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Beauty at This Old House

In my last post, I showed you some construction, etc., that is going on in my world. This post, I would like to share with you some of the beauty I have here. You’ll see the reason I decided to buy this place and why I love it so much. I hope you enjoy.

Front of the property.
Back of the property. There is another 1+ acres behind me as well.
Wildflowers from my “Back 40”.
A bunny that I have had the pleasure of seeing on several occasions in my back yard.
A baby tree that I planted in my “Back 40”.

Despite the sheet rock dust and the needed repairs, the beauty of this place is what keeps me motivated to continue with the work here. I hope you’ve enjoyed the photos of my little piece of the world.

Thank you for joining me on this journey. Penny ❤

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#Weeklysmile – Beautiful Day

My dear friend Trent does a Weekly Smile post.  Here’s one for him (and me).

Today was an almost perfect early spring day.  There was almost no wind, which is something that I am SO thankful for!  The wind blows too much here.  The sun shone all day and the sky was a beautiful blue!

I took the day off.  I didn’t do much today other than enjoy the day.  I spent a lot of time outside with my little dog Rocket, sitting on the deck.  The boy loves to chase the birds and squirrels and he loves to sunbathe.  He competes with the neighbor’s dogs in barking for no reason at all contests sometimes.  He’s normally very quiet (unusual for his breed) so when he wants to cut loose, I usually let him.  He has a good time.

I put all of my flower pots out on the lawn to make sure everyone got some sun.  I’ve carefully covered my flowers at night if the temps dropped too low and I’ve been rewarded with some beautiful blooms!

I washed out the bird bath and refilled it.  I’m still waiting for the little birds to discover it and start enjoying it.  But then again, I guess I would be shy about bathing in a stranger’s yard. 🙂

I’m so thankful for this beautiful day and beautiful weather.  Today made me smile.  There are many places where people are not as fortunate, I know that and I’m thankful.  ❤

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Multi-Purpose Tool

A favorite.  Sturdy, with a heavy handle. 

Since the purchase of my house, I’ve amassed more tools than I ever thought I would want or need.  I’ve got a good cordless drill, a decent set of drill bits, a socket set, screwdrivers of all sizes, pliers, hammers, channel locks, needle nose pliers, etc, etc.  The list goes on… and on.  

BUT when faced with a situation where the toolbox is not conveniently close at hand, the first thing I reach for is a table knife.  

This is the perfect Multi-Use Tool.  

I thought about this fact just this morning while using a knife to pry open a cardboard box.  The knife worked great and my fingernails are all still intact.  🙂

Think about it.  The table knife can be used in SO many instances!  

I’ve used the knife for a digging implement.  I’ve used one as a pry bar to pry open a door.  A heavy handled one is great for hammering a small nail into the wall or spreading spackle to cover up a nail hole.  The knife can often be used as a screwdriver.  

This little miracle invention can scrape, cut, dig, pry, spread, screw, and even help feed you dinner!  What a marvel!  

*Do you have an unconventional tool that you use?  

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

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The First Time

 

“When was the last time you did something for the first time?”  This is a line in the song “For the First Time” sung by Darius Rucker.  I’m experiencing a lot of “firsts” right now.  Being in my new home is such a Blessing!  It has made me take note of all of those little firsts.  The first time I cooked a meal in my kitchen.  The first time I sat on my deck and listened to the rain.  The first time I looked out my kitchen window and watched the squirrels run and frolic on the lawn.  The first time Rocket ran across the yard, chasing a squirrel, to defend me and His yard!

Being from a small rural town in Oregon and moving to the mega metroplex of the DFW area has been a Huge transition for me.  Now that I have my own little slice of “nature” and a relatively quiet neighborhood, I’m in heaven!!

Because of all of the work that I’ve been doing since I moved, my feet and legs are killing me.  This gives me the perfect excuse to sit and post something here while I rest up.

Although it’s been hard work, BLESSED is how I am feeling about my life.  I want to pinch myself!  I came from Very Humble Beginnings.  So to have my own home is almost unbelievable for me!  Happy, happy girl here!

Thank you for joining me on this journey!  Penny  ❤

 

 

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Last Day on Baird

Russell blinked, once, twice but the message on his watch didn’t change. “The High Counsel has approved your request. Please report to Elimination Chamber #378 within the next 24 hours.”

A huge grin spread across Russell’s face and he turned & looked out the window at the green glow of the sky.  It was a beautiful summer day on the planet of Baird. It was a beautiful day to die.

The exodus from Earth to the planet Baird had been a huge blessing.  Earth was almost uninhabitable. Between the ravages of war and the constant rape of the planet’s resources, it’s surprising that there were any Earthlings left to rescue at all. The citizens of Baird welcomed the Earthlings with open arms.

The Earthlings were given viable roles in society in a relatively short period of time.  Life had been good for Russell and Marilyn since their arrival on Baird.

Marilyn was gone now.  She was carried into an Elimination Chamber more than four years ago, much to Russell and Marilyn’s relief.  The parting was bitter sweet.

It turned out that the atmosphere on Baird extended the lives of Earthlings by 100 years or more.  When this was discovered, at first it was celebrated.  But as the Earthlings started to age, they realized that even though their bodies were failing, they continued to live.

Russell wondered if the people of Earth would have been as anxious to come to Baird, had they known that extending their lives would be as disastrous as it ended up being.

The atmosphere did not stop the ravages of disease.  Russell’s once lovely wife Marilyn, ended up almost doubled over and could no longer walk.  Her vision was gone.  Her hair fell out and the cancer ate at her body a little at a time.

Russell was now 102 and the memories of Marilyn were becoming dim.

The only way to die on Baird, at less than 100 and some years old, was to either blow your brains out or be decapitated.   Which happened more and more often these days as the Earthlings became Seniors.

The Bairds’ put their best scientists to work on the problem, but there was nothing anyone could do to change the effects of the atmosphere on the Earthlings.  Returning to Earth was not an option. 

The High Counsel had many meetings once the incidents of suicide started to climb at an alarming rate. That’s when they built the Elimination Chambers. They would grant an Assisted Suicide if the Earthling was beyond 90 years old and could show justifiable cause.

The Elimination Chamber would simply scatter your atoms out into space.  A quick and painless end to life.  You would spend eternity among the stars, Russel lovingly told Marilyn.

The Earthlings stopped reproducing once they learned their fate. They were a dying species.

For those that could not wait for the approval of the High Counsel, they took their own lives in sometimes gruesome ways.  The Bairds’ loved showing the headless bodies of the earthlings on the evening news.  They would stand over them, pointing with their furry blue hands and shaking their large egg-shaped heads.

At first Russell couldn’t deal with the attitude of the people that welcomed death. But after Marilyn got really sick, he understood.

Russell was fortunate.  He still lived in the same house that he and Marilyn had shared for close to a century.  His friends were either dead or too crippled to visit.    

Russell and Marilyn had had 3 sons and Russell depended on them more and more these days.  2 of the 3 boys, although aged themselves, were still healthy enough to get around.

Connor, the oldest, couldn’t deal with the crippling effects his age had on his body.  Jarod, the baby, at 70 years old, found Connor one day with his brains splattered across the kitchen walls.

There were no tears for Jarod.  Russell’s family knew it was a blessing that Jarod was no longer suffering.

Russell was trying to decide who he should call with the good news first. There wasn’t much time. He had a million details to take care of and the boys would want to celebrate his last day on Baird.  

**  I’m going to enter this little story in a writing competition.  It’s different from anything else I’ve ever written.  It’s at 690 words and my limit is 700.  If you would leave me some feedback about it, I would greatly appreciate it!  Thank you!  Penny