They call him the forest keeper. He takes care of the entire park area and has done so for thirty years. Being a forest ranger back when he first started was entirely different than today’s job. Time for loving and communicating with the animals and trees was now limited as the visitors to the forest were callous and even harmful. Rarely has he come across an act of destruction such as dumping trash or carelessly starting fires, but he does his best to keep the flora and fauna safe. Being a forest ranger is sometimes a thankless job but he would not change his life.
This word brings back fond memories of reading to my children, and I loved reading and making certain noises and voices such as the snake in Rudyard Kipling’s “The Jungle Book”. My middle son was getting new teeth and the way he screwed up his mouth on”snake” was hilarious and a loved memory. I always hated snakes. Out riding one day a snake startled my horse. Until Snake from Slytherin House showed up I still did. But the Harry Potter books made him my favorite character.
1. Do you drive, and can you remember your first car? I can’t drive anymore, my legs don’t work. The first car we had was a 1966 Mustang, still my favorite of all made.
2. Have you ever ice skated? I grew up skating, our dad made a pond that froze over. We’d take turns testing the middle to see if it was hard enough.🙄
3. What was your favourite sport at school? I am not an athlete. I love watching my kids and grands doing sports.
4. What was the last movie you saw at the cinema? Seems like years and years, “Avengers Endgame”
Gratitude: Family is what makes me grateful to be alive.
It was a clear blue Saturday; bright, sunny and free of clouds. Ten year old shy Sue was thinking about how her mood was so good, no need to pretend, and not about being alone. No need to ponder in her mind about sad things. Skipping along the edge of her fence, content to just be happy today, she was smiling.
I had many JM albums and know the words by heart. So many songs had special meaning for me but I’m sharing one of my other favorites here!
Raised On Robbery
by Joni Mitchell
He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel He was drinking for diversion He was thinking for himself A little money riding on the Maple Leafs Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves She says let me sit down You know, drinkin’ alone’s a shame It’s a shame it’s a crying shame Look at those jokers Glued to that damn hockey game Hey honey-you’ve got lots of cash Bring us round a bottle And we’ll have some laughs Gin’s what I’m drinking I was raised on robbery
I’m a pretty good cook Sitting on my groceries Come up to my kitchen I’ll show you my best recipe I try and I try but I can’t save a cent I’m up after midnight cooking Trying to make my rent I’m rough but I’m pleasin’ I was raised on robbery
We had a little money once They were pushing through a four lane highway Government gave us three thousand dollars You should have seen it fly away First he bought a ’57 Biscayne * He put it in the ditch He drunk up all the rest That son of a bitch His blood’s bad whiskey I was raised on robbery
You know you ain’t bad looking I like the way you hold your drinks Come home with me honey I ain’t asking for no full length mink Hey, where you going Don’t go yet Your glass ain’t empty and we just met You’re mean when you’re loaded I was raised on robbery
My lover dead, I have no remorse, never mourn him, and he’s lying in a grave for ghostly apparition folk up in the pines. His penance for the shadowy life he led is to be confined to the yard where only dastardly fragments of his miserable life can be remembered. Only on one night can the moon’s glimmer show over the graveyard, Halloween!
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