Monday, August 25, 2014

rambling back

Of the many ways, and dates I use to mark the turning of the year, today the 97th anniversary of my Father's birthday is the one I am most grateful for. Not only because I wouldn't be here, but also because of the many things that as I get older I never realized  I learned from his quiet ways. And the ways, knowledge and ideas that are through him a gift from my ancestors...all of whom live on in what they passed  to him,  all the lives  touched by that legacy . 

I can't choose what was the most important part of this legacy, a legacy we all have, and not that we have to follow it perfectly or can't lend our own ideas to it.  Oh! wait, that is the biggest and most important part of it, handed down it becomes ones own. 

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Thursday, August 21, 2014

haiku "summer sighed"

 only tracks in white sand
when winds blow, summer sighed
 white sand turned white snow

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Aug 20th National Radio Day

Radio, I can still remember listening to the radio before we got TV. That would have been in the early 50s.  In spite of, or may-be because of, the many advances  we still turn on the radio, for news and music. 

There was not much information on National radio Day, seems it's origins were in the 80s or may-be the 90s.  Radio itself was invented about 100 years earlier.  They were. and still are, a staple in American homes since  the 1920s, there were also a hand crank models for those who did not have electric yet.  The day when radio brought  soap operas, serials like Little Orphan Annie and The Lone Ranger or dramatic programming are gone, though some of the programming is still available, complete with the crackling and static.

We had an old gray Zenith radio on top of the refrigerator, and I had a few transistor radio to see me through my teen years from the British invasion, to the Jefferson Airplane.  TV was not aimed at the young audience in those days, Radio was still the place to get news, and little did I realize I was getting an education from those 5 min news segment every half hour.  The not so accurate weather forecasts fostered an interest in backyard meteorology. Radio was quick to find a new niche when TV came along and people wanted to see and  hear their "stories".   And that of course was music, especially once the very portable transistor radio came along.  My introduction to the transistor radio came during the 1960 World Series, one of the boys in our class started wearing what the teacher thought was a hearing aid, though most of us knew it was the earpiece of a transistor radio.  Radio also began to program with a younger audience in mind. My favorite station went off the air just before 6PM every day, way back then, and I would sit and listen to the "dead air" wondering what the town the station was in was like.    Those little radios accompanied me everywhere, on hikes or fishing, anywhere I might go.  It sang me to sleep at  night, when I was crushed by a heartbreak.  But then in the morning the battery was dead, and I was out of music until I could get another battery. 

 The huge furniture like tube radio sets, remnants of the previous decades  still sat in people parlors. The man who repaired our TV in those days also repaired  the furniture/radios.  It always seemed so very strange to listen to the Rolling Stones on a set meant to play Gabriel Heeter's newscast, or Kate Smith.   Listening to will Rodgers on  YouTube strangely doesn't seem the same way, at least to me. 

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Sunday, August 17, 2014

black cat appreciation day-August 17th


My little friend here is all decked out to celebrate Black Cat Day Appreciation Day, August 17th.  He knows that he is one dapper fellow.  Black cats are more likely to be male than female, the Bombay, is the only all black breed. They are the offspring of a Burmese  and a black American shorthair.   The American Cat Fanciers Association recognizes  black cats in 22 breeds.  Cats with black and some white,  called  "tuxedo "cats, are often credited with be very loyal to, and protective of  their humans.   
The adoption of Black Cats from animal shelters, is a part of this holiday.  Unfortunately , black cats are  more difficult to find homes for.  Rumor has it that in the United Kingdom. people are leaving black cats at shelters because the cats don't photograph well....which in the words of Capt.  Peacock "neither rhythms nor scans".
Poor little guys and gals, they were once worshipped.  The ancient Egyptians  followed Bast ( also Baast or Bastet) shown as a black cat or a woman with a cats head.
Cats were mummified, and ritually buried.  Killing a cat was punishable by death.  The cat, domesticated in about 1000BC, is one of the more recent domestication.  Cats would tell you that they are not domesticated, unless they want to be.
The industrious nature of rats and mice was revered by the church during the medieval era, and the cat with it's mysterious comings and goings, and moods, was considered to have evil intentions, sadly they were hunted and killed for their alleged connections with witches and devils.  The images of rats who carried the plague  can be found in churches built during this time.

Owners of black cats are warned to keep their cats indoors at Halloween to keep them safe.


Black domestic cat (Wikipedia)
Black jaguar (Wikipedia)
Melanism, the term that describes being  black  is also found in the  wild cat breeds.   It may help in camouflaging the animal making it easier to ambush prey.  there is some evidence that melanism  is linked with increased resistance to pathogens.   Of the 36 species of wild felines, 11 have black or melanistic  color phases.
Black leopard (Wikipedia)

 It has been a very long time since I had a cat sharing my life, but when the times comes, I hope a black cat picks me.    I have had, black rabbits, black goats,  a black rooster, and a black snake, and if hubby had his way black scorpions....and a very overprotective tuxedo.  Think I'll call him or her "Inky", and may-be buy us both a top hat.

Friday, August 15, 2014

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

august haiku

~~Artist~Ruth Baily summer-nights-

out under the moon
firefly and fairyfolk
August dreaming bloom