TicTac’s Neighborhood

How are you celebrating the 4th of July?

I washed a very large dog and a load of laundry, cooked five meals (so far) and have to go pick up a prescription.

Livin' the rock star life, I am!

Gerberoy est un village classé magnifique. Mais depuis ce promontoire la vue sur la campagne avoisinante est également superbe. Ainsi ce grand champs de blé à flanc de colline sculpté par le passage d'un tracteur qui a laissé une trace de son passage pour longtemps indélébile.

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Il abrite une bombarde de la guerre de 100 ans.

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Un cent vingt degrés pour vous faire admirer cette magnifique structure

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How are you celebrating the 4th of July?

We are going to the future mother in laws house and cooking out. I am bringing my *famous* Chicken Bow Tie pasta. We are closing festivities by going down to the lake and watching the town shoot off fireworks, as we dodge the mosquitos ;)

A little bird has made a nest in the wreath by my front door.  This happened a couple of years ago as well, but one of the neighborhood cats knocked it down before the eggs hatched.  This time I got some animal repellent spray and sprayed around my front porch to make it as unappealing to the cats as possible.

I tried to get a photo with the mommy in the nest, but she is too skittish.  I can't get close enough.  Too bad, she is so sweet.  I go down and look at her through the window every morning.  She cranes her little neck out and looks back at me.  I think she is starting to get the idea that I am not a threat - at least not at a distance.  She no longer flys away when I start up the washing machine or the dryer.  Hopefully, I will be able to snap a few after the babies are hatched.

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Above: Fireworks over Jodrell Bank, England, on the 2008 summer solstice. Photo credit: Andrew Greenwood.

                                       Rose Is a Rose Is a Rose                (Gertrude Stein)

                                                     "Out of kindness comes redness・・・"

庭の贈り物 薔薇　gift from my garden

The English article follows Japanese.

 赤い薔薇が咲くと、ガートルード・スタインが私の庭に舞い戻ってくる。

この詩に赤い薔薇を添えてもらったことも・・・ある・・・かもしれない・・・

薔薇はいつも一人ともう一人の間に介在し、深い想いを代弁する役割を負っている。

When red roses are in bloom, Gertrude Stein flies back to my garden.

There was once a bunch of red roses together with this poem delivered to me.

Roses are always lying between one person and the other

to play a role of spokesman of the deep feeling and love.

♪The Rose♫    どの薔薇が一番お好きでしょうか　Which rose will be the most favorite of yours?

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I watched a documentary once about lions. And it showed a scene where a lioness was protecting her three cubs from a pack of hyenas. Unsuccessfully I must say - I've been traumatised ever since. (Of course not so much as I was after watching the whole Joey scene in Faces in The Mob).

But I often think of that lioness because I often feel like her. The urge to protect my children is sometimes overwhelming. And often over trivial matters. Of course the older they get the harder it is to protect them. They are out in the world. Out of your control. In fact at the moment I find myself having very fond feelings towards a large pacific island gentleman who is a bouncer at the pub that Kimba goes to and has become a friend of hers. I sleep easier knowing he's looking out for her and will smash to pieces anyone that bothers her. Its good to know.

And then theres Lizzie. A couple of days ago she had a stye form on her eye. It was red and sore so I told her to come home if it got too bad. So she went to the sick bay at lunch time and told the woman in charge. This woman told her it wasn't bad enough to go home and no she couldn't have any panadol either. And that she should just pin her hair back because thats like a major germ spreader and what do you expect and to go back to class. Well, when Lizzie told me this, I felt like going up to the school and finding this woman and smashing her head against a brick wall. I really get this internal rage that someone will decide this for my child who is not a whiner or complainer or trouble maker and its just a couple of bloody panadol.

Sigh - and Lloyd. Off to jaunt around europe and america next week. He's gone out in town tonight and I won't sleep until I know he's home safely in bed. Yet I find him researching web sites such as sleepinginginairports.com. He asked me today will I miss him but I told him that basically I'll just be blocking him out for a few months and pretending he doesn't exist so I don't have to worry about him. I remember once when Lloyd was about five he told me a boy was bullying him at school and one afternoon I got him to point this kid out and I stormed up to him and told him what a nasty little loser he was and basically threatened him.

So anyone - tell me about New Orleans airport at midnight? If you have to - lie to me.