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Lizards, tea and pantslessness

Nothing extraordinary. Top o’ the world and bottom of a pit, as usual. It’s all movin’ along.

Let’s see, did anything interesting happen? A large lizard with a gray and tan diamond-patterned back now lives in the garden. I found him while watering. He tried to convince me he was a piece of rotted wood that got stuck in one of the tomato plants. Didn’t work.

He’s a much larger version of the lizards that live in my plastic garden box. I store some old newspapers in it and the lizards made themselves speckly gray to match the type.

They’re all welcome to stay since they’re carnivorous, not herbivorous. Something else carnivorous was sighted here a while ago: another mountain lion. Stay in the fenced garden, little lizards, and eat bugs.

I now hear Prudence MacLeod reiterating: “Gods, Sally, you have such an interesting life!” Continue reading

Eleven Questions, Illustrated Edition

Prudence MacLeod (the Valkyrie) tagged me in the Eleven Questions game.

Thanks, Prudence!

I have to answer her 11 questions, then think up 11 new questions and invite 11 other people to answer them.

Here are her questions and my answers:

1) What is the greatest thing you’ve found under your sofa cushions? I don’t look. But I did notice that beneath the sofa
is where crickets go to die.
2) Who is your greatest hero? Harriet Tubman, since I was 7.
Second is Roald Amundsen

My own little micro-minority.

Phantom Fern © copyright D. Gerard Lancaster

Phantom Fern © 2011 D. Gerard Lancaster

I admire lesbian women. I see them as having a massive kind of freedom that’s been lacking in my life due to certain roles I’ve been locked into since birth. They seem to have the boldness of men without female restrictions.

I admire gay men. Their strength as men, combined with their lack of masculine restrictions, can result in amazing creativity. I’m lucky to have as a friend the immensely creative D. Gerard Lancaster–painter, photographer, composer and fiction writer. (I keep telling him he should go into illustration, but will he listen? No!)

Of course, my view is romanticized. Lesbians and gays have their own lock-ins and lock-downs. But from the outside I admire the the lack of boundaries imposed by a mainstream culture.

What I admire most is the individual, sometimes called the smallest minority. That means each of you: whatever there is of you that’s you alone, separate from society. I admire the ability to see and act independently and without artificial restrictions.

Maybe I don’t admire lesbians and gays. Maybe I’m jealous. They’re independent of mainstream culture to a certain point, but participate in a smaller culture in which they can find people who may be more like themselves.

On second thought, I don’t have to be jealous since my husband and I make up a little mini-culture. Together we’re a micro-minority all our own.

These are the thoughts I’ve been trying to put into words ever since I was awarded two blogging awards last week. (So I guess I’m part of the blogging mini-society, too.)

Liebster blogging awardThank you, Serena Dracis, for the Liebster Award. Versatile Blogger Award Thank you, Prudence MacLeod, for The Versatile Blogger Award.

Thanks for thinking of me. For different reasons, neither of you has to worry about being swallowed up in the mainstream culture. Stay strong!

Each award must be passed on. I pass the Liebster Blog Award on to Kate Spencer, Pat O’Dea Rosen, Asrai Devin, BJ Bangs and Louise Behiel. The Versatile Blogger goes to Mark Lieberman, Soapmarked, Kristy K. James, Jane Myers Perrine and Jean.

As for the facts about myself I should disclose as a requirement for accepting the awards–see above.

By S.J. Driscoll

Changes

Guest post by Prudence MacLeod

I have seen a lot of change in my lifetime. This was brought home to me the other day as I was sitting on the boat, waiting for inspiration to strike. It wasn’t happening so I went back to my default, people watching. There weren’t a lot of folks on the boat that trip, so not much was going on. K was knitting and I was re-thinking my decision to leave my knitting behind. Oh, wait there we are.

A big man, mid thirties maybe, walked down to the observation window and stood gazing out at the water. He was careful to stand close to a young girl sitting near the window. He was also careful to keep his gut sucked in as he tried to look cool. “Dude, the girl is about twelve or so and far more interested in that phone in her hand than in a guy older than her dad.” I didn’t say it, but I wanted to. Eventually her indifference caused him to lose interest and walk away.

I returned my attention to the young miss, her pony tail swaying gracefully as she watched her thumbs dance over the phone in her hand. Hmm, the phone; I remember when I was her age the phone was securely attached to the wall of the house. When my daughter was that age we had the magic of cordless phones. Wow.

Ok, what else I wondered. Music. When I was her age I had a record player. As a teenager my daughter had a CD player. I’ll bet this girl has an I-pod with a play-list thousands of songs long.

Cars. When I was a teen we didn’t have a car, couldn’t afford one. Folks who did have them would sometimes get one with a radio in it. Luxury. My daughter’s first car had a CD player in it. Now they have cars with phones, computers, I-pod docking stations, TVs, movie players, and the damned things can parallel park themselves.

I could go on, but I think you get the idea. Change has happened more swiftly for my generation than any other in history, and the pace is accelerating. I cannot begin to imagine the wonders this young miss will witness by the time she reaches my age. Awesome. I hope I’m still here to see it.

So, how about you? What changes have caught you by surprise, stuck in your memory, or just messed with your calm?

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Prudence MacLeod is a spiritual seeker, dog trainer, official Reiki Master and interior designer, and a writer with two dozen books available. “I have roamed far and wide for over sixty years in this realm, and I have seen much; some I wish I had not, and a great deal that I would love to see again. Some days I feel like Bilbo Baggins, for I have been there and come back again. No, I haven’t written a book about my wanderings, at least not yet, but much I have experienced, observed, learned, surmised, or imagined, is woven into the tales I have written.”

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Thanks, Prudence!

Two for Wednesday: Novels by Prudence MacLeod and Diane Capri

Calan MacLeod is a woman who has overcome every challenge she has faced. Now comes the hardest test of all, healing the wounds of her past. Can young Angela help her or is she going to be a further complication?

“You can’t help loving these characters and feeling their fears, hopes, dreams, and above all, love. It thrills me that this is just the first book in a series of five.” Reviewer: Justin Mitchell

Prudence MacLeod is a spiritual seeker, dog trainer, official Reiki Master and interior designer who has turned her hand to writing. “I have roamed far and wide for over sixty years in this realm, and I have seen much; some I wish I had not, and a great deal that I would love to see again. Some days I feel like Bilbo Baggins, for I have been there and come back again.”

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When a famous plastic surgeon’s decomposed body surfaces in Tampa Bay with a bullet in its head, Federal Judge Willa Carson’s little sister is caught in a high-stakes game of greedy lawyers, blackmail and deceit. Carly Austin knew the victim too well. Does she know too much about the killer, too? Can Willa save Carly from herself and the murderous conspiracy? Or have they killed Carly, too? Judge Willa debuts in this fast-paced mystery filled with great characters, humor and suspense.

“Beneath this Judge’s robes is a riveting character – she’s quick, witty and stubborn. Willa Carson finds out the rich are different, and takes the reader on a roller coaster ride that leaves you wanting more!” Tampa Tribune

Diane Capri is a recovering lawyer. She’s a snowbird who divides her time between Florida and Michigan. An active member of Mystery Writers of America, Author’s Guild, International Thriller Writers, and Sisters in Crime, she loves to hear from readers and is hard at work on her next novel.

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