christine - i hope you realize i was teasing you<g>. but i did
enjoy your post. well, maybe just mostly teasing. you know how
cats can be. "leave me alone, human", but when they're ready for
attention.....
it's not the sweet, tweety birds that are eating my peaches this
year. it's those mean but oh-so important bees. i don't want to
complain too much because i feel blessed to have plenty around for
pollination, but it seems to me they could stop short of eating them.
i have to whop the branches with my cap before i pick the fruit and
this morning i missed one; as i wrapped my hand around the peach,
he stung me. but he's dead, and the peach is mine. minus a bite
or two. i don't know much about bees, but was suprised by how non-
aggresive these were. wasps and yellow-jackets seem to attack just
because you've entered "their" space. and they don't stop stinging
till you're on the ground, gasping for air. but with the exception
of the one i stuck my finger on, these guys just bussed around and
ignore me.
and, yes, i'm ignoring that other question. at least for now. i
like to talk about my time in the tenderloin. i had a blast, even
through the bad moments. what led me there (aside from the 'ol, it
was where i was supposed to be) is the painful part. eight years
seems like no time at all for some memories and wounds. i'm glad
you asked the question, though, even if it's meant i've gone through
a lot of band-aids this morning(g). i cope these days by driving
myself so hard that i don't have time or energy left over for
memories to come through. but some new things are (or could be)
happening in my life that won't if i don't drag some of this stuff
out and take it to a garage sale. usually i decide that a new life
isn't worth the trouble. but maybe.... i think alexa is right that
being happy is the real challenge.
tell me a story from the city of san. wouldcha please.(g)
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