The musings and ideas of a poor fool with a broken mind who is trying to gather the pieces together again.
Tuesday, August 11, 2020
Monarch Butterfly
Monday, August 10, 2020
My Favorite Butterfly
Saturday, August 8, 2020
Baby Carriage
I saw a swallowtail butterfly eating from the fuchsia flowers. She put he strawlike beak into the flower and took it out, and into the next. This one had the yellow, but not the blue and orange eyes on the wings. watched her eating for a couple of minutes. Then she flew away.
Walking on I saw my old neighbor Ann Margaret. She said hello and walked past and away. She is older and married with grown up children. When I was a child she used to babysit me.
Walking on I saw a black cat walking past my path. I was not afraid. Also, earlier on the walk there was a young woman pushing a baby carriage, but inside the carriage was a gray cat and not a child.
And there were workers in trucks clearing the trees which fell in the storm from the streets.
Tuesday, August 4, 2020
Hurricane
Our neighbors' electricity did not go out. They were kind and offered to run an extension cord from their house in to ours so we could have some electricity. My father thanked them graciously. We plugged in the refrigerator and the modem so we have food, phone, and internet now. We bought some battery operated lights for around the house.
Yesterday I was talking to my therapist and she told me that today there was a hurricane coming. I did not know because I do not watch TV. I told her that maybe the big tree in our backyard would fall down and if it did it would land on my room and kill me. And the next day a big branch from the tree did fall down, but not on our house, on the power line and our neighbor's garage.
So luckily we are all okay. But we can't cook and we have no lights except for the battery ones. Everyone is alright.
Saturday, August 1, 2020
Brown Scapular Sighting
On my first walk this morning on the avenue I walked by a gray stray cat. The cat was just sitting there and she let me walk up to her. She was occupied eating grass. I did not know cat's ate grass.
Looking out the window a starling flew from inside our house (they have a nest there, below the gutter) to the electric wire that runs to the pole in the back. The starling pooed out white poop which fell to the ground, and then another bird flew up and started wrestling with the starling. I could not tell what kind of bird this was, I thought maybe a mourning dove. The two birds fell down out of sight and I did not see them again.
Father Pfeiffer is a Bishop now. In Kentucky. If you know who he is. He was just consecrated by a Thuc line Bishop named Webster. I went to his Masses four times. Twice under the SSPX and twice after he left. Now he is in Kentucky as the leader of what many regard as a cult. I believe he is a dogmatic geocenrist, but he opposes the flat earth movement.
As of now, Saturday evening, the moon is almost full. Father drove us to Bay Shore. While parked, I was waiting in the car when I saw a gaggle of crows. They cried out, two fought with each other. On telephone wires and old buildings. Birds of ill omens. Heart Shaped Box.