Hi Everyone,

Lots of changes here,some great.. some not so great, Will write soon to update you all, in the meantime can you take a few minutes to read and sign this petition.. Our health is affected, please help alter the future for the health of us all.
https://org.salsalabs.com/o/2477/t/0/blastContent.jsp?email_blast_KEY=1279668
Thank You, Charlotte

First Week Of Spring

Here in our little corner of the world the first day Spring came and went as any other day would at this time of year. 

We are here..Where is Spring? 

 Sunny yet cloudy, windy and cold with even a few snow flurries whipping around our heads, but I did go outside and take stock of my little plot of heaven and what I found was it is in a dismal state of affairs! 
Everything in sight is dirty, the ground is either a muddy mess or frozen block of ice. Where we had tree's trimmed by the local utilities company a few months back,  branches laying all over are waiting to be cut and burned in the cool spring night bonfires.

Pond screaming "HELP ME!"

 The pond is screaming " Help Me"  as it awaits new life, as something made a meal our pond fish last fall.
Everything is so bare and is awaiting warmth as well as helping hand to regain it's former glory of last summer. 

I love it!!

Our little "Harbor Freight" Greenhouse is finally up, a Christmas gift from my son Tony. We built it in the few warm days we had before the winter chill returned and brought the spring winds with it.. Now that we have experienced the wind we are going to tweak the design a bit and add vents to the gable's both at the front and back of the greenhouse to help with the wind flow, as it does not have anywhere to go but out, taking panels with it! Also we are going to add clear caulking to aid in making the panels fit smoother and adding to the integrity of the greenhouse. Behind it we are putting a panel of six foot privacy fence as a three fold system:
1. To add privacy to our garden, Duh! 
2. As a wind break.
3. To aid in holding up a anti animal net over the greenhouse and our little garden plot as we feed the birds but want to deter them from eating our food as well as their own!  

Our next project after that will be constructing the raised beds and making some awesome soil to fill them with as last year we found out the hard way, bagged topsoil is not a stand alone mix for growing anything but a few weeds!

We hope you like what you read and will continue this journey with us.  Have a wonderful day.

Back to drawing board

So we are in mid March 2013 and I have revamped this blog yet once again.. I have made numerous attempts at picking a theme and sticking with it, but none seemed to speak to me let alone you as the reader, I cannot write about anything I do not know as I am not a writer of fiction only knowing what I know and what I am learning everyday. My wisdom is great, yet I fear as we all do ..it will go unused unless I share it  with all of you.

 Having said that I will add this; What I know is a lot, what I do not know is even more!

First off I am not now and never will be grammatically correct,  unless of course along the way I find a program that does it for me. Then by all means I will use it, I promise!

Later today I will start writing about the true life I lead here on my urban farm, the joys, experiments, triumph's and flops. all in living color for all to witness and be apart of.

Thank you for your continued support and consideration.

Good Morning Tuesday!

Tuesday is a interesting day of the week, not a day you look forward to or dread ..

Monday is dreaded, always has been always will be
Tuesday is better than Monday but less than Wednesday.
Wednesday is "Hump" day, mid week and closer to the weekend, which is full of promise.
Thursday is the day we chomp at the bit and scrape up the last bit of change in our purses.
Friday coveted Friday.. has always been my favorite.. pay day, last day of the work week, joy sets back in.
Saturday: Running day, Get everything done day, Date night.
Sunday: Day of Rest? or prepare everything for the new week and then start dreading Monday all over again! anyway it is a dreary dull day outside of the Bohemian Cottage in which I live, but all is cheery on the
inside as I think of my family and how much I love them.

Have I told you about my parents yet? No?  Well they live next door, I mean right next door, as I am writing this and sitting at the desk in my bedroom I am looking out my window and into the kitchen of my parents house. My Mom and I have this thing we do to signal we are awake and "open for business" and that is  opening the curtains. I spent my whole life up until now trying to "Get away, Be free of my parents rules" and now in my 50's I find comfort in them being next door as I am able to keep and eye on them and they keep one on me. There is comfort in knowing help is a curtain call away!

I only have one wish now, and that is; my children will come home and live close to me as well, then the circle will be complete.

Speaking of my Mother, she love holidays, especially birthdays, and no birthday of ours ever consisted of one day..it was a stretched out over weeks or months, My birthday is not til April and already I have received two wonderful gifts, last night she told me she had got me something and did I want to wait or have it now? Of course I will have it now please!! So here it is; this Awesome necklace, reminds me of the necklace, "Caroline Channing" wears on "Two Broke Girls" it is her good luck charm of when times were good and it connects her to the past as she makes her way in to the unknown future, I love that show and that thought too, I feel like that everyday.. I have so many memories of days gone by, both good and bad, as does everyone. As we all have no way of knowing the future, I find things of comfort to cling too also. This will be one of those things. Thank you  Mom.. I love this necklace! I told Mom I can't wait till my birthday at this rate I will have scored a wonderful collection of gifts.

Oh well enough ramblings for this Tuesday, I hope you have a great one!!

Link of Bread??

Logging on here to write a new blog I was immediately made aware via a popup that I can link folks from my Google app to my blog page, reading this made me completely draw a blank as to what was so pressing in my mind just minutes ago that led me here to begin with!

That seems to be the theme these days, online and in everyday life, I am being prompted to link this or connect to that!..I can only imagine what Henry David Thoreau would have done in my days verses his own, Back when he had to get away for awhile to live simply he went to Walden's Pond .. were would he now find free of all the comings and goings, connecting and linking's?
 I do not know were such a place still exists.. but I am bound and determined to make it my mission to find out,  and I am telling no one of it's location, as it is up to each one of us to find that hidden place where we can just go and get disconnected.

Even if we try to not be as connected, they still draw us in every time we make a purchase. The retailer wants us to use a card so he can put us in his data base and keep track of where we are and what we are buying? Have you thought about this? Is it "Big Brothers" way of keeping tabs on us?
They link us to stores and products placing us in groups that we do not even know we are in.
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Our cell phones are linked to a data base too and we can be found by those if we are "lost", and speaking of lost, are we?

I mean if we go in the grocery store to purchase a loaf of bread we are faced with multiple choice's of what kind, how much, baker, etc,. etc. and instead of making an executive decision and getting that loaf of bread, we have to get on the phone and call someone to tell us what we should have already known, because there is more at stake here then being connected or disconnected by technology,  it is the connections we have with each other, for if we are truly in sync we would not need to call someone because we would have been listening and engaged when we were asked to get the bread in the first place.

I have never been so connected yet so disconnected in all my life, but I am willing to make the effort to keep trying to make connection's that will last a lifetime.

My local "Rubbish Coordinator"

I have been tweaking this thought for a while.. It started a few months back while  I was watching an episode of "Undercover Boss", the CEO of "Rumpke Trash Service" was  undercover in the management part of his operation and wasn't he grand helping the office workers get better educated and more money.. why yes, yes he was.. they were deserving that is true....But.. and here it is folks...

These men who drive the trucks around our neighborhood work like slaves.. and I may add, wage slaves.
You may say.. well "It is their own fault, they applied and got the job with this company",  and "they are lucky to have a job" both statements would be true.  But have you seen the conditions in which they work??

Wait a minute, I am getting ahead of myself.. Just so ya know.."I Do" have first hand knowledge of  Trash Collectors and the conditions in which they work.. My Father, Robert Lee Cline started as a groundsman and then a driver for our city way back in the 60's, and worked this job till his heart said you must retire.
Back then there were a driver and 2, count them 2 groundsmen, Both guys on the ground working equally hard, as the driver stayed a step ahead so the harmonious action could continue all through the neighborhood. They worked through the rain, the snow, and whatever else Mother Nature placed upon them.

These days it is a sad state of affairs for the Trash man.. He is a crew of 1, that's right you heard me 1.
He pulls up, jumps out, loads our trash, jumps back in, pulls the truck up, jumps out..  I guess you get the idea.. he does this all day, in all types of weather by himself with NO help from anyone.

This morning I stopped our guy after he had been around the block and thanked him for his service and for picking up the furniture I had put out (I offered it on Freecycle.org  first, but no takers..Stop Charlotte that is another blog) last night with the help of my brother and our friend, both big strong guys . It was a very heavy solid couch and our "Trash Dude" lifted it and a chair by himself!! I am both amazed and appalled by this..

He was grateful for my appreciation as I was him.. later as he drove around the block continuing on his route, he honked and threw up his hand.. In which I promptly acknowledged and waved eagerly back..

I am not posting this to toot my own horn, for being polite or appreciative is something I hope everyone still does, but to bring the sad state of affairs this country has come too into light.. Were 3 men efficiently did a job that is of great and valuable service to us all, now one lone man bares' the weight of this task solely on his shoulders.
Where has common sense and consideration for our fellow man went too??

Dear Mister CEO.. please look outside your office window and see the thousands of hard working men and women who are really getting their hands dirty.. without them where would be?