Monthly Archives: May 2016

The”I’s” Have “It.” 26 Weeks Letter Challenge,”I”

I is for Iguana. I’ve been waiting to have a chance to use this one!  Saw this fellow outside my friend’s house in La Manzanilla, and it was as though he was posing for me. You need to click on the first photo to enlarge them.

If you want to see even more spectacular views of an iguana, go here:  https://judydykstrabrown.com/2016/02/21/iguanas-in-the-sand/

 

 

and if you want to participate in this letter challenge, go here:  https://lumar1298.wordpress.com/2016/05/15/26-weeks-letter-challenge-i/

Dr. Judy

(To enlarge photos and read the captions, it is necessary to click on the first photo.)

Her name was Judy Grimm. She was a “little sister” assigned to me by Chimes—a junior women’s honorary at the University of Wyoming. The year was 1967 and that summer, we started up a correspondence that consisted mainly of her asking questions and my answering them.  She was a freshman coming from Colorado to Wyoming  and her main fear was that she wouldn’t be able to wear cut-offs to class.

She was a relaxed sort of girl.  We were different in many ways, but alike in others.  She pledged my sorority. We were both English majors. We shared a first name and since we also shared a best friend, we were to weave in and out of each other’s lives for the next 49 years. She was a funny tomboyish girl with a devilish grin. We spent a lot of the two years we were in the house together forsaking our early afternoon classes to play bridge with the hashers after lunch. She had an infectious sense of humor and when she married one of the BMOC’s and became Judy Hill, it was to be just one of the surprises her life had in store for us.

After earning an undergraduate degree in English, she discovered that her true talent was in science and she went on to become a dental surgeon. When she divorced her BMOC and joined the military to see the world, I went with our mutual best friend Patty to give her a send-off in New Orleans, and when she was sent to Germany and Patty went to teach nearby, I went to visit them there and we traveled to Paris and Spain together as well.

Years later, after she moved back to the states and I moved to Mexico, she came to visit me in Mexico several times. When I went to Denver, I stayed at her house and when she sold her house and downsized, I visited her in her new high rise luxury apartment overlooking the park.  We were making plans to see each other in Denver at a mini-college reunion when I go through enroute to a family reunion in Cheyenne this June/July.

But a phone call early this morning changed those plans, for it was Patty telling me that Judy had died the night before in a London hotel room.  Due back in the states a few days ago, she had phoned to say she was cancelling her flight reservations to check into a hotel and get over a bout of the flu.  She had said earlier that her month in England had been the best of many vacations she had taken in her life. And so in the end, she seemingly died the way we all would probably like to die—doing what she liked best.  She was scheduled for back surgery in a few weeks, and if it had to happen, I am so happy she died in a London hotel room instead of a Denver operating theater.

R.I.P. Dr. Grimmer.  We didn’t write much and although we didn’t always see life the same, we did continue to see each other over the nearly 50 years since we first met. You always did enjoy traveling, whether it was with company or alone, buddy.  I hope your last trip continues to be as enjoyable as your penultimate one was.

I’ve since written THIS about Grimmer.

Ironically, the Daily Prompt today was “buddy.”  https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/buddy/

The Truth about the Baker’s Dozen

Last week, I wrote about an epiphany experience wherein I speculated about the origins of the baker’s dozen.  Today I finally checked it out on the internet and in two places, found the below explanation:

The oldest known source and most probable origin for the expression “baker’s dozen” dates to the 13th century in one of the earliest English statutes, instituted during the reign of Henry III (r. 1216-1272), called the Assize of Bread and Ale. Bakers who were found to have shortchanged customers could be liable to severe punishment. To guard against the crude punishment of losing a hand to an axe, a baker would give 13 for the price of 12, to be certain of not being known as a cheat. Specifically, the practice of baking 13 items for an intended dozen was to prevent “short measure”, on the basis that one of the 13 could be lost, eaten, burnt or ruined in some way, leaving the baker with the original dozen. The practice could be seen in the guild codes of the Worshipful Company of Bakers in London.

s://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20061108041832AAS6JWq

Water Sport: Oddball challenge, 2016, Week 20

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I love this photo and I’ve been saving it  because it has never quite fit in to any challenge..Then it occurred to me that this is the purpose of the odd-ball challenge! I love it because of everything that is going on.  The little boy “shooting” his brother with water ammo, the stance of the little girl, the fishing poles of the fishermen repeating the lines of the water guns and the other swimmers and fisherman in the surf.  One thing I love about the beach is that there is always something going on––a fact perfectly represented by this photo.

https://ceenphotography.com/2016/05/15/cees-odd-ball-photo-challenge-2016-week-20/

Dahlia: Flower of the Day, May 15, 2016

This surprise awaited me in my garden today. These colors of gold and burnt orange surround me.  They are the colors of the outside of my house and studio as well as my bedroom.

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https://ceenphotography.com/2016/05/15/flower-of-the-day-may-16-2016-iris/

Baker’s Dozen

Have you ever wondered where the phrase came from?  I had an epiphany moment when I was baking cookies a month ago, then forgot about it until I again baked cookies yesterday.  It was then that I realized if you place the balls in rows of 3, then 2, then 3, then 2, then 3 on a regular cookie sheet to leave room for expansion, you can fit exactly 13 cookies on the sheet!  Voila!! A baker’s dozen!!! I perhaps could have discovered this by looking it up on Google, but much more fun to discover such facts on your own!

Or, for more information, look here: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2016/05/16/the-truth-about-the-bakers-dozen/

Shadows of the Kapok Tree: Sunday Trees 235, May 15, 2016

           Much better views may be seen by clicking on the first frame to enlarge all photos.

Remember when padded envelopes used to be filled with the fuzzy stuff?  That was kapok. It was also used as packing material. This is where it comes from!

 

https://beccagivens.wordpress.com/2016/05/15/sunday-trees-235/

Royal Poinciana and Bromeliads: Flower of the Day, May 15, 2016

I love this shot of poinciana blooms backed up by telephone lines swathed in spherical bromeliad plants seeded by the sticky seeds clinging to the feet of birds who perch on them.

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Tillandsia Recurvata is the name of this bromeliad often found on telephone lines in my area of Mexico.

IMG_7199https://ceenphotography.com/2016/05/14/flower-of-the-day-may-15-2016-daffodil/

Mary Jane Revisits the Boomers: Marijuana and Your Health

It has been almost a year since I reblogged this article about research concerning the tumor-shrinking qualities of marijuana:
https://judydykstrabrown.com/2015/08/27/biologist-explains-how-marijuana-causes-tumor-cells-to-commit-suicide/

I had actually forgotten this article until today’s “health” prompt led me to search my own blog.  Then, after rereading it, two other recent conversations sprung to mind.  One was a friend who is experiencing chronic pain.  I saw him recently and he told me of his success in using marijuana oil suppositories in place of the strong pain medication he has been forced to use just to function for the past ten years.  He shared with me this  article which deals with the medical uses of marijuana oil for a number of medical conditions including cancer.

Here is an excerpt from this long and detailed article: When a person smokes a joint, over 90% of the medicinal aspects of the plant material just went up in smoke. It’s ironic for me to see patients who have taken chemotherapy smoking hemp to reduce their nausea, for they are smoking the very substance which, if taken properly, could cure them. To me, there is little or no comparison between smoking cannabis and ingesting the essential oil from this plant to treat a medical condition. If you are simply seeking a little relief from your condition, smoking cannabis may be of some benefit. But if you want to treat the condition properly, ingesting the oil is the best way to accomplish this. There is no question that even smoking cannabis does have some medicinal benefits, but don’t expect to cure a serious condition in this manner.”

William Randolph Hearst is often credited with being the main agent in the vilification of marijuana, but in his  weekly science podcast, Skeptoid, Brian Dunning addressed the facts and myths surrounding the topic of the vilification of hemp in the U.S.:

California had banned non-prescription cannabis in 1913 as part of a campaign against drugs that was largely anti-Chinese; New York City in 1914; Texas in 1915. Enforcement was almost entirely against Mexican and black communities. . . . .Hearst’s newspapers absolutely did sensationalize and exaggerate marijuana crimes and the dangers of the drug, but so did virtually all publications of the day. Anslinger’s Federal Bureau of Narcotics pumped a constant stream of hysterical press releases to satiate the media, blaming murders on single reefer doses of the drug, and all sorts of crazy amplifications. A 1936 church film called Tell Your Children was massively promoted nationwide and remade by Hollywood as the 1938 Reefer Madness, a cautionary tale designed to show the horrific results of marijuana. By the time the Marihuana Tax Act was passed, the United States population was well primed to view cannabis as the deadly symbol of the criminal immigrant class. . . . Cannabis hardly needed a conspiracy of Hearst and DuPont to put it out of business by the 1930s. It had already been doomed to extinction by racism, class warfare, and a complicit government and media to feed them. Though we often tend to look toward the rich and powerful to point the blame for society’s missteps, oftentimes the true root of the problem is uncomfortably in our own back yards.”  (You can read transcripts of the rest of his podcast here: https://skeptoid.com/episodes/4401)

Due to this vilification of hemp, many of its traditional and utilitarian benefits were hidden from widespread public view, but need is a great educator and as more and more of those in the boomer generation experience the debilitating effects of arthritis, hip and knee replacement, glaucoma, spinal injuries, diabetes and cancer,  people I would not have expected to laud the curative and palliative qualities of marijuana have begun to do so.

It was news of an acquaintance who cured his pancreatic cancer in a matter of months that has given me additional cause  to share the two articles above.  My husband died in three weeks of pancreatic cancer that was detected at the same stage as the cancer of this man, who started to use marijuana oil to treat his cancer.  According to a mutual friend, within four months, there were no more signs of cancer. (I have been meaning to interview this man and if there is sufficient interest shown, I will do so.  Let me know in “Comments” if you’d like to hear more on this topic.)

Now that 24 states and the District of Columbia  have laws legalizing marijuana in some form and four states and the District of Columbia have legalized marijuana for recreational use, the cloud that has hovered over it for over fifty years has begun to lift. The internet was brand spanking new when my friend and I were looking for any possible alternative treatment for my husband’s cancer, and the above articles had not yet been written.  I present them here for you to make of them what you will, knowing that in dire circumstances, great headway is sometimes made in overcoming past prejudices.

P.S.  Thanks, Hirundine, for furnishing this further URL to obtain information about Marijuana oil:  http://phoenixtears.ca/ I also want to print this warning from the man who wrote the book Phoenix Tears and who operates that website:

‘This is the only real Rick Simpson web site. Make your own oil and be aware of scammers.
We do not supply oil, we are providing information. 
The only way to know that you have the real thing, is to produce the proper oil yourself. There are many criminals who say that they are producing RSO, and who are using Rick’s name. Rick Simpson has no connection with these suppliers and he has no involvement with the Phoenix Tears Foundation from the U.S., although there is a link on their web site which leads to his web site and Facebook page.”

Inhale, Exhale (Travel Theme Photo Challenge: Breathe)

INHALE, EXHALE!

(An enlarged view of all photos may be seen by clicking on the first photo.)

https://wheresmybackpack.com/2016/05/14/travel-theme-breathe/