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Twin Tuesday ~ Flash 365

 “Oh! Take a shit, read a story” – My Mother on Flash Fiction

What else can I say? The stories on Flash 365 are the perfect length for a trip to the loo. Some stories even have a few episodes for those times you’ll need to be entertained a bit longer.  I have never laughed so hard or gotten such twist endings slapped aside my head like Flash 365 pulls on me. I hope my humble story (and art) below is half as good as what you’d experience on Flash 365 😉 Enjoy.

I’ve always looked good in black,” H whispered before inserting the wintergreen lifesaver into her mouth. A holdover oral fixation from quitting smoking.

Funerals were always a great place to go husband hunting. It was time. She was loosing her youthful appearance again and it was time to fall in love.

Her one and only friend D elbowed her slightly, turning her gaze to the solitary, elderly man sitting in the front row. He was quietly weeping.

H glided over to his location then sat next to the man, put her arm around him and spoke softly, “ She was a wonderful woman, you must have loved her deeply.”

She was my light,” he choked between his tears “I don’t know if I can go on without her.”

His devotion to his wife is what attracted her to him. She needed that.

There, there.” She scratched his back.

H returned D’s glance and nodded slightly. D turned and left the room.

H began singing sweetly at a level only he could hear. His crying ceased. His eyes locked with hers. His heart began to feel full of life and started to beat just a bit faster.

Soon after the memorial was over, he and H married in a quiet part of a tropical island. He never thought he could feel so alive again.

On their 20 year anniversary, he asked the the burning question that was on his mind all these years. He wondered how after 20 years, he actually started to look younger and H hasn’t changed at all.

Love.” She said. “True love will always make you young.”

On their 40 year anniversary, when he clearly looked like he did in his 20’s and she hasn’t changed, he asked her again. She answered the same, “Love.”

When they reached their 50th anniversary, he clearly wanted an answer from her as he noted his acne pocked face.

H just began to sing to him. Softly like a lullaby. He felt the need to cuddle and nap within her arms. He rested his head on her shoulder and dozed off.

After what felt like a deep rest, he awoke to find himself not thinking about much aside from feeling hungry and wet. A loud cry was the only noise that came from his mouth.

There, there.” H cooed to him. She changed his diaper, gave him a bottle and rested him on her bosom. He felt happy, safe and loved again. He looked into her eyes, and all he knew was in those eyes. Love.

Soon he melted into her navel. She breathed slowly while the rejuvenation took place. Years of age began to disappear from her face. Gray hairs turned auburn, wrinkles stretched taut, skin turned vibrant and her body shrunk to a firm stature. H stood in front of the mirror, naked. She smiled.

You look fabulous!” D shouted to H as she approached the outdoor cafe.

Thanks! Love will do that to you.” She said as she flopped into the chair. “Sorry I’m late, I had to shop for some new clothes.”

No worries. No one else understands like I do.” D sarcastically noted, while she picked up her baby boy to cuddle him.

© Ilex ~ Midwestern Plant Girl

Reed-Turner Woodland Preserve – Spring Blooming Flowers 4-5-2017

Last weekend, my hubby allowed himself to get talked into a quick jaunt around Reed-Turner Woodland Preserve in Long Grove, Illinois. It’s a pretty small preserve at 36 acres. It was donated to the Long Grove Park District by Barbara Reed-Turner. It’s a fabulous little gem with so much diversity and wildlife to see. The town of Long Grove does have many activities such as Strawberry & Apple Fests, along with it’s quaint feel, makes for a great day trip. All of the following flowers were captured at the preserve. Since I’ve not had another blooming flowers in the past that’s remotely close to this one, I’m not linking back to any past blooming posts.

Winter aconites – Eranthis hyemalis

Aren’t they adorable? They look like little ballerinas.

Pussy willows ~ Salix discolor

Scilla Siberica – Siberian Squill or Wood Squill

Vinca minor ~ Periwinkle

Salem Lake

Bird Log – Lots of birds fly through here!!

Natural Stadium Seating

More Squill

Indian Creek

The only bird I can pick-out here is the White-breasted Nuthatch. An maaaybe a red-breasted. Their noise is a bit higher pitched.

I hear Redwinged Blackbirds, Robins and many loud ‘Clicky’ birds. I could see it was a midsize bird, but that’s it with the dank gray skies.

Lots of clean-up going on this spring.

Common snowdrops ~ Galanthus nivalis

Forsyhia

© Ilex ~ Midwestern Plant Girl

Blue Apron Meals – Update

We have been ordering Blue Apron meals for a little over a month now. I can’t say enough about the meals and the cooking techniques we’ve learned how to to pull off. Admittedly, there are also plenty of food items I will never touch again… Kale pretty much being at the top of the list. I’ve made kale at least 5 different ways and none of them has produced a palatable taste for me. We now just buy some spinach for me when we see it in an upcoming meal. The next being sesame oil. OMG, it kills my insides and stays with me for days. ICK! Lastly, what is with all the radishes? I get it BA is trying to be eco-friendly and use what is in season, however a radish salad is not my cup-o-tea.

We often try to pick the fish meal when offered. All of them have been fabulous! I can’t believe how much I love catfish. My Father used to cook it all the time and the smell caused me to leave the house. The salmon, white fish and cod have all been fantastic also.

So far, our favorite meal has been the pork roast rubbed in spices. It was so juicy and tender! Super yum.

We’re going to continue to enjoy these. We also think these would be a great thing to bring along camping! All the ingredients are in the box, I don’t need to worry about forgetting something. The only things that would need to be aboard the ‘Daug Haus’ would be olive oil and the proper kitchen tools; pots, shredders, pans, etc.

Admittedly, I don’t remember the fancy names for the following meals… I’m going to call it as I see it. If anyone’s curiosity is burning that bad to know the recipe or true name, ask about it in the comments and I’ll get back to you.  =-)

Salmon with fried rosemary and apple farro

Pan fried chicken with bok choy, rice and marinated carrot slaw

Pan fried chicken with mushrooms, rice and kale.

Cheese cannolis with tomato sauce and creamy garlic salad

Here’s that pork meal!

Cumin crusted pork roast with fig / orange sauce on a bed of onion and barley.

Pork chop with jasmine rice, tomato/cilantro salsa and kale.

Fried chicken on a bed of kale and mashed potatoes.

Lamb and beef stew topped with fried potato disks and parmesan cheese

Moroccan Chicken on spiced tomatoes and carrots with rice. This one rocked!!

Shrimp with cabbage with curry. We did not like this one at all.

Meatloaf with ketchup pepper chutney and hash browns. Meh.

© Ilex ~ Midwestern Plant Girl

Fight Or Flight -The Illusion OF Anxiety

I found this read fascinating! 🤓
If you have anxiety, like myself, this post explains how your brain plays tricks on your body. I have never thought of how anxiety is caused… this post explains it to you! Please enjoy 😃

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flight or flight

Throughout history millions have undertaken their own personal endeavors of self-realization, and even after three million years of existence the human makeup is something that still remains a complete mystery.

This phenomenon of self-discovery has taken form in many trails from personal journeys, religion to science and philosophy. And still, we haven’t even started to scratch the surface of understanding. If we only knew what powers we actually possessed, and how to properly use them, one could only imagine Endless opportunities that are instantly presented.

The Human race possesses the world most elite technologies and systems within its creation. It has been witnessed throughout evolution, that the human race continuously becomes more aware and advanced. Adapting and cultivating such innovation to suit an ever changing world, with the exact same resources our ancestors had. We already possess everything we need, within!

Ancient scriptures throughout the world describe of the enlightenment…

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Juvenile Male Cardinal ~ Cardinalis cardinalis

Happy Valentines Day!

I though today would be a great day to write about cardinals.

Cardinals are monogamous birds whose relationships with their spouses are harmonious, romantic and musical. The male and female sing duets, calling similar songs to each other. Native American lore says if a cardinal crosses your path or attracts your attention, and you’re single, there may be a romantic relationship in your near future. If you’re already in a relationship, you may experience renewed romance and courtship. If you or your partner have been unfaithful, monogamy is the cardinal’s message

     

Cardinals make a distinct ‘chirp’, that my ears pick-up quickly. I was home writing posts, when I heard the call. This little guy was under the suet puck I have hanging from a shepherd’s hook. Mr. Squirrel was up on the puck, gobbling and dropping a lot of crumbs. Perfect situation for Mr. Cardinal! I crept up to the window and looked down, hoping not to spook him. The cardinals at work are very skittish. Any movement at all has them flying off. This guy here had no fear. As long as the crumbs rain down on him, he was happy and not worried about who looked at him.

Cardinalis cardinalis is what’s called a tautonym: zoological names of species consisting of two identical words (the generic name and the specific name have the same spelling). Such names are allowed in zoology, however not in botany. Clearly, like I’ve said before, botanist’s are EVIL!!! Click here to see the long list of tautonyms available from the Wiki. Some of my favorites: Bison bison, Chinchilla chinchilla, Iguana iguana, Gorilla gorilla. 😉

My gift to you on Valentine’s day; a romantic Native American legend.

The Red Bird

A Choctaw Legend

Once, when time was not quite old enough to be counted, there lived a beautiful Indian maiden. This was a special maiden. She could do all the work that needed to be done to keep her lodge in order and to satisfy her mate. But this maiden did not have what she longed for — her mate. As she sat under the large tree one day, she heard the Red Bird.

“Red Bird, is it so strange for me to wish to have someone to care for, who will care for me?” asked the maiden. “If it is not so strange, why have I not found that one meant for me?”

The Red Bird had no answer for the Indian maiden, but he sat and listened to her because he could hear the lonely in her voice. Every morning for the passing of seven suns, the Red Bird came and listened to the maiden’s story. As each day passed, the loneliness felt by the maiden began to fill the Red Bird.

One day in the Red Bird’s far travels, he came to a handsome Indian brave. The brave saw the Red Bird and called him to him. As he began to talk, the Red Bird felt the loneliness in his voice that the maiden had shown. Soon the Red Bird began to see that these two lonely people had the same wish, to find another who would love and care for them as they would care for their mate.

On the fifth day of listening to the brave, the Red Bird became as a bird that is sick. The brave became concerned, for the Red Bird had become his friend. As the brave walked toward him, the Red Bird began hopping, leading the brave to the lodge of the Indian maiden. Because the brave was wanting to see if the Red Bird was alright, he did not notice that he was going from his home. The Red Bird saw the Indian maiden sitting outside of her lodge and when he came very close to where he knew the brave would then see the Indian maiden, he flew away. The brave saw the Indian maiden and realized that he had wandered far from his home. He went to the Indian maiden to ask where he was.

The Red Bird sat in the tree and watched the brave and the maiden. At first the brave was shy and the maiden would not talk, but they soon were talking and laughing like old friends.

Red Bird saw this and thought it was good. He had done as he could and now it would be up to the brave and the maiden. As Red Bird flew to his home he thought of how Great Spirit had known that someday the two would find each other. Now it was good, thought Red Bird, that maiden had someone who would see for her and brave had someone that would hear for him and that they finally had someone who would care.

© Ilex ~ Midwestern Plant Girl

Happiness

cryingeyeLightning illuminates the raindrops upon my lashes with the crash of thunder forcing me to open my lids to the grim reality of the vision of you through the glistening orbs as opposed to seeing you through my own eyes as thoughts of you dance upon my mind my skin tingles from the yearning of your touch and my heart drops down to the pit of my stomach where the ache has become unbearable from the painful emotions buried deep inside my soul burning to bring themselves out and envelop the very essence of your being that has taken over my heart that longs so much to have you possess it and bring it back from its despairing hollow state of worthlessness that has encased me for too long but with my own mind’s eye I see the love you send me through only your words and the clouds clear to show the rays though the silver linings of your soul completely filling the empty parts of my body with joy and the nurturing you have so much to offer my heart that to share your soul would mean my ultimate happiness.

© Ilex ~ Midwestern Plant Girl