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Tuesday, December 5, 2023

DAY 4124 - CRANBERRIES, THE LIST

 

   

Messages - acrylic, collage


 

 

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2GN2S

How Ocean Spray Harvests 220 Billion Cranberries A Year

Ocean Spray Cranberry farms are a part of a large cooperative established in 1933 that includes the US, Canada, and Chile. Many of the farms are fourth generation and greater family farms. Each year, Ocean Spray facilities produce about 88 million cans of cranberry sauce and 223 million bottles of juice

A great 3 minute video, here. 
 


 

Too Much Too Soon

I guess it could be possible. I am so desperate to be back to normal, that I made a big list of things I needed to do today. I left, list in hand at 11 am. based on GH3' advice... 

 
1. I took out the cardboard trash, that i had taken to the shredder last Saturday. They don't shred cardboard.
 
2. I started out with the farthest away, So Cal Shredding in Lake Forrest, 14miles or 23 minutes away. I was having 45 or more floppy disks shredded. the man said , I can shred them as you watch, I trusted him but was curious to see a machine that could eat my disks in 30 seconds. I had taken one apart, and it wasn't 30 seconds.

3. Next I went to DMV, another hard one, to get a temporary handicapped pass, as I can't walk far and have dizziness sometimes.

4.  I was Near Costco, so I got gas, even though it wasn't on my list.

5. I took my judging uniform to the cleaners.

6. I stopped by Ivy's Health Food Store, for their famous chicken-walnut salad for supper.

7. I also stopped by Casa Mesita for 1 taco to take home for lunch. Another one not on my list.

8. Call for an appointment for my eyes. I am am almost out of contacts, and I think I may need a change.

9. Came home exhausted at 2;30, so tired I could have had a nap standing up, but when I looked at the calendar, I saw that I had a physical therapy appointment with Joseph at 4;30 in Sand Canyon.

10. Back home again and started on this blog.

I did miss 2 on my list, but I'll get them tomorrow. Maybe.
 
 

  
 
A 3 minute video, Amazing Cardboard, here.
 
 
 
Just because ...
 
Hoatzin


Tuesday's Smiles ... 


 


  

  







 

 



 

Monday, April 10, 2023

Day 3887: Muxes and messages.

   

"Constant Uncertainty": photo, collage, digital.


 * PS Alert: My significant other (Mac Pro laptop) is still ill, and not himself. I am not able to format correctly, so things are out of place,


                                         

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Unique beauties


Sometimes, good news can just be learning that someone exists. Harmeet Kaur wrote a fascinating look into the world of muxes, a group long recognized within the indigenous Zapotec people of Mexico that are often referred to as a third gender. A local legend goes like this: San Vicente Ferrer, the patron saint of Juchitán, was carrying three bags of seeds meant to be distributed around the world. The first contained male seeds, the second contained female seeds and a third bag contained a mixture of the two. But as San Vicente was passing through Juchitán, the third bag ruptured – and from it sprang the town’s famed community of muxes. Muxes are generally assigned male at birth but tend to present in typically feminine ways through their behaviors, clothing and occupations. Many are skilled in embroidery or other artisan crafts, or work as merchants in the markets that drive the region’s economy. Though they still face social challenges, they are sustained by their deep-rooted cultural origins. I love this quote, from Kristhal Aquino, a muxe activist: "I’ve always said if I was born again, I’d choose to be me.”


 

Message Boards

  


I saw this today on Facebook and it reminded me of a story. About 20+ years ago, we were driving in Brea, CA when I saw a house that looked so much like the one above. But it had a different message. The one I saw said, I love you Darlene. So, while driving, we discussed under which circumstances we could picture doing that? Maybe Darlene was sick? Or maybe she was depressed? Maybe they had had a fight? Maybe he was drunk? We'll never know but there is always a story, and this one surfaced today.



 
 
A great 2+ minute video, Mexico's gifted, here.



 
Just because ...
  
Shoveler



 


Smiles for Monday ...
  
 
 

"Explain to the child that art is simple 
like writing or singing. " Mark Rothko 
 
 
 



 
 


 

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