Ha! So it was you fondeling fruit at the Coop😜. Thank you for the laughs out loud! You crack us up — I have heard my mom laugh several times today, which fills this house with joy!
Please understand, everyone that the hilarity of that last blog stemmed from the fact that lots of our friendly critters ( raccoons, squirrels, many many mice , and crows etc. you name it) all thought my garden was the place to chow down just as our veggies got ready to pick ! Thus our solution we dreamed up was to load the fence and any posts inside the garden with all kinds of flashy aluminum pans or Birth day hats ,Boas and bells! It became Irresistible to our quirky senses of humor not to get going on the idea of the summer night hooplas in the Rich’s Hollow Tavern’s garden night club! Sorry if we got carried away , but what fun opportunity ,in this case “ to stay grounded “ and to laugh at our selves again.
Good God - I'll never again think of a tomato as something to put on a salad. I was going to suggest a game camera to capture all this wild nocturnal vegerotica but perhaps the world isn't quite ready for that...
Ha ha! We realize the Funny Farm may not be the most politically correct place to live🙄 I don’t know how our kids keep up with it all! The one thing I do know is if we don’t take the time to laugh at all our ridiculousness and brokenness and compost the parts that are killing us; we will just stay stuck in the pain and our old ways that are killing us. Here’s to using humor to help us let go of our pain bodies and make room for our new healthy more evolved roots and shoots. And as Erik reminds us here on the farm: keep it wet and green!
For a brief while, I thought that perhaps “vegerotica“ might be an early candidate for the Merriam-Webster “Word of the year,“ only to discover that there has long been a website “vegerotica.com“ that announces that one has arrived at the website that links to the “legendary YouTube, and Vimeo videos of fruits and vegetables.”
Finally, an explanation for how y’all spend those long cold winter nights.
Ok quote time: name the author and the play. And if you can get Acts and Scenes my grandmother will give you big points from Heaven.
And points from me: why am I mentioning these quotes:
Easy one, but you get to describe the meaning:
“All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, and one man in his time plays many parts.”
Your mom‘s birthday is reminding you to think about her life in the eighth stage, past what even Shakespeare could’ve imagined in his time. As I wrote to your mother on her birthday, we are but shooting stars in the galaxy of the cosmos end of time. Your singing bridge is a community made up of players at every stage of life. I believe you are also reflecting on the fact, that H sapiens is running out of time to fix this “stage“ or planet before there are no more H, sapiens. Life‘s timeline is not infinite, and nowhere is it written that H sapiens(truly mankind as a species) has an infinite timeline.
In other words: you would like all the players to get to singing bridge, live together, play together, but most importantly, WORK TOGETHER, and while we still can try to fix this mess, so the future generations will continue to be able to enjoy these singing bridges of the world.
Consider this reader impressed! My last serious look at The Bard was some 4.6 stages of man ago which is rather a sobering realization in itself. I wont cheat by going back through the mists of memory to rediscover the play but will instead suggest that we all encounter one another at different points in our respective lives (as we are, in fact, doing here) and that depending upon timing and circumstances, we all have different roles to play in the lives of the people with whom we are interacting. As to whether the timing of it all is random or part of some ineffable cosmic order, well...that's a topic for another time.
William Shakespeare, “As you like it”, act 2, scene 7… The famous monologue by Jacques, also known as the “seven stages of man.”
Shakespeare and you, dear Celina, are taking us through the life cycle of H Sapiens, the seven decades of a man’s life from birth all the way to death and oblivion. We come, and we go.
Why are you mentioning these quotes? Growing up in “ singing bridge“ you were introduced to, and performed many plays and scenes right there in your own house, and in your barnyard.
Community is just that that… People bonding together to try to figure out a way to muddle through life in this crazy world. If we didn’t have humor and the ability to laugh, especially at ourselves and the human condition, and it’s often highfalutin ways, we all go crazy.
Bingo! Thank you, Peter! In our new mentally aware era I think it is more important for us to learn to laugh at ourselves more than ever before. H Sapiens are in for a really tough next chapter and if we don’t learn to laugh and share toys and start processing some of the crazy pain and learn to grieve together we will get too yanked around by our past and have no room to heal.
Ha! So it was you fondeling fruit at the Coop😜. Thank you for the laughs out loud! You crack us up — I have heard my mom laugh several times today, which fills this house with joy!
Phew!
Please understand, everyone that the hilarity of that last blog stemmed from the fact that lots of our friendly critters ( raccoons, squirrels, many many mice , and crows etc. you name it) all thought my garden was the place to chow down just as our veggies got ready to pick ! Thus our solution we dreamed up was to load the fence and any posts inside the garden with all kinds of flashy aluminum pans or Birth day hats ,Boas and bells! It became Irresistible to our quirky senses of humor not to get going on the idea of the summer night hooplas in the Rich’s Hollow Tavern’s garden night club! Sorry if we got carried away , but what fun opportunity ,in this case “ to stay grounded “ and to laugh at our selves again.
Good God - I'll never again think of a tomato as something to put on a salad. I was going to suggest a game camera to capture all this wild nocturnal vegerotica but perhaps the world isn't quite ready for that...
Ha ha! We realize the Funny Farm may not be the most politically correct place to live🙄 I don’t know how our kids keep up with it all! The one thing I do know is if we don’t take the time to laugh at all our ridiculousness and brokenness and compost the parts that are killing us; we will just stay stuck in the pain and our old ways that are killing us. Here’s to using humor to help us let go of our pain bodies and make room for our new healthy more evolved roots and shoots. And as Erik reminds us here on the farm: keep it wet and green!
For a brief while, I thought that perhaps “vegerotica“ might be an early candidate for the Merriam-Webster “Word of the year,“ only to discover that there has long been a website “vegerotica.com“ that announces that one has arrived at the website that links to the “legendary YouTube, and Vimeo videos of fruits and vegetables.”
Finally, an explanation for how y’all spend those long cold winter nights.
Ok quote time: name the author and the play. And if you can get Acts and Scenes my grandmother will give you big points from Heaven.
And points from me: why am I mentioning these quotes:
Easy one, but you get to describe the meaning:
“All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, and one man in his time plays many parts.”
Your mom‘s birthday is reminding you to think about her life in the eighth stage, past what even Shakespeare could’ve imagined in his time. As I wrote to your mother on her birthday, we are but shooting stars in the galaxy of the cosmos end of time. Your singing bridge is a community made up of players at every stage of life. I believe you are also reflecting on the fact, that H sapiens is running out of time to fix this “stage“ or planet before there are no more H, sapiens. Life‘s timeline is not infinite, and nowhere is it written that H sapiens(truly mankind as a species) has an infinite timeline.
In other words: you would like all the players to get to singing bridge, live together, play together, but most importantly, WORK TOGETHER, and while we still can try to fix this mess, so the future generations will continue to be able to enjoy these singing bridges of the world.
Consider this reader impressed! My last serious look at The Bard was some 4.6 stages of man ago which is rather a sobering realization in itself. I wont cheat by going back through the mists of memory to rediscover the play but will instead suggest that we all encounter one another at different points in our respective lives (as we are, in fact, doing here) and that depending upon timing and circumstances, we all have different roles to play in the lives of the people with whom we are interacting. As to whether the timing of it all is random or part of some ineffable cosmic order, well...that's a topic for another time.
William Shakespeare, “As you like it”, act 2, scene 7… The famous monologue by Jacques, also known as the “seven stages of man.”
Shakespeare and you, dear Celina, are taking us through the life cycle of H Sapiens, the seven decades of a man’s life from birth all the way to death and oblivion. We come, and we go.
Why are you mentioning these quotes? Growing up in “ singing bridge“ you were introduced to, and performed many plays and scenes right there in your own house, and in your barnyard.
Im quite sure that’s Shakespeare but I can’t claim to know which play.
Oh Elisha!
What a sketch!😂 You made me laugh my head off! Celina mum
And here I thought C3 was going to yoga in the late afternoon…
When all she was doing, was Twerking with the other tomatoes in a safe place
Ha ha! I will never compete with the tomatoes-- hot yoga is enough for me!
I’m starting to understand why the skunks are getting so turned on
Enough, all of you...if you don't cut it out I'm going to be arrested for loitering in front of the produce aisle.
Yet another image I wont be able to unsee...
What a great way to start a sunny sunday...
Priceless humor! Think i'll veg out today.
The “Singing Bridge 🌁
Community is just that that… People bonding together to try to figure out a way to muddle through life in this crazy world. If we didn’t have humor and the ability to laugh, especially at ourselves and the human condition, and it’s often highfalutin ways, we all go crazy.
Bingo! Thank you, Peter! In our new mentally aware era I think it is more important for us to learn to laugh at ourselves more than ever before. H Sapiens are in for a really tough next chapter and if we don’t learn to laugh and share toys and start processing some of the crazy pain and learn to grieve together we will get too yanked around by our past and have no room to heal.