Day.

Earth Day to me doesn’t have much significance. Yeah, it’s great that we plant a bunch of new trees and get into the spirit of trying to make our planet better, but after this day is over, we go back to not caring anymore. I donated a dollar to the Earth Day fund today because I felt like being generous, but I wouldn’t normally donate money to charities because I’m not usually that generous.

Earth Day only exists because of a 1970 Wisconsin senators concern about the environment. He got together with a bunch of other like minded people and decided to make this a national day on April 22nd, because apparently that was in connection to a previous “Arbor Day” in 1872 set on the creators birthday.

The picture of a long, long country road just a few miles east of me was taken last year. It is a great example of how we pave our way through nature, simply by moving trees to the side, in order to make room for our civilization.

“Move out of the way trees, this space is for Mr. Road.”

“But we’ve been here for thousands of years. You can’t just uproot us.”

“Doesn’t matter. We can and we will for the sake of humanity”

“Ah, damn you humans.”

“At least there’s Earth Day. We can always plant more of you.”

“True that.”

In other news…

On this glorious Earth Day, I went and ate at a corner restaurant today called Chilango’s. It is an unassuming, rinky dink kind of place that serves a delicious Mexican cuisine, including tacos, burritos, and enchiladas. I ordered two tacos with guacamole sauce on them and I can describe how they tasted in a word I have never used before on this blog – scrumdiddlyumpious. I admire the outside and inside artwork of this little dive even if it calls up something out of a trashy 80s movie. The artwork on the walls is also neat.

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Flowing Down

The taste of the spring water on my lips

Slowly soothing me to the core

The iciness of the cascading cool air

A frigid blanket of cold sweeps over the rocks


Publish a post that appeals to one of the senses: hearing, sight, touch, smell, and taste.

(The Inaugural) Weekly Discover Challenge: Blogging the Senses

Always Optimistic

Winter TreeJust like the tree
That grows tall and wide
There is always tomorrow
To spread your wings
Always a new branch
To latch onto


Weekly Photo Challenge: Optimistic

Fallen Tree Breeze

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Daily Prompt: The Power of Touch

Nimble fingers run
Through my breezy hair
Soft and swooped to the side
Brown as coffee beans

The fallen tree’s bark
Rings of mighty age within
Years of weathered beating
One bolt of lightning
Bringing down a warrior
Of the ancient land

Resting my head on
Rough, mossy texture
The shining sun
Shielding my eyes
Staring up at azure
Pillows on a canvas

Trekking through the
Thick maize meadow
Powerlines overhead
Dangerous wind
Ominous and forbidding

A reminder of a nightmare
In which death chased me
And there was no way out
Thrashing through
Tall tangled branches
Evening sun on the way


Textures are everywhere: The rough edges of a stone wall. The smooth innocence of a baby’s cheek. The sense of touch brings back memories for us. What texture is particularly evocative to you?

A Walk in the Electric Meadow

My curiosity got the best of me again.

Today I took a walk in the thick meadow behind some houses in front of mine where the powerline structures are situated, a first. I was kind of nervous at first because I didn’t know what was out in this area, if wildlife was hiding in the tall brush or if I was going to get in trouble (a plane went by overhead and then took a sharp turn somewhere, hopefully not to the authorities). I jumped a few times when I heard rustling in the stalks, thinking a snake was going to slither out but it was just the wind. I went as far as the outskirts of a farm (below) because of it being private property.

Meadow walk Power tower Powerlines Electric pylons

When man erected the first powerlines, they didn’t do it with aesthetics in mind at first. After the sky became blocked out by jumbles of wires belonging to multiple technologies, a more organized approach in environmentalism and safety was taken with the dangers of living too close to powerlines being raised. They can cause serious health effects to humans in some cases.

Electric pylonsWalk in the Meadow Walk in the MeadowI didn’t worry about that, fortunately. It was quite an adventure, one teetering on the edge of danger I have to say.

Changes In the Air

A sign of changes in the trees. Moving toward Autumn.

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Going from this
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To this

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The leaves…stripping off for us
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In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Change.”