I just spent 30 minutes composing a heartfelt post, and when I hit the return key to finish the last sentence, absolutely everything I had written, just vanished into cyberspace! Thanks so much Blogger, for stealing my valuable time yet once gain, and treating my creativity like so many pigeon droppings!
Now that I've become upset and lost my train of thought, I dont know what I was posting about.
.........I think it had something to do with Gustav Mahler..............oh yes! Now I remember! It was about one of the insistent insects of the woods, trying desperately to gain access to my my little room. And there it is again!......flapping its wings, in a desperate attempt to come inside.
Could it be that like me, it too loves Mahler, and just wants to come in and sit next to me on the arm of my chair, and share in my joy with this most magnificent composer? Given the beauty of Mahler's Symphony #3 movments I-III, I can hardly blame the poor creature for wanting to come inside.
I remain skeptical however! What if it only wants to come in to annoy me, by flying in ever smaller circles around my torchère lamp, until it eventually succumbs to the heat of the bulb?...........or even worse..........wants to feed on my my blood? Considering that the woods surrounding me, are filled with all manner of little blood sucking carnivores, that is not an unrealistic consideration.
No......I think I would prefer that all insects stay outside, even if their only aim is to listen to Gustav Mahler with me. They will have to be content with what their little auditory receptors can pickup through the glass, while lighting on my window frame!
It's been about a month and a half now, since I broke the little toe on my left foot. I just took the adhesive tape binding it to the rest of my foot off yesterday, and it seems to be doing great! No pain at all! It still appears to be just a little bit fatter than the toe on the opposite foot, but my left foot has always been a little bit fatter than my right foot under normal circumstances anyway. That's odd, because my right hand is fatter than my left hand..........probably from years of handling tools in that hand, because I am right handed.
We are still battling insufferable heat here in central Virginia, but thanks to the new window unit that replace the one that crapped on me, it's been relatively comfortable inside. The forecast is calling for temperatures to finally dip back down into the upper 80's this weekend and next week, so maybe I can get out one morning if the humidity isn't too high, and cut the grass down by the pond again. It's been at least a month, if not longer since it was cool enough to cut it the last time.
This past month I wrote an essay that Calie asked me to write for T-Central, and apparently I upset the sensibilities of a few dear sisters with some of the things I said. It's so hard to be truthful about our individual feelings, without stepping on the toes of another sister and her unique journey. If I in anyway offended any of you with anything at all that I said, please be assured that it was in no way a reflection upon you as an individual, or the path you have chosen. We all have to follow the beat of our own drummer. I have nothing but the highest respect for all that you have gone through, or will go through. I love you all dearly!
With all my heart,