Before I succumb to viral domination, I must relate to the issues of the week. First, it is amazing how we have had an earthquake, a tsunami and now we are bombing a new country, and still I can't see that this has affected day to day life in the US in any way, except reviving my worry about being prepared for catashtrophe. I think I have convinced myself and Robert that we should store some water and food, out in the shed, where we could get it if our house fell down and didn't miraculously kill us in the process. Why is it so hard to plan for something that only might happen? We don't want to face a probability of disaster. The same tendency in us doesn't want to accept global warming. I will get my plastic storage container and start filling it with food we can use up camping, when the apocalypse doesn't come after all.
Today I cut down an old rose bush and pried the roots out of the ground, breaking the handle off of one old shovel in the process. The flowers were not especially pretty ones, their stalks extremely thorny, catching our arms as we reach to turn on the nearby faucet, and I have a much better plan to start a kiwi vine in the sunny spot, but I still felt like a murderer, ripping out the bush that I am sure had been there for at least twenty years.
Meanwhile, my neighbor Barb and I compared sightings of the rat that lives among us. She saw it in the bird feeder and I saw it dart under our front steps. We both revile the thing but are too soft hearted to actually hunt it. I promise to put out a trap I bought a year ago, but shudder at being responsible for its death. We are programmed to treasure life of all kinds, even as we also know we must kill to live. Modern humans have been responsible for so much death, for so many less important reasons than to eat, that where to draw the line has become hard to see. Does a rat have a right to its life, just like an old rosebush?
Our trip to Hawaii is receding into the past, but I will keep it alive with a few more pictures.
Everytime there are natural disasters I always think about creating the emergency kits in a large trashcan--food, water, blankets, flashlights, radio, etc--but have never prepared one. I guess we do not like to face that and maybe down deep inside we feel if we ignore it, nothing bad will happen. Me, I always hope that in a time of trouble, we can all pull together and help each other. It must be the rose colored glasses I wear....lol.
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