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The Serenity Garden (journal part II)

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Susan Caldwell
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150 posted 07-14-2004 09:12 AM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

Well, Karen, at least you won't get behind in your reading....lol

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

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151 posted 07-14-2004 09:14 AM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

Oh and Raph? thank you!!  But I emailed Meg and she is so sweet!! She is indulging me a request and I can't thank her enough!  

Thank you Meg!

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

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152 posted 07-14-2004 06:18 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

:waving:

I'm back--and I am fine (and I'm sure that will be confirmed by the lab, too) There was only one minor complication when the physician discovered that my husband's head been stuck up me arse for so long that his skin and mine actually grafted.




But as I said, I'm fine, and he only looks like he cut himself shaving.



To the couch before I get a yelled at.

Thanks all for keeping me company and for all the fun.
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153 posted 07-14-2004 08:48 PM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

So glad to hear that you are fine Karen!
I wonder if it's true when my hubby says that my butt problems come from him spending so much time "blowing sunshine up my ass" .....oops, sorry, I didn't mean to say a bad word ...but it also stands for donkey..heee heee.
  Anywhooo, my darling hubby and I are off for a few days away starting tomorrow. Probably be back in a couple or three days. I cannot wait to see Georgian Bay and the magnificent escarpment once again. After finally finishing the kitchen remodelling, we both need a break. So, all of ya be good till I get back ya here?!!! Hugs, Chrislane
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154 posted 07-17-2004 04:13 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Hey!  

I can honestly say I've never been there!
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155 posted 07-17-2004 04:16 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine



Serenity’s Garden Party…

The sun shone bright and called to me
Whispering low, “Come; see Serenity,
A garden for poets and artists to eye,
Something that even may make you sigh.”



So I went to the compass for direction, and more,
And found some peace near heaven’s door.
I gazed at the benches and imagined the chatter
Of poets and friends, over various matters.



The Sun said, “Come, and stroll with me,
Just be quiet and see what you see…”
So can you imagine my child-like delight
To see the swallowtail come and alight…



With colors before me, my breath, it was taken ~
For too much stress leaves the body forsaken…
I’m glad I listened to sounds of the Sun
And thought of my poets, each, one by one…



And then Mr. Buckeye did the Cottoneyed Joe,
His partner then left, but he stayed on, so.
I winked at him and he posed for me,
And said, “Say Hi, to Serenity.”



Serenity surrounded me in whispered delight,
A garden she found, hence peace, this night;
And as for me, my poet friends…
Listen when  Sun says, “Come here, round this bend….”
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156 posted 07-17-2004 04:42 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

*beaming at you*

wow



thanks so much Kari, and where did the groovy pics come from?

and sorry if I'm weirder than usual--I've never cared for morphine but apparently it's the only thing that will keep me still.

I'll be "flying" through that garden for awhile, methinks. And yes, Mysteria, I'm going to go take that nap, I promise.

Hugs to all, and I'll write more soon.

I do love this place!

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157 posted 07-17-2004 04:52 PM       View Profile for iliana   Email iliana   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for iliana

Glad to see you writing again, Karen.  Get some rest.   ........jo

Karilea - yes, where was this?  It sure is pretty!
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158 posted 07-17-2004 05:23 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Salina boasts a great number of Parks, small, medium, and large.  This was taken at Oakdale Park - the same park that hosts the RiverFestival...only sans 90,000 people.  Just the butterflies and me, and the thoughts of my poets and friends...

I was free and alone most of the day...so I got some sunshine time to do what I enjoy doing...

You could say that these were hot off the digital...

But I knew what I wanted, and the park didn't let me down for a moment...
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159 posted 07-17-2004 05:35 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Sunshine, such a very pretty garden,
For those that are able to sit.
But our poor Serenity has a problem,
That'll keep her standing for a bit.

We were on the phone thinking,
What could we do to soothe her pain,
It wasn't until after I hung up,
I got a good idea once again.    

She's bound to have a spare toilet,
Remodeling an extra house for sure,
Let’s fill it up with Epsom salts,
Softened by warm water that is pure.

Now that will help her swelling,
Heal her “shiney hiney” too.
Roll her computer up to that throne,
Now that’s what we should all do.

Serenity's
Shiney Hiney Sitz Throne





[This message has been edited by Mysteria (07-17-2004 07:03 PM).]

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160 posted 07-17-2004 07:10 PM       View Profile for Enchantress   Email Enchantress   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Enchantress


OMG Sharon!!  This is fantastic....Serenity will love it!
And I'm thinking I'd like to give it a go too!
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161 posted 07-17-2004 08:33 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

(sing to the tune of "Wouldn't it be loverly?"

"All I want is a "loo" somewhere
far away from the eyes that stare-
with Charmin waiting there
now wouldn't it be loo-verly?"

sheesh.



I'm a bit off my game folks.

sorry.

(and Sharon, how did I know you'd do somethin' like this??? )

too cute!
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162 posted 07-17-2004 09:04 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

You're ALL priceless!
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163 posted 07-17-2004 10:15 PM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

  and to carry on with your tune of "Wouldn't it be loverly" -

Lots of poetry for you to read
Lots of ointment that you might need
Hot tea, sweet treats, and gleeeeee ...
Oh wouldn't it be loverly?!!
I'm baaaaaaack!!
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164 posted 07-18-2004 02:37 AM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Ya'll are cute too!

Hey Chris, welcome back - hope you guys had fun?  You got here just in time for Serenity's potty pitty party.  Ah, all kidding aside, she is doing really darn good for someone who had surgery only on Wednesday.  When I was talking to her today, during the course of a long  conversation, she told me she had accomplished a task that is not near yet on her list of things to do   so I think she will indeed make it. Being a good friend and all, I told her how happy I was for her, sheesh! Must be that hot Cajun cooking down there you think?  Whatever it is at least all's well that ends well. Yuck, yuck.  For some reason Karen, I want to get up on stage with you and do a stand-up improv routine of one liners with any play on words relating to your current problem, so I am sitting on my hands.
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165 posted 07-18-2004 03:00 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

groan.

I should have known better than to tell you that.

Sheesh.

I consider myself lucky that "serenity blazes a bm" wasn't put in announcements with flashing lights and a brass band.

(Don't even think about it, you!)

(yer lucky yer cute! )

and Ronnie baby, I tried to change the subject--they were supposed to leave me stories about family legends!

Now I'll have to open a sub-category for "legendary family BM stories".

heh.



byeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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and btw...I want to thank you all for joining in my madness. I tend to deal with stress with humor, and it wasn't intended to minimize anyone's battles with illness.

It didn't work either. The morning of my surgery I had a full blown anxiety attack.
They brought me to my room and I was supposed to change into one of those lovely gowns they provide--but I told my husband--

"fetch the truck and meet me out front"

"okay!" he said, "I'll go out the side you take the front.

sigh.

You got it.

He met me at the elevator instead with a male nurse armed with a syringe. But unfortunately for everybody involved my adrenaline was racing so bad it took about three more shots to knock me out. (The nurse told me later that I was talking clearly and quite lucidly giving her my recipe for snapbeans too.) That was the funny part.

The not-so-funny part was that my bloodpressure nose-dived to fifty because of all of the meds and they had to rudely shove a tube down my throat.

sigh.

(It would take a team of professionals to overdose me, huh?)

But the point of all this (I think) is that all surgery should be taken seriously.

And then there is the beautiful simplicity of the karma here--

See what can happen when you go through life being a pain the ass?

I live and learn.

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If you're a pain, darlin'...I've got a bridge for you...

Now that I know you're up and about, I'll come back with a story, soon.  

[skipping off in search of some memory providing a "family legend..."]
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Paternal Grandmother….a legend, of sorts…

Dad was the ninth of eleven children.  Over the years I’ve had occasion to look back and wonder on why some certain things just hadn’t been said about his family – I mean, he was close to his brothers and sisters, and I knew something of my Grandma Bess – but only very little – she had died shortly after I was born.  

The reason for so little background apparently stemmed from the bad memories my father carried.  Although – not even my mom knew all of them.

But one story I do remember dad telling me one Sunday morning, close to a particular spring day, while he was making his wonderful pancake batter, and showing me how to “stretch ‘em out…”

Dad had learned to cook, bake, sew, and many other “female accomplishments”, all in accordance to life on a South Dakota Farm.  This of course was in addition to the male responsibilities a young man picks up in a large family.

And apparently Grandma Bess knew how to stretch a pancake.  My father’s understanding of “fat” pancakes only came about once.  You see, he made the best thin pancake – you could consider it a fat “crepe” I imagine…but for some reason, the thinner, the better…

And the first time I had a “real restaurant” pancake was the first time I couldn’t see my way through them.  The thicker a pancake, the more it seemed to be like warm squishy dough – so to this day, if I can’t fix ’em like my grandmother taught my dad….then I just don’t eat pancakes outside of my own house.

But apparently, it had come about at a time in my dad’s life when he was a young man still at home, that this man had come by one Sunday, and offered to help the boys with some morning chores in exchange for breakfast.  Breakfast on Sundays generally featured Grandma Bess’ wonderful pancakes in addition to other farm-style dishes – sausage gravy and biscuits, or just biscuits with butter and homemade jelly – eggs anyway you wanted them, fried potatoes, applesauce, sausages and bacon, etc.

But this man had heard of grandma’s pancakes, so he always seemed to show up of a Sunday morning, early, to help with chores, and to get an invite to the family table.

Well, that was fine – it was common back then to offer food for chores – and times were hard, drifters were plenty.  But this fellow, Jake, didn’t want to drift too far, it seemed, and worked his way around the neighborhood of farms, always managing to come back on Sunday to Grandma Bess’ door.

Well, he apparently did pretty good, putting food away.  His one comment, though, was that while they were “mighty good!”, he did say once that the pancakes were a bit on the thin side.  He wondered why they weren’t thicker, like a good pancake should be?  Knowing my Dad like I did, I can just see Grandma staying silent, grating a little on the inside, and then raising one eyebrow, as she began making plans…for

The following Sunday happened to be April 1.

Ahem.

Grandma thought she’d do the old drifter, Jake – who of course was expected to come by the next day – a big favor, and fix his pancakes just a little more on the thick side.  She found what she needed, and prepared for his arrival the next morning.

Jake came in that Sunday morning with an armful of wood, ready for her stove.  Dad remembers he could barely retain his smile, for he had seen what his mom had been working on the night before.  His younger sisters had been in bed, so they weren’t prepared for anything amiss.  His remaining older brothers who were still at home hadn’t seen the preparations, either, so the “joke” was known only to Dad and his mom, and he figured he could help her a tad, in making sure that the drifter’s meal was offered up just to him.

Grandma winked as small talk filtered through the room, discussions of the upcoming planting of corn and such, when the wheat would be harvested that year, while Grandma prepared three fat pancakes for Jake.  Dad recalls what a huge grin the old guy wore when he saw his plate heaped with steaming hot pancakes fixed special for him.  He looked around – everyone else was serving up those thin, crepe-like cakes, just like normal.  He must have wondered if he was making headway – heck, he must have even been thinking that they’d probably hire him on for the summer chores, with such special treatment as he was receiving.

Well, that April 1 was the last time anyone saw old Jake.

At first, he couldn’t quite understand why his fork didn’t cut through the pancakes.  He took his butter knife, and that wasn’t much help, either.  He finally shoveled a small wedge of cakes onto his fork, but when he went to chew – it took a long time to get that first bite down.  It seemed, Dad related, that he was chewing forever on those “thick” cakes.

You see?  Grandma Bess had spent the night before cutting out three round “cakes” from a paper bag.  The following morning, she made her batter as usual, thinning anyone’s regular pancake recipe down with some water…but after putting the first pouring down, she slipped in her paper cake, then added some more batter to the top of the disk.

Jake got his thick cakes….and Grandma had the last laugh!
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169 posted 07-18-2004 01:41 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

(It would take a team of professionals to overdose me, huh?)

Now that's my Karen!  My response is in your email, LOL, we are definitely destined to become the next Laurel and Harty m'thinks.
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170 posted 07-18-2004 02:39 PM       View Profile for iliana   Email iliana   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for iliana

Karen -- you're beginning to sound like your old self.  Gooood.  Now, I guess I'll sit back and wait for that duet with Sharon.  

Sunshine...that pancake trick sounds like something my mom would've done on April 1 if someone had been complaining about her food.....couldn't help but grin and enjoy!  

Chris -- glad you're back; hope it was fun!
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171 posted 07-19-2004 12:08 AM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

iliana - thanks, yes it was fun. The scenery is beautiful and the air so fresh. But, it wasn't as much fun as visiting my sister Enchantress today...well, yesterday now I guess it was. You see, my birthday was in April....her's is in August, and so we just meet in the middle(not really the middle..but you understand ) and give each other goodie bags. Seems the two of us always gift each other with fairies. Both of our homes are overflowing with them now, but that's a good thing.
  Then of course we laugh so much we almost pee our pants..LOL.   I just wish all of us here at Pip could get together in person and share some giggles and maybe a few tears as well. Nancy Lee and I luv ya all and hugs would be a must!
   Karen...this journal means so much to myself and Enchantress......we couldn't believe the long forgotten family stories it has brought forth. Maybe we will share a few sometime....you know how kooky we are by now anyway.    Hugs, Chrislane
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Ah Chris...we're sure the stories will flow from both you and Enchantress...

in fact, a "duet" story would be MOST appropriate...and appreciated!
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173 posted 07-19-2004 10:07 AM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

Karilea - yes, stories...to give our Serene One some smiles while she rests up. That would be just ducky  .... ducky?!!! Now, that is a lead in to a story if I ever heard one.
  Seems that our father used a live duck in one of his magic tricks. "Donnie" as this feathered friend was named became just another member of the family. Oh, what a family. He had free roam of my grandmother's house - where at the time we were living. Not a farm mind you, but in the city. My memory is quite vague on Donnie as I am the younger sister, so I will leave the rest of the story to Nancy Lee. She was quite attached to this quacker so I am told.
  Chris makes a quick exit stage left
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Well, when the two of you are done with your duck-tale... ...I have a duckie story too...
 
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