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A meander: This and that and maybe another thing

Two snow geese.

Peace is not won by those who fiercely guard their differences, but by those who with open minds and hearts seek out connections.

~ Katherine Paterson

We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects.

~ Herman Melville

We are like islands in the sea, separate on the surface but connected in the deep.

~ William James

Light in the garden.

Spring is beginning to show itself around here.  The crocuses are about finished blooming and the daffodils are just getting started.  The little lawn flowers (as I call them — because I haven’t identified many of them) are blooming, including the beautiful, tiny and blue, Persian speedwell.  The loblolly pines are starting to flower (which means everything will be covered in yellow pollen in a few weeks).  Yesterday I noticed the peonies are poking up from the ground, and that’s usually a sign that the asparagus will be popping up soon.

From a walk in February. Assateague Island.

M has been working in the vegetable garden, getting things ready for what we hope will be a new layer of top soil.  The area around the front of the pond needs to be graded and we’re hoping to use the dirt from there in the garden.  I have been poking around in the flower garden and will be getting the flower seeds started in the greenhouse sometime this week.  Most likely it will be zinnias again since I can’t seem to get anything else to grow well out there.  I’m thinking about trying bee balm.  I’ll be visiting the nursery this weekend to pick up some seeds and plants, and we’ll see what they have.

Following the road.

Our herd of deer, who seem to have suffered no losses during hunting season, are growing bolder and bolder.  That’s our fault for not scaring them off during the winter months.  Even now, maybe especially now, I don’t want to shoo them away.  This time of year, before everything greens, is usually a time of scarcity.  Whatever it is the deer are feasting on in our lawn (and it’s not the grass, which has been growing and greening and will need to be mowed soon), they seem to like it, and like it enough to come closer and closer to the house to find it.  Worse yet, one doe made her way into the vegetable garden the other day.  It wasn’t much of a leap, just over some short fencing we put up inside the garden to keep out rabbits.  It looks like we may have to rethink our fencing strategy or we may lose our veggies to the deer.  A gate of some kind will probably do the trick since there is a taller, wooden fence around the whole area.

Through the marsh.

Last week I shared, on Facebook, this beautiful blog post by Pauline, Our Black Friday.  Facebook, in their infinite lack of wisdom, pulled it with the message “This goes against our community standards.”  I have to wonder… what standards?  As far as I can tell, they have none.  Their true standards are to react when outrage grows enough momentum to make them feel they have to do something.  Otherwise, pretty much anything goes.  For instance, the campaign chief for the orange guy in the White House used Facebook, with their help, to supposedly tip the scales in 2016 by the use of ads, volunteers to spread (mis)information, etc.  According to an article in Forbes, they already have 1.6 million volunteers to do the same in 2020.  And Facebook thinks that OK.  Because Facebook is making money (which overrules any community standards they might have, as is generally the case in business).

The remains.

So, I am sharing Pauline’s post here where it will reach more people.  Something I should have done in the first place.  When you read Pauline’s post (if you haven’t done so already), I’d also like to suggest that you peruse the comments.  There are a lot of beautiful thoughts floating around in there.

For those wondering and who don’t already know, I would have left Facebook long ago.  I never really wanted to join, always referring to it as “the dark side,” but did so to placate a family member.  I would delete my account if I could.  Unfortunately, I am running the social media stuff for our community affiliate of Keep America Beautiful and that includes a Facebook page.  To set up a community page, you apparently have to have a personal page.  (If anyone knows a way around that, please leave a note in the comments.)

On the beach.

Most of the images I’m sharing are from February, taken on my last visit to the Maryland side of Assateague Island.  I have an abundant collection of old (or somewhat older) photos that have not made it on to any incarnation of my blog.  I also have photos sitting on the camera that need to be uploaded someday.  Since I am currently not in the mood to carry the camera, I figure this is a good time to share some stuff that I meant to share but didn’t get around to.

One more look at this guy or gal, showing off his or her beautiful wings.

That’s probably enough from me on this mostly sunny and very windy Tuesday.  March seems to want to continue blustering and blowing clear to the end.  No lamb-like leaving this year.  Let’s meet out at the Point for sunset this evening.  Today’s schedule puts it at 7:20 PM.  It’s another good day for layering and maybe your wellies.  The wind is probably driving the tide higher than usual and I suspect it’s going to be a little wet out there.

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

With the wind in her hair.

A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy:  1,026) Wild horses that roam the beaches and marshes on Assateague Island.  1,027) Cloud formations that look like works of art temporarily pinned to the sky.  1,028) Root vegetable hash for breakfast.  1,029) Good numbers.  I saw the doc yesterday for a routine follow-up.  All is well, all is well, and all manner of the ways they measure these things say all is well.  1,030) Spring light and the way it dances on the dried plants in the meadows.

Wait for me, Mama! (A foal running after her mother.)


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28 thoughts on “A meander: This and that and maybe another thing

  1. Layering is right. Freezing this morning. Sweating now. Taking layers off every few hours. Mother Nature’s Hot Flashes = March.

    Lovely photos, as always. Love the horses.

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  2. Thanks for sharing the post Robin – and the interesting reaction from Facebook…… Mmmm. That’s a pretty clear indication of where they stand on the humanity line isn’t it? Must be time for me to expunge myself from that platform completely, rather than just be passively inactive.

    Your photos of the foal are great, such a beautiful little chap or chapess. It’s cold here today, the first taste of what is to come for us 🙂

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    1. You’re welcome, Pauline, and thank you for your post. ❤

      I’ve struggled off and on with Facebook. For a while I thought maybe I could add a little light, just sharing photos or quotes. I’m aware of the studies they were conducting with the news feed (they were experimenting with negative news feeds by putting only negative stuff in the news feeds to see how people would react/respond to it). Even with that awareness, and knowing that they are probably still playing with people in that manner, I thought, like some of my friends, that adding light might change things. But it’s hard to do that when the platform is designed so well to manipulate. As I mentioned in my post, I’m there because I have to be for the beautification and anti-litter group. I’m going to talk with the other board members about setting up a website or blog instead of using Facebook, but I suspect that Facebook will reach more people until we get things established. Email newsletters would be great, too. In other words, of thinking of ways to get us off of Facebook eventually. When we can do that with the group, I’m deleting my personal account.

      I do like Instagram (even if they are owned by Facebook), but maybe that’s because I carefully curate it.

      Enjoy your cooler weather. 🙂

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  3. I planted red bee balm, one plant, about 15 years ago and I’m still pulling it up from places I don’t want it. I like it though…it’s pretty and blooms for a long time and the hummingbirds love it. So….your call.

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      1. That’s good to know about the soil, Lisa. I’ve done a lot of mulching and spreading of compost in the flower garden. The soil is in much better shape than it was. Still, it’s hard to get anything to survive out there because of the way things dry out so quickly around here. The marshes really do act as a sponge.

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  4. Thoughtful post, Robin. I left Facebook more than a year ago…and I’m grateful. Yes, family members still know more about what’s happening with other members than I ever do…and I’m ok with that. If I am to know, I will know. How did we ever manage before the advent of the oxymoronic social media, anyway? 😑 I continue to see the myriad and subtle ways we give up our power…and “Facedrama” as my sister calls it, seems to continue to be a good one despite all that it does to use its users…

    As always, your photos are lovely and inspiring and I enjoy them with the pairing of quotes and your writings so very much. 🙏🏻💕

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    1. Thank you so much, Carrie. 🙂

      My husband and I were recently discussing something similar — how DID we manage without cell phones and social media? It was a different world, that’s for sure. I think, maybe, it was a more trusting world in some ways. Or maybe a less fearful world without social media to broadcast, play on, and enhance fears. A good personal example is when my husband goes out for a walk in the evening and it’s after sunset. I want him to take his phone in case something happens and he balks at that because he’s very disconnected from technology (he jokingly calls himself a luddite but the truth of it is that he’s been involved with computer technology almost from the very beginning and he clearly sees the pitfalls and misuses of it). I have to remind myself that there was a time when we didn’t have the invisible safety cord of cell phones to connect us when we were apart, and I didn’t worry about it. I have to ask myself why I worry so much about it now when I didn’t worry about it then.

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      1. Interesting, Robin. I’ve reflected a lot on the challenges of connectivity. My friend and I discuss this as well. I notice that I get initially concerned when he forgets his phone and then I remind myself that we are all individuals, making our own decisions and I am pulling myself away from the edges of karmic interference. You’re right on about the fear that seems more pervasive now that we are endlessly connected. I’ve simply tightened my personal boundaries and feel much better for it.

        These conversations need to continue. Some of these social media platforms will go as far as they can and when caught, ask for forgiveness and then go find another way to exploit us all. We don’t have regulations in this country like they do in others…so the Wild West lives on. 😑


    1. Thank you, Merril. 🙂 I think that’s the main reason a lot of people continue to stay on Facebook. It’s unfortunate that Facebook has such a monopoly. I find myself wishing, from time to time, that someone would come out with something better, but it’s hard to define better since I doubt my family and friends and I could all agree on what constitutes “better.” Some, I’m sure, truly enjoy the drama of it.

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  5. Hard to hate FB for being exactly what they are: a big business, a company looking to make as much money as possible.
    Personally, it’s a plague and damages so many. Refusing to support negative energy, I do not participate (although blogging can be similar).
    Always love your quotes to ponder and pictures. Sounds like you’re plenty deer. HAHA
    Best to tend your own gardens and not get stuck in the mud of other’s

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    1. Well said, PhilosopherMouse! Thank you. 🙂 And yes, blogging can be similar. I think where it differs is that Facebook became a place where family supposedly connects, or old friends one hasn’t seen in a long time. There’s a lot more baggage (history) to help create more drama in those cases. Most of the bloggers I follow and that follow me are people I’ve never met. There’s not much history there, or it’s fairly new. Still, I’ve been in the midst of a little blogging drama. Rarely, but it happens.

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  6. Love the pic of the illuminated crocus – such joy. It’s nice that spring has come to your garden.
    I’m a reluctant FB user, too. My niece says I’m ‘an every other week user.’ Ha, if that. I use it mostly to see what the ‘young-uns’ are up to.

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  7. Yesterday and today I’ve been able to leave the cottage doors open to air out the place. A bit of green in the grass, but no flowers yet. It won’t be too long now before spring bursts on Colorado Springs. Have a great Wednesday!

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    1. Thank you for sharing that, Pauline. I wish I could be done with them, too. As soon as I figure out how to do that and still run the non-profit group’s FB page, I am out of there.

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