Musings from the Pod VI: 10 Minutes

“Alas, poor mackerel in a can. I knew it, Ziva, a fish of infinite taste, of most excellent cuisine. It hath borne me on my lips several times, and now, how cherished in my imagination it is! I want to gorge upon it!” “Gibbs, what are you doing?” “I’m filling in for mom, writing for her blog. What do you think?” “No.” “No? I thought I was giving everyone a bit of cat culture.” “By bastardizing Shakespeare?” “How did youRead more

It’s Okay!

At first, I LOL’d over Monday’s “Shame Your Pet” cat calendar page. I have a cat that yowls at 3:00 am out of pride for the smelly Baby Ruth he leaves uncovered in the litter box. Yeah, cats are weird. Then again… There are times when I think we’d all like to yowl about something at 3:00 am or any time of the day over the things that bring us joy. The first bike ride of the season. The coolestRead more

SoCS: The Cheers Poem

Cheers to air conditioning and the space that’s not too hot Cheers to capris and flip flops the short shorts…I cannot Cheers to coconut ice cream and lemonade in a glass Cheers to a swimmable lake and flopping down in tall grass Cheers to riding an orange bike and walking wooded trail Cheers to a frosty mug and its contents to inhale Cheers to blue sky and sun and the birds that chirp their song Cheers to childrens’ laughter and theRead more

The Green Room

Why must I be your prisoner, locked in the pistachio green room all day? I have given you perfect love and constant, faithful loyalty I speak your name every day, loud enough for the neighbors to hear, but you order me to shut up. I devour your daily tuna fare and brazenly beg for more. You are held in motherly high esteem, yet, here I am, locked in the square green room. The days can be hollow and lonely. IfRead more

Silence

“In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.”  ~Robert Lynd~ I’m as silent as I can be watching birds in a nearby tree So close and so near I can’t reach, though, I fear They delight in loudly mocking me I’m as still as I can be watching those damn birds flee I haven’t moved an inch At the window’s fringe I shall have one soon, I decree I’m no longer patient, youRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: Sun

“If I had to choose a religion, the sun as the universal giver of life would be my god.” ~Napoleon Bonaparte~ There is no doubt in my mind that Gibbs and Ziva worship the sun whenever it makes a morning appearance through the east bedroom window. That’s as long as they are not lusting after worshipping the birds outside the window. All hail the sun, the birds and a soft place to nap. This post has been brought to youRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: This Day Found

“We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.” ~Friedrich Nietzsche~ (Make sure you watch to the feathery end.) This post has been brought to you by Facebook friend Joan, dude with a guitar and bird that can dance. It has also been brought to you by Linda G. Hill’s “One-Liner Wednesday.” All you need to play along every Wednesday is an awesome one-liner and follow a few rules. Birds of any kind are notRead more

Partners in Attempted Crime

DP Weekly Photo Challenge: Whether two of a kind or ten, give us subjects that are in sync with one another — show us partnerships. Neither cares to sleep or eat together, rarely do they play together, but in nefarious thoughts of birds and lunch, they are committed partners in attempted crime.Read more

One Love, Two Noses, Eight Paws

This post is a bit late for the Friday photo challenge: One Love. Better late than never, I say. I needed the opportunity to take a few new photos of one-love-times-two: Gibbs and Ziva. Not counting family and friends, these two outweigh everything else, including chocolate and orange bicycles, in the one-love arena. Hands down. Their two noses and eight paws have an important place in one heart. At first Gibbs wanted nothing to do with a photo op. HeRead more

A Veer to the Left

When I looked, I knew I might never again see so much of the earth so beautiful, the beautiful being something you know added to something you see, in a whole that is different from the sum of its parts…what I knew was that the earth underneath was alive and that by tomorrow, certainly by the day after, it would be all green again.  ~Norman Maclean~  I don’t have expectations of green by tomorrow or the day after. It’s tooRead more

Countdown 2014 (from the Gibbs Journal)

January          Polar Vortex? I do not know the meaning, only that the human has cursed those two words since the beginning of December, 2013. It sounds awful, like hell on earth, and the cursing usually occurs as the human walks in the door, literally shaking. This polar vortex must be out there, somewhere along winter’s landscape, holding court with the snowflakes and ice. I press my nose against the patio door window and am surprised by how cold it feels.Read more

Batbird Lives!

Yes, I was Batbird for Halloween. The illegitimate daughter of Batman and an exotic, purple Amazonian bird. Natasha and Red were part of the bird family, although their genetic heritage is unknown. Perhaps Elvira and a cardinal had something to do with their physiques and the red feathers growing from their foreheads. The Halloween party was a blast, as usual. A local establishment, Waverly Beach, puts on this soiree every year, the Friday before Halloween. This year, that Friday fellRead more