We have just had a major storm with freezing rain and ice galore breaking limbs and damaging trees the worst we have had in our memories we usually get this once a year with ice and snow making us fear not wanting to go out in the stuff to sit inside and watch is enough usually, it is just snow a couple of inches which is the low accompanied by a lot of frost temperatures so cold that all is lost driving is a hazardous task going slow and not very fast hoping to stay on the road otherwise, we could end up towed just as suddenly as it begun a couple days later out comes the sun and the ice and snow all disappear the green grass shows bright and clear and a few more days of Nature’s warm and though the trees may now be deformed with broken branches here and there as Nature does the damage share and Man is left to clean the mess that Nature caused and not in jest hopefully this has come and gone and we will be able to carry on with the life that we know without this winter’s ice and snow.
I was 87 years young yesterday to celebrate we went out to play which for us is walking the park wandering around until it is dark and maybe if fortune goes my way and my health is good for another day more will follow year by year just as long as my thoughts are clear for there is no sense in living long if the brain is not working strong and can manage the daily tasks which is really all I ask
Physically I am in good shape except for the occassional ache brought on by trying way too hard to accomplish work out in the yard or fixing something in my RV or draining tanks which is plain to see that this is very necessary chore for comfortable living for us indoors
We go out walking but not too far no longer hiking without a care although I think that I am strong and on these walks could carry on but walking with the dogs is slow as they do not walk fast or want to go instead for them there is much to see and with their noses sets them free for them the distance is not what counts it is all of the smells that they find out and so we do not make much speed but this is really what they need.
I am happy to be outside enjoying the sun with the dogs by my side who cares if we do not go very fast or wrack up the miles like in the past instead the fresh air and just to be out enjoying our lives and making it count for who knows how long we continue this trend we will walk together up to the end and then our walks to us will be something lost in our memory.
I was 20 years old in this picture, a very long time ago. What a handsome chap compared to now.
Today for me is a special day celebrated in my own quiet way just me and the dogs who help me share my closest friends who really care although to them no concept of time not knowing the thoughts going through my mind.
The few friends that still remain send me greeting but kindly refrain from pointing out just how old I have aged but instead, they talk of an earlier page in this book of life that we all write each page turning in a flash of light.
When we were all young and could run and jump and kick the ball with a mighty thump sending it flying miles down the field and running like hell with nerves of steel to tackle the man the ball to retrieve and score a goal for our team
Gone are those days but the memories live on all that is left of that glorious song as we doddle around trying to be straight hoping to not fall as we walk at a pace not much faster than the average snail I hope to make it and to prevail.
On the other hand I can still walk along with the dogs as we chalk up the steps counting each one walking for us is lots of fun trying to get two miles a day exercise for us which in its own way helps me to reach that unwritten goal another birthday to add to the fold.
Today I am eighty seven years old with a mind that is young as life still unfolds with so many things to see and do and a memory that hasn’t much clue of names of people that we have just met and just as soon I quickly forget.
But all of the important stuff like living my life which is enough to keep me active with my little dogs planning a trip and keeping the logs paying the bills and driving the RV a monster vehicle plain to see.
How much longer to live this life until it turns into too much strife and I can no longer the person be to care for my doggy family or look after myself along the way or this life is no longer play
Who knows what the future brings maybe a host of other nice things and that other birthdays will come to add to this present one of one thing I am pleased to say I have lived my life in my very own way.
Wonder what this New Year will bring to us in the way of cheer or will the Covid thing still survive and if even if we are still alive to celebrate that we will continue to face the hazzard’s of living as the human race on a planet that we slowly defile polluting the air and all the while pretending we are the superior race and it is others that can be replaced it is not too late for us to change but I am afraid that our frame of mind will not let it go as it is we have to show that we are in fact the superior race although that reasoning flies in the face as Nature in fact is the way to go as she puts on a far better show and year after year reawakened to please with plants and animals, birds and trees and to bring forth an abundance of green the likes of which is only seen as we look around at this glorious planet that Nature provides as she began it and is now looking to protect her own for her wisdom and might that she has shown that she was here long before Man came knocking on the door and when Man has long ago gone Mother Earth will still carry on
Another year has come and gone and still we are here to carry on with living this life that we have chose in an RV and driving the road staying in one place for a couple of weeks or longer if the campground fits with maybe trails to walk the dogs for exercise though we do not jog as a slow pace is what we walk so, the dogs can smell and sometimes stalk whatever it is that they smell and for us all is well.
Me I need to take these walks to stretch my legs and clear my thoughts and exercise to keep my health extend the years and add to the wealth of living for as many years not letting them interfere with doing what I want to do whatever that is as I have no clue and ponder about the latest thing that maybe Mother Naure will bring wind and weather, rain or snow who knows which way she will go in the end it matters not as we have little control over what is our lot.
Group Of Children Playing Football With Friends In Park
Gone are the days of long ago when life was simple and oh so slow and we ran and jumped when we were kids not a care in the world just endless bliss climbing trees and miles of walks out in the country as Nature talks telling us to go this way here is a better place to play down by the stream to catch a fish and putting it back deaths not our wish as life is precious in every way and we did not eat that fish today spending all day out in the woods amusing ourselves as kids should life was simple without many cares no TV or cell phone just us and fresh air coming home tired at the end of the day to parents who asked if we enjoyed our play knowing we were out in the woods playing our games just as kids should not stuck indoors unless it had rained although to us kids it was all the same
I feel sorry for the modern-day kid not knowing the joys that we all did as we played our games without a care and for each other we would always be there long gone are those days never to return for life has changed those years we have burned the world is different and now it’s not safe for kids in the woods or down by the lake no longer climb trees and nature in place instead, stuck at home with a screen in their face and where they go so does that phone as people walk, they are never alone they are so glued to that bloody screen that life passes by to them unseen.
The modern kids of today know not the joys as we did in play but life was so much simpler then and I feel sorry for you my friend raised in a world with a phone in your face the beginning of the end of the human race for Nature’s world will pass you by and will die before your very eyes and you will see it on your phone and realize you are alone. no birds or animals’ grass or trees all gone all extinct just to please those of you of the human race that needed that phone stuck in your face. for the phone has replaced the wonders around all of which can only be found by looking up and glancing about and thinking then there is no doubt that the wonders of Nature can only be seen by eyes no longer on that screen.
I was watching the TV the other day and the World Cup was being played football a sport that is played with the feet and sometimes the head if the ball it does meet it started in England in years gone by when villages from one to the other would try to kick a pig’s bladder and make it go as far as it could along the road.
From one village to another by using the feet and the playing field was the village street that joined the two and it could be miles and to the winner’s so worth while and the whole village would turn out to run and kick and scream and shout for this was a contest that had to be won for the shame of losing was not any fun.
All the villagers would join in all trying to kick at that pigskin and when a winner was eventually found there was feasting and drinking, and joy abound that the Village was champions for one year until next time the contest drew near and then to have another showdown in the hope of retaining the crown
Today the game has many laws and Referees to enforce the cause to make it fair so both teams can win although to the players with much chagrin they never agree what the Ref implies pleading their innocence without any joy but the Referee has the last word and no amount of pleading can be heard.
No longer villages of any number of players now each team has eleven in their number and only one can use his hands the Goalkeeper is the last to stand to stop the others from scoring a goal as between the posts the ball must roll and sometimes the game will end with a tie with nobody scoring although hard they did try.
The game is now played in each space no longer rushing to win the race from village to village which was fine instead on a field all marked with lines and distances all basically the same with length and width that can be changed to fit into the available space to control the game and not make it a race.
The ball is now perfectly round and made of leather and can only be found inflated with air to a certain degree making it easy for all to see to head or kick or control with grace the players themselves are of different race unbelievable skills to make them the best what they do with a ball they are truly blessed.
To the rest of us as we did grow and played the game although very slow hoping one day to be so skilled a Professional player our dreams fulfilled but knowing that we are not the best instead, we play along with the rest enjoying our moments out on the pitch dreaming our dreams and fulfilling our wish.
One group of villages changed the game instead of leaving it the same decided instead of kicking the ball would use their hands before it could fall and pass it off from hand to hand to advance the ball along inland they ran with the ball as though in a race and the game of Rugby took its place.
Now both games are played side by side and to the extent they are played worldwide instead of a village wearing the crown now a Country can be renowned for winning the World Cup and champions be the best in the World the top Country at playing the game that started so small from village to village with a pigskin ball.
There is a lot to be said for this RV life even though it might cause some strife not usually with another who camps but things that go wrong in a circumstance RVs are notoriously weak and those that own them try to seek ways and means to make them work something that cannot be shirked for even if it is brand new often as not without a clue something will break and need repair or the drains will not work and with despair you rush outside and open the doors to find the valves and just like before you push and pull and hope that it works and the water flows in fits and jerks finally, it levels out flowing smoothly from the spout and then you look around to see just what else is not working free as one of the things with this RV life and one that causes a lot of strife is that things do not work for very long and maintenance helps the things be strong what do you expect when you drive the road shaking the RV with the load things move around and sometimes break or leave a mess in the wake but still even with all of this fuss for me RV living is a must as I enjoy the open road or park at new campsites which often show the reason why we like this life even though it has some strife just me and my two little dogs living our life and no ones the boss though I am the human with all of the clues between them they tell me just what to do and we live together without any strife the dogs and and me and the RV life.
Love is a word used without thought an expression of feeling often sought by people who for another they show strong emotions so the other will know that the person cares with all of their heart and are willing to share and be a part to stay together for the rest of their days and share their lives in wondrous ways.
Then there are other uses for the word often by others to describe the verb when they say they love to dance or maybe on taking a chance on placing a bet or taking a dare or just describing how they fare when watching a game or eating a meal then love to them is how they feel
Love can be a fickle thing sometimes nothing more than a fling here today whilst the interest is high gone tomorrow when another goes by that replaces the original thought and feeling that is sometimes sought to describe the emotion at that time which at that moment is so sublime.
There are others who can truly say that they have loved in a permanent way and are still with the person they first adored or the love of an object or even more that the word used in a descriptive way fitted the part and is here to stay describing their feelings that will not change which will always be the same.
Me, I am not of the loving kind at least not in a permanent bind and have married three women who I first loved I really thought were sent from above but things happened it was not to be and they are just a memory and love is gone and who is to blame as life goes on and is never the same.
The one thing I can truly say there is a love that in its own way to me is stronger than man and wife the love of my pets who through my life have comforted me on many a sad day before each of them passed away to be replaced by more of their kind whose love for me is undefined.
The word itself describes how we feel and sometimes those feelings are not real a verbal description on a different day could be used in a different way affection or feeling might even belong or even worship if the feeling is strong but in truth the word is misused As we all know, it is sadly abused.
As we walk around the park looking at what we see admiring the view as we stroll from the people to their RV’s some of which are tiny and made for one or two others are so very big and can sleep quite a few to some their RV is their home to live in all the time staying in one place or moving on to them it is all just fine and others use them some of the time when the weather is good taking their family out on a trip to enjoy as a family should.
The RV life is not for all as a permanent home there is not much room and there are chores to do hard if you’re alone but living in a tiny space with another mate is a test of compatibility which will decide your married state for there is no place to go if disagreements do arise except the only thing to do is to take a walk outside until cooler heads and commonsense are properly applied and a family can once more live happily together inside
We do not have that problem with me and the two little dogs for after all I am the man and technically the boss although if the truth be told they do have their say obviously not in words but they often show the way they rely on me all the time to look after them and I supply their physical needs and do not them condemn for any slips that they may have inside of the RV and any walks they get to take are all because of me
We wander around walking slow depending on what Sandy wants as she is the leader of our group and definitely the boss one thing that I am glad is that she cannot speak otherwise, her voice would ring, and our ears would break especially when she wants to go someplace that’s not safe and I must yank on her leash her stubbornness to break but she holds no grudge and trots of to someplace new and Me and Mikey as we have learned carefully pursue.
Those two little dogs are my only friends left to live with me my former wives of which there were three are just a memory of lives from long, long ago and now all in the past as life goes on and things change, and nothing ever lasts as I think back of the times long ago that slipped away and think of where we are now living every day just me and my two little dogs living it all alone in our RV just we three with me their chaperone.
When I look back upon my life and the many things that I have done mostly on the better side but here and there a stupid one I would like to say that I am not dumb and have a brain that can think but now and then just for fun it goes to sleep in a wink and crazy things happen then resulting from my non thinking brain making poor decisions who knows when and my life is forever changed at the time that this happens again it was a good plan all the same but the end results in things gone wrong generally resulting in a claim that cost money, time and prolongs how long we stay in one place and I am the one that pays the price the end results in losing face waiting to see what is my choice is it something very profound or just as simple as pay the fee for whatever my misdeeds abound there is always a something else to see hoping that good sense will be found. as life is still a mystery as the world spins slowly around.
We have been here way too long waiting before we can move on for I have only myself to blame as I am the one that created the pain doing things with a lack of care is the reason that we are here stuck in this park that we share waiting for the Jeep to be repaired if I lived in a permanent place fixing the Jeep would not be a race to get out of here and on the way back driving on to stay on track of reaching our goal where we usually stay with a couple of stops along the way to winter it out at our favorite place to get there will not be a race as we have 500 miles to go before we will eventually show back up at Henly to spend the time waiting for winter to decline so we can hit the road in the Spring driving and camping and doing our thing.
I was reading through some work that I know was written a very long time ago when I was at least fifteen years younger and now I am much older and wiser although wiser is a relative term used by people to affirm that they are smarter than the average bear and that in their thoughts they really care which may be true in their minds the sum of our thoughts often find that the things we often say can be hurtful in many ways in our beliefs and way of life some of whom prefer to strife while others look for a peacefull way and let the others have their say that is how it should be otherwise it is tyranny we should all try to get along each one singing his own song different than what your neighbor sings he is his own person and can do his thing as long as it does not interfere in all of the things that we hold dear for as individulas we have choices or collectively raise our voices there is no purpose to this poem no hidden views or call for action other than to lead a good life trying to do it without any strife respecting those who try the same for life is so much more than a game with the winner coming out on top life should be shared and we should stop competing to see who has the most of material goods which are quickly lost for when we die as we all do what use the gains of a lifetime or two for the only ones who will reap the rewards are those left behind who can now afford to start the cycle all over again until in the end they end up the same.
We walked in the park as we usually do first thing in the morning just wandering around. Other dogs were out and about with their people and one RV had 4 little dogs outside in a pen. This started a barking contest between them and mine which continued even when we and they were out of sight. Little dogs love to be noisy.
Back in Quatro, it was the usual breakfast and coffee and then some minor chores before settling down for the morning read of world events just to see if anything had changed for the better, which it had not. Still the same very troubled planet. I turned my attention to emails and as usual, found nothing of major importance. I guess that is a good thing thinking of the adage that, “No news is good news”.
I turned to the blog and completed yesterday before posting it. I guess to any readers that might still follow me, my life is both very repetitious and boring. A couple of years ago, I might have agreed with you but now, as I grow older and slower, it suits me just fine as I am not that man anymore. I am quite content to sit around and use my brain and not my muscles so much, not that there are that many left to use. Except for my legs, that is as they are still in pretty good shape. The rest, wishful thinking and remembering the athlete I used to be. Then again, at least I am still around even if I am growing old…
This morning as I was shaving using my electric razor, I noticed that the shave was not as smooth as it normally is. Close inspection showed that the foil cover has deteriorated and needs a new one. As shaving for me is one of life’s necessities, I opted to drive into town to find a new shaving head. Long story short, after trying several different places, Walmart’s, Walgreens and such, none of these places had anything like what I needed. One Walmart’s had a head supposedly a replacement for the numbered razor that I have but it is nothing like the one that is currently on the razor, which I was smart enough to bring with me to compare. As a new head, which I cannot find, was going to cost as much as a cheap new electric razor, I opted to buy the latter. It is a little different and not the same brand and when I got home, I tried it out. It works just as good as the other one, so I have not lost much except a lot of frustration.
We went out for a walk, and I noticed that the weather had cooled off quite considerably as it had clouded over. I did not have a jacket on, and we only took a short walk before returning to the warmth of Quatro where I settled down to write in the blog. I spent a couple of hours catching up and then we went out for the final walk of the day around the park and then out onto the road. I had to change my direction as I noticed a lady walking 3 large dogs in their unfenced back yard that we normally walk past. I did not want any confrontation se we went a different way. It makes no difference to us as all we are doing is walking with no special direction in mind other than to finally end up back at the RV. Other than this little bit of excitement, the rest of the walk was uneventful.
We finished off the evening in the usual way still searching for another good series to watch. I settled for the final episodes of “The Walking Dead’ of which I had watched all of the earlier installments.
The year has flown by as October fast comes to an end. When I was a kid, I never noticed time and the days seemed to last forever. As I grow older, the days also get shorter, and it has nothing to do with changing the clocks or seasonal changes. Time is just slipping by faster than I like.
I tried out the new electric shaver and although not as comfortable as the other one, did the job without hacking off my face. What do you expect for $30.00?
We walked in the park as we usually do, making a figure eight circuit which totals 4/10 of a mile. The first walk of the day is just to stretch out legs and for the dogs to do their thing, not for distance and cardiovascular training. A couple of the RV’s were getting ready to move on and one had two dogs, a large friendly guy with a waggly tail and another small white one. The owner came out and picked up the small dog and the big guy came over to say hello to us. He was really friendly and even Mikey could sense that he was not a threat and although not exactly enthusiastic, at least did not growl and get defensive. I made a fuss of him before we moved on and he went back to his RV. His was one of the RV’s getting ready to move on, of which there were at least four that did pull out.
Back in Quatro after the usual breakfast, I searched the World News but as usual, nothing at once affected us. Nothing good either. Why can’t we all just get along…The emails were the usual mix of junk and some worth reading and I can almost count on one hand, the number of people that I correspond with. The weather outside is very overcast with rain in the forecast but we have no plans to be outside other than dog walks.
It started to rain as I was writing the blog and the forecast is for it to continue for the rest of the day. We need the rain so I should not complain, and I do not have any plans anyway. I finished posting yesterday’s blog and caught up with today, looking around for something else to get up to. In the end, I watched two English Premier League football matches which took up most of the afternoon.
The rain eased off enough for us to go out for a short walk so the dogs could do their thing. It was still miserable outside and none of us wanted to be out there longer than was necessary. Back in Quatro, after feeding everyone including myself, I settled down to watch one more EPL football match making three in one day. Talk about binge watching. First time, I have ever done that. My life is definitely changing.
I spent the rest of the evening trying to find another series that I might enjoy with no luck.
Who ever thought that I could be, a writer for one like me who trouble has in speakingwords has found the pen is mightier. and that remembering the words to use in sentences that are profound can take the time and write them down and sense they make to one and all who listen hard but cannot hear the verbal words as they lack the meaning that I’m trying to say so I write them down in another way to explain the words that my mouth cannot say for I fear that a speaker is not my way
An orator, one who can hold, an audience so strong and bold in the palm of his hand with words so fine they listen to every one of his lines as he speaks they hear magic of the times of the words he has to say as he speaks to them from far away.
Now maybe the twist is in the words the orator may well read the choice of pieces for the need to an audience recite the written word, that I did write and even though the will to speak of that I am very weak the orator can say the things and for me say that which I keep in my mind and on which I write.
I like to plan where we go as we wander to and fro with no particular place in mind a journey as yet undefined travelling on a general whim stopping when we reach the end at any particular site we choose knowing we have nothing to lose we do have a general plan in a big circle before we land back to where we started from and where we began singing this song as we drive around each place we are not in any race and take our time as we travel along heading back to where we belong to spend the winter close to home wait for the Spring before we roam and then back out on the open road me and my dogs who share the load they are my companions on these trips as I drive they are giving me tips watch out for that car or maybe that truck another near miss boy we are in luck Dad is good at driving today but then again if he had his way Sandy would drive while Dad takes a nap and Mikey would watch viewing the map and Dad could sleep as we drove along living our life and singing our song we all know that Sandy can’t drive not if we want to stay alive Dad must drive where we want to go along with the traffic and with the flow until we reach our next campground which on the map he has found set up and stay for a couple of days and then move on living this way.
I decided in my usual way that today should be laundry day something always fun to do that even a person that hasn’t a clue can throw the clothes into the machine and then can hope they come out clean adding detergent and turning the dials choosing the time to make it worth while wait an hour and then walk over and transfer the clothes into the dryer add a sheet to make it smell nice something we do without thinking twice and after another hour has passed the journey over will be the last and folding the clothes so clean and neat and back in the bag and hit the street to make the walk back to my RV put clothes away just like before nice and clean and smelling fresh hoping that we passed the test except the only ones who care are two little dogs whose life I share who sleep on the bed one on each side clean covers smell nice our own scents to hide.
I sat here thinking of my life as the years go flying by of time I have spent without a wife years ago when the last said goodbye I am a batchelor through and through thirty years of living alone I do not have the time to woo nor the need of a woman in my home I can manage my own life cook and clean and household chores and I can do without the strife my own decisions to the fore for company I have my dogs who never ever get mad or sore and love me for what I am not perfect but this they ignore they never get enough of my love and I cherish what they give to me but more than that like from above we are each others destiny they are my companions in this life and so I take care of them in return we have no strife together until the very end their lives are short as we all know they do not live for very long but then again I am old and mellow as I too am ending my song I plan to make the very most of the time that we have left and I hope that they go first even though I will feel real sad losing them will be the worst my two little friends our lives entwined sharing the passing of our time.
The human mind is a wonderful thing as it collects information for later use filing it away in places unseen for the brain its meanings to deduce we all react in different ways when we receive words good or bad if the words are good, we shout hooray and our hearts are happy, and we are not sad if however, the words we receive bring bad news of any kind then a cloud descends, and we feel deceived and maybe terror of what we may find time is supposed to heal bad news and make those feelings go away however, if the news of those views has cost you money and you had to pay or a longtime friend that you have known has died and left and you did not say how much you cared for them as a friend and you and your grief are all alone but you live on for another day you and your mind and the thoughts it has shown.
