Another one of those puka days
Ken says hello to everyone. He has not been out of bed at all today and wanted everyone to know he hopes to write tomorrow. He is just tired, tired, tired and can't stay awake. So send a prayer or two his way and comment on the older blogs so he will have something to read when he gets up.
Thank you all for being a friend to my sweet husband.
I love you all for your dedication to keeping the dialogs going.
Love and Blessings,
Sharon (the real life wife)
Thank you all for being a friend to my sweet husband.
I love you all for your dedication to keeping the dialogs going.
Love and Blessings,
Sharon (the real life wife)
Cher...like sha...the A sounds like the A in shack, but a little softer. To the cajun (or cA-shon) the term means a whole bunch of different things. Maa- sha, how you do today...oh no sha, I do hate to heaar you not too good, no? What you need to do is go outside and hug a tree. But me...I under-stands its really really cold out der where you
live, yah. Whats you gonna do?
Why do I say, me, that you need to hug a tree? Its good medicine, for sure. It helps someone get in the ground, yah...like gettin grounded, dey say.
It helps get me to breath a lil better, just feel the branch, or leaves, and smell how that smell, and how it feel and how it look. Den see what it make you feel and what it make you think about and then if it help you go back in yo mind to the forest, well den, it might make you feel the better, huh?
You sure cant go out dere and do dat, can you? What we gonna do, us? Dere got to som so-lu-shun, ya. what... what we gonna do?
Oh Ken, I tink I got the idee, yah. Out on my little, bitty patio, I got me a little tree, i think of as my Uinta Tree. (Ill tell you about that story in another missive) I can cut off a little branch, me. One just for you to hold and feel, and I bet I can get Kathy to take it to where Sharon work...her...
to bring home to you. How about dat, huh? In the mean time, just Bon Temp
Roulez (bon tom roulay)dat fancy lil thing say, "let the good time roll". Us cajon, we love to do dat, us. Folks like you and me) we can do dat in our heart and mind, cant us? Sending you much love and light...Corky
P.S.
Me...I not really a cajun, but I live down there from the 1st grade to two years in college, so I feel like an adopted cajon.
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Hey Ken,
I hope things are going better. I wish I had something interesting to share. I've been doing a lot of research on running injuries lately. Did you know that each time your foot strikes the ground, it generates 450 pounds of force? Wow. No wonder my legs are a little sore after running 13 miles. Other than that, I got nada. It's been an uneventful last few weeks.
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Ken...you threw down the gauntlet with your comment about age of women being told with some discrepentes. Now you know I have to tell the truth, and actually, I am proud to do so. I was born July 2, 1935. This july I will be 75. 3/4 of a century...wow. Sometimes I am amazed that I have made it this long, because I have taken such lousy care of my body. Some things I h ave done are to the good, but being so over weight and smoking has caused a lot of troubles with diabetes and my lungs. Please dont think I am put off by your joking about women, cause I am just playing too.
I think tomorrow, which is Friday, is the day Kathy will bring the uinta tree branch to Sharon, if that fits her schedule alright. Maybe you can tell me the name of the tree after you see the branch.
The story behind the little tree occured on a sunday, up on the south side of the uintas. This was after both Kathy and I had moved here in 94' and '95, and before my smoking and the altitudes and weight got me down so I couldnt take off in my 4 wheel drive pick-um-up truck anymore. On this day I decided to see where a new looking road went to, and soon discovered that we were on a fairly new logging road that had been slashed thru such wonderful forest land. We were up somewhere between Wolf Creek Pass and Tabiona. It was a fairly steep hill, so the bank of the high side was from 5 to 8 feet high. We came to this little, (about 3 feet) green tree hanging upside down and hanging by one little root. It would be dead soon, so we were able to remove it easily and put it in the truck and planted it in my small patio and it is still there. I am 5 foot tall and it is over my head now and is as pretty as it can be. I think it likes its home a lot. We even have some little birds playing in it too.Well not right now...but soon, when the snow is gone and it be a little warmer.
Good night and angels on your pillows. Love and Light, Corky
P.S. Thanks for the welcome to your group. I am happy to be included.
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