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July 22, 2015 I'm going to start today to record on a daily basis whatever happens to strike my fancy. So, it is a very cool breezy day. I just posted 5 short book reviews to The Monthly Reading Challenge. I'm suppose to put away some winter wood today from the woodpile outside but I'm playing hookey from work to write so starting this blog will get done. I'm having a daily fight with a flock of English Sparrows that are trying to take over my barn. They are making a terrible mess so they have to go. I have destroyed several nests so far they don't leave but they get out of the barn when I am around. I'm just starting the fight so I guess I don't know how far I have to go to discourage them. I'm trying not to spread myself to thin on WDC because I find so many things that are interesting here and I am trying to work on a new story. I really enjoy sitting at my desk with a cup of tea and reading blogs on WDC. |
Blog about your most memorable flight or other form of transportation. Was it your dream trip or nightmare journey? 1963 I flew to the Panama Canal Zone. Actually, my destination was a USA Air-force Base outside of Panama City. I was traveling with my 9-month old son. He sat in my lap the whole way. It was a two day journey. We flew two commercial flights to South Carolina. Stayed over night in an Air Force Base Hotel. Then on day 2 caught an early morning flight from there to Panama on a MAT plane.. On the commercial flights my son Ricky entertained me by watching out the window. We had window seats on both planes. He watched the clouds and patted the window when he saw the ground below us at times. Sometimes, whatever he was looking at excited him he would jump up and down and crow baby words. One of the problems with the trip was having to carry him, the diaper bag stuffed with everything a baby needs for couple weeks, and a small carry bag of my own with legal papers for traveling out of the country. Day 1 we arrived in Charleston South Carolina and were transported by taxi to the Air-force base hotel. We arrived to late to go to the base cafeteria for food so I dived into the baby's bag and ate animal crackers and water for dinner. Next morning early base taxi took us to our flight. It was actually really nice. Military Air Transport hauled cargo and supplies to different bases {at that time}. On a flight with other military families we sat on benches along both walls of the aircraft. There was actually a flight attendant. A young airman. He distributed sandwiches, which we had to eat before we disembarked, because of regulations, about bringing food into the country. No one mentioned baby food, which I carried in my diaper bag. So, when I disembarked it went with me. He also apologized for the seating arrangements explaining that it was necessary because the aircraft also hauled crates and other items between passenger flights. Planes moved on and off the bases quickly which made the changing of special passenger seats impractical for cargo changes. Between the commercial flight and the Mat flight. I probably appreciated the Mat flight more. I was with other wives and children going to Panama to live with their husbands and fathers. I remember one woman was traveling with 3 small active children. We talked about common experiences of travel and our children. It was something I remember but, I have lost some of the particulars, like how long the flight was at the time. I doubt these kinds of flights are exactly the same after all these years. When we were evacuated because of the riots I was upset at the short time of stay. We had anticipated being in Panama for at least a year. I liked the climate and the city. It was one of my life adventures. |
When I think about my life so far, I would have to say the most frightened I've ever been was the day.. Panama Canal Crisis 1964 On January 9,1964, grievances between native Panamanians and “Zonians”, or Americans residing within the U.S.-controlled Canal Zone, boiled over into a series of anti-American riots which resulted in an evacuation of the U.S. embassy in Panama City, widespread looting, and dozens of deaths.Google I was living in an apartment building with my husband and 10 month old son. My husband was an airman and was called in morning early hours to return to the base. After he left my landlady appeared at our apartment door and told me the situation was dire. She hid us in a trailer on her property along with an army Sgt. and his wife. After a 3 day wait the violent crowds were suspicious of her, thinking, that she was hiding USA military. She was able to reach government Guadia National, who arrived with an armored car and escorted us out of the trailer into the armored car pointing machine guns at the crowd, that was deathly silent and very threatening. At the time, our automobile, the landlady's automobiles, and other cars from the neighborhood were removed from the property and burned in the street by screaming hostile crowds of young boys and men. I have written this before in my blog so it isn't new. It will always be one of the most startling memories of first hand violence I have. |
I started a new me time habit to add to my many that I have. I read , crochet, play my guitar. Now, I am learning to play music on the 17-note Kimbala. I found this on my Facebook page in December. It was called a thumb piano. Real name of the instrument is Kimbala. I was intrigued so I scraped together the money and purchased one. I like the harp sounds I can make with it. Many years ago I took Music theory when I attended a Christian College. Now, it is coming in handy so, I can translate music into Kimbala notation. It is a good stress fighter. And, just plain enjoyment of sounds. Happy New Year to every one. |
A = C: First, It is very difficult to keep up right now because I lost my own computer and it will be awhile until I can get another one. K is letting me use his which he doesn't spend a lot of time on a computer any more because he uses his phone and kindle more than I do. So, it is working out for now. Second: My son-in-law is ill with covid and news this morning is really bad, so the whole family is worried. I put him in the hands of Jesus this morning. I'm getting more and more news of people who would not be vaccinated who are getting ill. K also has a friend, who is recovering from covid but still on oxygen after being released from the hospital many weeks later. Covid is real. It is a virus, vaccines are the present way to have some protection from the illness they cause, when they attack the physical body. If you are not vaccinated get vaccinated, better to be a little sick for a couple days from the vaccination than dead when the virus attacks in full form. And, Christianity will never die. If you read the book of Hebrews you will see that there is a spiritual growth that goes on in individuals as you grow physically year by year. Growing in any relationship is seen as the relationship ages. a Christian is someone who sets out to follow the wisdom of God. And, when you do that you become God's friend. We can call it Spiritual growth. We learn to lean on the Wisdom imparted to us by the holy spirit. Paul's writings to the churches he encountered also show how spiritual growth is normal. It affects different churches in different ways. Yes if you believe something you will seek more information about it. You will stand up for what you have learned to be true. Sometimes, what a church teaches will clash with what God is actually telling you in your individual life. I always view individual churches as containers holding different types of plants. Each one growing in a different way. In the end they usually arrive at the same place and the same viewpoints if they are on the same track with God. The new testament teachings as expressed by Christ are better at expressing this than I am. The article that was part of this prompt tried to reveal some of the things that are normal parts of knowledge about churches. Wishing everyone a New Year filled with good knowledge. Bye for now. . |
You have found that you can do something no one else can do. What is this special talent you have? Would it be considered a 'Super Power'? If you could have chosen this special ability, what would it be? https://wonitachristine.wordpress.com/2017/06/06/the-top-10-traits-of-a-real-won... I have a to be incentive: Not a super power. Just an ability to keep moving on from day to day. Not even a singular power, since it's a learned response to the evil that assails us all. It is the encouragement I find, when I read the Bible. One of the prophets thought he was alone. God showed him a whole lot of other people just like him. I read a lot of super hero comics in my younger years. Maybe these comics, even have a place in my mentors group. When people won't answer your why questions Children of my generation read comics. Don't forget Archie, Little Dot, little Lotta, and others. I especially liked Wonder Woman. {link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wonder_Woman} I was interested to find she was created in 1941 Four years later in 1945; I was born in January. I liked her Lasso of Truth. And, the bracelets she wore, that caused ricochets to keep her safe. A fawn just walked across my window. It is half grown, and without its mom. It is one that regularly visits the field out back , however, usually with it's mom. Doe season isn't in yet. It may be a young buck striking out on it's own. OK. Have a good day. apondia#1781748 |
Before I get involved in anything else read this; Sometimes I just can't get here. I was doing really well then pay day hit. We get paid once about every 4 to 5 weeks by social Security. I'm wondering how many people out there have a difficult time keeping their budgets in order? I need to get up and move around a lot during any day, so spending time at the computer can be difficult. Yes! I can get up and move around then sit back down and continue to write, but, I get involved mentally with the writing and forget to take a break. Last week I wanted to set up my Christmas tree early. After Christmas 2019 I stored it in a closet and then the closet was sealed with insulation board. 2020 I just could not get into a Christmas spirit. My tree is 30 some years old. It was breaking up in 2019 so I thought I would have to replace it. I decided to get it out see if it could be salvaged or throw it out and buy another one. The thought of buying another one was slowing me down. We did get into the closet and get out the tree. The closet was in good shape. But, it took more of the day to clean out a wall adjacent (this is and A-Frame, lots of wall space) to the closet, where insulation had been torn down, by the unwelcome squirrel a couple years ago. I cleaned the adjacent closet and put up the insulation. K was involved as well with getting to the tree and resealing the closet. So, back to the tree, It turned out, that by removing the bottom two rows of the tree. and reinforcing the limb holders on the rest of the tree; I ended up with a perfectly nice tree in spite of it's age. It took one whole day to get the tree out. It took another whole day to do the repairs and set it up. Yesterday, I managed to put on the lights. Over the years the pet population has ravaged the two bottom layers of limbs. Now, I have to watch one of the two cats, because she is trying to eat parts of the tree. I can only ask why? The tree is basically molded paper, wire, and plastic. . At one time this was a 7.6 foot tree. Now it is about 6 feet tall. The last two days I'm catching up on my rest. I've always needed a lot of sleep. My energy levels keep me moving on in life. I still need lots of sleep. Thanksgiving is moving toward us at an unreasonable rate. I am shopping for Christmas on line. Kudo's to all the delivery personnel who are braving my long driveway to leave packages. That plus cooking meals, doing regular dish clean up. Vacuuming rooms (even the robot needs the dirt dish emptied.) Keeping the laundry done and getting out once a day to walk to dogs if the weather isn't to rainy. I'm thinking of extending my dog walks even on rainy days. It is so nice to just get out side for a while each day. I picked up the mystery prompt but, haven't written it yet. I have some ideas. If and when I write it I will post it just so you can read it. In the meantime, Happy Thanksgiving. |
A Mystery Genre prompt tonight. You are researching your genealogy and find that ancestors from a different generations and different countries made visits to the same remote place. Tell us about this remote place. Why were your ancestors going there? Every once in awhile Bea, Megan, and Neil stumble onto a new adventure. This is just the way one more is starting. A short Bea, Megan, and Neil story (Prey Haven, The Hideaway) by Apondia ."Good morning. How was your night?", Megan stood by the counter stirring a pot of hot oatmeal. Personally, I’m not a fan of cooked oatmeal but, Megan seems to be able to eat a batch of it any time of day. On the other hand I make a mean batch of baked oatmeal containing all kinds of nuts and dried fruits. It’s a case of eating styles. "I came in from the barn late. The boarding mare from Green Leaf farm foaled last night. A sweet little filly with lots of get up and go. She was on her feet feeding and then jumping around in the stall like she had been out and about for a couple months; while I was putting down fresh straw bedding, water and a special oat feeding for the mom. Is this this morning mail?" As I stirred through a batch of envelopes laying on the kitchen bar, where we eat. I slid into one of the stools. "Yes. It’s the daily batch of burnable litter, that keeps the postal service in business." Megan stated as she waved the wooden stir spoon in the air dripping oatmeal on the counter top. "What’s this? It’s addressed to me from a law firm?" I questioned? As I slipped a table knife into the crease of the top at the envelope. "Ugh! Don’t use that knife to butter toast." I looked up at Megan, who was wrinkling her nose at me. Then, pulled out sheets of white letter size paper. The Letter: Dear Bea: This letter is to advise you of a possible change in the legal property ownership of “Prey Haven.” Your Aunt Mage, who is it’s most recent owner is enquiring as to whether you could be encouraged to assume ownership as she is now elderly and wishes to assure a family member to take it over upon her demise. Mage realizes you may not have a working knowledge of the properties history. As a result our law firm has been hired to advise you of the properties historical value. 1. A male person who was your ancestor left a ship that docked in Florida. Sometime in the 1700’s. He wandered up the East Coast using the name James Appleton, Eventually he laid claim to a large track of land inland residing in what we consider the Eastern part of the USA. After taking possession, he built a small cabin and established a kind of barrier to the property to which, he laid claim . it was a lot of wild country at the time and no one else seemed to care. He sent to England, a message to his brother, about his fortunate literal land fall. Appleton named the property “Prey Haven.” It seems you have ancestors who often needed a place to run in extreme circumstances. A property, that would always be a Haven no matter what trouble your ancestor may have been experiencing. So, over the years Prey Haven has been visited by brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles, aunts and others of your family. Always by blood relatives you may or may not recognize as your own. Prey Haven has grown over the years into a true Haven but, still always fully owned by only one person. A blood member of the family line. Mage and her mother who owned the Haven before her have made extensive modernization to the property. It is situated within the confines of a true wilderness property. The house has only one access road a mile or more from civilized roads. It is surrounded by wooded areas with only a few harvest fields and a large lawn cleared. There is a machinery barn and stable as well as the house. Now, because the last three owners were diligent in upkeep, the property has evolved with solar and wind energy and it’s own tower that brings satellite and WIFI technology giving the family an ability to live off the grid. After all this you are wondering why you may be in line to inherit the property. Because you, of all your relatives have an ability to work with and maintain horses. Also, if you are willing to access this situation you have to realize that within your lifetime you will have to have an open arms value to anyone in the present family, who may have need to retreat to the property for a time, when they are under duress or distress or just a vacation. Enclosed you will find my number. If you will consider Mages request to visit the property and study the history of the family simply call us. We will make it financially possible for you to come here with one other visitor. This may seem to you, an insincere missile of information or a joke. I assure you it is not. Your family is calling on you for a life time commitment. Please consider our sincerity and even if you are not willing to under take the commitment to the family and to Prey Haven? Come to visit just as your family heritage entitles you. You will not be sorry you took the time to look into this offer. Very Sincerely, "Then it is signed with a seal, telephone number, and signature of the Law firm." Megan had stopped eating as I read this incredible letter. Now she enquired? "Do you think it’s real or just some prank?" "Oh! it’s real all right. My mother told me about Prey Haven. It’s called that for a reason. She even left me a way in her will to contact family members I don’t even know, who could help me get there, if I ever needed to get away from life for a few days. She encouraged me to visit it sometime just to acquaint myself with it but, I never did." Are you going to go now? " Yep. And you are going with me? I’ll make the arrangements. Neil can take care of the stable for a couple weeks. I'll get him to call his friend George. They can stay in the house while we are gone." "OK. Did you call Green Leaf Farm about their new member?" "Not yet. Make the call for me OK?" "Sure as soon as I go visit the new filly." THE END |