Friday, February 28, 2025

THE MYSTERIES OF LIFE

The older I get the less I understand or wonder if I ever did understand about the human species and life in general.   We humans are complicated creatures compared to other animal species.  Take my cats for instance, they just want to eat, sleep, prowl around and to some degree think they can control the humans in their life.  Us humans want to take control of our environment in order to accommodate our needs.   In that process we usually destroy, alter and infringe some form of harm on our fellow humans and other animal species in the name of greed as we destroy the environment around us.   

Where I live in the country it becomes very dark when there is no moon and the universe of stars becomes so visible that it boggles my mind to look at the heavens above.   Lately I learned if I could travel at the speed of light I would never make it through our Milky Way galaxy in my life time.   Just to ponder that puts me in my place realizing how little I know or maybe want to know.   Maybe my cats have a better life.       

Tuesday, February 25, 2025

THE LONE FROG

 Over the last couple of weeks there has been one frog that spends most of the night and part of the day crocking near the front of the house.  I assume it is a frog in search of a mate.  Since I do not know a female crock from a male crock, I'll assume it is a male.   Whenever I operate any power equipment, such has the hedge trimmer it makes the frog crock more and loader.   You would think it would scare or silence the frog.   Off in the distance I can hear other frogs that seem to be communicating with each other on maybe who is available for courting or just looking for a fling.   Why doesn't the lone frog by the house not venture out to mingle with the other frogs in the wild?   Maybe he is hoping a female frog out in the wild will hear his call and come look him up to see if there is any chemistry.   I guess it is one of the many great mysteries of life to ponder.   

FOUR YEAR ANNIVERSARY

It is four years today when Celia left this word, something I think about every day.    It is not all sorrow as I think back on her humor, w...