Wednesday, November 11, 2015
The Venerable Bede
Most of what we know about Anglo Saxon England in the 700's , we know from this historian, the Venerable Bede. He was a good observer of current events, and a good writer.
I've always looked at my blog as a sort of "Bede Wannabe" digital record. It started out as just a personal record for myself.
My Grandmother wrote and published her autobiography. My mom wrote and published hers. I'm not aspiring to anything so grand, but I thought a long blog of day to day life in this time would be interesting somewhere down the road to my descendants.
Alas, I don't measure up the Bede's standards. This guy never missed a beat, no matter what catastrophic events were occurring, in his world or to him personally.
My first blog was really a learning experience and I eventually shut it down for a lot of reasons. This one, I'd like to keep going til I check out. I thought about trying to work on it while I was "down" with the bug but I wasn't sure I was always thinking straight and I was afraid I'd write some embarrassing drivel. So there's a gap in the narrative. Well, historians hundreds of years in the future studying it will just have to do what they always do, make guesses at the gaps! Of course, I'm kidding about all that, just like I kid about having my personal possessions put in my "pyramid" up here on the mountain. But it does irk me that I let it go like that.
The ferrets sure were good friends while I was not feeling well. They stuck right around the whole time, which is not their nature. They're active souls in routine times.
Strange as it may sound, I had a really bad nightmare and woke up scared. I haven't been "afraid" of much of anything in more than 30 years. Anger is a more typical emotion for me. But whatever the dream was, it really rattled me.
One of the ferrets was on the bed and came up to my pillow. As soon as I saw him I felt normal again. Can't say why, in particular, I just wasn't rattled anymore. Good guys to have around in shaky times.
Chilly out tonight . I'm not going out on the porch for a while, but I have one of those outdoor thermometers that transmits to a receiver inside. I opened the curtains on the big windows looking out into the woods and watched the sunset that way.
Closed them again after dark. I don't like the idea that someone/something could see inside the house at night. No idea why, I've always been that way I think.
Heavy frost this morning. I need to build the straw dog house but I can't just yet. Maybe by this weekend. My wife made warm beds with old clothes for the dogs on the porch. It's not so bad yet that they will be uncomfortable. They could sleep in the straw with the silky chickens, inside the plant room, where it's much warmer. They just don't want to go in there though. They are outside dogs.