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A Rose is a Rose

June 15, 2016 at 8:23 am by Claudia

Oh, friends. I’m trying. I’m trying. But a pall of sadness and despair has come over me. I suspect the same thing has happened to you. I’m just trying to keep moving forward in the face of unspeakable sorrow. I won’t even go into the hateful rhetoric spewing out of the Orange Man’s mouth. Sitting in a corner with a dunce cap on his head? The stocks in the public square? Better yet, jail?

Don hasn’t been sleeping well and, therefore, I haven’t been sleeping well. That isn’t helped, for either of us, by what we’re seeing and hearing and feeling. A sleepless night last night for Don and he’s off to film an episode of Mr. Robot  today.

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The new roses in memory of my dad. I’m not looking forward to Father’s Day. But I’m going to try to do a little something for Don because he’s missing Scout so much. I’ve got an idea.

Anyway, this is the At Last rose after it’s been open for a few days.

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Here it is when it’s just opening – more of a peachy color. I love it in all its stages. Thank you again, Martha.

I was on the phone with Bluehost, the host of this blog, for over an hour yesterday as we tried to get to the bottom of why you weren’t getting my replies to your comments, why I wasn’t getting emails of your comments and why other notifications weren’t being received on this end. A big thank you to Jared, who patiently and painstakingly worked his way through the mystery. I did what I could on my end, both of us working together. Several changes were made, a plugin added, and finally – everything worked! I’m getting your comments, Donnamae checked to see if she got my reply and she did, so all should be back to normal.

I won’t go into all the details, partly because they’re hard to explain! But Jared was an enormous help, I could never have figured it out on my own.

Having a self-hosted blog involves expenses on my part and sometimes that can feel daunting – I just paid a chunk of money to renew for a year, as well as for security. But in times like these, being able to call my host on the phone, talk to a real person and get things fixed is so much better for me than when I was on Blogger and had some serious problems that I could never speak to anyone about. There was never an actual person to help sort things out – only a help forum where sometimes I got an answer but most of the time I did not.

So, I’m glad I made the move to WordPress and self-hosting.

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The soft pink of the New Dawn rose, hidden away on the side of the house. So beautiful.

It’s been hard for me to concentrate on a book the last few days but I’m going to try to lose myself in one today. The lawn has been mowed, the weeds whacked/wacked, and some quiet time is in order.

Happy Wednesday.

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Alarms, Roses and a Beautiful Moth

June 5, 2016 at 10:14 am by Claudia

Curses! Foiled again.

As we were drifting off to sleep last night, one of our smoke detectors went off. But it was just a quick beep-beep. Don got up and disconnected the one he thought was making the sound. (We’ve had trouble before with moths and bugs flying in the detector and setting it off.)

We went back to bed, now wide awake. About ten minutes later, another beep-beep, beep-beep. So Don got up, as did I, and we took the cover off the detector that is right outside our bedroom door. We couldn’t smell any smoke. None of the detectors downstairs were going off.

Back to bed. Ten minutes later…you guessed it. So we got up and went to the detector that is over the stairs. It had to be this one. (There are three detectors rather close together. One is wired into our security system, the other two aren’t.) This one was wired into the system. Cover off. This time we went downstairs and checked everything out. Nothing. We got back into bed. Neither of us could sleep. I got up and checked out the office, just to make sure. Nothing. No more beeps. But sleep was a long time coming.

You understand why I say I really don’t feel like driving 2½ hours to the Miniature Show. In stormy weather, no less.

Someday, I guess. Someday I’ll get to one.

Late yesterday afternoon, I  saw something on the kitchen screen.

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I grabbed my camera, intercepted Don as he arrived home, and went to investigate.

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Oh my heavens! We gasped when we saw this moth. The wings look like leaves. It has a swallowtail. The top edge of the wings looks like a twig. And the antennae look like feathers.

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There’s a ruffled edge on the wings as well as ‘eyes.’ I ran inside to look it up and discovered it is a Luna Moth. I’ve heard of them, but sightings are rare, as they only fly at night. They live for one week, in which they mate, lay their eggs on the underside of a Black Walnut leaf, and die. We have several Black Walnut trees on the property.

We were entranced by this beautiful being. I’ve never seen one in person, only in photos.

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It’s one of the largest moths in North America.

Seeing it there felt like a blessing, an amazing sight that was witnessed by only Don and me. Sure enough, as soon as it was dark, it was gone.

Aren’t we lucky?

My Julia Child roses are blooming. I originally chose the bush because the flowers were yellow. Over the course of the years, they’ve turned dark red. That happens sometimes with roses that are grafted onto another bush. I miss the yellow, but I’ll take the red, especially since it didn’t bloom last summer after the harsh winter we had. I thought it was gone, remember? I was even considering digging it out and removing it. But it surprised me this year.

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Some of the leaves have been chomped on by some creature or other. But I won’t use pesticides, so that’s the way it’s going to be.

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Pretty!

So we’ll try to figure out the mystery of the smoke detector today. Perhaps the battery needs replacing.

I have a book review scheduled for tomorrow. It’s for Keep You Close, an incredibly well-written mystery with a twist in the plot that will shock you. I’ll be giving away a copy, so be sure to stop by.

Happy Sunday.

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Roses are for Remembrance

August 31, 2014 at 8:05 am by Claudia

Not long after my mother died, my friend Martha, who blogs at Poetry and a Cup of Tea, told me she was sending me a rose bush called Remember Me in honor of Mom. It arrived while I was away in Chautauqua. After writing to Heirloom Roses, I found out it was okay to keep it in its original container until I got back home. Don dutifully watered it.

After I got home, we found an appropriate place to plant it – near the side gate in a very sunny location. I wasn’t counting on a bloom this year, but lo and behold, a bud appeared.

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Then this.

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And now this. Gorgeous. It’s quite a large flower. The scent is heavenly.

Thank you, dear Martha. I stood by the bush yesterday and thought of my mother. Your thoughtful gift brought tears to my eyes.

Yesterday morning, I was reading about Monarch Butterflies and their soon-to-be migration south. I lamented that I hadn’t seen one this year.

Later, I went out on the porch and there was a Monarch in the Chicken Wire Fence Garden! I, of course, ran for the camera.

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So, so happy to see one! The markings on a Monarch remind me of stained glass.

What a beauty.

Birds and butterflies and critters. They make me smile.

I’m just about to finish The Heist by Daniel Silva. I’m in the can’t-put-it-down stage.

And we watched Dead Poets Society last night. Oh my heart. That movie is so haunting and beautiful. I can’t stop thinking about it. We are friends with Robert Sean Leonard and watching him in this movie, so young and so impossibly heartbreaking and wonderful in that role, made me cry. And then to add in the layer of now, the loss of Robin Williams, so recent and so raw, well, it’s almost overwhelming. I hadn’t seen the movie since it first came out. I’m so glad we watched it.

If you’ve been doing the Christmas Critter Felt Along, scroll down one post for the newest patterns.

Happy Sunday.

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