Golly, I love this man.
Month: February 2017
I Heart You
I heart you
Sounds oddly
Painful
Like, I hit you,
or
I smite you.
St. Valentine was
Martyred,
Though, so
I reckon
I heart you
Is fitting.
Birdsong: Paradise in South Georgia
Studly and I had friends visiting this past weekend from Indianapolis. Gary and Lee Ann are two of my favorite people, and their annual visit to Doright Manor is a highlight of my year.
Lee Ann enjoys exploring nature, so while our golf crazed husbands headed to the links on Saturday morning, she and I drove into Georgia to visit the Birdsong Nature Center just south of Thomasville.
From their website:
Birdsong Nature Center’s 565 acres of wildflower meadows, forests, ponds and swamps, are home to a myriad of birds and other wildlife. Here you can enjoy the serenity and beauty of the natural landscape and return home with a renewed spirit.
The preserve features several distinct natural habitats including grasslands, swamps, and lakes. 
Lee Ann and I walked nearly four miles and climbed the equivalent of eleven flights of stairs during our trek through Birdsong. The day started out cool, but by the time we finished I was sweating like a nervous groom at a shotgun wedding.
Our journey ended at the preserve’s main attraction, the Bird Window, a beautiful viewing area tucked away inside an old house on the property. The Bird Window is just that–a huge window overlooking a scenic spot landscaped with the goal of attracting our feathered friends.
This area features fresh water supplied by a misting device and a small pool. There are bird feeders in key spots as well as loose seeds spread on tree stumps. Carefully placed rocks and logs provide perfect perches for the avian visitors.
I became so enraptured by the show of bluejays, chickadees, cardinals, woodpeckers, and titmouses (titmice?) that I totally forgot to snap any pictures! Still kicking myself, but the experience was breathtaking. Next time I’ll see if the camera works well through the glass. The birds come right up to the window as if to say, “Wow! What a great way to view humans!”
Come visit Birdsong Nature Center before the migratory birds return to their northern homes in late April. You don’t have to be a diehard birdwatcher to enjoy the experience.
Here’s the link to their website:
http://www.birdsongnaturecenter.org
Peace and feathers, people.
Trump Will “Look Into It”
Great post from alotfromlydia.wordpress.com.
Both the New York Times and the Washington Post this week featured stories on Trump’s National Security Advisor, Michael T Flynn, and reports claiming Flynn was in contact with Russian Ambassador to the United States, Sergey Kislyak, prior to Trump’s inauguration.
According to both current and former American officials- in one particular conversation between the two, Flynn essentially urged Kislyak to ignore sanctions that were to be imposed by President Obama in mid December, implying that Trump would reverse them once inaugurated. The sanctions were in response to reports confirming Russia’s tampering in the presidential election, in Trump’s favor.
“Federal officials who have read the transcript of the call were surprised by Mr. Flynn’s comments, since he would have known that American eavesdroppers closely monitor such calls.”
“American eavesdroppers closely monitor the calls.” That statement makes it clear that this information had been in hand prior to Trump’s inauguration, and…
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Calumny
I’ve never used the word “calumny.” To be honest I wasn’t sure what it meant. Thank goodness for Google!
I’m trying now to craft a poem around this word “calumny” that popped into my mind apropos of nothing. Words do that to me sometimes.
CALUMNY
Calumny, she said to me, ended my career. I’d arisen from nothing, no pedigree, no expertise,
With tears in my eyes I begged her to explain her downfall. Did calumny cause you
Pain? I asked. Was it akin to a canker sore or a bunion? She laughed ruefully. No, it was much worse.
You see I’d trusted someone and they smeared my name. Made me the fool of their wicked game.
And just like that, my reputation was beyond repair. I didn’t laugh, but still perplexed. Calumny
Isn’t a physical malady? It sounds like a blow to the gut. Again, she smiled. Close, but no cigar.
Snapshot #104
I snapped this photo on a trip to Birdsong Nature Center in Thomasville, Georgia. I swear I thought it was a camellia. The title of this one is, “So Not a Camellia, but Lovely All the Same.”
Long Night
He stood inside the circle of light, hat in hand, a glorious fedora.
She stumbled in the dark, caught her heel on a paving stone, stifled a giggle.
Crickets and frogs and hoot owls witnessed their coming together.
He dropped his hat, she kicked off her shoes, their lips met unerringly.
“This feels like a movie,” she whispered.
“You feel like a tree,” he sighed.
“CUT!” Called the director. “For the hundredth time, its dream. ‘You feel like a dream!’ Sheesh, it’s gonna be a long night.”
Cartoonists for the People
Every day I find cartoons that give me a lift in this resistance movement. Good political cartoonists help allay our fears by reminding us that there are some smart, creative people on our side. Here are a few that I’ve enjoyed. Hope you find a new one to make you think and maybe chuckle.
The Highest Bidders
What’s your goal?
Destroy public education?
Scrap affordable health care?
Reduce social security to rubble?
Make shady deals with Russia?
Undo decades of Civil Rights advancements?
No problem! It’s easy!
If you’re a wealthy political donor just buy your way into trump’s cabinet.
A cool million ought to get you just what you want.
Don’t worry ’bout the poor!
No thoughts for the children!
Screw the elderly!
Who needs to vote anyway?
It’s all about the bucks, baby!
You sure showed us. Indeed, you did.
And you smiled and smirked all the way.
Do That Voodoo That You Do So Well.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
