Friday, April 29, 2016


I always assume that shiny metal looking parts are actually made of metal.

That, of course is a totally unwarranted assumption on my part.

One day a while ago I was taking a shower when the hand held shower hear went sailing to the floor of the shower stall.

Looks like a sturdy metal...but
it's plastic and had cracked enough to no longer hold the shower head.

Kay at Musings recently posted about a new shower head that looked interesting.
However, I opted for replacing the the part since it was much cheaper to go that way.  I am keeping the reference to the unit she mentions though.

The new part (from Lowe's) is plastic.  I can only assume it will have a similar fate as the one I replaced.  But for now it is holding and it doesn't leak!

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Playing With Food

Oh, no!  I burned the toast.

Shame to let it go to waste.

Wednesday, April 27, 2016


They were in the habit of flying over every afternoon at about 4:00.  The squawking, unmistakable, alerted everyone to their presence.  Try thinking something akin to a crow with a sore throat and a megaphone.

Yesterday, the noise did not fade or stop. It did not take me long to spot a pair parrots in the Norfolk pine across the street.  I was surprised to see how large they were.  Perhaps in my mind I confuse them with parakeets.

I don't have a camera that would capture them atop forty- to fifty-foot tall tree. This picture, from Florida's Wild Parrots, is very close to what I saw though.

I have seen parrots in Venice before, but this year I have noticed them more and more.  There was one species of parrot indigenous to Florida, but it is now extinct.  The parrot population now seen in Florida are descendants of escapees from the pet trade in exotic tropical birds.  They have adapted well since the weather tends to be familiar and so do many of the non-native plants that have been imported for landscaping.

Everything you may have wanted to know about Florida parrots in the wild can be found here.

In other Florida bird news--the baby Sandhill cranes are growing up, no longer little yellow fluff balls with legs:

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Lotus Flower

Rising out of the murk and mud of a  brownish pond, the lotus flower is a symbol of purity and beauty.

My origami lotus flower doesn't quite live up to the symbolism.

I like it anyway.

Monday, April 25, 2016

For the Beauty of the Earth

This is one of the hymns I like in a YouTube video.

I thought I would add some of my own examples

Sunday, April 24, 2016

A Tale of Two Cars

Talk about first world problems...

I wrote about the 2011 Prius.  That car lives in Vermont.  I bought it used.  Mike and I had intended to buy a small car to leave in Florida.  Our ideas about exactly what constitutes a small car differed, so had Mike lived, the Prius would never have passed the start up gun and the checkered flag.

Anyway, I liked the Prius and thought it made a much more practical main vehicle for me.  I ended up driving the Ford Taurus X, a car that had served us well when we had lots of stuff to haul around for various reasons, to Florida in the fall of 2013 and leaving that there.

The following summer I flew to Florida with my grandkids and we drove back in the big Ford.  I realized I no longer needed such a big car and the price of gas, the low gas mileage, and my long time preference for small pushed me over the edge.  I bought a used 2013 Ford Focus in the fall of 2014 and drove it to Florida that winter, where it has been ever since.

Google images (but just like what I have/had):

the Prius

the Ford Taurus X

the Ford Focus

As you can see, left entirely to my own devices, I am going to choose a small grey car.  (The two other cars I picked entirely on my own--a grey Nissan Sentra and a grey Saab)

In spite of the fact that they look a lot alike, the Prius and the Focus are very different in how they drive.  The learning curve when I make the switch tends to be steep each time.

The Prius key stays in my purse and I push a button to start it.  I have to dig the Focus key out of my bag and insert it to start up.  All the interior controls and the gas tanks are on opposite sides.  The Prius has a backup camera.  The Focus has backup blind spots in disturbing number.  The Prius is a hybrid, the Focus strictly gas engine.

The Focus is lighter and a lot zippier. I am not saying it would make the ultimate getaway car (see previous post) or that it is sporty, but it is more fun to drive and more responsive.

So in a few short weeks, I will be going through the agony of having to change driving habits once again.  I know, poor me.

I really do wish I were more like Linda on her Bag Lady Blog and be more gratefully philosophical.

Thursday, April 21, 2016


Sometimes a commercial captures my attention even though I try to mostly tune them out.

I confess to being amused by the "it's what you do" commercials for Geico.  As in if you are a mom you call at inconvenient times; it's what you do.  "Are you taking a zumba class? It's so noisy there." It cracks me up every time.

However, I am offended by the Prius commercials.  The news is reporting a police chase and the suspects are using a Prius for their getaway.  It is one of those progressive commercials.  Now a large cadre of Prius drivers are running interference on the thruway to help the suspects to elude capture.

I have a Prius.  I know it has not been seen as a zippy car.  If you drive it as recommended to up the gas mileage, you are pretty much going to stay off the speed trap radar.

I am worried that these commercials are going to put Prius drivers on the highway patrol watch list.

Google image, but exactly like my own little hybrid.