Sisters


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Have you heard of the Three Sister Garden ?

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Corn is the oldest sister. She stands tall in the center.

Squash is the next sister. She grows over the mound, protecting her sisters from weeds and shades the soil from the sun with her leaves, keeping it cool and moist.

Beans are the third sister. She climbs through squash and then up corn to bind all together as she reaches for the sun. Beans help keep the soil fertile by coverting the sun’s energy into nitrogen filled nodules that grow on its roots. As beans grow they use the stored nitrogen as food.

I love my Sisters.

Gifts in the Transit


I checked the mail today and the package arrived. As I walked to the box I with full intent requested a warm snuggle  cause it has turned cold. So, I thought a nice hot shower and a warm snug in the bug gown. I took the package and walked back to the apartment. I am so happy. I love everything and everything fits me perfectly. Thank you so much.

Just what I ordered a snug in the bug

Our friend  is brain dead and the life support will be removed in the am.

Yes, my Thanksgiving and the kids visit was more than a stressful time. I have also been sick, heart tremors and a feeling of impeding doom.

I just want to sleep.

Some shit going around I guess.

I guess it just reminded me of all the dysfunctional families that we have privy to be in our lives.

Well, I had breakfast for dinner and am still hungry. Last evening I had hot oatmeal with brown sugar and raisins. It was so comforting too me. Tonight I am going to put the kettle on to boil for a cup of Chai Tea and I am taking a just right hot shower and getting into the snug while putting my toes into the kewl slippers.  I tried my coat on I bought in 2009 and have worn maybe three times. It still fit. Now, I have the perfect wind jacket with a hood and I love the color teal.

So thoughtful and perfect.

I am going to step away as far as I can from the Syndrome. It may mean not associating with them.

Someone is going to be RICH with the 500 Million Power Ball drawing tonight.

Happy Thanksgiving Blessings


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Today if we are so blessed we sit down to a feast.

A bounty of food and companionship with our loved ones.

Last year I lit candles around a special plate. In Four tiny containers I placed Water, with a beautiful flower,  individual candles for Fire , a feather in the Air  signifying the four winds and a touch of soil from the  Earth.

The Four Elements that sustain us.

Fire represents creative energy, inspiration, strong will and sexuality. It is traditionally associated with Yang energy.

Water signifies emotions, intuition, healing and reflecting, and it is associated with Yin energy.

Air represents knowledge and powers of the mind. It is also a symbol of courage and is related to masculine energy.

Earth is associated with nature, feeling ‘grounded’, security and material well-being and carries feminine energy.

All ready for the Day

FIRE, EARTH, WATER, AIR Blessings.

Create your environment with a sense of sacred space. Put candles and small crystals everywhere, even if it is the daytime. Right by the candles float little tiny flowers from the yard on bowls of water or in little vases. Then put a feather, or something representing air if you want to. Then you have all the elements.

No one else needs to know what this is – but they will see it and it will bless them.

Happy Thanksgiving One and All…

I am thankful that all my siblings are still walking there paths here on Terra Firma

In form, on solid and dry ground

I am thankful for a lovely and caring daughter and two wonderful grandchildren

I am thankful for me and the fact that I have survived as only warriors do

That I have two feet

Two hands and arms to give and receive a hug

I am thankful for my beloved Minnie, China and my birdies who make me smile everyday Smile

True friends who have my back

I am thankful to my Mother for carrying me gently under her caring heart

I am thankful to my Father for all the life experiences he taught and showed me

I am thankful for all my ancestors and the Wisdom they passed down through the generations.

And most of all I am thankful that I have enough

Copyright ©2012 Cynthia Martz

 

For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

When Im 64: Its Not What I Thought | Next Avenue


When Im 64: Its Not What I Thought | Next Avenue.

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I was 19 and living at home when Sgt. Pepper came out. I first saw it in the LP record rack at Long’s Drug Store in San Pablo, Calif. Its cover art — the Fab Four dressed in Day-Glo military uniforms, surrounded by a collage of famous people in cardboard cutouts — stopped me in my tracks.

At the end of the day it’s my friends who get me by. If not in person, they’re there for me on speed-dial and email. Some I’ve known since the summer of 1967. At 64, some things haven’t changed.

Just Another Birthday


I still have 4 loads of laundry probably 5 by Wednesday when I realized that is the slowest day at the laundry and that is when my new laundry day will be.

I had a scare the other day. I remember washing mama’s quilt and putting it in the dryer. I had to be at the laundry first thing at 8 am the next day to be sure of getting it back.

They closed it at 5 PM and I had a few things including the quilt left in the dryer.

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Mama 17

Because I have had my good under clothes and good sheets and towels stolen I have to keep an eagle eye out and check several times.

They are not open on the weekends now since that is when the thieves hit, the office is closed and they would come in with found cards and use the facility.

Anyways, after 4 hours of laundry the other day I came in and laid down. I have been so tired since the time change this year and seem to want to sleep more. When I refuse my body that wish I seem to be more forgetful.

I was laying there and thought about the quilt. I went and checked the laundry cart with wheels that I had parked in the living room. It was not there.

The dried clothes from the previous days wash were there, including the blanket Victoria made me last year. It was one regular Pissy Pants China load and the big washer load of just mama’s quilt. I used two dryers.

I came in here and with a sinking heart checked the closet and there it was !

Seems China likes Mama’s quilt so much. Every time I put it on the bed all freshly washed she decides it’s her favorite PEE spot.

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I do not remember carrying the quilt back here and putting it in the closet. I would have had to have carried it solitary; and think it so odd that memory is lost.

All the rest of the clothes that I had just finished were also there.

It’s like my body was so tired I completely phased out walking back here with a HUGE quilt in my arms ???

Seriously, I am still not used to this latest time change. It has effected me very differently this year.

Tomorrow, I will be 64.

I made cyngetti last night. Rhea bought garlic and Texas Toast and we added garlic to the toast. I found the spaghetti sauce I made from scratch to be a tad runny and not thick like I had wished.

Smelling of permeated garlic we were off to see the last installment of “Breaking Dawn”

It was the best yet; as it should be~ because after all it is the Last.

I have noticed since I finally got into “The Walking Dead” and American Horror Story (Asylum) my dreams have totally taken on a new and disturbing turn.

I even watched Bob’s Zombies Eat Lead vid again last night.

My bro solo in the mountains, oh wait Zombies

Scott and his Mother will cook Thanksgiving together. He is making a Ham and since his recipe sounds so Paradise Ham familiar like mine, I said “Good Deal”

I will just make the 2 Sweet Potato pies and Rhea is making her specialty Green Bean Casserole. She uses Cr of Chicken, and Cr of Mushroom soup together. It tastes really good, different from most person’s recipe for it 🙂

Key West Paradise Ham

A precooked Spiral ham is awesome on the grill

Before baking ham, place pineapple slices on ham with toothpicks and place cherries in center of pineapple.

Do not buy Glaze in a jar…make your own sweetness Smile

In a medium microwave safe bowl combine brown sugar and reserved pineapple juice. Mix together and microwave for about 5 minutes, until mixture is thick. Pour some of this glaze over the ham about every 15 minutes in the last hour of baking, until all is used.

After heating in the oven then you can place it on the grill and continue basting for a great flavor explosion.

Roast some brown sugar and buttered squash in place of sweet potatoes for a change-up.

Sweet Potato Pie

2    large red sweet potatoes
1    cup light brown sugar, packed
1    cup evaporated milk
3    large eggs
1    teaspoon vanilla
1    teaspoon cinnamon
1/4    teaspoon ground mace
1/4    teaspoon salt
1    egg white, beaten
1    jiffy pie crust or already made frozen pie crust or make your own.But 1 for a one crust pie
1.  Cook potatoes till tender.
2.  may microwave them if you wish,but must let cool and then mash till smooth consistency.
3.  MEASURE OUT 1 1/2 CUPS OF MASHED POTATO.
4.  place potatoes in large bowl,and mix in brown sugar, (MAY USE FOOD PROCESSOR OR ELECTRIC MIXER).
5.  add evaporated milk,3 eggs,vanilla,cinnamon,mace,and salt.
6.  brush your pie crust with the beaten egg white.
7.  Put filling into crust.
8.  bake in preheated oven at 400 degrees,for about 45 minutes,or till puffed around edges,and set in middle.

What kind of Tator are you ?

Rhea’s Green Bean Casserole

1 can  Campbell’s Cream of Mushroom Soup

1 can  Campbell’s Condensed Crème of Chicken Soup

1/2 –1 cup milk

1 teaspoon soy sauce

Dash ground black pepper

4 cups cooked cut green beans(Freshly snapped and par cooked are better)

1 1/3 cups French’s® French Fried Onions

How to Make It

  • 1 Stir the soup, milk, soy sauce, black pepper, beans and 2/3 cuponions in a 1 1/2-quart casserole.
  • 2 Bake at 350°F. for 25 minutes or until the bean mixture is hot and bubbling.  Stir the bean mixture.  Sprinkle with the remaining onions.
  • 3 Bake for 5 minutes or until the onions are golden brown.

My cats Beethoven CD messed up so I need to burn another one.

It relaxes my gurls 🙂

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Minnie Nodding off

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China undercover

A Symphony of Angels


I am overwhelmed. I  have been getting together Aeoliah’s music for a music CD I am creating for gifting. My friend in Canada that was my online friend for over 10 years, we were like sisters and she sent me Angel Love and Angel Love 2 on tape cassette for when my Purrby cat died in November 2003.

My friend passed in 2008 on Halloween Eve.

Two of my closest hearts.

The music brought a peacefulness too me.

I just now found the song Purrby really liked. He would purr so loudly when I played this particular song. He loved birds and was fascinated sitting and watching from his window. He would sit at the bottom of my bird cages and never bother them. The cockatiels walked on his back.

I wanted to share with you…Angels Of Grace

Manufactured Melancholy


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Persons may think I am bored, not boring mind you…I am far from it.
I have my amazing thoughts, memories and creativeness whirling in my brain

I have had the fever and furious lovemaking, the lies, the betrayal, complicated maze

Nights of undeniable bliss

I have witnessed many a azure sky with winking stars and mysterious neighboring mists

In too many cities wandering and erratic in-between the twilight shadows

My journals speak of days and nights
sometimes blended as one
Kaleidoscopic pictures of the Maze in fragmentary facts

Raised on religious rhetoric
Isolated and Detached
Waiting for a END that never came
Disillusioned youth, fractured family

I have no interest in babbling gossip
He said, she said, they said, who cares
But seriously speaking, what is the use of it?

Ex friends that remind me of sandpaper
with there critical judgment, vigorous invective

They rub the wrong way
No time for the maddening monotony

© Cynthia Martz

by Cynthia Martz
9/30/2011