Jo Mayne Casey

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Week-End Wrap-Up..

In 2016, Photos, Summer at Sonnystone, week-end wrap-up on June 27, 2016 at 10:10 am

I was exhilarated when I woke up to a wet, rainy world this morning!  Last week was hot as hell and every day the weather center warned us of the dangerously high heat indices—all above 100-104.  I think I’ve complained about my excessive sweating before, haven’t I?  As we made our way through the week’s activities, I sweat through a plethora of wardrobe items and sweatbands.  It didn’t stop me, but I’m definitely ready for some rainy days…  Imagine my consternation when I opened up my blinds to see my butterfly bushes had completely fallen on their sides, nearly uprooted.  So instead of watering this a.m., I’ve been fighting the shrubbery, pushing them upright until I can figure out the final cure.  >sigh<

After picking Olivia up from VBS on Friday, we enjoyed the activities at the Shrine Fest…

The Ultimate Air Dogs:

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Fun for the kids…

The Air Show…

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On Saturday, Casey and I opted for the more tame, but no-less-hot, New Harmony Arts Fest.  It was teeny, but the music was terrific…

Sunday I was out at Mesker Park Zoo, doing my MG thing, when I ran into my old nursing-school buddy, Vicki Roberts.  Silly old us, we failed to get a selfie to prove it, but we Will (honestly) get together as soon as we can and talk, talk, talk.  It was the highlight of a great week-end, but you’ll just have to take my word for it!!

Hope your week is full of Peace, Love, and Friends..!

 

Happy First Day of Summer!

In 2016, Summer at Sonnystone on June 21, 2016 at 11:55 am

Did you catch the Strawberry Full Moon last night?   I subscribe to the Farmers Almanac newsletters and they streamed a giant telescope view of the rise on the East Coast.  It was so cool that I almost forgot to head outside and see the show from Sonnystone.  The pink orb was surreal, but clouds wanted to spoil my view.   I love me some MoonShine…

Thursday has become my day with Olivia and last week we went over to Henderson.   The W.C. Handy Blues and BBQ fest was ongoing, but not much daytime activity that day.  To our dismay, it was also the hottest day of the year–98degrees–with humidity so thick that you had to push your way through the air.  We ate in some a/c and then went down to their little splash area.

Casey and I went back on Saturday  and listened to the always-excellent jams, enhanced by the addition of large screens for the people who sit at the back.


So now it’s really summer!   I’m going to book a flight to NYC today and I’ll return with Emma and Eliza on 7/19.  In addition to Camp Sonnystone, we have a Field Trip planned (in the Coach) to Lake Rudolph and Holiday World.  They all just grow up too fast, so the sooner I get them here, the better.  Olivia is as excited to see them as I am, and when the NYers see how much Samantha has changed, they will be delighted.  Cousins are the best, aren’t they?

So that’s all for now.  Oh, except here’s my current Summer Song, one I’ve revived many times since its 1992 release…

Week-end Wrap-up

In week-end wrap-up on June 13, 2016 at 10:24 am

hippie warrior

I got up really early yesterday morning and sweated out in the garden for a couple of hours before I stopped for a break.  Cooling off in the a/c, I turned on the radio to listen to my Sunday-morning broadcasts on NPR.  That’s when I heard the news about the massacre in Orlando.  Stunned and sickened, I broke down and cried.  I’m crying now, too, because those victims were my brothers and sisters, even the killer and his family are my brothers and sisters, and I share their grief, anguish and their anger.

I am not a democrat.  I am not a republican.  I am not christian, muslim, jew, or hindu.  I am not who you say I am, and I can’t be summed up with demographics.

My testimony is that I am a human being.  Human–I have a body, a body that will die.  Being–I have a spirit–a soul that will always be.   My spirit, my being, is Exactly the same as yours and “theirs” and all the Beings who are gone, all the beings who are to come.  Our bodies and our “lives” look different, but We Are All The Same Spirit, chips off the old block, you could say.  That block is Love, which requires Forgiveness,  which is the only path to Peace.  (the members/families of Emanuel AME  demonstrated that most poignantly)

I keep praying for that moment when we all come together in love, but this terror keeps us afraid of each other, and fear is the opposite of Love.    Don’t give in to it, friends.    Keep Peace in your heart.

And in the end, we were all just

humans,

drunk on the idea

that love,

only love,

could heal

our brokenness…

……c. poindexter…

Week-end Wrap-Up

In Photos, week-end wrap-up on June 6, 2016 at 9:27 am

I took a break from My garden to hang out at the Zoo garden this week-end.  Our Amazonia Docents met up on Saturday morning and got a personalized guided tour from our illustrious leader, whose name I will not mention without his permission.  He is so damn smart and I learn new things everytime I talk with him.  His smarts are not just with the plants, but also with the animals, so you can see there was  a lot of listening as we walked through the Rain Forest exhibit.

Sunday morning I returned to work the crowd, sharing what he taught us.  I happened to work with a fellow MG who is also a walking talking encyclopedia on all things Amazonia.  What a workout for my brain!  However, my lazy-like-a-fox strategy is to keep these people around for reference…    The animals were more active than I had Ever seen them, especially the howler monkeys who are pretty sluggish in the winter.  But doesn’t Spring perk us all up?

This Jaguar is named Beliza and she is the female part of our Zoo’s duo of the cats.  They have to be kept apart, as they are solitary creatures in the wild and the males and females only come together at breeding time.  These two have two daughters living, compatibly, in a zoo in New Jersey and there are no plans for them to ever breed again because, well, our world doesn’t actually need more jaguars in captivity.  I love her coat…

I walked across the street to a restaurant called “Toast”, where I had arranged to meet up with the Jrs. and Casey.  Toast is fairly new and I’ve heard great things about it, so was excited to try it out.  My crew had arrived before me and were waiting for a table.

The restaurant is right on the golf course and has a lovely patio and a small indoor dining area.  It was not full and I began to question why we were waiting to be seated.  The young lady was stammering and stuttering about how she could maybe put us at two tables, or maybe set us up on the patio.  I didn’t get it.

There’s 2 tables right there, I said, why can’t we just pull them together?  She said she could, but was clearly uncomfortable about seating us.  I pressed on to find out what the problem was, and it turns out a party of 25! people had marched in without any reservation or notice to them.  (they were still there)  If the venue had known, they would have staffed more and cooked enough, but as it was, the group had cleaned out the buffet!  So the kitchen was way behind, the servers were frantic, and what kind of people travel around in groups of 25???   Lunchtime on Sunday in Southern Indiana, it was probably an after-church group.  I hope that they just got a little out of hand this Sunday and that they don’t take their 25 to a different restaurant every week, upsetting the staff and offending other customers.  Perhaps they never worked in food service, but they messed the day up for a lot of people.  The server was clearly uncomfortable having to turn us away, but I’m glad for her honesty.  She could have just sat us down and we’d have figured it all out after waiting and wasting time.  I hope their day got better and that those 25 left a Huge Tip.  Please, call ahead if you are traveling with a group of more than 10-12–or even call ahead with that if it is a small restaurant like Toast.  I Will Return, though, as the food sounds yummy.

So we walked back to the Zoo and ate there.

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The Jrs. went on to walk through the Zoo and we came back to work in the yard…   I’ve got about one more day of planting and moving and I’ll be done.  I’ll show you more garden on Wednesday, but I have to brag that I’ve already got some pretty good-size better boys on the vine!

Hope the sun is beaming rays of Peace and Joy all over you!  Soak it up…

 

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