I spent much of my life in So. California - as a child many years in Santa Barbara (Goleta actually) then later I lived in Pasadena and Ventura. The crime and violence in Pasadena & the greater Los Angeles area, were terrible. Not a safe place. But the climate, the desert there and semi-desert, are rather beautiful. Now I'm in a very different climate, wet and very seasonal in upstate New York.
Thanks for the Flomax advice, but I had no trouble peeing in the first place. My peeing ability became less after they added the water pill. My BP med goes to 40 mg max, and I simply told them jumping it to 15 mg would do the trick. They ignored me and kept it at 10 mg, then added a 12.5 mg water pill into it. I have gout also and drink lots of fluids (even beer) and never have had trouble peeing.
I realize that wasn't the point of the blog. And, as to your point, my hat's off to you. Sounds you take seriously the phrase, "Steward of the land." I guess I was just incredibly surprised. Here, in southern Illinois, the farmer's I know can identify native plants I've never even heard of. And, for a while I had 4 acres with a couple of fruit trees and a large garden (it's still in the family, if an ex-wife is considered part of the family). Nevertheless, the "old timers" taught me more about raising vegetables than any book I'd ever read. Those guys were farmers.
Randall, sorry to learn of your sister's loss of appetite with treatment. I have only been able to get down a couple of crackers a day and regret it when I do. This is a rough part of the river, and it helps to know smoother water lies ahead.
Your 4th of July festivities sound fun. What was your menu?
I used to host the neighborhood pot-luck every year in August, the turnout was good, and it was a nice way to keep the community bonded.
I didn't get invitations back, either, and I think it might have something to do with being single. I am on excellent terms with all neighbors, and they all know I am an atheist. The neighborhood kids spent most of their afternoons in my garden so I had the trust of their families. This last batch of kids have grown to Middle School and enjoy being with their peers. This is the third batch of kids and the pattern repeats. A younger group is coming along, and I assume they will enjoy my critters for a few short years, until they reach Middle School age.
Well, I got my first dog after a really horrible break-up from a really horrible man, when I need unconditional love. And there is that in abundance. But yes, there are downfalls and such as well. Whatever you decide, it's the right choice for you! Have a great day! Regina
Sorry for the long delay. I wasn't looking at my comments.
I read that 10% of the population can't put on muscle from weight training, that it's genetic. I would recommend 5,000 IU of vitamin D daily. Research shows that muscle health is highly correlated with vitamin D levels independent of exercise. It also helps to protect against cancer by strengthening the connections between cells (gap junctions more numerous).
Randall, I consider myself as having a bit of a "brown thumb" so I've always appreciated those persons who have beautiful gardens, luscious-growing plants and farming/agricultural abilities. There's much pleasure and satisfaction achieved in watching seeds sprout and grow into such an array of beautiful (and tasteful) varieties of plants, vegetables and fruit. When done on a large scale, such as a farm, it's both art and science, and I have much respect for those who live that profession. As a city-bred born and raised person, I think I can honestly opine that most people take the source of their food for granted.
Randall, do you grow paw paws? My grandfather did, west central Illinois. I'm attempting to but climate here might not be right. Late summer, I planted small paw paw trees, 3 cultivars, watered them thoroughly until fall. They look like they might be starting to grow- the leaf buds are dark, almost black, but seem to be enlarging. A rabbit or gopher ate one off. Varmint.
Thanks for the encouragemen Randall. I don't think I will be a. New man... Maybe a few pouns and one big tumor lighter :). It had to be done. the good news is I get off work for a couple weeks. Never had surgery before.... But it's over now. Hope the weather is perking up for you,,
By the way, I was shearing the dogs and thought about frugality. It's a major project, 2 hours for 2 dogs. At the pet store it's $60 per dog. Haven't been to a barber myself in a decade - every few years I buy a new clippers, keep it set at 1/8 inch and do it myself. Mostly I don't like waiting in line at the barber shop.
Tacoma is a town in WA state in Puget sound. Not far from me. It was the Indian name for Mount Ranier. Seattle airport is there (Sea-Tac). Means something like "giver of waters". Supposedly. Rivers to Seattle are Ranier glacial snowmelt.
I holding my own. Appointment with surgeon for evaluation Mon. Tues is appointment for biopsy. They have to put me out for that. If they are fast - big if - I could wind up in surgery next week. Wild guess, 1 or 2 weeks.
Thanks for asking. For a long time I've been trying to balance living in the moment, with preparing for a future tomorrow with something to look forward to and not regret, and learning from the past. This is the same. There have been a couple of "why bother" moments but not much. Yesterday was an intense high-pressure work day. Today Im a bit dizzy and tired.