I sat outside on the deck today waiting to see what might come my way truth to tell there was not much going on not even a bird singing its song a couple of birds did fly our way only for a minute did they stay as the bigger birds blocked their path and so it turned out they had to be last and wait their turn for the big birds to go I wonder why Nature planned it so in the human world it is the opposite way as the larger one has no say but stands back and waits and does not proceed that is unwritten but is Human Creed In a perfect World that would be the way so the smallest one would have their say and because of their size would go first unless you want to come off the worst Who am I kidding I do not know there is no perfect world to show each for themselves and to heck with the rest strength and size always beats the test and rather than a problem create the smaller guy accepts his fate that because of his size he is way too late and will always be the end of the line which in most cases is perfectly fine as the smaller guy uses his brain and life turns out to be just the same. Written 3/26/2024
I sat outside on the deck today waiting to see what might come my way truth to tell there was not much going on not even a bird singing its song a couple of birds did fly our way only for a minute did they stay as the bigger birds blocked their path and so it turned out they had to be last and wait their turn for the big birds to go I wonder why Nature planned it so in the human world it is the opposite way as the larger one has no say but stands back and waits and does not proceed that is unwritten but is Human Creed In a perfect World that would be the way so the smallest one would have their say and because of their size would go first unless you want to come off the worst Who am I kidding I do not know there is no perfect world to show each for themselves and to heck with the rest strength and size always beats the test and rather than a problem create the smaller guy accepts his fate that because of his size he is way too late and will always be the end of the line which in most cases is perfectly fine as the smaller guy uses his brain and life turns out to be just the same. Written 3/26/2024
I have bird feeders hanging outside to feed the birds as the title implies not looking at any particular breed as all are welcome to eat the seed they fight and squabble as all birds do why they do it I have no clue as there are lots of feeders for them to eat all filled with seed their favorite treat the smaller birds all have learned keep one eye open and don’t get hurt by the bigger birds who crash and burn everytime they come in to eat as they use their size to defeat driving the other birds away and eating the seed all the day
The AC in my RV is as noisy as it can be although it does it’s work very well of cooling the house and you can tell without the unit, we would be toast quite literally we make the most of the cooling it provides so we can live comfortably inside as on a hot summer’s day it enables us to play indoors where it stays cool and the dogs stay inside as they are no fools why go outside out in the heat when staying inside is really a treat to take a nap or read a book or even the TV is worth a look whatever we choose to spend the time the A/C makes it all sublime.
Thank you for whoever invented A/C’s Written 03/01/2024
It must be said when I am dead no one will remember me I am not rich or famous and will not go down in history I lived my life the best I know being honest to the core three times I tried the marriage thing until I said, “No more”. quite obviously it was plain to see that wives and I don’t mix and so I spent the rest of my days my ways all set and fixed although I like the opposite sex as friends like people do my dogs are my companions now at least they have no clue and love me for what I am and anything I do as we go out walking around the park just the dogs and then me too.
I was sitting in my RV thinking about my life of all the years that have passed and me living without a wife back in my younger days I tried the marriage thing three times but every time it did not work out and I was left stuck in my ways.
What I did not know all of those years ago that even if I found it bliss my wives did not find it so I must have been a terrible mate for them to leave me as they did my problem was, I did not know that they all disliked me so.
After three I gave up wives and lived alone for the rest of my days by then I was way too old to even think of changing my ways the one constant in my life was to have a dog or two around they filled the void left by those gone and enabled me to carry on.
I sat here thinking and wondering why I have trouble making words fly it used to be to write a rhyme took me very little time but now the thoughts are not the same no longer jumbled in my brain to come out as a beautiful rhyme and even though I take the time no longer can I write the verse to stir the mind as yet unrehearsed because I cannot see the way for the words to make a play and come out together in a rhyme obviously it is not the time to sit and think and try my best the words all come out in a jumbled mess and so I decided it’s not the time for me to write a stupid rhyme.
I tried to write a poem today but other thoughts got in the way simple things that happen in life impressive enough to bring on strife I try to live in a simple way which is easy to do as the dogs have no say my two little dogs who are my friends demanding enough to suit their ends our days are very much the same compared to some are very tame as we walk around the park never walking in the dark unless it is a special day to see the lights as they play casting shadows on the ground sparkling and flashing all around blown up dolls as big as a house reindeer and Santa can be found and the lights as they flash a pretty scene for Christmas is coming and everyone dreams to get lots of presents and eat lots of food and hope that nobody is a Scrooge as Christmas comes but once a year and with it brings a host of good cheer plenty of food and lots to drink and presents galore and friends who think they have the perfect gift for you but they really have no clue as you are dreaming in a much higher way thinking of Cadillacs a real toy to play or even a lowly Ford would do as long as it drives and colored blue of course we settle for what we get as Christmas is a time to set friendships and memories good food and wine and the company of others which is so divine and so my friends take good cheer and Merry Christmas to you and those you hold dear.
I tried to write a poem today but other thoughts got in the way simple things that happen in life impressive enough to bring on strife I try to live in a simple way which is easy to do as the dogs have no say my two little dogs who are my friends demanding enough to suit their ends our days are very much the same compared to some are very tame as we walk around the park never walking in the dark unless it is a special day to see the lights as they play casting shadows on the ground sparkling and flashing all around blown up dolls as big as a house reindeer and Santa can be found and the lights as they flash a pretty scene for Christmas is coming and everyone dreams to get lots of presents and eat lots of food and hope that nobody is a Scrooge as Christmas comes but once a year and with it brings a host of good cheer plenty of food and lots to drink and presents galore and friends who think they have the perfect gift for you but they really have no clue as you are dreaming in a much higher way thinking of Cadillacs a real toy to play or even a lowly Ford would do as long as it drives and colored blue of course we settle for what we get as Christmas is a time to set friendships and memories good food and wine and the company of others which is so divine and so my friends take good cheer and Merry Christmas to you and those you hold dear. Written 12/10/2023
Hoorah he cried as he saw the rain striking patterns on his window pane hoping that it would last a while and that it would make us smile for rainy days are not the norm which is why we get so forlorn with day after day of blazing heat and a cloudy day would be a treat two hundred and fifty days a year the sun shines bright and the sky is clear with temperatures of one hundred degrees we will certainly not freeze and in truth when it does get cold we think of the summer and our thoughts unfold to those temperatures of 100 degrees
I live in an RV park it started off as just a lark buy a camper and stay the night at an RV Camper site travel around from here to there driving along with hardly a care call ahead to reserve a spot so you have your own little lot only good until you move on as the open road becomes your song and staying at an RV park only applies when it gets dark some parks are better than the rest and offer more and not in jest swimming pools and shady spots even a store for what you forgot a bathroom shower to clean the dirt for the rigs whose space is inert because they are small compact and light and they are built for travelling right some of us are here to stay having travelled along the way and now too old to move around a permanent campground we have found as we like living in our RV even though it may not be the type that moves along at pace instead a permanent rig in place where we will spend the rest of our years living here along with our peers.
I live in an RV park it started off as just a lark buy a camper and stay the night at an RV Camper site travel around from here to there driving along with hardly a care call ahead to reserve a spot so you have your own little lot only good until you move on as the open road becomes your song and staying at an RV park only applies when it gets dark some parks are better than the rest and offer more and not in jest swimming pools and shady spots even a store for what you forgot a bathroom shower to clean the dirt for the rigs whose space is inert because they are small compact and light and they are built for travelling right some of us are here to stay having travelled along the way and now too old to move around a permanent campground we have found as we like living in our RV even though it may not be the type that moves from place to place instead a permanent rig in place where we will spend the rest of our years living along here with our peers.
I sat inside of my RV wondering what my eyes might see when I look outside my door is it changed or still like before the wind did not blow and it has not rained so everything should still be the same I looked at the feeders filled with seed to give the birds all they need to keep them coming back to me as I sit and watch them flying free they land on the feeders to eat for a bit but something stops them continuing to sit so instead they hop from place to place trying each feeder for a different taste but alas each feeder has the same seed must be dull and boring for them indeed but then again it is their food and eating seed is what they are used the Humming Birds are a different kind with a special mix that they find in their own containers hanging high sugar water so sweet to help them fly with wings flapping at am amazing speed eighty times per second is what they need to keep their tiny bodies hovering high and sipping the mixture as they fly we even had a bird of prey much bigger and looking to join the fray only the food this time was another bird and luckily for them they had heard the hawk as it came crashing in and scattered so fast on their wings and all escaped I’m happy to say and will be back to feed on another day. I love to watch the birds as they eat and wish with some of them, I could meet but to them I present a dangerous look just like the hawk the lesson they took was to stay away from others like me and in their wisdom, I could see that all I can do is supply the seed for my feathered friends is what they need.
When I bought my first RV I had no idea of what I might see travelling around the countryside just me and two dogs along for the ride actually they are much more to me my constant companions just we three enjoying this life and wondering when how much longer until the end I have given up the travelling life easy to do as I have no wife nobody telling me what I should do and sometimes I think that I have no clue we are parked in a permanent space at Henly Park a wonderful place the grass is mowed and weeds are whacked and the place looks tidy and that’s a fact Daniel and Malinda are the hosts and they have every reason to boast as they both work hard to keep it clean the most wonderful park you have ever seen they go out of their way to make people feel at home that they are welcome here and not really alone and depending on how long you stay you will still have to pay your way RV living although not cheap is a wonderful life and good company to keep and if there’s a reason to move along just hitch up the truck and be long gone.
I sat inside of my RV wondering what my eyes might see when I look outside my door is it changed or still like before the wind did not blow and it has not rained so everything should still be the same I looked at the feeders filled with seed to give the birds all they need to keep them coming back to me as I sit and watch them flying free they land on the feeders to eat for a bit but something stops them continuing to sit so instead they hop from place to place trying each feeder for a different taste but alas each feeder has the same seed must be dull and boring for them indeed but then again it is their food and eating seed is what they are used the Humming Birds are a different kind with a special mix that they find in their own containers hanging high sugar water so sweet to help them fly with wings flapping at am amazing speed eighty times per second is what they need to keep their tiny bodies hovering high and sipping the mixture as they fly we even had a bird of prey much bigger and looking to join the fray only the food this time was another bird and luckily for them they had heard the hawk as it came crashing in and scattered so fast on their wings and all escaped I’m happy to say and will be back to feed on another day. I love to watch the birds as they eat and wish with some of them, I could meet but to them I present a dangerous look just like the hawk the lesson they took was to stay away from others like me and in their wisdom, I could see that all I can do is supply the seed for my feathered friends is what they need.
When I was young and just a kid it did not matter what I did as the time always passed so slow and sometimes it was hard to know should I go home to eat a bite or can we play with all our might cops and robbers, cowboys and guns in our minds were the only ones shooting each other in make belief play acting dead no small relief to play dead for a while and rest our bones till the game is over and we go home or maybe we start another game change the sides so they’re not the same different players in each team hoping that they have not been seen and in our minds we shoot to kill and cry out your dead from over the hill then the arguments will start I am not dead just playing the part your shot at me was high and wide now you must be on the other side as I have shot you through the heart and in this game you have no part we would play this make belief until it was dark and we would creep out of the woods and head back home in a group and not alone for we all feared walking at night when none of us ever had a light to show us the way back to our homes where with our folks we were never alone that was a long time ago that I was eight or nine years old or so and we spent our time out in the woods just as every young kid should away from the books and the radio too not needing those things or maybe a few for the evening when it’s time for bed and the cops and robbers and cowboys instead turn into dreams as we sleep the time to do it tomorrow will be just fine eighty years have now long gone and I remember those time just like a song when we played in the woods without a care our whole life before us ours to share and now I am old and think of those times having to put it all in rhyme so that others can share the life we had as kids without any strife even though there was World War Two we were kids and had no clue except to dive for cover till the bombers passed or the doodlebugs motor would not last and when it cut out the thing would fall with a mighty explosion with a pall of smoke and debris and sometimes a form as someone dies and we are so forlorn but in the end we lived our lives through all of the chaos of that time and eighty year later remember the day when in the fields we went out to play.
I awoke at a very early hour and for a minute or so, seriously thought about getting up. Then common sense kicked in and I rolled over and went back to sleep. Actually, I did get up earlier than usual and we went out walking the grounds and the bottom road and managed to cover 1.4 miles on that first walk of the day. There was a nice cool breeze blowing which made all the difference.
I put out the bird feeders before we went out for that morning walk. Yesterday, I watched a large hawk made a dive at the birds that were feeding. It missed all of them and then perched in the tree above the feeders until I drove it off. Hope it stays away.
On our walkabout this morning, we got to see the three cows in the field across the way along with their two calves as they were congregated close to the road. There were not any exotics in view in the fields on the other side of the road.
Back in the RV, I fixed breakfast and that all important coffee for myself and then at the same time, fixed Sandy her special breakfast which today, she ate it all and licked the bowl clean. So, at least this morning, she has taken her medication. Mikey decided that he did not want his and it sat in his chair waiting for when he was ready.
I sat working on the computer and Daniel stopped by. We sat outside and chatted for 30 minutes or so and then he went back to work as did I only mine is in the air-conditioned RV and his is out in the hot sun. Another thing is that I do not get paid for mine as it is strictly a labor of love. Probably not worth much anyway…
I contacted the body shop trying to set up an appointment to get the Jeep repaired and am now awaiting a callback. The new computer handles some of my files differently than the old one and it is a little frustrating trying to find a work around.
Later in the afternoon, I tried the bodyshop again and this time figured out what I had done wrong in misspelling the log on. With the correct one to work with, I managed to email the quotes from the Insurance to the shop. They called me back a bit later and now I have an appointment for Monday at 10:30 am to drop off the car and pick up a rental vehicle. In a way, the rental is kind of a waste as it will hardly get used in the whole time that I have it but the idea of not having any wheels for at least two weeks is kinda scary.
With contact finally made, I was able to relax on that front. We went out for another walk about and just wandered around. The sun was still hot, but it was nice and cool in the shade, and we managed to cover 2.1 miles for the day.
I was sitting outside, and Daniel whistled at me from his RV and then beckoned me over. I was not doing anything except to listen to an Audiobook and I wandered over to his RV, He already had steaks on the grill, and I enjoyed a nice juicy one with all the trimmings along with a couple of beers as we sat and talked.
An hour or so later, I walked back to The Caboose and shut up shop for the evening. I had already brought in the bird feeders before I headed over to Daniels and Malinda’s rig having learned my lesson from a couple of nights ago when the deer completely cleaned us out.
The rest of the evening was spent in the usual fashion.
An Old Man and an RV. Henly RV Park, TX. Thursday 10/05/2023
We had a tremendous thunderstorm in the night with very bright lightning and a lot of very heavy rain. I learned later that we had 3.5 inches of the stuff which was good. The only problem with heavy rain is that most of it runs off and not a lot of it sinks in. Still every bit helps, and we will take what we can get.
I even got up earlier than I normally do just so I could get outside to see the results. There was rain forecast off and on for all day. We can sure use it.
We wandered around and got to see Olive with Greg in tow in the distance and waved to them as we walked the outside road leading to Hwy 290. The dogs were not dressed the same as their harness was soaked from last night’s rain and because I left it outside, I had to resort to each having a single leash on their regular collars.
We were stopped to let a car go by and I tried to guide Sandy to the side of the road, and she slipped her collar. She dashed into the road and luckily, the two cars, one from each direction, were paying attention and both stopped. I dragged Sandy to the side and slipped her collar back over her head and waved thanks to both drivers. By then, a third car had joined the group and Sandy had created a mini car backup. All this on our road that has very little traffic except of course, when you do not want any.
We made the walk the rest of the way without any further incident and went about the task of fixing breakfast. I fed Sandy her medicine mix and she ate it while on the bed. I think that is her special place. She got a big fuss made of her for being such a good girl (my words to her). Mikey just gave me a look as if to say, what did she do?
Then a fixed a burrito and coffee for me and turned my attention to the blog. It was raining, just a fine drizzle, but the whole appearance was of a damp and chilly day. We have not seen one of these for a while.
I sat and wrote and brought us up to date and looked out of the window at the miserable day and wondered what else I could get up to. Then I remembered that I had done laundry yesterday and that I had a machine full of folding and putting away, still to do. That got me motivated and I spent the next 15 minutes doing just that. Then I looked at the bed which was all messed up and went about remaking it. With that done, I was up to date on all the inside chores.
Daniel invited me over for coffee in the Break Room and we sat and chatted for 30 minutes or so before he went back to work. I continued with the blog before deciding to go out for another walk. I had received an invitation from Daniel to go over for supper which consisted of two different sorts of sausage in a tortilla roll. Then we finished by starting on the two plates, one of fruit and the other of raw vegetables that I had bought for the Soccer girls who had not partaken of my offer. That and a couple of beers and good company and conversation made a great ending to the day.
I thought about the recent days and the many different ways that I have spent my waking time living this life so sublime doing what I like to do most of the time without a clue with no one else to tell me wrong I breeze through life like a song knowing the words and humming the tune as the saying goes over the moon with the people I know here at the park always ready for a lark drive fifty miles to go to a show drink some beer and dance real slow or hop around as the music speeds and those of us with clumsy feet need lots of room or we will trip over ourselves as we feel hip so we stand in one place and move real slow just to put on our own show and let the dancers do their thing swinging by like birds on a wing.
The dogs took me walking the other day as we usually do and along the way we passed not one but three young men each running separately setting a trend as they moved gracefully forward striding along in effortless movement covering the ground with graceful ease and moving at a respectable speed I looked at the dogs as they dragged me along cursing under my breath with each furlong suffering agonies with each step that we took wishing I was at home with a book instead of getting pulled here and there as the dogs could smell the scent in the air of others dogs that had passed before we had even got out of the door actually this is not close to true Sandy does drag as we continue to walk along at a pretty fast pace at least for me although it’s no race especially when compared to the men who have just run on by and then back again in the time that it takes us a few yards they have galloped along without any regards to the effort it takes but oh to be young and join with them and their run alas my running days are long gone and I am content to carry on with Sandy always taking the lead pulling Mikey and me along like a steed and that is the way that it will be as old age has taken its toll on me I hope these young men through the years will continue to run through the gears staying healthy and fit as long as they can for running is cheap since time began and do not let life get in the way of staying healthy and fit or have any say doing it as fast as they can with thousands of runners throughout the land.
I thought about the recent days and the many different ways that I have spent my waking time living this life so sublime doing what I like to do most of the time without a clue with no one else to tell me wrong I breeze through life like a song knowing the words and humming the tune as the saying goes over the moon with the people I know here at the park always ready for a lark drive fifty miles to go to a show drink some beer and dance real slow or hop around as the music speeds and those of us with clumsy feet need lots of room or we will trip over ourselves as we feel hip so we stand in one place and move real slow just to put on our own show and let the dancers do their thing swinging by like birds on a wing.
