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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.

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  1. Curtains were made to be closed at night, and any time you're not home. A lot can be learned about you and your possessions from peeking in your windows.

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    1. I'm just very sensitive about any issue related to security, I guess. If I am driving home, and a vehicle has been behind me awhile, I will always pull over and let it go by if it gets near where I actually turn off the paved road on to the gravel road. No real reason to do that, I just don't want anybody following out to my gate. I always sit in a cafe booth at the rear of my favorite cafe, with my back to the wall and facing the door. Hardly necessary, I just do. Couldn't say why.

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    2. "Hardly necessary, I just do. Couldn't say why."

      Because it only takes one time .

      That's why.

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    3. Harry,

      (captaincrunch)

      I do the same thing. Check to see if I am followed. Its an easy to rob someone. Follow them home and ambush them when the front door to the house is opened and its all over for the victim.

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    4. Matt, I can never really tell if I am paranoid or just security conscious. I don't guess it matters since it doesn't hurt anyone though....

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    5. CC. I always think "why has that guy been behind me for so long?" "What's he even doing out here where there is absolutely nothing."

      I know the vehicles most people drive in this part of the county and when someone has been behind me awhile, and I haven't seen the vehicle before, I get edgy.

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  2. I love first person historical accounts. History is just people's stories when it comes right down to it. It's a darn shame that most history is taught in such a manner to make the most interesting things boring.

    Pace yourself. Allow time to fully heal.

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    1. Blogs generally give you a good idea of what's actually going on in the writers part of the country. You can't get that from the news anymore, it's all filtered and manipulated to forward the networks liberal agenda. Even Fox is getting that way. And, since I don't do a lot of socializing it gives me some social interplay, which I would suspect everyone needs to some degree, even avowed recluse types.

      Nature is seeing that I don't overdo.

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  3. It is interesting that the ferrets were there to comfort you. My cats do the same thing when I am sick. My late husband died at home, and for weeks our cat did not leave his side. She slept close to him and watched over him. When he died, she left his side.....they know. Animals are more than just companions, especially those we live with. We close the drapes after dark, too. Glad you are feeling better.

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    1. My animals up here are very important to me. Even the wild one's that come up for the remains of the cats supper, like possums and raccoon's, are part of the environment I find so comfortable. My ferrets are really good companions. Ragnar was so much like a person it was amazing. He liked to watch television with me, and could communicate about anything he wanted to with his facial expressions and body language.

      I'm feeling human again, which is nice. Being sick steals the days from you, and I don't feel like I have any to spare.

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  4. I started blogging as a form of a modern day baby book. Then it worked it's way into more. I'm in the midst of a redesign. I had troubles because I got great photos for the redesign, came home, went through the photos, and realized that Isaak had mega dirty fingers. I can't decide if I should just go for it. It is him.

    The weather here was CRAZY today. It's been warm up until today. We have high winds, thunderstorms, snow, rain and hail. I'm not even kidding. My students were freaking out about leaving the school.

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    1. I saw that things were hectic out your way. I keep a close eye on the Weather Channel, when they are actually talking about the weather and not doing one of their ridiculous time filler shows. It was cold here last night, but this morning the wind is really blowing and it's 61 degrees outside. My flags are standing out straight from the flag pole at times when the strong gusts go through.

      I enjoy your blog and your family pictures. They often remind me of my own kids at that age.

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  5. Hey Harry,

    (captaincrunch)

    I don't hearing or reading about that English historian. Its ironic that I have been watching 'The Bastard Executioner' Its not half bad. Nowhere as good as 'Vikings' but a bit intriguing and entertaining never the less.

    Nieghbor versus Nieghbor

    there are some neighbors that live across the street, one house over that are complete jackasses. Husband and wife, both retired military (both have heart disease)
    First thought is that they are both old veterans, nice couple, etc, etc.

    Not true. They call the cops on everybody for everything. They call the city for every little thing too. They got into a conflict with their neighbors next door because a kids soccer ball wound up in their front yard.

    A couple of days later the old veteran husband mowed on his neighbors side of fence on his neighbors property (the ones with the soccer ball) and then those neighbors went over and complained. The old veteran lady said something to the effect, "I was a soldier and I know how to kill ten thousand different ways" (that came out of the mouth of a 60 year old lady with a cane, COPD and heart disease)

    no joke. I heard the same thing from multiple witnesses.

    the neighbors with the soccer ball just up and left once that was said. They failed to record the conversation on their smartphones. No one likes them old veteran couple, even the veterans don't like them. I talked to them once and they believe in more government, etc, etc. So I just stayed away.

    Moral of the story is that some people mellow with age, some just do their own thing and some are just freakin' bat guano crazy.

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    1. Well, when you live in a community you are going to get all sorts and have to put up with them. That's why I don't. Old people of all stripes sometimes try to write checks their body's can't cash. Speaking for myself, I don't always realize I'm not the same person I was when I was young, until I am forcibly reminded it by some particular event. The old lady you are talking about is younger than me!

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    2. Hey Harry,

      (captaincrunch)

      I wrote that late last night and I did not word it right. The crazy old lady threatened an 18 year old neighbor by saying "I was a soldier and I can kill him ten thousand different ways"
      That 18 year old kid was one of the parties responsible for the soccer ball that went over the fence and started it all.

      That 18 year old is a senior in high school and is trying to get into the Army so he can be an Airborne Ranger like his big brother. I pay that kid to do yard work and he does well in high school so he's not a thug or a problem.

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    3. It's just that in having neighbors, there are bound to be things that blow up. Lots of people are not respectful of others, and will play loud music, or run the leaf blower, etc at inappropriate times. It's too easy to get dragged into the affairs of others when you have close neighbors. That's why I don't have any. Just think how much less turmoil and aggravation you would have to deal with, if you had that ranch in West Texas, and had no neighbors within 20 miles. I envy you living so close to the beach but I wouldn't want to live in the bee hive the beach has become. I saw on a show about Tsunami's that was on the National Geographic Channel that something like 70% of the population of the U.S. lives within a couple of hours of the beach.

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  6. I hope you are much improved by the weekend, pneumonia really takes it out of you! Once in awhile I get those really super scary dreams too, nothing you can really pin down but you wake up terrified and then need to calm down. It's probably since you've been ill and maybe on medication? Take care and don't over do it.

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    1. I have nightmares frequently, it's just part of life, but I can remember them. This was one of those you can't remember at all, but worse, it must have been one of those where you don't know you are dreaming. Generally I know it's a dream, so it's unpleasant but that's about it. Maybe it had to do with the illness, that wore me out pretty well.

      No chance of my overdoing. I get tired far too quickly right now.

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  7. I hate nightmares like that. Hard to get back to sleep after too.

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    1. No, it's late night tv time or reading after one of those.

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