A Slight Summer Squall

Mother Nature ushered in Lammas/Lughnasadh (August 1, 2022) with a little shower that morning. The temps were in the 80’s which made for a very humid day, but when we ventured outside to run some errands the air smelled fresh and clean.

The squall did not last long and the sky gave way to some beautiful sunsets that evening.

At 11:00pm the temps were still in the low 80s. I LOVE warm Summer nights. I revel in them. When I was re-designing the Concrete Jungle this year I did it specifically with that in mind. My Magickal Space.

You may have to turn the volume up because I was whispering (All our neighbors were asleep.) Ramses was having the time of his life. We have seldom had the chance to enjoy a late evening in the patio.

Blessed Be to All.

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In the summertime when the weather is hot…

What else says “Summer” like taking in a baseball game? Nothing, that’s what. We were right behind home plate yesterday to watch the San Jose Giants beat the Rancho Cucamonga Quakes at Excite Ballpark. (Got some burnt knees to prove it, too. There was absolutely no shade where we were sitting. Next time: sunscreen.)


Tim enjoyed beer and a Polish dog…

while I chose wine (!) and nasty ballpark nachos. (Seriously, that’s what I call them.) One of the very few times I indulge in unhealthy food. The only thing here that wasn’t “suspect” was the pickled jalapeños. LOL

Life’s for living, yeah, that’s our philosophy…
– Mungo Jerry

(Ear worm)

More Sounds of Summer

Boys of Summer (Don Henley)
(For some reason this song reminds me of a scene in the film Suddenly Last Summer)

Summertime Girls (Y&T)
California Girls (David Lee Roth)
Summer in the City (The Lovin’ Spoonful)
Hot in the City (Billy Idol)
Summer Breeze (Seals & Crofts)
Cruel Summer (Bananarama)
Cruel Summer (Blestenation Mix – from the Blue Crush soundtrack)
Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polkadot Bikini (Bryan Hyland)
Summer Nights (from the Grease soundtrack)

(Actually, ANYTHING from the Grease soundtrack…)

Summer Nights (Van Halen)
Margaritaville (Jimmy Buffet)

Just about everything by The Beach Boys
Anything by Dick Dale

and…drum roll, please:
Those Lazy-Hazy-Crazy Days of Summer (Nat King Cole)

Finally, summer means heirloom tomatoes. Today I made a “Deconstructed Caprese sandwich Salad”. Tomatoes, chunks of sourdough & mozzerella, fresh basil, and plenty of EVOO. Yum.

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2021 (8.23) TGIF?

I awoke this morning with an earworm:

No clue why. Haven’t heard the song in I don’t know how long and don’t workout to it (although we used to many moons ago when I taught aerobic classes at 24-Hour Fitness). Not a bad song to wake up to, though. Made me want to go outside and enjoy the early morning peacefulness…but first I had my “morning chores”:

  • Started brewing coffee
  • Woke-up CarnieVIL Central and check everyone’s water levels
  • Watered a few houseplants downstairs
  • Checked plants in the Concrete Jungle
  • Retrieved Ramses (who always darts out the back door when it’s opened)
  • Fed said feline
  • Poured myself a cup of coffee – FINALLY

I have been experiencing the urge to feel grass under my feet. Or at least some soil. With cup in hand I padded out, barefoot, and found a small patch of soil to stand on. The spot was right next to the driveway and was bathed in morning sun. It was perfect.

As much as I love cute shoes I never wear them around the house. (I do slip on my flip-flops when taking out the trash because sometimes I see bits of glass around the dumpsters.) To quote my late Father, I am a “hayseed” because I never wore shoes as a child either.

Gillian Holroyd

So I’m standing on my tiny patch of Earth, drinking my coffee, and watching the world go by on our street. Many people walking dogs, others are just walking themselves. One black-and-white, long-muzzed dog kept his/her nose glued to the sidewalk all the way up the street and back down again. Must be some good smells going on!

I moved around to the front of the complex so I could walk upon the wet grass. Heavenly. I love the smell of wet grass. The grass here is part clover and reminds me of a patchwork quilt.

There are studies which show that a physical connection with Mother Earth has many health benefits. EMF radiation alone can interfere with our bodies’ natural frequencies. When we constantly use mobile devices close to our bodies over long periods of time, exposure to EMF radiation can become harmful. Studies have found links between EMF exposure and minor health concerns such as headaches and skin rashes, to very serious concerns, such as fertility problems, DNA fragmentation, cell damage, and cancerous tumors.

“The Earth has its own unique heartbeat, also known as the Schumann Resonance, which refers to the natural frequency of the electromagnetic field of the planet and pulsates steadily at 7.83 Hz. This frequency can reach up to 16.5 Hz varying with changes of seasons, solar flares and other earthly phenomenon.
In our brains, alpha waves span the frequency range of 7.5–12.5 Hz, which is almost the same frequency of Earth’s natural heartbeat. These alpha waves are present in our brains during early sleep, deep relaxation, dreaming and meditation. These waves help to regenerate cells and promote healing in our bodies and are proven to promote mental coordination, calmness, alertness, inner awareness, mind/body integration and learning.
Humans have been grounding for millions of years, evolving as a species in connection with the Earth’s natural frequency and energy.”  [source]

Note: Although grounding has been shown to reduce the induced body voltages generated by exposure to ELF, it cannot fully protect us from EMF radiation when using laptops, tablets, cell phones and other electronic devices directly against our bodies.

Further reading:
Here’s Why Going Barefoot Benefits Your Body
Natural Frequencies vs. Man-Made Electromagnetic Fields (EMFs)

And even if you’re a skeptic, going Barefoot in the Park (watch out for dog poop) won’t hurt you – and may even make you feel like a kid again!!!

‘Kayso, I spent sufficient time physically bonding with Mother Earth that I had finished my cup of coffee, so I headed back home. I decided to Take the Long Way Home (I’m killin’ it with the song references today!) and saw some vignettes I had to share. Grabbing my trusty iPod I went back outside (still barefoot) to snap some pictures.

“Pretty pic-tures”

Tomorrow Tim is driving down to Porterville to join his sisters in burying their father. He will be gone until next Thursday. I am not accompanying him (Cat. Plants.), but they are in my heart and prayers. Although Ramses will, no doubt, continue to get into all kinds of mischief, we will both miss him. July’s Full Moon (called Herb or Buck Moon) will appear in the skies tonight, which means Tim will be extra careful on the roadways tomorrow. I have reminded him. Will probably remind him again tomorrow morning. And shield him. And wait for him to text me at every stop he makes along the way. And call me when he gets to the hotel and when he leaves on Thursday…ad infinitum.

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State of the State (and an Update)

I could tell it would be hot and humid today just by looking at the morning sky. Could smell a slight dampness in the air, too. Parts of California will be seeing triple digit numbers this weekend; however, they’re only forecasting 90° here. Except for around Los Angeles and San Diego, California is in an extreme state of drought. We all seem to be cutting back on our water usage but then again, we’ve become used to it. Driving around the neighborhoods I see brown lawns AND yards that have been (smartly) planted with drought-tolerant plants. It’s too late to re-scape now because even “drought-tolerant” plants need regular, deep watering to help them get established. Perhaps we’ll see more re-scaping towards the end of the year because if done right (i.e., aesthetically pleasing) the results can be quite stunning.

Those of us who are confined to container gardening have it good. No water is absorbed into the surrounding ground, so less water is used. Since today’s gonna be a “scorcher” around here I got my ass out of bed at the crack of dawn to get coffee made and start hydrating the plants – indoors and out. While coffee’s brewing I take stock of the (new) CarnieVIL Central to see who needs water:

Then I check all the plants on the table in the dining room, doubling back to the kitchen to assess the carnies on the windowsill. I have a few plants outside the front door so those got a good soaking. By this time, coffee was ready!!!

Normally, my little four-legged shadow sleeps with me but apparently he spent the entire night worrying a cockroach. I found the poor thing in the downstairs bathroom on its back, half-dead. It had crawled under the door to get away from Ramses’ paws. (No, I did NOT give it back to the cat. I humanely put it to rest.) His night-long rampage did not deter him from following me into the Concrete Jungle…

Fresh water for the bird bath: check. Clean and refill the Hummer Café: check. Sweep up bird seed and dirt made from the squirrel rooting around in my Arabian Jasmine plant: check. Give plants a drink: check. Extricate Ramses from a cubbyhole he shouldn’t BE IN: check. All the other houseplants were watered last night so it’s time to finish my coffee and face the rest of this beautiful day.

and time for Ramses to catch some ZZZZ’s

Before you go, be sure to read the update on Steve I posted this morning.
(There’s a really cute video.)

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