BBH 416
Since it has been a while, time has come for another Blueberry Hill report. My first view of the outside world every morning comes when I look out the kitchen window at the garden area. My view since the end of the growing season has been the scraggly, dead stalks and such that remains from our once green and productive garden. The clutter needs to be cleaned out and any embedded briars ripped from the good soil. This is just another to-do item that is not at the top of my list at present.
This view is not depressing, just a reminder of another thing that needs to be done before spring planting. On one particular morning as I looked out, there was a quite a profusion of birds present, feeding among the dead stalks and plants. In the mix were 7 or 8 cardinals, a blue jay or two, a couple of brown thrush, a few small birds that I took to be sparrows and some that I was unable to identify because of their quick movements. Not sure what they were feeding on but they seemed to be having a very fruitful pecking time. I had supplied them a habitat and didn’t realize it.
A major undertaking on BBH is the recent repairs to our soffit and fascia around the eaves of the house. As it turned out the fascia boards were rotted in enough spots to have to replace it around the whole eave. This was done and the boards were “wrapped” with aluminum and the soffits were covered with vinyl siding. This would have been quite an operation for me to tackle so I got a contractor to do the job – one that just happened to also be my nephew.
This job had been number one on our home repair/improvement list for some time but it was somewhat cost intensive and kept getting pushed back in priority. They did an excellent job and it looks great – plus now I don’t have to paint those areas any more – I really enjoy not painting.
In other news, because of several rains we finally received, the pond has started a turn-around. The many islands and peninsulas slowly started disappearing until only “stump” peninsula remained. Then it too became an island once again and then the island split into a small dot of land and a larger piece of land that was in the shape of a “y”. My tendency in writing is to occasionally make a big deal out of anything or even out of nothing at all but the shape of the island really struck me as odd.
The “y” shape was as if the small piece of land was crying out – “y” oh “y” is this happening to me – I was just getting used to being dry land and I am about to be submerged again. Then there was the dot of land right next to the “y” – maybe the island was making an effort to get on the web with a dot “y” address to let its woes be known to the world.
As the water slowly rose, one branch of the “y” became a small strip of land on its own. Basically the islands were left in the shape of an “l” and an “i”, with the dot island being the dot of the “i”. I saw this as “li” or lie, which told me that the island was in a stage of denial as to what was happening to it and was saying the whole ongoing experience was a lie. Looked at another way it would read “il” and could be construed that the island is just “il” (ill) or sick of this sinking feeling that was happening to it.
Blueberry Hill may need a little work but its residents are too blessed to be stressed – God is good!! ec
This view is not depressing, just a reminder of another thing that needs to be done before spring planting. On one particular morning as I looked out, there was a quite a profusion of birds present, feeding among the dead stalks and plants. In the mix were 7 or 8 cardinals, a blue jay or two, a couple of brown thrush, a few small birds that I took to be sparrows and some that I was unable to identify because of their quick movements. Not sure what they were feeding on but they seemed to be having a very fruitful pecking time. I had supplied them a habitat and didn’t realize it.
A major undertaking on BBH is the recent repairs to our soffit and fascia around the eaves of the house. As it turned out the fascia boards were rotted in enough spots to have to replace it around the whole eave. This was done and the boards were “wrapped” with aluminum and the soffits were covered with vinyl siding. This would have been quite an operation for me to tackle so I got a contractor to do the job – one that just happened to also be my nephew.
This job had been number one on our home repair/improvement list for some time but it was somewhat cost intensive and kept getting pushed back in priority. They did an excellent job and it looks great – plus now I don’t have to paint those areas any more – I really enjoy not painting.
In other news, because of several rains we finally received, the pond has started a turn-around. The many islands and peninsulas slowly started disappearing until only “stump” peninsula remained. Then it too became an island once again and then the island split into a small dot of land and a larger piece of land that was in the shape of a “y”. My tendency in writing is to occasionally make a big deal out of anything or even out of nothing at all but the shape of the island really struck me as odd.
The “y” shape was as if the small piece of land was crying out – “y” oh “y” is this happening to me – I was just getting used to being dry land and I am about to be submerged again. Then there was the dot of land right next to the “y” – maybe the island was making an effort to get on the web with a dot “y” address to let its woes be known to the world.
As the water slowly rose, one branch of the “y” became a small strip of land on its own. Basically the islands were left in the shape of an “l” and an “i”, with the dot island being the dot of the “i”. I saw this as “li” or lie, which told me that the island was in a stage of denial as to what was happening to it and was saying the whole ongoing experience was a lie. Looked at another way it would read “il” and could be construed that the island is just “il” (ill) or sick of this sinking feeling that was happening to it.
Blueberry Hill may need a little work but its residents are too blessed to be stressed – God is good!! ec
posted by mreddie | 10:44 PM
4 Comments:
You know, I have noticed that you are adept at writing about nothing making a big deal about it.
Then we don't realize it is about nothing because you make it something, always interesting.
Would like to be able to do that too!!
Betty G
Hi Mr. Eddie ~~ Glad you had a nice few days holiday. Also glad that you had the work done on the fascia and
eaves done, and no more painting.
Good to hear the pond is becoming a pond again. And the garden work will wait its turn. Meanwhile the birds are all enjoying it. Take care,
Regards, Merle.
Watching the lake reform sounds like a fascinating experience, Mr. E. Thank you for describing it.
itsboopchile - Thanks much for the compliment - I do enjoy doing what it is that I do. :)
merle - It is always an adventure here at Blueberry Hill and some events are much larger than others.
SSN - As of this afternoon only a very small bit of land is left - the rest has been re-established as fish habitat. ec
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