Mother Nature Loves Me
Nobody’s Fool
Well, I’ve been thinking about this: I may be the biggest fool around. Why?
I”m too softhearted. Can there BE such a thing? And is there a fine line between being soft hearted and just a stupid fool?
Mmmm…..
Because I’ve just got this little blog, I won’t go into my BIGGEST mistakes, BUT…I was thinking tonight: I’m a bit too sentimental when it comes to mother nature. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a die-hard tree hugger, (Even though I HAVE hugged a few) but because I am alone much of the time, the nature around my house…well, it’s my family. You see, I don’t have a family. None. I don’t talk to my son, or my brother. Both my parents are dead. I am married, but we don’t talk much. Soo…I talk to my…plants.
And I pretent that they hear me. Yes!
Tonight I noticed this while I was raking leaves:

Oh-oh. THAT is right underneath my huge gumball tree. It’s just a baby. But, once upon a time I ignored another baby just like that one…and it did grow,the years when by and …well, that tree becamse a real problem.

Who knew a tree could grow between a fence and a concrete porch? On the other side of the fence is the driveway…pushed up about two feet. It’s just a few feet from the back of the house, and the only good news about this tree is that a tornado hit our street, all the other trees fell on the roofs of house, but this big guy didn’t move an inch.
Saved by a fool.
I tried pulling up that little tree a month ago, but it’s attached to it’s mother’s root.
Sigh.
And what is wrong with me? I feel bad just pulling up a newly born baby tree? OMG…they arrested the 75 years old women for praying for a baby’s life in a abortion clinic recently: She got 2 years. If I went near one, I’d get life plus 60.
I also talk to my plants. Well, it seems to work. And it’s not just plants that I love. For instance I just saw this butterfly on my trash can today: Yes, I talked to ‘him’ for a bit. He seemed to enjoy it.

But…you want to know the REAL problem? I can’t kill anything. Well, I did once, a mama rat. She had 19 babies and they were nasty things really. Rat…mmmm, they were right near the house. They got there because I was feeding the birds.
I know. Stupid.
The worst of my ‘mental problem’ is I had a mouse investation in my house several years ago. Because they were sooooo cute, like litttle gerbils, I put up mouse traps where they live…and I drove a mile somewhere and released them. I caught over 60 mice, and it took me a year to clean out all fhe nests from the house. They also destroyed a couch,and a matress, and lots of clothes…yeah.
They are gone thank goodness. Nevertheless, because of my love or thought that all animals on the planet have a right to live, I am..pretty…what’s wrong with me?
Seriously? Jordan Perterson would say I need a life. I’ve been told I’m ‘sensitive.’ But I think it’s just becase I live isolated and alone. So…they are all my…friends…and bring me joy. It’s pretty simple really.
I’ve never killed a rattlesnake, because if you don’t bother them they won’t bother you.
To me, there is a balance in nature, and I knew that all the mice I took and released in the woods, would probably end up as somebodies dinner. But hey, that’s mother nature.
And I’m a hypocrite because I LOVE hamburgers.
Anyway, I’m the fool.
And I don’t care. I like the fact that I am “sensitive.” And even if nobody else understands it…
To me, it’s one of my finest traits.
I love…just about everything.
P.S. Don’t get me around a baby elephant.
Do NOT be Alone on Easter.
Nobody Opinion
Sigh.
This was the first Easter since I’ve had a blog, that I didn’t wish everyone a Happy Easter.
Please forgive me. I hope everyone had lots of joy, and grandkids, and children, hiding eggs all day.
It was almost 80 here today, finally spring. The flowers are already blooming. My crabapple tree is in full bloom. But my trouble started on Friday night, continued into Saturday night, and all through the Easter day.
Let’s just say I was in too dark a mood to write.
So, how about a few random thoughts of news of today….because I’m still having trouble snapping out of it.
NOBODY WONDERS
About that bridge collapse. Who knows what really happened, but it’s a first in history. And since Baltimore IS the port where all the cars come in, how convenient it is to destroy the bridge, which will affect car sales won’t it? Who will benefit from this? China, who want Elon Musk’s cars to be stopped here in the U.S? John Kerry? And so now the United States will bail out Baltimore and all its citizens?
Will illegals get the jobs to repair that bridge? And why didn’t the insurance pay for it?
To me it looks like one more knock to tear down the America economy. Bit by bit by bit.
NOBODY CARES
I watched Rosanne Barr today, being interviewed by Tucker Carlson. I didn’t realize she was such a brave and deep thinker. And not afraid. She wants to save America. And she was so much fun to listen to. A Jew, who believes in her God. If you get a chance to watch that interview, you will be amazed at the woman.
NOBODY KNOWS…
Just how ignorant and uneducated our government workers are. Surely, bringing diversity into the workforce will make all our lives less safe. As in medicine, air travel, and the running of all the major institutions that once only hired the best. Like the CIA, the FBI. And let’s not forget, the democratic Congress is full of the most uneducated, and unethical bunch of morons that has ever walked the halls of Congress. Do we trust any of them? I don’t.
NOBODY WINS
They are pushing abortion pill here in the city of St. Louis, to make sure all the young girls can destroy their babies. As Elon Musk has pointed out, this will not end well.
NOBODY REMEMBERS
Remember your holidays with your kids. I remember when my son was about 6, I had to hide Easter eggs ALL DAY LONG in the house. He would hide them, then I would. The game got old after half the day, but the memory of how much fun he had…you can’t take that away. So cherish these memories when their babies, and see joy that comes with the simple things. Don’t let them play video games all day. They can do that anytime.
Here’s another memory…my mother always wanted to boil eggs and paint them JUST WITH ME, every Easter. I thought it was silly…here she is 78. She died that year. I have this picture on my desk.

Always love your mom. Mother’s Day is coming up…don’t forget her. Mothers deserve all our love.
So, I’m off, hopefully, you all had a great Easter!
And hopefull, this dark mood will go away.
All suggestions welcomed.
