Memorial Day decorations in Lakeway, Texas where John Howell lives.
Lakeway residents, and the city are ready for Memorial Day tomorrow. I took a little tour to see what kind of participation folks are preparing. I hope you enjoy the walk.
A home with a flag.
I liked this one because the wind was blowing the flag.
These chairs looked interesting along with the flag.
The dappled sunlight made a nice shot of the flag.
No display of honor too small.
The city of Lakeway lined all the medians in town with flags. You can see they go on and on.
Another shot of the flags.
The city sign is surrounded by flags, but I couldn’t get out of the car to take a picture.
I have featured the sculptures along the medials before. This is a boy playing tennis and the flags.
The Freedom center, where all the citizens of Lakeway who have served in the…
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More good people doing good things, even younger people.
This week’s ‘good people’ post is just a bit late, but hopefully worth the wait.
The trash man watcheth …
We don’t give much thought to our trash collectors, or binmen … they come once or twice a week, pick up the trash, and that’s that. They likely don’t give much thought to us, either. Unless, of course, they are Jake Bland at Hometown Hauling, a refuse collection company in Louisville, Kentucky.One day last week, Jake noticed that one house on his route hadn’t put out any trash for the past two weeks, so he asked the company’s dispatcher to call the customer. The dispatcher, fearing the worst, was relieved when the 90-year-old customer answered the phone, but that relief quickly dissipated when she found out why there had been no trash for two weeks: the woman had no trash because she had run out of food ten days…
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What really matters, or should.
Today I am feeling introspective, philosophical. Perhaps it is because my workspace is temporarily at the kitchen table, directly in front of the kitchen window until my new chair and laptop desk arrive sometime next week. As I glance outside the window, I see the birds, pecking at the feed my darling neighbor, Maha, has put down for them, and I see the children … one kicking a ball, another attempting to fly a kite, while yet another is taking some of his very first steps under his mother’s watchful eye. Life is happening … the nation’s shut down has not stopped that, nor has the coronavirus, nor has the person in the Oval Office, nor have those who support him. My flowers are blooming … well, some of them, anyway … a few bees are seen hovering, and even a hummingbird! And so, Filosofa’s mind begins to wander …
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Pictures by Cindy Knoke of Australia’s stunning Sulphur Crested Cockatoos.
and golden tails,
feast on pine cones,
by bush lagoons.
rest on scribbly gums.
While a curious cockatoo,
climbs down to me.
Cheers to you from Australia’s gorgeous sulphur crested cockatoos~
Note: Scribbly Gum are a type of NSW eucalyptus tree that have distinctive scribbles on their bark left by larval scribbly gum moths.
Today is World Bee Day.
Never fear, my friends, my good people post is only on delay for a short time, for this morning there is another special day that I have promised a special young man I would celebrate in fashion! Good People will be published later this afternoon!
While every critter, every plant has its place in the ecosystem on planet earth, there is perhaps none more important than the bee. Bees and other pollinators, such as butterflies, bats and hummingbirds, are increasingly under threat from human activities. Pollination is, however, a fundamental process for the survival of our ecosystems. Nearly 90% of the world’s wild flowering plant species depend, entirely, or at least in part, on animal pollination, along with more than 75% of the world’s food crops and 35% of global agricultural land.
To raise awareness of the importance of pollinators, the threats they face and their contribution to sustainable development…
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Bluebells of Cumbria.
We were fortunate to take our permitted walk from home to our local bluebell wood, one of the best in the region. Bluebells – the starchy sap of the root used in times past to put the feather flights on to arrows. They also provided starch for ruffs.
But for us they are just a joy to see – and I am mindful of the many who cannot get out to a bluebell wood this year. Last year we were over at Rannerdale in the Lake District to see the magnificent display there. It doesn’t seem possible that this nightmare could have happened in the year since.
We saw several other local folk on our walk enjoying the sight, and safely walking from home. Let’s hope that the freedom to roam is back by next bluebell time.
A Victorian collection.
I mentioned in my last blog that I was re-reading the writings of the Victorian country chronicler, mystic and novelist Richard Jefferies.
While I have most of Jefferies’ books – including some splendid Victorian editions – on my bookshelves, I’ve been reading a splendid anthology by Andrew Rossabi entitled Richard Jefferies – A Miscellany.
A nice selection too, with good extracts from every aspect of the author’s writings.
It’s a grand collection, either to read straight through or dip into as a bedside book. And a quite wonderful escape in these times.
If you love the English countryside you’ll certainly enjoy Mr Rossabi’s selection.
A good review of John W. Howell’s book thriller “My Girl”
Today John W. Howellshares an extract from the first of his John J. Cannon series MY GRL…I have read all the books in the series and can recommend them all.
About the book
John J. Cannon, a successful San Francisco lawyer, needs some well-deserved time off. He takes a leave of absence from the firm and buys a boat he names My GRL. His short-term plan is to become a charter fishing boat captain. John is unaware his craft has been targeted by a terrorist group to be used to destroy a class of Annapolis Midshipmen on their summer cruise. John’s first inkling of trouble is when he wakes up in the hospital and learns he was unconscious next to the body of the young woman who sold him the boat in the first place. To further complicate the situation, he was lying on the gun that killed…
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