A Spec in Time Series

Feb 1^st, 2025

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It has been quite a week in our little city and across our whole NC state. First, we got about 4 inches of ice and sleet. It refroze every night, as we had barely seen temps above freezing. Then this weekend, it snowed continuously for about 23 hours. My foot-long school ruler was buried, so I’m guessing about 12 to 13 inches in the yard. My car will probably be stuck at the bottom of the driveway until March. It turns out that Lazlo loves the snow. He has spent much of his time bouncing through it.

I’m sure that the groundhog in the back yard is going to stick his little paw at us out of a snow bank and flip us off, then disappear for another month.

It gave me a lot of time to look out the window at the backyard. I watched the birds, put on boots to fill the feeders. Unfortunately, the heater and breaker broke in my greenhouse. I was able to save a few plants. We replaced the breaker, but things are not good. I think I have lost many more plants. It will take a week to know which plants that were brought inside will make it. The others will not. The sad thing about it all is that I have all the parts needed to upgrade the entire guts of the greenhouse, but because of the ice, my handyman couldn’t get out to complete the project. If all the parts had arrived a month ago, this would not have been a problem. It’s all timing.

The news from Minnesota has also deeply hurt me. I cannot even find the words yet to express my feelings that consist of Anger, Sadness, Fear, Loathing, Injustice, and Happiness that the population and the world are waking up and starting to fight back against our government. It needs to happen. This administration wanted to burn the status quo to the ground. They are managing this goal with flying colors. I have such swirling in my soul over the desecration that has happened and will continue to happen. Yes, things needed some change; it is, after all, the reason we vote for our representatives. Get out the vote for this next election. We must find ways to fight back. We knew this was going to happen; it is just worse than expected. Many have screamed at the top of their voices in the past and now to warn all, yet many ignored it. Too many.

It has felt this way to me for a while, but now the evil of humans is coming forth in a tsunami of anger, hate, and self-righteousness.  I actually wish that we get shunned more on the world stage. I’d like to see the Olympic committee strip our flag as they did with the Russian invasion of Ukraine. What is happening here is appalling. We need my Harvesters now more than ever to really turn things over. I would be happy with the blue rays at this point.

From the roost of my back porch, contemplation sessions this week, it is time to really rededicate myself to my books and write more. It may be the only way I can think my way out of the pain of society. That and watch the Olympics, I love Curling.

A redux of the story Sitting Room will be posted on my Patreon page soon, perhaps with partial excerpts on my Substack. I will reload it on Amazon, even though I wish there was a better way. I will complete my tweaks of book one – The Harvesters, and do the same with The Domes, rewriting what is needed. At the same time, I will work to finish Inception (book 3), I’m feeling that push and creativity once again. I will use my emotions to help Spec find hers.

There seems to be more snowy weather on its way. I heard thunder last night in the snow; down here, that means snow in 7 to 11 days.

Until later,

pooh