As life unfolds, we have to take the good with the bad, wrestling the ebb and flow of challenges, both positive and negative. There is always a mix of good news and not-so-good news—hopefully more of the former.
The good news here is the weather is beautiful; not too hot, the cacti and palo verde are blooming and there are sweet pockets of air on the breeze (in between the wafts of horses) as we stroll through the ‘hood each day, Mica and I. Our variegated oleander are loaded with ten times the number of rosey buds they’ve ever had before.
Chemtrails left us alone for all but five days in March, but in the past three days they more than made up for it and suddenly uncharacteristic sneezing and stuffy noses are the order of the day. Note to self: change the air filter.
On Saturday at 7:30 a.m., I got an eyeful of a sky I’ve never seen here. At one point I saw four planes at once leaving their skidmarks on our normally crystal blue canopy as the sun rose over the mountain. Of course, later on the entire sky was solid white.
Our seriously bad news is that the black cloud has returned (or perhaps never left). Not only do we have to tear down a 100′ block wall in May and move it over a foot or so and pay our un-neighbourly neighbour’s legal fees, have the pool cleaned and refill it, and repair a washed out driveway…
…there is another leak in the irrigation system in the back yard I have to find and repair, but that’s small stuff.
The septic filter got blocked up again and required a service call on Friday. Apparently we’re full of it over here and the pooper scooper left a nice little cow-pie in the yard to prove it.
At 2 a.m. last night I heard some odd noises and found our toilet going, “bloop-bloop”. I gingerly raised the lid, half expecting a geyser of “something” to come shooting out. Nothing.
The powder room, same thing, but I heard the water softener was regenerating so realized what was causing the bubbles. Funny though, I never heard that before. Fingers crossed.
The generous rains brought a bumper crop of weeds in Arizona which, as they turn from green to brown, have become an extreme fire hazard. There are warnings on the weather stations that the warm, gusty winds could take a spark or small flame and create a wildfire in mere minutes.
Our entire front “yard” is a tangle of weeds, some half my height, and must be wrangled from a large swath near the house. I tamed the little blighters in the back yard, but now the front looms large and forbidding with all manner of little hooked and pointy appendages just waiting to poke and grab anyone who is unfortunate enough to venture there.
Since the breadwinner in the family is busy winning bread, the task falls on yours truly. Oh, joy.
That’s nothing, though, compared to the latest onslaught from hubby’s storm cloud.
Whilst in Dallas this past weekend at the art festival, someone decided they were entitled to relieve him of his iPod, charger and GPS, and they smashed the passenger window of the ol’ Sprinter van to get them.
The good news was, they didn’t gain access to the cargo area where there was some expensive camera equipment, and he had his iPad with him.
The bad news was, being a Mercedes vehicle AND Easter weekend and having to work at the show, he couldn’t get the window repaired. It poured rain on Saturday night and plastic and cardboard had to do.
To add insult to injury, there is no glass coverage on the van, and a high deductible on the homeowner’s insurance, so replacement is all out of pocket.
Two hours later: Okay, now I’m doing laundry and the kitchen sink and guest toilet are blooping. Something isn’t right. Ewe! We have a problem, Houston. Lord, have mercy. How am I going to tell my husband when he gets home tonight?
My poor hubby was definitely the bug this weekend, because the show sucked. In fact, the last two consecutive festivals in Houston and Dallas were abysmal.
This is probably the worst time in recent history to be an artisan/photographer in America but some souls choose the most challenging routes, don’t they? They are tough sons of bitches.
I now have to take anything I can get in the way of employment, before my other half goes off the deep end because from his perspective he takes two steps forward and a dozen back—with no end in sight. He feels like he’s hemorrhaging money, poor guy. (I draw the line at McDonalds and Wal-Mart.)
I was going to say, “at least we have our health”, but I think I’ll leave it at that and continue to envision a life of ease and abundance for all… NOW.
To think that these trials are nothing in comparison to the torture and slaughter others on this planet endure each day really puts it into perspective though, doesn’t it? As Mum says, “This too shall pass.”
Cheers, and may the sun soon chase the storm clouds from YOUR life. ~ BP
We had days of horizon to horizon heavy Chemtrails in the Sedona/Cottonwood area. TV News says all our breathing issues are due to such warm weather and Springtime, naturally, not a mention of the blue sky saturated white with chemicals raining down on us. (worthless weather reports).
I am a 60 year old native of AZ. This is not the blue sky I walked a mile on a dirt road to the bus stop under. Are they trying to cool us down, blocking the sun with the spray? LOL!!! This is Arizona, a known desert region. Pssst! It is hot here naturally.
The spraying makes me want to write something nasty to the pilots on my barn roof! I hear laser pointers are not appreciated by pilots, does that include the non existent Chemtrail pilots also? Just asking ((:
Omg how do I email you? I live in Prescott valley,wanted to email quick. Fyi news alerts just came in…widespread power outages in DC and Whitehouse right now
Lisa…thanks. I just got an email about that and posted it. Interesting.
That view !!! The Superstitions have never looked so beautiful Molly!
Hoping for easier times ahead for you both.
(Aside: just sent to you on paypal what I can afford right now. Positive vibrations coming your way for getting over the hump.)
Hi Molly,
Thanks always for your spiritual, humorous, worldly/other worldly perspective. I noticed bugs on the windshield for the first time this year a day or two ago here in Pa., so your headline really caught my eye.
Noticed some chemtrails as usual, too, but the perps have something coming their way… instant karmic whiplash to the rescue! Best wishes for you.
https://demetrius13.wordpress.com/2015/04/07/instant-karmic-whiplash/
Thank you very much, Demetrius, and bravo for a great post! Thank you for sharing so much.
Hi,
Did you ever try Septic Cleanse?You might want to check it out
Have a bless day
Love and Light
Claudette
Perspective? Yes. Thanks for this. I loved it!
Many years ago, my cousin took several beautiful pictures of blooming desert plants. The vivid colors of the blooms against rock and craggy cactus were stunning! Long story short – she had the photos made into a small collection of glossy-finish note cards on medium/heavy stock. I was lucky enough to get a set; but, thinking I could find something similar after those were gone, I used them all very quickly. I have spent the last many years (30?) looking for similar note cards, and there are none! Has your husband ever considered making his own line of cards? Just a thought…
Nobody…I like those note cards but no, he isn’t interested in using his images on that kind of a medium—at least not at the moment. He likes to go big and control the reproduction quality.
I am so sorry to hear of your difficulties. You have one thing though that am sure sees you through the good and bad times and that’s a husband that loves you, and you two work things out when they need it.
As bad as thing seem now, it will get better and new opportunities and doors opening will become common things once again. The best to you and your husband and many thanks for all you do in educating us all.
P…thank you. We have much to be thankful for, and plenty of stories to laugh about later.