Week-long Welcomings from Moosylvania: July 12th through July 18th

Welcome to The Moose Pond! The Welcomings posts give the Moose, old and new, a place to visit and share words about the weather, life, the world at large and the small parts of Moosylvania that we each inhabit.

Welcomings will be posted at the start of each week (usually Saturday night with a Sunday date). To find the posts, just bookmark this link and Voila! (which is Moose for “I found everyone!!”).

The format is simple: each day, the first moose to arrive on-line will post a comment welcoming the new day and complaining (or bragging!) about their weather. Or mentioning an interesting or thought provoking news item. Or simply checking in.

So … what’s going on in your part of Moosylvania?

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  1. Good morning, 61 and cloudy in Bellingham. Small news…..the new hair stylist I saw yesterday knows how to cut curly hair, yay! It’s shorter than I’m used to but that’s ok. Using a hair dryer is prohibited in salons now but she used a comb and her fingers to create a “styled” look so I went to the garden shop for a few more plants. So today I’ll stay home and be in the garden.

    Best wishes to all.

    • My hair is not curly so much as a conglomeration of cowlicks. It is a challenge and not every hair stylist knows what to do with the wily sides that won’t lay flat (they have to be feather-cut underneath). One of the two retired after I got my post-shutdown hair cut (which was 5 months of growth). The other just announced that her salon has reopened so that is good news.

  2. Good morning, meeses! Saturday …

    It is 75 degrees in Madison with an expected daytime high of 91 – heat index 102. Sunny skies are in the forecast with a chance of overnight storms.

    John Lewis has passed away. Let’s dedicate ourselves to carrying on his work of a lifetime, to “not rest until freedom and justice exist for all the people.”

    Also, fk cancer.

    See all y’all later!

    • John Lewis

      John Lewis endorsed Joe Biden. Honor John. GOTV for Joe.

  3. Puerto Rico

    Op-ed from former Ambassador Mari Carmen Aponte – the first Puerto Rican-born woman confirmed by the Senate as Ambassador for the United States.

  4. Well I sure as hell didn’t need to wake up to this news. Rest in Power, John Lewis. Thank you for not just the “good trouble” you got into yourself, but also the “good trouble” you led later generations into. 2020 sux.

    Nothing new. Except we generated 20 KWHs yesterday and the m-t-d is at 285. If the forecast holds we’ll reach over 300 today. Heat index isn’t supposed to get over 100. Of course it wasn’t supposed to yesterday either and it hit 105. Aji still needs rain and revenue (more sleep and less pain would be good too). Amelia did crash before she could deal with the bank so that’s on hold until she can retrieve “some spoons” from somewhere. Others need money and aren’t comfortable in this weather but at least online. Still others I haven’t a clue because they aren’t online and I’ve lost contact. Doesn’t matter. The candles, prayers, invocations…they flow where they are needed and accepted. Channeling Healing/Helping Energy to everybody everywhere, to your shaping. Bright the day, Meeses. {{{HUGS}}}

  5. We’re actually cooling off, only supposed to be 98 today & tomorrow. The U2 website is doing another concert watch this afternoon, I’ve missed them. Having real-time conversations with fellow fans was fun and of course the concerts themselves were great. So I’m going to exercise during that, because I didn’t get in a walk this morning. This morning though, I’m watching the tributes to John Lewis. Such a tremendous loss; and I wish he could have lived to see Trump voted out.

  6. Good morning, Moosekind. Sorry I never made it here yesterday, but the morning and the day simply slid away from me.

    Woke up to the sad news of the death of the legendary John Lewis. What a giant among us! His name will be written in the annals of American history. May he rest in peace.

    (It was his endorsement, you remember, that led to the Biden campaign suddenly surging, especially after black women voted in the South Carolina primary.)

    It’s a beautiful, if steamy morning. The sky is pale blue and cloudless behind the deep green of the trees, now gilded by the sun. The current temperature is 84 F. going up to 96 F. in Ashburn. As usual, no chance of rain. Rinse and repeat for the next week.

    Yesterday I had to go to the garden patch to water it. I fully expected the Better Boy tomatoes to burst into a chorus of “It’s Not Easy, Bein’ Green” as they hung, defiantly, unrepentantly green, on their stalks. So turn red already, dammit! The small cherry and Sungold tomatoes were red and deep orange, so I picked all the ripe ones and brought them back to our flat. When sun-ripened, they’re nearly as sweet as candy.

    Today is Monty’s birthday, although naturally he’s unaware of it. Yesterday I received a message from his vet, suggesting that I celebrate his birthday in some way. Of course we can’t give him a party and invite his friends (he doesn’t have any, as he plainly prefers hoomans to other dogs), but I’m supposed to take him for a walk in the woods if he’s an adventure dog; a swim if he’s a water-loving dog (no way in hell); or whatever. Not going to do it. At most I may venture to the grocery store, masked, gloved, etc., to buy a carton of Frostee Paws so he can have one.

    Not much other news. Should finish up all the chores I’ve been putting off. Read the obituaries in the WaPo, as usual. One lady’s descendants wrote: “She died before she could cast a vote for Biden.” Another obituary from a man’s descendants noted that he passed away in his sleep while wearing his Spiderman jammies, and spoke of his passion for Scotch. H’mm.

    Have been horrified, distressed, outraged, and spitting-teeth-furious at the Thing-instigated goings-on in Portland! Shades of Argentina under Pinochet! Of course, it’s all a distraction from his abysmal performance and Mary’s book. I wish her well, hope her screed continues to infuriate her uncle, and now desire that she fade into the background.

    Wishing all at the Pond as good a day as possible, considering everything.

    • {{{Diana}}} it’s too hot for the tomatoes to ripen. They’ll sit there being green until things cool down a bit. At least you have tomatoes. (If I try the box garden next year, I’m planting cherry tomatoes, they aren’t as impacted by the heat as regular ones are.) Healing Energy, moar {{{HUGS}}}

      • But-but- bfitz, I thought tomatoes loved heat! And thunderstorms!

        A man who worked summers in Alaska told me, back in 1998, that if I wanted to please a host in that state, bring him or her a box of sun ripened tomatoes. Anchorage has a problem even getting up to 65 F. in the summer, and the UV is only about 2.

        • They do – up to a point. And daily temps over 90 are that point. Once you hit daily temps of 95 they sort of shut down at whatever point of growth they’ve reached and wait out the heat. (& I bet folks in AK were/are pleased to get vine-ripened tomatoes. So am I and I don’t have to deal with their not-designed-for-tomatoes climate.)

  7. Good morning, 61 and partly sunny in Bellingham. We learned of John Lewis’s passing last so it was a reflective evening. Hearing his words was soothing and an important reminder that his work is not done. I so hope the next congress will initiate new voter rights legislation in his honor.

    My small life is quiet. One of the advantages of my slow start with flower planting this year is that I can now use the more interesting plants the nursery brings in after the initial spring rush. Yesterday I found a lovely light green grass that will fill a burgundy pot and light up a dark area at the top of the back steps. The smaller and slower planting approach is easier and will be just fine! I was to tired to plant things yesterday, so I set them in place and then enjoyed reading an actual book outside beside them.

    I’m going to be at my son’s house today, helping him with the next phase of moving in. Unpacking his many boxes of books is going to be a long project so we’re going to get all the book cases in place and set up a sorting area where he can comfortably work in the evenings. He also wants to get all of his art work sorted and hung on the walls and that goes best with an extra set of hands. And he just built a deer fence so it’s now safe to plant a few flowers in his pots. Should be a busy but fun day.

    Best wishes to all.

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