I have--had, red, reed, ridded, has been ridding.
See, not to hard to conjugate verbs in English.
But some people seem to have difficulty.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3U22rkkWsk&feature=youtu.be
November 13, 2013
November 7, 2013
Coffee Pots
The coffee tasted a little off one day. After a couple sips I realized that I had left the coffee-cleaner solution in the pot and made coffee with it. Al drank a whole cup of it!
No after-effects were noticed.
No after-effects were noticed.
Cook
Today I got hit with an urge to cook something different.
I frequently see interesting recipes I would like to try if I had the patience, but I don't, so I don't. So this time I looked soup recipes and ended making the simplest soup without following a recipe--tomato paste, water, green peppers, onions, salt--warmed it up and ate it while the vegetables were still crunchy. Nothing exciting, but it would be a good warmer-upper on a winter day.
Then I made some pancakes, again no recipe -- white flour, rice flour, egg, oil, water, lots of thyme, a speck of paprika, salt, baking soda. Not bad I guess.
I frequently see interesting recipes I would like to try if I had the patience, but I don't, so I don't. So this time I looked soup recipes and ended making the simplest soup without following a recipe--tomato paste, water, green peppers, onions, salt--warmed it up and ate it while the vegetables were still crunchy. Nothing exciting, but it would be a good warmer-upper on a winter day.
Then I made some pancakes, again no recipe -- white flour, rice flour, egg, oil, water, lots of thyme, a speck of paprika, salt, baking soda. Not bad I guess.
November 5, 2013
Romanian
I love everything Romanian. After listening to a little Romanian gospel music, I'm starting to revive.
The past few weeks have been very depressing, due to my foot condition getting suddenly much worse. I tried to drown out depression by burying myself in studying Greek. It worked for a while. But at the back of my mind has been the feeling that I really need to do something else. I wish someone would hit me on the head and make me stop studying Greek and do something more useful. Like maybe sew or write some music -- which means I have to face reality, both the good and the bad. The bad is trying to drown me, but really it's a matter of perspective, and soon I hope I'll regain the right perspective.
So I checked a link to some Romanian music someone sent me, and immediately started getting ideas for tunes. I resisted most of them, because I really am too disorganized at present to do it right, but that's the direction I'm headed, anyway.
Ioan 3:30 Trebuie ca El să crească, iar eu să mă micşorez.
He must increase, but I must decrease.
Iona 1:14 ...Căci, Tu, Doamne, faci ce vrei!
...Thou, O LORD, hast done as it please thee.
The past few weeks have been very depressing, due to my foot condition getting suddenly much worse. I tried to drown out depression by burying myself in studying Greek. It worked for a while. But at the back of my mind has been the feeling that I really need to do something else. I wish someone would hit me on the head and make me stop studying Greek and do something more useful. Like maybe sew or write some music -- which means I have to face reality, both the good and the bad. The bad is trying to drown me, but really it's a matter of perspective, and soon I hope I'll regain the right perspective.
So I checked a link to some Romanian music someone sent me, and immediately started getting ideas for tunes. I resisted most of them, because I really am too disorganized at present to do it right, but that's the direction I'm headed, anyway.
Ioan 3:30 Trebuie ca El să crească, iar eu să mă micşorez.
He must increase, but I must decrease.
Iona 1:14 ...Căci, Tu, Doamne, faci ce vrei!
...Thou, O LORD, hast done as it please thee.
Depression
How do you fight depression? There are many tips you can probably find somewhere but here are some of mine. First of all, don't try to be logical. There's already something messed up with your logic, so it isn't going to work. Instead, do something stupid or creative.
One way I get by is by writing stupid poetry. I mean as stupid as I can think of. I could probably win a prize for stupid poetry. Here comes one right now.
Conversation:
Me: I am a bird but birds don't like me.
Him: "I'm a real bird, and humans affright me."
Me: I'm not a human, I'm flying, see?
Him: "You're not! and it looks like you're grounded to me."
Me: But you don't understand, no one ever does.
Him: "You don't have feathers, just a little head-fuzz."
Me: But I have wings and I'm way up high.
Him: "Then the world's upside down and the grass is the sky."
Me: I'm going someplace, I'm free, I'm wild!
Him: "Tch, tch! My poor little, poor little child!"
One way I get by is by writing stupid poetry. I mean as stupid as I can think of. I could probably win a prize for stupid poetry. Here comes one right now.
Conversation:
Me: I am a bird but birds don't like me.
Him: "I'm a real bird, and humans affright me."
Me: I'm not a human, I'm flying, see?
Him: "You're not! and it looks like you're grounded to me."
Me: But you don't understand, no one ever does.
Him: "You don't have feathers, just a little head-fuzz."
Me: But I have wings and I'm way up high.
Him: "Then the world's upside down and the grass is the sky."
Me: I'm going someplace, I'm free, I'm wild!
Him: "Tch, tch! My poor little, poor little child!"
Marigolds. And Petunias.
I feel like writing about marigolds today.
Everybody knows what marigolds are. They come in large medium and small, yeah i know i left out a comma, and in various red orange yellow and gold. S. One year I planted a nice patch of small orange ones in the garden next to the beets. When they were in full bloom, our black cat would stroll through them, (do you prefer semi-colons?) and the black-orange-green made a pretty sight.
There is another kind of marigold that I once planted. They were weaker, delicate plants and had single flowers, about 1/4" across, and lots of lacy green leaves between the flowers. I like the idea of nice greenery in between flowers, rather than the exaggerated blossoms of recent creation that don't leave any room for leaves.
Speaking of exaggerated, it's crazy what they have done to petunias (let's don't get into those monstrous deformed tulips!). In the beginning they (the petunias) came in limited colors and grew on trailing weedy plants. Then they started making them with deeper colors and more compact plants. Then they had to recover the trailing-ness, without losing the concentration of fat bright flowers.
But if you start with the original old-fashioned petunias, and care for them right, they do quite well. I had one super-petunia plant one time and without a comma I'll tell you how I made it super. I started with one small plant, with light lavendar blossoms (as I found out later, since it wasn't blooming at the time), and planted it early in the spring in rich but heavy clay soil. Maybe without the comma I should say "rich-but-heavy". Or maybe it was "heavy-but-rich." As it grew, I pinched it off every so often, and I mean I really pinched it--not just an inch or two here and there, but a foot at a time. The more I pinched it, [important comma] the more it grew. I ended up with a mound of flowers 6 feet in
diameter! comma or something, with loads of flowers and just the right amount of greenery in between.
I really miss growing things, bad place for a comma, not meaning things that grow, but the activity of trying to get them to grow--and sometimes succeeding. I really miss Indiana--Comma, dot dot dot.
Everybody knows what marigolds are. They come in large medium and small, yeah i know i left out a comma, and in various red orange yellow and gold. S. One year I planted a nice patch of small orange ones in the garden next to the beets. When they were in full bloom, our black cat would stroll through them, (do you prefer semi-colons?) and the black-orange-green made a pretty sight.
There is another kind of marigold that I once planted. They were weaker, delicate plants and had single flowers, about 1/4" across, and lots of lacy green leaves between the flowers. I like the idea of nice greenery in between flowers, rather than the exaggerated blossoms of recent creation that don't leave any room for leaves.
Speaking of exaggerated, it's crazy what they have done to petunias (let's don't get into those monstrous deformed tulips!). In the beginning they (the petunias) came in limited colors and grew on trailing weedy plants. Then they started making them with deeper colors and more compact plants. Then they had to recover the trailing-ness, without losing the concentration of fat bright flowers.
But if you start with the original old-fashioned petunias, and care for them right, they do quite well. I had one super-petunia plant one time and without a comma I'll tell you how I made it super. I started with one small plant, with light lavendar blossoms (as I found out later, since it wasn't blooming at the time), and planted it early in the spring in rich but heavy clay soil. Maybe without the comma I should say "rich-but-heavy". Or maybe it was "heavy-but-rich." As it grew, I pinched it off every so often, and I mean I really pinched it--not just an inch or two here and there, but a foot at a time. The more I pinched it, [important comma] the more it grew. I ended up with a mound of flowers 6 feet in
diameter! comma or something, with loads of flowers and just the right amount of greenery in between.
I really miss growing things, bad place for a comma, not meaning things that grow, but the activity of trying to get them to grow--and sometimes succeeding. I really miss Indiana--Comma, dot dot dot.
Hummingbirds
I feel like writing about hummingbirds today.
There are hummingbirds--or at least some kind of sapsuckers--here in Israel, but they don't hum. They can hover over a flower to suck nectar, but I don't know if they can fly backwards. They are pretty little birds, black with iridescent shoulders and long curved beaks, and you often see them on the red flowers of bottle-brush trees.
The kind I am used to, however, is the ruby-throated hummingbird. It is green with a ruby throat that looks red only if you see it at the right angle, and disappears when you look from another angle. They fly in any direction, and sometimes do a little dance that's as if they're on a swing.
Hummingbirds are almost like large bumblebees, both because of their size and because of the buzzing noise their wings make. Once I thought I heard the distant sound of a chain saw in the woods behind us, and then realized it was a hummingbird right near my head!
We kept hummingbird feeders on our porch, and you could get a pretty close-up view of them when they came to feed. One feeder had red plastic flowers on it, and the other had yellow plastic flowers. The hummingbirds definitely preferred the yellow ones.
Once I had a hummingbird follow me while I was carrying a tray of petunias I was getting ready to plant. Another time one hovered right in front of my face, perhaps attracted by the glint of my glasses. They like all kinds of flowers, including daylilies and beebalm. I don't imagine they like marigolds.
There are hummingbirds--or at least some kind of sapsuckers--here in Israel, but they don't hum. They can hover over a flower to suck nectar, but I don't know if they can fly backwards. They are pretty little birds, black with iridescent shoulders and long curved beaks, and you often see them on the red flowers of bottle-brush trees.
The kind I am used to, however, is the ruby-throated hummingbird. It is green with a ruby throat that looks red only if you see it at the right angle, and disappears when you look from another angle. They fly in any direction, and sometimes do a little dance that's as if they're on a swing.
Hummingbirds are almost like large bumblebees, both because of their size and because of the buzzing noise their wings make. Once I thought I heard the distant sound of a chain saw in the woods behind us, and then realized it was a hummingbird right near my head!
We kept hummingbird feeders on our porch, and you could get a pretty close-up view of them when they came to feed. One feeder had red plastic flowers on it, and the other had yellow plastic flowers. The hummingbirds definitely preferred the yellow ones.
Once I had a hummingbird follow me while I was carrying a tray of petunias I was getting ready to plant. Another time one hovered right in front of my face, perhaps attracted by the glint of my glasses. They like all kinds of flowers, including daylilies and beebalm. I don't imagine they like marigolds.
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