June 11, 2020 thought of the day: Take counsel of your pillow. Latin Proverb

I feel like things are getting a little more like “back to normal”. I know it’s going to be a “new”normal but it feels good to get a little niggling of something that seems familiar. I was back in church this morning printing the bulletin as I have been all along but this time it was back to an “old normal”. I had to take the bulletins to their proper places in the church which meant going through the sanctuary. That felt soooo good. For the past nearly three months I was generating a smaller version of the bulletin to be mailed out every week while the church was waiting to reopen, I was only in the office not the rest of the church.

As multi-tasking suggests there were several things going on as I searched for the theme photo yesterday, “j”. With the alphabet being the major theme of the month and a letter a day being our choices there are a lot of things to watch for. Mine came down to items in the kitchen for this theme, jelly, jam and jiff won out.

Once I got home, I got back to setting up two of my ‘new’ emails. I think I have them set far enough so that they are usable now. My problem is thinking of the people/places I need to notify of the new address. I’m sure as time goes by I am going to find out I have many messages, hopefully none that needed to be tended to promptly. I would think if people or places couldn’t reach me by email they would try the “old-fashioned way”.... phone or snail mail.

I got the laundry started. Today I won’t have to do the daily summer watering since we had a pretty good rain last night.

Sue is visiting with the girls for a couple of days. I got to see one of them for a few minutes yesterday. That felt good and was a tiny step in feeling “back to normal”.

My second photo of the day for yesterday is title “DOF (depth of field)”. I felt the hidden house behind the thousands of leaves (distance between the nearest and the furthest objects that give an image judged to be in focus) fit the description

The word is heat. Noble souls, through dust and heat, rise from disaster and defeat the stronger, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.  Iteration, like friction, is likely to generate heat instead of progress, George Eliot.  The heat of youth is not more opposed to safety than the coldness of age, Francois de La Rochefoucauld.  How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the Earth is sacred to my people, every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clear and humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people, Chief Seattle.  A man makes inferiors his superiors by heat; self-control is the rule, Ralph Waldo Emerson. Fire and water may as well agree in the same vessel, as grace and sin in the same heart, Thomas Brooks.  Stillness overcomes heat, Laozi.  The natural term of an apple-pie is but twelve hours. It reaches its highest state about one hour after it comes from the oven, and just before its natural heat has quite departed. But every hour afterward is a declension. And after it is one day old, it is thence-forward but the ghastly corpse of apple-pie, Henry Ward Beecher.  O gentle son, Upon the heat and flame of thy distemper, sprinkle cool patience, William Shakespeare.  What would a man do, if he were compelled to live always in the sultry heat of society, and could never bathe himself in cool solitude? Nathaniel Hawthorne.  The child, in danger of the fire, just clings to the fireman, and trusts to him alone. She raises no question about the strength of his limbs to carry her, or the zeal of his heart to rescue her; but she clings. The heat is terrible, the smoke is blinding, but she clings; and her deliverer quickly bears her to safety. In the same childlike confidence cling to Jesus, who can and will bear you out of danger from the flames of sin, Charles Spurgeon. 

Did you notice two of the photos on this page are different directions, one more ventricle, one more horizontal, ahhh the choices art give us. The challenge today was “k”. This is a shot of a particle bit, with a little ‘darkroom’ doctoring,  of one of my keyboards.

Jack Hanna is a long time icon in the Columbus area and in the world of zoos all over the world. The article today is about him sharing his decision to retire. His love and companion, on the most personal level of animals is known and respected maybe worldwide. He transformed our, the Columbus, zoo to one that is known and respected world wide. He wants to spend time with his family. I didn’t realize until I read the article that he and his wife have a home on the zoo grounds as well as a home in Montana and Florida. They plan to spend some of the retirement in each of their home. When interviewed he stated that he spends about 220 days a year on the road. He hopes to still do some public appearances. The article mentioned that he has been nominated for 15 emmys awards and won five. He will remain emeritus at the zoo. In the article: “He spent the early years doing whatever it took to fix the zoo, which was close to shutting down before he arrived.....appeared on ABC’s “Good Morning America” ... introduced millions to faraway animal kingdoms.”

We are having Spam fried rice for dinner.

Joy