Monthly Archives: August 2020

Dinner and Diner : FOTD, Aug 28, 2020

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I can’t bring it upon myself to kill these invaders, but my hibiscus plants pay the price. They get relocated to the spare lot. At this rate, it will be a relocation camp for caterpillars and snails! This guy was a huge one.

For Cee’s FOTD 

Lonely Artist Covid Art Challenge #5: Sascha Kronick Frowine

Sascha Kronick Frowine is a friend who now lives in Asheville, North Carolina but who once lived in Ajijic and was a member of a monthly art group I belonged to. I miss the group and seeing her work, so was delighted when she decided to join in this project. Here is Sascha’s explanation of her piece:

After recovering from Covid 19 and Double Pneumonia mid March to early April, I realized that I needed to adjust my attitude if I was going to survive and thrive during the multitude of crisis in 2020. Focusing on Gratitude seemed like a good place to start. I took a bit of artistic license being in the states and not exchanging the same items you did in Mexico. The outside of the box represents the worldwide pandemic and the inside is where I choose to put my focus on…besides voting in November and getting rid of 45! All the words that I am grateful for are in Spanish as I continue to improve my Spanish every chance I have. The flowers are all from Ajijic. The little cards all fit in the container behind the smiling girl. A few things I’m grateful for are the gift of time, Steve, my husband, our dogs, music, my flute, the birds in our yard, our garden, books and many more. I’ve spent most of my time recently teaching Yoga and Pilates . This Caja de Gratitud is a good start for beginning to create again! Thanks for this challenge, Judy!

 

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Unready for Steady

Unready for Steady

I’m being boyfriended to death, and it’s only been a week
of walking home from school together, strolling cheek-to cheek.
I never see my girlfriends. I have no time alone.
Every single moment, we are touching bone-to-bone.
I didn’t really think about the facts of going steady.
I guess I should have realized that I just wasn’t ready.
So because you are his best friend, I’m begging you to ready him
because after school today, I’m going to unsteady him!

For dVerse Poets Pub: Verbing

Heartful Gatherings: August 27, 2020

Heartful Gatherings

Those who yawp on about rainbows and the weather are too wordy.
I’d rather converse at great length about topics more nerdy.
Crossed ankles and a pot of tea with polite conversation
seem somehow remiss in their mental titillation.
Give me feet up on the coffee table with a nerd or two—
both talk and a libation of a stronger brew.
Quantum physics, writing, music, games or art
make for a connection that is closer to my heart.
When it comes to cliques that I could  be a part of,
I prefer to find a group that I can find the heart of.

Prompt words for today are connection, nerd, rainbow, yawp and group.

Mystery Annoyance: FOTD Aug 27, 2020

A friend gave me a few of these plants from her garden before she moved back to the states. I soon grew to rue the day I planted them as within a year they had started to take over my garden. They formed borders around the gazebo and the back wall and the studio, but soon they started to spread to potted plants and every single inch of the yard where they could find a foothold, so . . . .(Click on first photo and then each in sequence to read the rest of the story.)

News on the Santa Cruz County Fire from the L.A. Times

Small town’s ‘ragtag outfit’ stays behind to fight wildfire.
(Thanks to Janet Waters for sending this to me.)

 

With little outside help, folks in Bonny Doon came together to save homes.

By Alex Wigglesworth and Susanne Rust, L.A. Times

BONNY DOON, Calif. — This town northwest of Santa Cruz is known for its wineries, rugged redwood canyons and a Scottish name said to originate from a Robert Burns song.

Many of its 2,600 residents prefer that the world leave them alone — except when an explosive wildfire is raging through their unincorporated community.

Getting little initial help from outside fire agencies, about 50 Bonny Doon residents decided to stay behind in a bid to save homes from the CZU Lighting Complex fire.

“We’ve been battling it, kind of a ragtag outfit,” Mike Zucker, 70, said Sunday. He said many residents were used to living under the threat of fire and were prepared with water tanks and hydrants.

“They basically created their own small fire department,” said Zucker’s nephew Joel Kauffman, 44, who owns a house in Davenport and lives in Hawaii. “They’ve got Google Docs, they’re paying attention to weather forecasts and exit routes — they’re extremely well organized. If they hadn’t done this, countless more homes would have burned.”

On Friday, a drive up Alba Road from Ben Lomond to Empire Grade in Bonny Doon revealed a post-apocalyptic scene, with the skeletons of trees curled down toward the ashy, wind-swept ground, black and charred. Blown-out shells of water tanks and propane tanks dotted the landscape.

It is not known how many Bonny Doon homes burned last week, but residents were ordered to evacuate — crucial because the community is known for its narrow canyon roads, where people and firefighters could easily be trapped in a firestorm. On Thursday, authorities feared that the fire would continue to rage south into nearby UC Santa Cruz, prompting authorities to evacuate the campus.

Nonetheless, some people stayed and some stayed to fight flames. Several in Kauffman’s family were working as members of the improvised crew and have been toiling for days straight without a break.

“They’ve got squads, scouters on motorbikes, chainsaws, bulldozers,” he said. “They’re creating their own fire lines with very little to no support from Cal Fire.

“While there were some Cal Fire crews in the area working hard to fight the blaze, there simply haven’t been enough of them.”

But things appeared to shift Sunday afternoon, when multiple strike teams arrived and helicopters started dumping water from a nearby pond on the community, he said.

Stacie Brownlee, fire chief in Ben Lomond, said that after news stories publicized the California Department of Forestry and Fire Protection’s lack of support in the area, the agency began sending in minimal reinforcements.

“That’s really turned things around,” Zucker said over the crackle of walkie-talkies, which he and other residents have been using to coordinate.

As the fire pushed up from the east, the improvised crew had focused their effort on keeping it from going down into the steep, overgrown Laguna Canyon to the west, which would have funneled the flames toward more homes, including his own, he said.

“That would have been a disaster,” he said. “There’s so much fuel it would have burnt considerably further and jeopardized our house.”

They were successful in digging a containment line that stopped the fire before it reached the canyon.

“Everybody was kind of armed with a chainsaw,” Zucker said. “Lots of shovels. The bulldozers being able to make firebreaks.”

Once the fire line was bulldozed through, residents monitored the area to put out small spot fires that kept creeping over, he said. They put out flames on one of his neighbor’s houses three times, he said. It was still standing Sunday.

As word spread of their fight, people sneaked through roadblocks to deliver supplies or to lend a hand.

“There are supply chains; there’s people delivering food,” Kauffman said, noting two of his in-laws were headed up there Sunday afternoon. “It’s far from an unorganized group.”

For firefighters in Ben Lomond and Boulder Creek, the residents’ presence is concerning, and also confusing. Stories of people on motorbikes and vans entering the evacuated area to steal from abandoned homes have made it hard for the firefighters to know who are residents — or thieves.

“It just adds to the mess up here,” Todd Ellis, a captain with Ben Lomond’s fire district, said as he pointed to two motorbikes speeding down Empire Grade.

By the time the added professional help arrived Sunday, it had been nearly a week since the fire raged into Bonny Doon, sparked by a siege of dry lightning strikes that lit up swaths of Northern and Central California.

Cal Fire said it had crews in the community throughout the week but that the agency has also been forced to contend with serious resource shortages because of the multitude of fires burning. The number of firefighters assigned to the CZU fire had increased to 1,349 by Sunday morning after hovering near 600 for several days earlier in the week, said Daniel Potter, a Cal Fire spokesman.

“So in the past few days we have more than doubled the initial firefighting force that was originally on this fire,” he said. “Still, when units get here, we’ll gladly take them, but there’s no saying when they’ll get here.”

Firefighters have also been hampered by a shortage of hand crews partly because of a lack of inmate firefighters, Potter said.

“That’s always been a problem lately especially now that the whole COVID thing is going and the early release to help minimize the chance of people spreading it in the camp system,” he said.

Even with the added resources that arrived Sunday, Zucker said he planned to remain behind. He was apprehensive about a storm system that had been forecast to hit the area Sunday night, but fortunately, it proved mild.

“We know that of course the professionals don’t want amateurs in their way,” Zucker said. “But when there weren’t any professionals up here, we really had no choice.”

https://enewspaper.latimes.com/infinity/article_share.aspx?guid=46e45db1-1535-4c6f-b4ba-2673558ac02f

Read the Signs

Read the Signs

Days of wild adventure, pulsing with delights
are turning into zombie days that fade to zombie nights.
Nothing on our agendas. No traveling, no dates—
our calendars reduced to onerous empty slates.

It does no good to protest. God hears not when we ask.
We merely have to don that necessary mask.
Though every instinct urges camaraderie,
Mother Nature warns us that she will wait and see.

Will we clean up our messes? Put out every fire?
Calm her winds of warning before we all expire?
Ban plastic from her oceans, stop digging for black gold?
Cool the global warming and restore the cold?

If we will not listen, she’ll only turn deaf ears
to all our present pleadings, to all our future fears.
Oh foolish foolish children, just dealing with effects
instead of paying heed to what nature expects.

 

Prompt words today are instinct, nothing, protest, onerous and zombie.

Dowager Hibiscus: FOTD Aug 26, 2020

 

Click on this photo to increase the size of this photo of a wilting hibiscus flower. In its last stages, its petals resemble the delicate translucent skin of a very old woman and the faint tinge of its coloring deepens a bit. Beautiful at every stage.

For Cee’s FOTD

Why I am Voting for Biden, by Duffy Exon

 

A friend in Wyoming who happens to be the significant other of one of my best longtime friends wrote this explanation of why he is voting for Biden. It comes as close to the reason why I am doing the same as anything else I’ve read, so I wanted to share it with you: