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Trailer Park Bliss:
One of the blogs I especially loved, "Trailer Park Bliss" is gone. I will miss the sarcastic humor and the whole picture it formed in my mind not to mention the soul who wrote.
For some odd reason I'm intriqued by old trailers and those who live in them. Recently I watched a movie called "Nevada" that had some funky old trailers in a small town in Nevada. I also like other movies that have funky old trailers in them. I love reading blogs, web pages and groups that have desert rats, trailers, vans, etc. as their main subject. To me the rugged individuals who make their way through life with the simplest means are so very interesting. P.S. You can send me any url's of such pages if you discover any.
I'm not talking about trash hounds. Here we have people set up on their own lots trailers, 5th wheels and other tempory type homes but they are interesting. It's the people who haul in trash and leave it laying around like a dump or junk yard that are not interesting to me. In the mountains I was intriqued by a couple who set up a tarp tent room with outdoor barbeque. When they left , they left heaps of garbage, that offends me. Why? Why? would they want to leave such a mess in a prestine beautiful place? No appreciation I would think. Now it is an eyesore instead of an adventure. Now I see them as low class people, they could have organized and buried their trash instead they left it strewn all over the property. They are no longer interesting but discusting. Poverty does not make people low class in my eyes but lack of respect for their world makes people low class. I think greedy, egotists are low class as well. Just my perspective on life.
So, we have had rain, rain, rain. It comes down in outpourings as if buckets were turned over. Everything feels wet. Where does all that water go? Will it increase the underground water supply? Or will it just run off and go to the ocean after a long journey? Some snuggles into lakes and dams to stay a season or so but where does the rest go? We do have lakes here we didn't have before.
Lightning lit up the sky last night with thunder rumbling. I'm beginning to long for the sunshine.
Today, I will stay in and clean house, maybe bake some pumpkin bread.
I went by the feed store excited to pick up the rooster. Shhhzzzz. I wouldn't take that rooster if they paid me. It had to be the ugliest rooster in the world. It looked like someone had rung it's neck and all it's feathers were upside down. So, this morning I ordered chicks. They will arrive the 15th of March. 12 silkies assorted, 6 brown egg layers, pullets, 6 green egg layers , pullets, and 5 jungle chickens. I will share with my neighbor and exchange for some of hers. It will be fun to have the chicks and watch them grow. Something to look forward to and prepare for with excitment.
This morning when I went out to feed I opened the feed tin and found two of my little barred rocks inside. What a start that was but it must be warm inside the feed bin and lots to eat. Grin. They jumped out energetically when they were discovered like naughty children caught stealing from the cookie jar.
