LOOK WHAT I FOUND THIS MORNING!!!
LOOK WHAT I FOUND THIS MORNING!!!
I haven’t put up a new post lately ’cause of Spring Break. I had both Saver of Bugs and Spider Bait home for a whole week! It was WONDERFUL and much too short.
We did manage to get some work done. Mainly a total overhaul of the Hermie tanks and a good cleaning of some smaller fishy tanks.
With life having gone to heck last spring, I’ve been a less than thorough fish mama. While water changes were maintained, plant trimming and siphoning were neglected. I now have jungles where fish tanks should be. Saver also needed to take care of a couple of small tanks as well. Enjoy the clean!
Also this Spring Break I decided to make some Blueberry Muffins! With real Blueberries! Turns out they didn’t do a thing for my kids! *sigh*
Just three more tanks to clean! (GROAN……)
In a burst of industriousness, I scrubbed and bleached a one gallon fish tank that had been overrun with nasty blue-green algae awhile back. I then put one of my bettas in it. It was wonderful to see him swimming around in a shiny clean tank instead of his bowl. After he’s been in the tank for a week and has gotten used to swimming in tank currents, or when I get my 5 gallon stripped, I’ll move him to the 5 gallon.
As I was strolling through a local pet store (I shop pet stores like some women shop for shoes. 🙂 ), I spotted baby bettas! Most were rather skinny and iffy. But I did find one I was willing to take a risk buying (Two whole dollars!).
Hermit Crab Cleaning Itself
Visitors to the Yard
Time for bed! Nite!
I really have been blogging for a whole year! It’s my darling daughter’s birthday again! Wow!
You can view last year’s post here and see what an awesome smile she has! https://crittersandchaos.wordpress.com/2012/04/30/once-upon-a-time-i-was-immortal-or-happy-birthday-to-saver-of-bugs/
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAUGHTER!
This year I’m sending you pictures of fuzzies and fish from home.
Happy Birthday from all your humans, too!
Hugs n smooches, sweetie!
As for all the spring funks that seem to be going around, a conversation with a ‘found’ relative that joined us for Easter Sunday snapped something back into my brain. (A lot of dusty file cabinets in there.) Once Upon A Time Long, Long Ago… when I was working horses and gardening and nature loving on a daily basis and was in tune with the seasons, this part of spring was expected and accepted. It was known as March Madness (and had nothing at all to do with basketball) or Spring Fever (and had nothing at all to do with big retail sales). This really hit me in the face since I have been struggling for several weeks now.
Between the lengthening days, more noticeable now, and the dramatic swings in the weather (that barometric pressure going up and down affects your body), animals and people alike are restless, moody, depressed and ecstatic all at the same time. Life can swoop from awful to wonderful from one step to another. It is just that time of year.
Those believing in Fairies say the upheaval is the passing of seasons from one Fairy Queen to the next.
Greek mythology talks of Demeter (in brief, Goddess of the Harvest), cursing the world and taking life from all growing things; when her daughter Persephone is taken to the underworld by Hades. The deal to bring Persephone back is that for 4 months of the year she must return to the underworld. During that time Demeter grieves and nothing grows. Persephone’s return marks the beginning of spring.
Pagans and Witches have celebrated Ostara for hundreds of years (It’s the precursor to the Christian holiday of Easter). This holiday is celebrated on the Spring Equinox when the hours of day and night are equal. It is a celebration of rebirth as the world awakens from its winter sleep and “life” begins anew.
It’s all about Change. From our seasonal sleep we are thrust fairly abruptly into our “awakening”. There is a primal need, often unacknowledged by us humans, to take advantage of the cycle of growth, resulting in “March Madness” or “Spring Fever”. When I was working on the farms, allowances were made for man and animal alike. “This too shall pass.” (Or in some cases, “Aw hell, it’s spring again.”) In this “modern” civilization we forget that we, too, are creatures of Mother Earth and thus subject, to a certain extent, to her whims. We may forget our “roots” but our bodies don’t. We need to be patient with ourselves and others right now. Acknowledge and accept the unsettled feelings as part of life’s cycles. Remember that with this huge burst of Mother’s Earth’s creative energies, things are bound to be unstable for a while. Just hold on tight!
Life At Our House
Saver went LARPing this weekend. I’m currently sitting here waiting for a text message or Skype bloop announcing her return.
This weekend was spent with Spider Bait’s last high school play. *sigh*
While doing some sorting and when I was running around the store and some unintentional site jumps on the computer, I kept coming up against Prayer shawls, wraps, and stoles. As I mentioned above, the past few weeks have not been fun for me and having something semi-quick to make (I’m slower than dirt) would help save my sanity and make me feel as if something was getting accomplished. And it just so happened I had 5 skeins of yarn that have been sitting around for several years waiting to be made into something. They were clearancing them out and the colors were beautiful. So now they’re a shawl. I just wish the photos did the colors justice.
Fur Babies and Other Friends
While Saver was home on Spring Break she combined her 5 gallon fish tank and her 2 gallon fish tank into a 10 gallon fish tank.
Fish are HARD to photograph! They refuse to sit still! Here are some of the ‘clearer’ pics:
And since my tanks are as overgrown as Saver’s, I really should do some Spring Cleaning myself!
Out In The Yard
Spring is finally showing itself!
I’m going to leave you with a quote from Robert Frost:
“I’m not confused, I’m just well mixed.”
(Squee! Saver arrived safely back at school as I was checking this after I posted it. NOW I can go to bed!)
So the New Year has begun and here I am again looking back at the old one shaking my head at the lack of progress. Granted, there was a lot of ‘not fun’, especially financially, but still. Damn. Um, darn. I said, “Darn”.
One of the things I know and has come up before is if I don’t take time for my outer self and my inner self, I’ll stall out and get buried under all the crap. So some me time is in order. I know, I know. I keep coming back to this. I need to find some way or some thing to jump-start me in the morning through the fog before half the day is gone so I remember to take care of myself. Me first!
***On my list is becoming a runner again. I totally dropped the ball on that one this summer. No time, no time, no time. Excuses, excuses, excuses. I’m going to start penciling this in first.
***My animals. I have not been caring for them with my ‘A’ game and very little interaction. My hermit crabs are all skittish again. My fish tanks are plant choked. No calm swimmy viewing for me, limited swimming room for them. Etc., etc. So Guilt, Guilt, Guilt.
***Plants. My outside gardens are a joke. I have no inside gardens going. And a vegetable garden? Not unless -I- make it so.
These all keep me happy and sane. So I have to get them back in my life and put out all the fires after. Including the never-ending mess that is my house.
While I was writing this Saver of Bugs was sitting down the couch from me on her computer and posted a poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson in the comments to yesterday’s post. It so fits what I need to do, mentally. So I’m stealing it for today as well. And I think this is going to wind up on some pretty paper for me to hang somewhere obvious. Saver rocks.
Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.
Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in. Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense.
This new day is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.
There is a bug living in this house that we need to look up. He is very noisy and as I was typing this he landed on my crystals. I decided to take a picture to have when I looked him up and ‘Surprise!’ I discovered my end table is a really good place to take pictures of my crystals! Bonus! So say, “Hi!”
So now I’m off to end my day writing in my Gratitude Journal. Onward Ho!
I started typing up a post about being immortal that went wide and wound up being something else I’m going to save for a future post. So now what? I have daily stuff to put up, but I’m kinda side tracked mentally cause I want to go finish that other post. But it’s for later and here I am now. I could whine. I’m really, really good at whining. How about my favorite – lack of sleep? Cause computer crap ran around and around and around in my head last night. No? Darn. Well, I’ll just go straight to one of my favorite quotes then.
“I open the door. The gorgeous guest from afar sweeps in. In her hands are her gifts – the gifts of hours and far-seeing moments, the gift of mornings and evenings, the gift of spring and summer, the gift of autumn and winter. She must have searched the heavens for boons so rare.” –Abbie Graham
Life At Our House
Mom got to do really exciting things today. You know, like laundry. Spider Bait got to go to work today from 9-1 and learn to pinch the heads off geraniums. About a thousand of them in there. (Mom is chuckling gleefully.) The past 2 Sundays he worked, he helped pot up about five thousand starters (helped remember, not by himself). And this is a small greenhouse! Saver of Bugs worked there her junior and senior years and it looks like Spider Bait will too.
After work, father and son went on a Boy Scout fishing venture. Mom was very happy when they did not come home covered in mud this time. And the only thing they smelled of was wood smoke.
Fur Babies and Other Friends
Saver of Bugs you get another picture of Annie today. Espe is refusing to pose.
Today was change the air stones in the fish tanks day. And also hook up new pumps. It didn’t go quite as smoothly as I had hoped. It turns out that some airstones I had grabbed in a hurry had ends that were tooooo small. It meant I was cutting new airline tubing and jerry rigging things to make them stay on the tubes. It got really fun when I went to re-change what I thought was a bad airstone and found out that it wasn’t bad. It had just simply fallen off down into the uplift tube. (Your tank Saver of Bugs) It had to come out because it was blocking the tube and thus the airflow into the tank. But taking the big uplift tube out would make an unholy gravel mess that I just didn’t want to deal with. And then it hit me! Jumbo chopsticks! We have these really long chopsticks hooked together with string that have pointy ends! (And I have no idea where we got them.) Well there was room for one chopstick in there next to the airstone but not both. Grrrrr. (Now think of this, I’m standing on a stool next to a high dresser so I can see down into a tank I just finished topping off with water, flashlight in one hand and big awkward chopsticks in the other. I might have gotten some water over the side onto the dresser.) Inspiration finally struck. I could wedge the airstone against the big tube with one chopstick and jam the pointy end of the other chopstick into the hole of the airstone and then lift it out. Hurray! Problem solved, airstone reconnected.
I had, after several months of messing with air pump parts, caved and ordered some new air pumps. Strange new air pumps. I have been using Elite’s for years. They were a good and reasonably priced air pump. I hate change. I mean, really dislike it. So I was not happy ordering strange air pumps. But they are here and so to change the pumps.
They work. But I wish they still made my favorite Elite’s.
Saver of Bugs – I did a head count and all fish are present and accounted for. But we really need to have a talk about all that cryptocoryne. The leaves have practically sealed the top of tank off and are blocking quite a bit of the light.
Here is a pic of Hopeful Harry (Jake) lying on the kitchen floor wishing for handouts after dinner. We had carrots and he luuuuuves carrots. So much so he now knows the sound of the peeler. Start peeling something and he will come running and sniffing, hoping it’s a carrot up there and that he will get some.
Out in the Yard
Spring has officially sprung. Just look at those dandelions in the header! A handful of them are feeding my hermit crabs who adore eating fresh dandelion flowers.
Tomorrow I tackle my debris strewn kitchen table!