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BEDSIDE READING

Fascism, a Warning, Madeleine Albright
A Restless Wave, John McCain
Under the Volcano, Malcolm Lowry
A Higher Loyalty, James Comey

WRITERS I HAVE DISCOVERED VIA THEIR BLOGS:
The Contract, John W. Howell & Gwen M. Plano
Plover Landing, Marie Zhuikov
Dancing with the Sandman, L.T. Garvin
A Cry From the Deep, Diana Stevan
Wish You Were Here, Adventures in Cemetery Travel, Loren Rhoads

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From wikipedia

BIBELOTS OF THOUGHTS
About a week after the city of Portland announced Stage I of water restrictions based on the lake levels and where we get our water from, our rain gauge measured almost eleven inches in two days. We did not get that much rain from Hurricane Harvey! Perhaps we toasted Chac, the Rain God, one too many times. My rain barrels and jugs are full but the effects of the rain won’t last long with the summer heat.

Husband ordered a portable solar generator, Goal Zero, and a couple of solar lights. The generator will power a few things to keep us going and it is not noisy like a gas generator. We may have not another hurricane for several years, but we are prepared this time and it will help if we lose power in an electrical storm also.

“Courtesy is contagious.” That statement (in red letters) was taped inside a cabinet door in our kitchen by my father as I was growing up. Whether it was meant for his three daughters or my mother, I never knew nor questioned it. Today it seems that discourtesy has become an epidemic in the United States. It appears to have its source at the top with a president that began setting the tone as he campaigned. Winning the highest office in the land did not change that attitude.

Surely we can disagree strongly, passionately, loudly and truthfully; protest and speak out, yet
display respect and civility!

Let us be thankful this Independence Day 2018 for all that we have as Americans. May we never take for granted the freedoms and rights that we have.

After days of endless searing heat we have beautiful rain today! It may not be enough to break the drought, but it is welcome relief. Husband and I had coffee on the veranda and put out extra containers to catch the rain water and rejoiced that the rain barrel would be replenished.

I love the rain. Perhaps that comes from growing up in South Texas where rain is usually scarce. I remember the severe drought of the 1950s when ranchers asked the preacher to pray for rain and put a little extra in the offering plate while contributing secretly to a plan to seed the clouds. Rain was always critical to my father as a rancher. He would stop whatever he was doing and watch it rain As a child I learned to do the same, and I can still remember the smell of the first drops of rain on dry, dusty ground.

Today I still appreciate the rain as we are in Stage II for lawn watering restrictions because of the current drought across Texas. We don’t want a hurricane but a little disturbance in the gulf that would bring us some moisture is always welcome. So far our rain gauge measures 3.4 inches and it is still coming down. Thank you Chac, the Rain God!

Disclosure:
The illustration I used came from Facebook, but I did not know the source.