Saturday Slight

Yesterday served as a reminder to me of the fragility of the life we know and enjoy. 

Actually, numerous events of the past couple of weeks have all contributed to a heavy dose of that observation. 

I can't count how many times I've heard about sad situations and immediately thought or wondered why bad things have to happen to good people. 

Bad news seems insurmountable at times, and this is one of them.  

It doesn't seem fair.  

This assessment may sound naive, but that's okay. 

As we move along day to day and learn about good folks among our friends or family dealing with hardships or challenges, it's hard not to think about and want to totally reject that oft repeated cliche "life isn't fair." 

Fairness seems to have taken its hits in the general scheme of things in the world of late.  

When we see the ugly sides of life seemingly reigning over virtually everything, we tend to feel even more distressed about bad things happening to good people.

Anyway, yesterday's visits with friends revealed to me that there's been an overabundance of sadness, tough times and distress among the folks I know. 

Such revelations also bring out a sense of gratitude that is so essential in living this life and in still embracing the good things it has to offer, albeit temporarily absent of the heavy burdens others have had to bear. 

We all know our tough times have come before and that they will continue to unfold as we move on day after day. 

So, in dealing with our empathetic frustrations for others and their unfortunate situations, we should keep them in our thoughts and prayers while making the most of each priceless day that we are granted on this earth. 

In the meantime, I keep hoping that the tide will turn and that life will seem a little more fair for the good folks among us. 

Just sayin'. 

Now, here is a good thing that has happened to a good guy. 

Congratulations to Gonzaga Basketball Coach Mark Few for his induction to the Basketball Hall of Fame.  

ZAGS fans are proud of you, Coach Few. 

🏀🏀🏀🏀🏀🏀

I saw this on Twitter and thought this looked like a pretty ear of corn and wanted to share. 

Pre-colonization Glass Gem Corn, Indigenous to North America, regrown by a Cherokee farmer in Oklahoma. 

This particular corn is a mix of ancient Pawnee, Osage and Cherokee varieties.

Annie's home. 

She arrived in time last night to enjoy dinner with my sisters and our family friend Cindy.  

Willie and Debbie are headed to Seattle to watch the Seahawks tonight.

My former student and tech man Lenny is coming soon to figure out why our television satellite feed has been so erratic the past several days. 

So, it's time to get on with the day and wish everyone a happy Saturday. 

May good things happen in your day. 

 

Clarity

 

I've missed the mountains. 

They reappeared yesterday after the smoke blew away in overnight winds. 

And, they're still there this morning. 

Have we seen the worst of forest fire consequences for 2026?

I sure hope so.

Clarity is nice, not only in conversation but also in vision. 

  

I planted four corn seeds in my mound garden.  

The corn came up fast and grew quickly. 

Now the four stalks have ears on them. 

I am very curious to see if the ears when mature have corn on them. 

Lack of kernels has been a problem with my recent corn harvests. 

So fingers crossed that the ears are loaded when I pull off the husks. 

 

Thursday This, That; TBT

 

The smoke has blown away for now. 

It's turned into coat weather outside. 

And, we have yet to receive a drop of rain. 

My phone says maybe at 9 a.m. some drops may fall, but if not, there's nothing predicted for the next ten days. 

That's not good because pastures are drying up. 

We'll be feeding hay soon. 

Who would have thought that weather conditions would turn so bad so fast, especially with all the rain we had in the spring and early summer. 

Weather is always a guessing game, and here in North Idaho, the extremes often come in to play. 

So, we figure out how to deal with it. 

In other news, we had another dinner with garden delights last night. 

Local meat, processed about a mile or two away via crow flying patterns. 

Both carrots and potatoes, harvested from the garden yesterday made the tastebuds happy later in the day. 

Sadly, the photo of the potatoes below doesn't do their deep purple color much justice. I've never seen purple potatoes until this year, so it was fun to see a change of pace in the spud patch. 

My pumpkins are growing significantly every day, especially with added fencing to keep the deer from eating them. 

I had to put up even more netting yesterday because when I went to pick some beans from my mound garden, both stems and beans had been sampled. 

So, our vegetable dish last night included a grand total of four green beans.   

With gardening here at the Lovestead, I always value quality over quantity.  

So, if I can at least get it to grow and harvest most of it, that's a good year and probably some unhappy deer.

Pretty much a ho hum day today, so I'll quit muttering and wish you a good day. 

Enjoy the photos.  

Thursday Throwbacks:  Images of special happenings, great moments, good peeps and pretty places from the past.  Hope you enjoy the photos and scroll along with the song.

Yeah, that's Michelle, but more importantly that's our Jeralyn right next to her.  

Jeralyn was Idaho's school counselor of the year, and Michelle spoke at the national event.