REVELATIONS & RABBIT TRAILS

Well … Mother Nature’s “lion attitude” has been on the rampage since before daybreak, today 😒

It’s wet, raucous roar woke me up around 5 AM: and it’s STILL upset. I wish whoever is poking it with a sharp stick, would leave it alone!

April weather roaring like a lion ...

Hard pounding hail.

My ‘SPRING DAYBREAK’ Post, earlier in the day: (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/04/spring-daybreak.html)

I decided to ignore the April Lion’s posturing’s and sudden angry lunges, by surfing YouTube for music to drown out it’s feisty angsts 😉

Band of the Day - the Beatles.

Revelations were revealed along the celluloid route … and my thoughts raced down one or two rabbit trails at certain era junctions; but for about 10 minutes, the lion outside was forgotten 😊

Lennon discovered Paul.

65 Years Ago, 2 Boys Met: https://www.npr.org/2017/07/06/535612114/60-years-ago-2-boys-met-and-the-beatles-began

By 1966, the Beatles were old news.

I really didn't care for Lennon.

John’s Abusive Behavior: https://www.mirror.co.uk/3am/celebrity-news/john-lennons-dark-side-domestic-6481985

Paul was a control freak.

Paul’s Egomania: https://www.pastemagazine.com/music/the-beatles/get-back-paul-mccartney/

Paul lost ground with me with his death hoax.

I remember watching the Nightly News broadcast of Paul’s “death” – complete with family pictures of him and his family on his Scottish Farm estate; I cried during the entire news coverage. I remember also, how angry and disgusted I was later when it came to light that the “report” was a publicity stunt to promote albums. I still get peeved when I think how he thought he could get away with it. And showing no remorse then … or now.

Paul’s Death Hoax: https://www.beatle.net/paul-mccartney-admits-beatles-planned-death-hoax/

There was 1 song George wrote I cannot listen to.

George – The ‘Quiet’ Pious Beatle: http://cardinalpointsonline.com/the-quiet-beatle-remembered/

I was sad when George died – but what I learned today makes me sad: George’s personal life sounds a lot like my sister’s husband; and she still praises him as “the best thing” that ever happened to her. It's a fanciful illusion, but it's not reality. David was a human snake: and so it appears, was George. This is a sad revelation ...

Cheater, hypocrite George … maybe he’s not so ‘likable’ after all ☹ https://www.heraldsun.com.au/news/george-harrison-devoted-to-other-mens-wives/news-story/2ac22349e6f1a95be0f2f410bf00c684

Ringo is the lovable clown – who recognized he needed help to fly straight.

Ringo – The Compassionate Comedian: https://abcnews.go.com/Entertainment/fun-facts-ringo-starr-author-talks-biography-funny/story?id=32197749 & Stalwart Survivor: https://www.mirror.co.uk/3am/celebrity-news/ringo-starr-thought-killed-wife-22317554

People's private lives are private IF they keep them so – I haven’t been able to track down the persistent bisexual rumors: so, I am assuming they are false. Or very closely guarded, which means it’s no one’s business.

'Greasers' snag my attention. LOL

Lennon & McCartney wearing the 'greaser' look - it tickled my Funny Bone to see this look on them   Lennon was 15 yo ... McCartney was 14: and their music changed the musical world. Forever.

My cousin Joe, had a bike similar to this one – he’d sit me on the gas tank and ferry me up and down the long gravel road from my Aunt Edna’s house to the main highway/back again, in Grand Rapids, MN. That was in 1962. Joe died about a year later. By the summer of 1965, my family had moved to WA State.

Motorcycles also grab my attention.

The motorcycle I spent most every weekend on, with Bob in 1974; while we were dating. This ‘full-dressed-Hog’ belonged to his father. I LOVED IT almost as much as I loved Bob (almost) 😉

Rabbit trails ...

A few tunes, and a few documentaries … and my thoughts were tripping down Memory Lanes at various eras of my life 😉

BEATLES SONGS

The Beatles ‘Early Years Mix’ –https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7X1oUfa8uE&list=PLGH0aVHSD7V8hZ8wa5dxo2zfnycCJT-nV

The Beatles ‘Revolution’ –https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGLGzRXY5Bw

The Beatles ‘Get Back Jo-Jo’ –https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPbJSLWSWk8

The Beatles ‘Love’ Album –https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bdqdO5LAIA&list=PLOJgNPpZvsA2JGb8sOpujVMF3jSuMDOcA

A Beatles Album Inspires Brutal Murder: https://ig.ft.com/life-of-a-song/helter-skelter.html & https://www.history.com/news/charles-manson-helter-skelter#:~:text=How%20Charles%20Manson%20Took%20Sick,a%20race%20war%20and%20murder.&text=AP%20Photo-,Paul%20McCartney%20said%20the%20song%20was%20about%20a%20playground%20slide,a%20race%20war%20and%20murder. 

Helter Skelter link to Manson murders (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YSUbpmgKRqI & https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7csHqpcCiFQ): I don’t “get it”, but then I’m not given to delusional murderous tendencies – to me, it just sounds like aimless noise and drugged out chaos.

SPRING DAYBREAK

It’s been an interesting morning: WA weather has proven once again that it operates on schizoid behavior patterns.

The furious uproar woke me around 5 AM, with no hope of recapturing the quickly dampened zzz’s.

So, I got up and started a pot of coffee perking.

And glanced out all the surrounding windows.

I hope the rambunctious winds and pounding raindrops shake all the heavily blossomed tree limbs free of the pollen-rich blossoms, so I can get outside at some point. I hate being cooped up; and I’ve been refrained from outside activities for weeks with the wacky weather. 

Early morning view from livingroom window; 5 AM

I’m really feeling the effects of enforced cabin fever. I need fresh air. I need some sort of social interaction. I need unimpeded sunshine warmth – not liquid sunshine!

I need to open some windows and get busy with Spring Cleaning (breathing easy is necessary when using cleaners – even ‘easy-on-the-lungs’ homemade cleaners work best for me, with open windows).

The car needs a through washing – inside, and out.

Carport entrance.

Tree overhanging carport ... keeps me indoors.

Winds shaking pollen into the atmosphere; livingroom window.

Rain & wind whipping up a pollen infused toxic mix.

My life really needs a break from the constant rainfall, and gusty pollination ☹

There was a brief break in the gray clouds for about 5 minutes – the sunlight brightened the rooms … and I was (very briefly) able to admire the effects rain has on my potted flowerpots 😊

Center skylight showing sunshine.

Kitchen skylight.

Blue sky appearing around 7 AM

Kaleidoscope tulip center.

Striped Squill.

Bicolor striped tulip leaves.

The Parrot Tulips are still thriving; bought March 2019.

The admiration didn’t last long before the Lion was on its wet and snarly rampage again.

April weather roaring like a lion ...

YES PLEASE! Show yourself.

Gary Allen – ‘Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain’ song

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1q3LEadIk3w)

I really hope the Lamb decides to come out and play. Soon.

AMBITIOUS DAY

I woke up missing my little grandson this morning.

I also woke up breathing easier, so I decided to go for a drive to change the direction of my thoughts.

Still a bit breathless, and a little shaky ... but, I am breathing easier.

The Naselle Coffee Hour worked for me today ...

I enjoyed spending time with my friends in Naselle; I haven’t seen any of them since last Fall, though I have texted back and forth since December, and had planned to drive that way next week.

I just bumped the visitation day up, this morning 😉

As I was leaving, Judy asked me if I was planning on visiting Bob’s gravesite on my way home … and I said, “Not today – next time, for sure. I’m feeling ambitious today, having been housebound the past two weeks; so, I think I’ll take a long country drive home via Raymond, Pe Ell, and Vader.”

It rained off and on during the scenic route.

There was a landslide, and road repair happening along a stretch of highway at Bone River – so, I slipped my cowboy music CD in the player, and prayed to God an impish ocean wind wouldn't whip up, and slip under the Highlander: this was not a good place to be stopped – the winds that blow through this stretch of highway, can be very dangerous ones. God was merciful; the music was relaxing, and the halt in traffic was blessedly short.

Road work at Bone River; the Cowboy Music CD fit the lazy, rainy day mood; Bone River, WA.

 (https://washington.hometownlocator.com/maps/bigmap,n,bone%20river,fid,1503473.cfm)

Running low on gas at Curtis; the Pe Ell-Boistfort-Wildwood Junction ...

Boistfort Store.

The antiquated pumps do work, but I was given friendly advice due to the high price quoted.

I decided to trust her advice ... after all people in farm country know what they are talking about mileage-wise.

By and large, my experience with country folk has always been enjoyable.

Everytime I drive the Wildwood Road, I find myself chuckling and thinking of Jim Stafford singing the Wildwood Weed song 😉

I also noticed that the road has been compromised, and is slipping; it isn’t treacherous yet, but it will need attention to be stabilized.

Turning off Wildwood Road, and driving a bit further down Highway 506 towards Vader, I actually laughed out loud when I saw oversized chickens standing in a front yard – the song was still echoing in my head 😊

Wildwood Road & Hwy 506, between Wildwood & Vader.

Colorful chickens along Highway 506 ... I laughed out loud, thinking of the fabled potency of the song’s wildwood weed seeds 😉

Jim Stafford – ‘Wildwood Weed’ Song -

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qUc3X0-nMhw)

I did manage to get all the way into Longview without coasting up to a gas pump on fumes – I was thankful.

Sixty dollars, was what it ran me to fill the tank this afternoon ...

And I will make sure not to leave home again, for a long leisurely drive, without making sure the tank is filled to the brim: I know better. Being in a hurry to see friends, is no excuse to be lazy. I know me – I always end up taking side road/back road excursions … the tank needs to be full before I hit the road.

Leaving the gas terminal, I decided to drive downtown and grab some groceries at Winco. Standing in line, waiting to be checked out, I noticed something new being offered in Longview: I was surprised – and glad to see it, too.

It’s about time Longview got up to speed.

Something new at Winco.

Leaving Winco, I caught sight of the white hearse that has become a frequent sight lately. It’s not clear if the hearse is actually a business vehicle – or someone’s private vehicle (this contemplation is not as strange as it sounds).

I have seen this white hearse all over Longview.

Today was an enjoyable day.

Today was a nail-biting day.

Today was an interesting day.

And tomorrow is going to be a fun day too 😊

SPRING 2022

Spring 2022 is not very nice.

The trees and flowers are blooming … and pollen is spreading.

I’ve been housebound for 2 weeks: headache, coughing, sneezing, nasal drainage, ect.; watching life rejuvenate from behind glass window panes.

The car is in need of a serious washing too: but that is not going to happen as long as the tree limbs hanging over the carport are heavily blossomed.

The car will stay filthy a little longer ... blossom petals float by on the breeze.

Blooming tulips by the side carport.

The tete a tete daffodils are spent ...

And the dust bunnies, in-house, are prolificating while I wait for my body’s immune system to strengthen. Disturbing the dust bunnies would not be a wise move, yet.

Nothing is being accomplished because I can’t breathe easily with infected and inflamed bronchial tubes.

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/03/bronchitis-hijacked-my-week.html)

I was supposed to go to the dentist tomorrow morning – but I canceled, and rescheduled, this morning. It would be pointless to keep the appointment when coughing, sneezing, and nasal drainage is happening.

The rescheduled date is in June – maybe by then, my lungs will settle down and my life can get back on track.

Meanwhile, I’ll just keep looking out the windows … and occasionally turning the front porch tulip pot 😉

Front porch potted tulips.

A strange phenomenon this year – the tulips are blooming ‘true colors’; last year these tulips bloomed as red Apeldoorn’s.

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/04/true-colors.html)

FATE STEPPED IN

Some people never experience that ‘once in a lifetime’ heartstrings pull.

And some people, like me, get to experience it … and live it 😊

48 years ago, today, I finally met the man if my dreams – and he became the wind beneath my wings for 44 years.

Love Walked In (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020_03_27_archive.html)

That once in a lifetime experience can carry you through, for the rest of your life; because it is exactly that: a once in a lifetime experience.

I sure do miss Bob. And right now, that missingness is particularly poignant today … because today, 4 decades ago, was the beginning of it all.

When fate stepped in: and love showed up.