Rose at Bluemont Park, may 2013

Rose at Bluemont Park, may 2013

Apparently, my daughter’s emergency surgery was more serious than I originally thought.  She said her appendix was scarred from earlier attacks, and the scar tissue from these attacks caused her appendix to adhere to the colon and small intestine.  Her surgeon removed part of her colon to extract the appendix, but mercifully he left her small intestine intact.

I asked her how she could have had previous attacks and not realized it. She said, “Oh, I probably thought it was menstrual cramps,” which should give anyone who has never experienced the latter an idea of 1/ how painful they can be, and 2/ the level of pain some women will tolerate.

I’m not surprised at how much pain Connie can stand as she once had a horse stand on her foot, and said nothing until my friend, who was standing next to me, noticed the silent tears streaming down Connie’s cheeks.  These days, when I suspect something hurts her I ask her if a (metaphorical) horse is standing on her foot.

Connie delivered her third child without pain killers, but had a epidural and hospital bed for the fourth child. That third child, Rita, was the person who insisted her mother go to the hospital New Year’s Day.  Rita had driven her Mom to the all night Wal-Mart to get an over-the-counter medicine for what Connie believed was a case of indigestion.  When her Mom collapsed in pain in the parking lot, Rita drove her to the emergency room and insisted she go inside.


I ordered  2 more 20 pound bags of seed mix for our neighborhood bird friends plus two dozen blocks of bird suet the woodpeckers love. We are filling the bird feeders every day.  If I end up in the poor house, you can blame the birds.

Although all the old ladies in my neighborhood feed them, the birds are so hungry, they pile onto the feeders as soon as we hang them back on the hooks.  Or, they think they are hungry and attempt to eat all they can before the food runs out.  Not unlike the food shoppers who pile into the grocery store the day before Christmas or a threatened storm.


Tom Sightings over at Sightings at Sixty (link below left) reports that seniors would rather be at home sitting in a favorite easy chair, reading and sipping a cup of tea or something else, so after years of trying to fit in, I might have arrived at normality for my age group.  I started an Ann Cleeves mystery this morning (Raven Black, from the Shetland Island series), not one of the histories, I usually read, although I do have a half dozen books on Churchill ready to go.  Cleeves, author of the Vera Stanhope mysteries, worked at an ornithology facility before she began writing, and she includes many references to birds in her stories, hence the title of this book.


I’m not very superstitious, however a murder of crows descended on the bird feeders this AM and I always think of their historical significance as a negative omen (Twa Corbies, The Raven, The Raven in the Forecourt (Ellis Peters) etc. So, I had Johnny dash out and run them off.  Once they were gone, they never came back.  Darned if I am feeding them.  I have ambivalent feelings about crows ever since I saw one of them catch a young sparrow on the wing and haul it off to its nestlings. Nature red in tooth and claw indeed!!


14 thoughts on “Happenings

  1. Good gosh! Connie really has a high level of pain tolerance. I sure hope she is healing well. I guess you have to really watch her and make sure she goes and gets care when she needs it.

    Darn, crows intrigue me, but the image of them taking the sparrow to be fed to their nestlings is rather horrifying. I know it’s nature, but….


  2. Gosh, your daughter must have an extremely high tolerance for pain. Very scary. I’m glad she was seen to and will be okay.

    Where do you order your bird seed from, if I may ask? The local bird store is so expensive here.

    Have a great Sunday!


  3. O dear, sounds like it was high time for your daughter to get herself operated on. Even something as minor s an appendix can turn into a huge problem. Good luck to her.

    I know about birds making you poor; don’t they just feed like there’s no tomorrow!

    Do you recommend the thriller writers you mention? I am always on the look-out for some easy reading in between more serious stuff. The only thing I insist on is that it must be well-written; poor language turns me off instantly.


    • I’m half-way through Raven Black which is a great read, although very little action, and not at all lyrical. I like Ann Cleeves very much. She is the Vera Stanhope creator. The Shetland series protagonist is Jimmy Perez. I think one of your tv networks has been dramatizing the stories. You might like these books, reminiscent of those dark northern stories (wallender) you like.

      Sent from my iPad



  4. Your last two entries have been so well written. Bravo to you. So sorry about your daughters ability to tolerate pain. So glad they got it out, but so sorry every thing was such a mess. Yeah, I’d be tempted to pull down the wire too.. Glad you could get out. and to the gym. I’ve been in the pool every morning this week, I’m doing everything in the deep end with only the top of my head showing. When it’s 42 degrees out, you really don’t want any of your body to be out of the water. I just haven’t found an alternative to walking and the boredom that accompanies it.

    Birds. We have a few finches. I liked the crows that came every year, but G altered the bird habbits in the neighborhood by chasing the parrots and the crows away. The silence outside must mean we have a hawk living out there. You can watch for him when you get here.


  5. Yes it ‘s been scary! And while she was in the hospital her kids brought two more puppies home. I’d take one except they are blue tick hunting dogs. Now they have 9 dogs I think. And all four granddaughters plus friends at home!


  6. Oh, dear. About the black birds. They are just higher up the food chain than the little birds. I watched a documentary on crows, black birds, recently and I have loved them ever since. They are highly intelligent, eat a wide variety of foods, are faithful to each other, watch the crowd from a little distance, and are strategic. Highly adaptive, their intelligence is thought to be because of the wide variety of food they are willing to eat.
    I doubt you have to feed them, though. Feed the little guys and the big birds will eventually get their take! By the way, I LOVE your photography.


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