A Place at the Table

A Place at the Table was a thought-provoking documentary. Susan and I went to see it today at the lovely Rose Theatre in Port Townsend.

I have become very aware of the cost of food in the last year, with my “situation,” but I realized, after watching this movie, I don’t have it bad at all. Really.

Watching the people featured in the film battle just for a meal – of any sort – was heartbreaking. And perhaps even more disturbing was the kind of foods they are forced to eat out of pure necessity. I cannot imagine what it would be like to go into a grocery store and find no fruit or vegetables! No wonder there is an obesity epidemic in this country. The only type of food that is even half-way affordable is a full range of carbs!

And despite the good intentions of the “faith-based” NGOs that are trying to help, the foods they are able to provide are completely processed, filled with preservatives and artificial coloring. As the young woman teacher who distributed food bags said, “At least it is food,” although she cringed as she said it.

And then this is the dilemma faced by people at or near the poverty line, as was illustrated by a young, unmarried woman with two children. Unemployed and on public assistance aka food stamps and welfare, her two young children were provided with breakfast and lunch at the daycare. She was so excited when she finally got a job at $9 an hour. But then, food stamps stopped and the children didn’t qualify for free meals. She was over the qualifying limit! What can she do? Give up her hopes and dreams of a better life? Or let her children go hungry? This is why people can’t get off welfare! Yes, she was gainfully employed, something she really wanted, but now was unable to feed her children. $9 hour is not a living wage. So she is stuck in a system that is broken with  no signs of being fixed.

It all boils down to big agribusiness who get fortunes in subsidies, lobbyists and greedy politicians. Why oh why can these people not see they are killing this country?

I suppose greed kills.

Another Year…

IMG_0998004So today is my birthday and I am having a very difficult time believing that I am the age I am! How can that be? My mind tells me one thing, my body and the mirror tell me something different!

I do know one thing, though! My life at this age is a whole lot different – and I think better – than our parent’s and their parent’s lives. I know I don’t act the way they did. Some may say that’s not such a good thing but for me it is. When I look around at people my age and a bit older, I KNOW! I just do, that I can never be that way. And unfortunately, those are types are in the majority, especially where I live.

So what is that telling me? Same thing it’s been telling me, hell, shouting at me for at least the last year.

Don’t get me wrong. This location is idyllic – for someone – and at times, for me. It is the ideal situation for a peaceful getaway, a retreat, or for a couple of lovebirds who are wrapped up in each other and don’t need or want anyone else around.

This is my backyard. Mr. Heron standing watch, keeping all the mallards from approaching the small bank where they love to roost and forage. 

Susan spent a couple of days down here with me recently and she completely unwound and enjoyed the beauty of the place. The bird life is amazing and just the peace and calming of water on my back doorstep is restorative. There are many times I simply stand at the French doors, watching the water, the birds, the sky. However, the door is closed 90 percent of the time because it is just too damn cold!

And there lies the rub.

I don’t have a solution yet, just a lot of ideas and steps I need to take to handle things. It is slowly coming together and I hope that I will have everything under control soon so I don’t have to spend another winter here. It is just too depressing.

It looks like it is going to be a pretty day, so if it warms up enough, I may be able to get outside to do some well-needed weeding and garden clean up. And I expect Skype calls from around the world and phone calls from down south, all of which will really make my day. And I will probably work on a vision board and try to make sense of where I am, what I want and where to I want to be.

Bring on another year!

These a fun pix I took yesterday over in Port Gamble – lots of color!

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A Spectacular Day in the PNW

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This is the Hood Canal, looking east. The slight dip in the land on the horizon on the left is actually the floating Hood Canal Bridge.

It was a spectacular, beautiful day up here in the Pacific Northwest. Sun, sun, sun. It wasn’t really warm enough to sit out in, but was the perfect temperature for a walk around town.

It is so amazing when the sun comes out. People are smiling and friendly, willing to slow down to enjoy the bright shiny thing in the sky.

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The back of the N.D. Hill building on Water Street in Port Townsend

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Old Port Townsend dock

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The crocus (crocii?) are doing their best, brightening up the day.

An NRV Day

Spring is trying to make an appearance

Spring is trying to make an appearance

So today I did – exactly nothing! I don’t know why I was so lagging but I decided to just go with it and took and NRV day. For those of you unfamiliar with this term – No Redeeming Value!

I watched the last of a series on Netflix. A British detective series called Waking the Dead. I’m sad there are no more available yet; now I will have to find more English programs – they are so much better than the blood and guts the American ones spit out.

It wasn’t raining today, a blessing! But it was damp and cold; even the kitties weren’t thrilled and spent most of the day inside. A couple of days ago I did get some of the brambley blackberry vines cut down but still have about a third to hack away. I better get to them soon as they are already sprouting and once they get going – they are like triffid weeds and completely take over.

But all around things are sprouting. The fruit trees have velvety buds appearing and a few primroses are braving the weather. And the first rhody flower is showing it’s face. So there is hope!

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Yesterday, Susan and I went to Poulsbo for a get out of the house coffee. And had an interesting return trip.

Susan posted this on Facebook:

Driving us home today from an outing Poulsbo, Susan Colby, had a very close call at Termination Point. Susan exhibited such amazing driving skills. Some guy pulled out right in front of us and with no time to pick a different course, Susan punched it just enough that he went behind us. I fully expected an impact. There was a semi coming toward us on 104 and we would have been shoved into its path had the other driver hit us. Still shaking but really glad it was she who was driving. I am not sure if I could have pulled that off. Thanks, Susan! I think you need to pull the name “Granny” off of anything you are involved with. You are far from what most folks think of when they hear “Granny”. Thanks from me and my husband, kiddos and grand-kids!”

A really stupid driver! So I at least know my age is not affecting my reactions! Now, if it would just leave the rest of me alone, I would be a happy 18 year old again.

Still Winter With a Glimmer of Spring

Here it is February already and I don’t feel any closer to resolution on anything! Of course, weather plays a big part in how I feel and as it is still very much winter here, it doesn’t help much. This morning is frosty but it looks like it might be clear later, much as it was yesterday when I actually spent some time outside, clearing out some of the dead stuff, waiting for spring.

Some of the tulips are pushing their way out of the soil! They must be as anxious for spring as I am.

Some of the tulips are pushing their way out of the soil! They must be as anxious for spring as I am.

There are signs that spring is on its way – days getting longer, the irises are showing their heads, my pot of tulips is growing nicely so these are all signs that the world is turning as its supposed to.

My life is in a stall at the moment. With money so tight, and my eye still not really healed, I don’t go anywhere unless I absolutely have to, which means staying at home here at the end of the world with my kitties for company. This weekend I will go to Port Angeles to check the tenants out of the house there. I have an ad running for new renters and have had a couple of bites but nothing definite as I can’t show the place until the current tenants are gone. I have seen inside and they did a good job of painting and cleaning the place up, but this summer the exterior will need to be painted – cha ching!

In October, I gave myself six months to get the modifications etc. completed and here it is – basically, six weeks from the end of March, my deadline. Doesn’t look like I’m going to make that deadline after all.

Betsy suggested I test the waters with an ad to rent this house out for the summer. It’s around this time people are looking for their summer getaways. I don’t know where the kitties and I would go but right now, I am just looking at options. If someone wants to rent the place for 4-5 months, that would handle my mortgage for the year; I could just lock this place up and leave for the nasty months.

I don’t know…

My eye is slowly getting better. Once I stopped using the antibiotic cream, which it turns out I was allergic to, and just use the Kangen acid water and a moisturizer, it is so much better and it is finally healing. It’s been a month now – I normally heal so fast! So this is very frustrating.

I’ve been updating ColbyCommunications and that has been entertaining, reading all my old articles. Country Life was a lot of fun and so many of the other sailing and boating articles were good too! I’m going to be doing an interesting story in March. Some of the pilots at Kenmore Air, the seaplane company that the magazine is for, do water testing in the Puget Sound and I am going to go out with them. And another I am doing is on the Dragon Boats in Seattle. Both will be fun and although I get paid about zilch, it will be good to get my hand back into the writing game again. I am also going to track down Sandy and Andrew Butt and do an article about their olive orchard up on Pender Island. I will fly up there on one of the seaplanes, spend the night at an inn there, do a an article about the Inn and then go to the orchard. That’s my plan, I just need to contact Sandy and Andrew! This won’t be until May or so as the planes don’t fly up there until then – shut down for the winter.

Paying For Pleasure

Sun and Fun

Through the first two weeks of the new year already. Days are getting noticeably longer… and noticeably colder! Mid-winter is here but it has actually, touch wood, been relatively mild, with freezing temps at night but not too bad during the day.

So I knew that eventually the years of sun would catch up with me and now I am paying the price. On Friday I went in for supposedly minor surgery to remove a basal cell carcinoma from my eyelid. I wasn’t nervous at all, looking forward to having it gone! It was one of those things you swear everyone is staring at when they see you – “ooohh look she has a wart on her nose” or something like that. Probably no one even noticed, but it was starting to bother my vision, so my doc recommended a plastic surgeon/ophthalmologist so Susan drove me down as they has told me I wouldn’t be able to drive home.

Well…

The surgery took twice as long as they thought, and even though I couldn’t feel anything, other than the tugging and stretching, and could -oooo ick – smell the cauterizing, I found myself clenching my jaw so hard I thought I might crack a tooth!

The doctor started asking me if I had taken aspirin or any medications as they had a difficult time stopping the bleeding – hence the extra time to complete the process.

Finally, it was done and with all concerned clapping themselves on the back for a job well done, I staggered out. Shock set in immediately and I was shivering uncontrollably  until I got some sweet hot chocolate into me. Half way home, a 45 minute drive, I had to ask Susan to pull over as I felt like I was going to pass out. I managed to get my head between my knees and wait it out. When we got home, all I could thing about was getting into bed, which I did, post haste!

The shocky stuff continued through the night, sweating like crazy, light headed and woozy. But the vicodin kept the pain under control and in the morning felt almost human. With one eye-covered, my depth perception was way off and I felt completely off-balance.

Mid-afternoon I took the eye-patch off and decided I better not let anyone see me! I looked like something out of a horror movie! Eyeball bright red, and my eye almost closed from the swelling. But even with just a partial slit eye, it helped my balance and I could actually see.

Every day has been better and better. The swelling is going down, but my face looks lopsided but that is also improving with all the icing I am doing. And there is no pain now so haven’t had to take more vicodin.

I go back next week to have the stitches removed – and no, I am not posting a picture. I don’t even want to see myself in the mirror until I am healed!

On another note, my tenants in the Port Angeles house just got their orders to move back to Florida. Bummer! So now I have to go through that process again but I’m thinking that if I don’t get a Coastie, I will have a Property Management company handle it. It’s such a hike from here to deal with it, especially in the Leaky Beasty. So I have that to deal with in the next week.

Oh well, the trials and tribulations of a land baroness!

A New Era

panoWe are already almost through the first week of this new Golden Era. At least that is what the thinking is as the Maya calendar rolled over into the next baktun. There is a lot of belief around a new beginning, a new start, a new era of peace and prosperity which I fervently hope is true!

My new year is all about moving forward and not counting on anyone but myself. I think I have put way to much emphasis on outside sources providing for me – jobs, relationships etc. I just have to do it myself and if any of these other projects that have been hanging around come to fruition, well, that will be wonderful.

Stuff to be disseminated on the bed in the spare room

Stuff to be disseminated on the bed in the spare room

So I decided that, seeing as it looks like I will be here for a while, at least through the winter, then I would get out my “stuff” that has been in boxes up in the attic. But as I am pretty cautious about climbing ladders on my own, Susan came down and I handed stuff down to her and had her spot me on the ladder.

Mostly, I have pictures and slides. Masses of them and getting them all – or at least the most important ones – scanned has been a long time goal of mine. It’s tedious but oh so worth while. Also in the boxes are memorabilia from travels, like the jippy jappy baskets and drum from Belize; my beautiful African baskets and carvings. And then of course, there are the things the boys made as kids and poetry they wrote and their report cards! Oh, and MY report cards from elementary school. “Susan doesn’t apply herself” was the theme throughout my school years! Damn, I was sooo bored!

And then there are all the framed pictures. Since I landed back here, I didn’t really think I would be here this long so I haven’t hung anything on the walls. But now, I figure, what is going to take to repack this stuff and take the pictures off the walls? Not much and having them visible will feel more like home. So I have some of them hung including my lioness closeup and have put some out on shelves but I have become so used to the minimalist feel and being able to go around and clean quickly. So don’t want to clutter things up.

Despite the resolution to not count on anyone else, I still remain hopeful about ecology. Maybe now that the “fiscal cliff” is behind us, the investors’ purse strings will loosen up a bit. Harbors Magazine published and it looks goo and I am working on the next issue. I’ve also taken over Ryan’s side job. He said he was just too busy to do it any more so he handed it off to me. It’s an eBay deal where we auction newly released DVDs. Then they get shipped. He’s been doing it with a friend for a couple of years so he has a system that I use. It’s fairly simple but the added income will definitely help me out a lot!

This Friday, I pay the price for sun time in my youth! I have a basal cell carcinoma on my lower eyelid so have to have minor surgery to have it removed. It is really starting to bug me. The doctor who is doing this is an opthamologist/plastic surgeon so he knows what he is doing. Susan will take me as I will have a patch for a couple of days, so no driving! I will be so glad when it is gone. It’s got to the point where I think everyone is staring at me – “See the old lady with a wart on her eye?” Probably no one notices except me!

Back to the Gray

Yep, summer definitely ended. Gray skies, rain and cold with occasional sun breaks. It’s amazing how fast it happened – one day beautiful, sunny, clear; the next, dark, gray and dreary. And that’s how my mood goes, following the weather patterns.

But at least Betsy got some of the best weather in ages. It was so good during her first couple of weeks here, she said that if she heard me complaining again, she wouldn’t believe me! But now she knows and she’s leaving. She was leaving anyway, but her timing is good – head south to warmer, clearer skies.

It has certainly been such fun having her here. I’ve been out and about more as it really is more enjoyable to do stuff with someone who enjoys the same things. And as we are both on such tight budgets, most of what we have done has been either free or very inexpensive! Things like the Farmers Markets, apple picking, cider pressing – and tasting, a cup of coffee here and there, the Kinetic Skulpture Race, wine and beer tastings… We enjoyed those outings as much as we did others when we were flush – way back when.

It is so much easier living with a woman than a man! Maybe I am generalizing and being sexist but damn! Betsy just gets in there and does what needs to be done. She cooks and cleans up; she helped me cut back the huge kiwi vine that was taking over the house and then clean the gutters that were blocked by the leaves from the vine. I don’t think they had been cleaned since the house was painted eight years ago. It’s so nice never having to ask someone, or nag someone to help or do something. Or have to ask for help with a project. I’m not used to that so might have to reconsider getting a roommate.

And one of the best things? The toilet seat is always down!

We’ve reminisced a lot about where we have been, where we have hooked up and hung out, where we have actually shared living spaces, the places and trips we took and those have spanned the globe. It’s interesting though. We have completely different daily schedules. I get up early and go to bed early. She stays up late and wakes late so we both get our private or alone time without any effort. She loves Hinckley and Buddy (fortunately!) despite all their fur, and they love her. I think they will miss her as much as I will when she heads out next week. Most of all, I think I will miss all the laughter! We get a bit silly sometimes, but who cares! It’s good for the soul.

I had so hoped to not be here this winter but it looks like I will have to be. Despite ongoing efforts, ecology has not come through with anything substantial. I am working with the bank to keep this house; the Port Angeles house is ticking over with the tenants paying albeit a little late each month; the condo is still sitting there. The loan has just been sold so I plan to work with the new mortgage people to try to keep it too. I sent the bank a proposal and they actually responded with what I needed to do. I began preparing the documents and then got the letter saying the loan was sold! But I think the new company might be easier to deal with than BoA, so am hopeful that the condo will remain in the portfolio!

I have given myself six months. If all the house stuff is not settled by then, then I will walk away – don’t know where to, but something will show up. It usually does. Having the kitties makes it more difficult, but these two little guys have made my life bearable so many times, I can’t abandon them. So where I go, they go too.

The new magazine job is ok – it’s not something that I am going to get sucked in to and work hundreds of hours on. For the potential pay – appropriate hours. But I think it will be fun and it will involve trips, locally. Some by seaplane which will be a treat and stays in resorts etc, rather like I did for Country Life.

Now it’s time for me to get to work – but first, one more cup of coffee.

It’s All Over

Summer, that is!

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The past four days have been gray, misty cold in the mornings and a little sun – occasionally in the afternoon. Heat on in the mornings, for sure and today, for the first time, on all day. Summer is definitely over.

I can’t complain though, because we have had a glorious run of wonderful weather. Now I just have to adjust my thinking to “inside” and “gray” days. The trees are still turning but leaves falling like, well…leaves! Pretty colors still, before the really dark days.

It’s fun have Betsy here; nice having easy company and as we are both working, we aren’t making a lot of day trips. And both of us are on tight budgets which also slows down the field trips. We went blackberry picking a couple of times and plan on going to the Farmers Market tomorrow, provided it’s not raining. Then to Danelle’s new house which I haven’t seen yet. And on Monday, we are going for coffee at Betsy’s friends’ house who live up here.

Krispy Kale – a great way to get your greens! Especially sprinkled with Parmesan cheese

However, we did have a little dinner party last night with Susan, Dan, Mardelle and Jim. Very low key with fresh salmon which I did in the oven with dill, red onions and lemons. Delicious, even if I say so myself. And today, I made a whole big batch of kale crisps.

It sounds like ecology is kicking into gear – at least we are feeling hopeful that the funding is progressing and with the big board meeting tomorrow, we should know more. It will make life a lot easier, that’s for sure. And having a regular income will allow me to take periodic trips to SoCal and get out of the weather. That helped so much last year, then I can handle the gray until I can afford to rent this place out and find somewhere sunny to put down some roots.

I found that even the warm days here were almost too warm for me; I understand from all my MS reading, that heat is not good – and neither is cold! So I need a place of perpetual spring, where the sun shines most of the time and temperatures are comfortable all year. Costa Rica highlands? Ecuador? So my dreams of living on the beach in a tropical climate might end up not being practical for me. But I will most likely try it out to make sure – I know I would be as happy as a clam living in some remote, sunny place where I can have a garden, go swimming in the sea every day, and which is within an easy flight of the kids.

So I am keeping my options open – and feel pretty confident that very soon, I will actually have some!