Paradoxical commandments ~

Having read this, can I do this?  The paradox makes it challenging.

still not ready

A year ago my Christmas present was a new kitchen.  

I am still working on it. 

 I kind of like these.  

Very different than what I have in every way. 
the copper pots etc would only cost an arm and a leg! 

It is entertaining to keep designing and redesigning.  

I am getting much mileage out of the new kitchen 

and when it is time I will get more serious.  

In the meantime, reseach, reseach.

on the way out

This year 2013 is almost over. 
 I have mixed feelings about it. 

 I am looking forward to 2014.

We had another snow last night, again beautiful 
AND our weather men are calling for more snow the end of this week....
a biggie perhaps!  

I still haven't gotten all the ice off the deck yet!

I seem to be obsessed with weather of late.

December really was rather memorable weather wise.

We shall see what the next 4 months bring.

WoW and more WoW.

weather this december

Gray was the word I would use most 

and extreme the next, 14 inches of snow, -15 degrees 

and yucky for our days of freezing rain which made it  hard to deal with -- ICE. 

I felt this would be a "winter" 

and it is shaping up to meet my expectations. 

I would have rather been proven wrong on this.

No sense grumping about the weather.  It is not going to change it!

but less gray, extreme and yucky would be pleasant.

And the last word stunning for winter is beautiful.

hungry oh my

In addition to these feathered friends 

we are feeding the squirrel population of Brownfield.

Hard for them now with everything covered in ice 

and the temps so very cold.

sunshine

Well the sun shineth.  Yeah.  

Makes all our ice lovely. 

 Now if that same sun would melt the ice.

of late

I wake up at night  feeling hopeless and afraid of all I can not fix in this world 
and scared of people I used to feel I could trust who no longer seem trustworthy.  

  

I grew up feeling happy, secure in a world that then more or less
 was happy, trust worthy and secure. 

Of late there seems to be more and more scary and really unpleasant stuff.

 I am afraid of the powers that be in Washington, of others who govern, 
of corporations, and those whose agenda is not earth or mankind friendly...

the almighty $ is their god! 

They care not if they poison us with bad air, bad food, wars, and hatred

as long as it brings them wealth and power. 

 I am afraid of overpopulation which grows as I type 

and  which is part and parcel of this bad behaviors,
with too much trash, too little water, lack of education 
and morals and this need for unneeded stuff etc. 

 I am afraid of those that are crazy, insane, nuts, mean...

those that pick up guns to kill, those that make unbelievable statements. 

 I am afraid of meteors, weapons of mass destruction, radiation from afar.  

There is no escape, even in the woods of Maine as I am plugged in.  
Big brother is alive and well, and who would have thought?  

We are killing ourselves  and the earth with warming from big cars, factories 
and the stuff we "need" and don't need.
 In all honesty, stuff may be the destruction. There are so many of us 
and we individually and collectively don't want to give up much, do we?
Drive less, buy less, turn down the heat, turn off the lights. No..

 More, Bigger.  We worship stuff.  

Thus I wake up at night because I can not begin to fix the world. 
I long for peace and love, simplicity, honesty.
  Instead the world seems hell bent and chaotic with cruelty beyond any belief.  

We are complacent because we hourly hear of death, abuse and doom
 in reality and make believe. It has become meaningless.
  

 I was proud of my country until it lost it's way  - torture, needless wars and killing, 
lack of morals,  lack of respect, ignorance,
leaving God out of our lives because one

sick woman didn't like God in schools. 
We can't have any word of god or gods in our public places.  Good lord!  

Although I fight to fix the bleeding, the hemorrhage of today's world, 

I cannot save the oceans, or the air, or the food chain, or change the hatred.
I cannot fix the insanity that is raging rampant.

I do not have the guts to ask God 

to change what we have put in place 

with our greed, our stupidity, our lack of love and compassion.  

It is hard to watch a train derailment, but that is what it feels like.  

Perhaps it is more like watching the last Buffalo run over the cliff...

not one smart enough to stop to save themselves and others.

 I don't want to put negative vibes out in the universe, 

yet it is my observation of late that we are surrounded by and being overwhelmed

 by massive unfixable scary bad.

I wonder if I am alone in being afraid. 

 I don't think so.

Another voice......My Safety 'Tis of Thee, Sweet Land of Security

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/tom-engelhardt/scared-to-death_1_b_4335303.html

ying/yang

I am putting up my Christmas trees while trees outside are coming down.

change in the land

Taken from the bedroom

These trees have grown up over the last 13 years

 so our view has been lost from all but the bedroom windows

 so we are going to have a cutting done to regain the view. 

 Deep sigh.  

We cannot keep the trees and keep the view.  

It is that simple.

One or the other.

We have made the decision to cut, but it is a difficult one. 

 I walk these woods, I know these trees

 and this area will all be different in a few weeks time. 

 Things change.  The trees for one have changed. 

 These were small small trees we could see over when we arrived.  Each year they have become a foot or two bigger. Doesn't sound overwhelming, but it is.

 I never gave it a thought until we started to notice that the view had changed....

there is that word again.....change. 

That was a gradual natural change.

This cutting will happen much more quickly....a week to undo years of growth.

Deep sigh.

 It is uncomfortable to put something in place that will shift the wildlife and birds. 

 Then again it may be what the woods need, to cut the white pines pines.

 leaving the hardwoods to flourish. 

All good things in time I suspect.  

the field has been plowed so the logging trucks can reach the woods