Postaday asks if you had a Robot what would you have it do. I would have to say I would love one to weed my gardens.
Oh my knees are hurting bad and to have a shiny machine going up and down each row, gently pulling just the weeds and allowing all my pretty flowers to take center stage now that I would call a perfect garden helper!
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Postaday asks if you had a Robot what would you have it do. I would have to say I would love one to weed my gardens.
Yes pretty for those of you not having to SHOVELI IT! So pretty just to sit and chill looking at folks like me stuck in New England when their hearts are missing the south!
Remember this view?
This one too
Welcome to my world today! Just 24 hours later. The saying here goes “Don’t like the weather, wait a minute!”
Now once again a winter wonderland
Look what he got to move for it’s maiden voyage :)
Messing around while I had my feet up waiting to go out for round 3
The Apple Tree had all kinds of birds on it as the truck or snow thrower or me with my camera spooked them
I am not lying when I say I want YESTERDAY BACK!
Then again I want tomorrow to come too as our very handsome New England Patriots Quarterback will be in Denver to play against Manning. Sure hope they don’t stop to get high well any higher than the Mile High, at the stadium. GO PATS!!!!!
What do girls born and raised in New England do on a warm winter’s day? Well if they own a home and dream of spring days in mid January they go outside! It was in the forty’s yesterday and the sunshine felt good. I dressed warm enough for a little exercise never knowing how much I would actually do as I began.
Now if you are a follower of Living and Lovin you know I love my wild birds. Last year over 300 pounds of just the black oil sunflower seeds were devoured. That is enough for me to use them as dependents on my IRS Tax Form! We the winter is in full swing and they are once again depending on me to help them through. So on this gorgeous day it was time to clean up some of the mess they made as the snow was gone in most parts from where I hang their feeders and spread seed on the ground for all who do not fly up to the many feeders here. What a mess there was of empty shells. So here it was mid January and I had a rake one used for raking leaves in the fall and a snow shovel and a ice chopper. Yes we need many tools when you own a home in New England. I raked the piles up and then picked them up to shovel over the edge where the ducks and ground birds could pick out the corn and unopened shells.
This is one of the piles I was able to shovel and scatter below in the Lilacs and other small bushes.
Seasons here often get mixed up. As you can see by two of the tools I used a lot.
Then it was time to chop ice and do I mean CHOP I hurt so bad after three hours but you see it was going to go back to winter so I had to do all I could.
The yard is so flooded by the beavers downstream my yard ruined once again by the release of a lake in a river that no longer flows downstream. So I had ducks here, three pairs of Mallards.
Snow and sun and no cropping of this shot but you see what I mean. I came in and wrote the State of New Hampshire a note saying to clean the river out of my yard and added lots of pretty photos hope it works.
I grabbed a few wheat thins and a glass of water and some yummy humus for a snack then packed up the cameras and JT and went to the shore. I figured a nice ride after all the work I did and a walk with my best girl at the beach would make me feel better well I hurt real bad on way home but had a beautiful early evening there as her and I walked. I stopped going to Weight Watchers so it is important to stick with the plan and exercise to keep all I have lost OFF even if it KILLS ME :) She found a nasty looking tennis ball for me to throw and I thankfully placed her stick I had been kicking into my back pocket. She always finds treasures just like us. We are a perfect family.
How is that for a pretty way to end a backbreaking day. There are huge seals out on those rocks enjoying the day just like us.
It was nice but not that nice! :)
Now today it is snowing to beat the band as they say in these parts and no matter if I am ready to shovel or not I must. I will try to remember the beautiful night along the shore and when the storm is but a memory head right back over there.
Have a great Weekend
Sorry you were worried about me just silly Daily Prompts as I promised I would bore you all with more stories of my life. Now heads up this is all real and even made the front page of several papers, but again I am OK.
So let’s begin this story in 1997. If you remember I had the ex removed by law enforcement finally and started life again. I met a man ten years younger him 29 and me by then 39. I had the home but always worked. I have a neighbor here who moved in just before my divorce and she seemed friendly enough. I would care for her horse if she ran late Stormy loved my blonde hair oh and the Apple and Carrots I brought him. She in return would let my dogs 4 of them out half way through the day till I pulled in with my rig at the end of a long day.
I had Halloween parties, remind me to tell you about them someday, ADULT COSTUME PARTIES, and I always welcomed her to come nd she did. Well she had a neighborhood get together each spring and I attended hers. You know neighborly. Well at the party in 1997 things changed. She asked me to sign a petition to stop another neighbor from subdividing his 17 acres. I kind of thought it was a joke as he had spent two hours at this party before having to take his son to practice. She was single and so was he but no love interest either.
On that day I told her she needed to mind her own business when it came to a man wanting to sell some land to build a beautiful home for himself and son. He at the time lived in a single wide mobile home beside her. Well I guess the line was drawn in the sand for her. I was either with her or against her only I never knew remember I thought it was a silly joke we live in New Hampshire “Live Free of Die” our state motto.
She and the neighbors no longer waved to me and I was the one here long before they were. I hired someone to let the dogs out and back in and went to work to pay for the truck on my own. Hatred built up in the neighborhood as my friend and neighbor got the towns permission to sub-divide and build. It was crazy around here and I was thankful I was gone from 4 AM till 5 PM on most days I missed my dogs but they were well cared for till I got back home.
So on a day back in in 1998 we had parked the rig and gotten in our car to run to the store to food shop and I wanted to stop and leave a note on my friends trailer to invite him over for supper. I got out of the car and walked up to his back door to leave a note on it for him when my boyfriend says “Moe’s barn just blew up!” I thought he was joking I was standing with my back to him and never heard a thing surly I would hear an explosion. I turned and saw nothing but then he pointed to the fire all over the ground. I still didn’t see why till we saw our neighbor Moe full engulfed in flames with a horrible noise coming from him. He was melting I mean it was horrible we left the car on the side of the road and went running over to help. Dave took off his Tee Shirt to try and extinguish the flames and get him to the ground I ran to the house to find his wife. She was standing on the porch in shock and not running to the phone for 911 so I pushed past her, angry that she wasn’t. I screamed for her to get buckets or pans or milk jugs full of water and get them out to Dave. We had to cool his skin, hydrate him I do not know how or why I said that but she snapped out of shock and began to get the water out while I had to stay on the phone with 911 all the while we were 3 feet from a fully engulfed huge barn on fire. Dave said metal from cans exploding in the barn were ripping by him on the ground so he dragged Moe closer to the house. Now mind you 911 would not let me hang up till help arrived. I wanted to do more but I was told to stay on the phone. Should this ever happen again I will lay the phone down and help, I hate feeling helpless.
Finally two young police officers arrive and Dave and I can finally look up and around. The barn was raging, the news copter was hovering above I swear the turbulence made it even worse. Finally the Fire trucks arrive I am talking maybe 20 minuets or longer from when I made the call. The station is 3 miles away. We were all alone with this poor man who had had a horrible accident in his barn and now may die because it was just Dave and I there to help him. I was feeling so sick watching him writing in pain. All the friends of his standing and watching him burn you see when the line was drawn by me telling her to mind her business they had all banded together to get my rig thrown out of my yard. Me with 3 acres at a dead-end, all because she got mad at me.
I would like to say had I know I would have done the exact thing. It was what you are supposed to do for someone in need.
Now you can imagine a little town, small streets huge equipment everywhere fire not being knocked down they just let it burn and burn see it was not an accident. This man had poured gasoline all around the barn many gallons worth and had a rope already hanging from a beam. He had climbed a ladder and slipped his head into it preparing to die that day. He I found out had been saying he would for a long time, they just stopped listening to him. Sad really mx another drink and fall further into depression.
So Dave is with Moe who is in horrible pain and his clothes were stuck to him day wanted the cops to hurry the EMT’s along, you see Dave lost a little sister in a house fire when he was six. He wanted Moe to live. We both did. The cop sits upon his chest we still don’t know why you would do this to a man so burnt but it was when Dave saw them cut the rope that was buried in his neck from the fall and the fact it was a nylon rope didn’t help. Dave almost got sick. He ran to me to tell me it wasn’t an accident and then told me what had happened. I felt so much emotion angry we had gone into harms way for a man who had so carefully laid out his death, to running and screaming the best he could that he wanted help. By now it had been an hour and we were not feeling well. It was probably from all of the adrenalin that kicks in to get you through something horrible all I know is we just wanted to go home.
The wife was so thankful to us for being the ones who came to his aid while the others just stood watching. She called us angels. I worried about her. The police put Dave and I in different police cars with pads of paper to write down what we saw, heard and did guess they were worried we would talk and discuss and they wanted each of us to tell what we saw and heard for the record. You see a suicide attempt should you fail can land you in jail. Dave joked from the car in front for us to take the cars out for a race. I could finally relax I actually smiled and then told him to hurry up and write.
I got out of the police car first and one of the local reporters from TV holds a Mike up to me for the story, what story the one where a man was so very sad he no longer wanted to live. I told her NO COMMENT and walked up to the wife and hugged her and told her I was beat and had to go home and then told the police and Dave and I went right back to the house no shopping in no state to eat anyway.
We helped her for almost a year till he came home. He had so many skin graph surgeries but was alive and so thankful to be. He was getting help he so badly had been crying for. They still love us and think fondly of the two they had set about to get my rig out of my place. Funny how stories end from the time the debris was picked up till they moved I parked my truck in their yard across from my neighbor that started a war.
It was months before Dave and I slept without waking in sweats and seeing him running across the yard.
It was just two or three weeks after the attempted suicide that the wife begged us to talk to a reporter she wanted the world as well as neighbors to know that we were good people. I gave in opened the front door to Susan who would do the interview. She thanks us and I never thought about it till someone handed me the paper. We knew the story by heart, we lived it but it was the Editorial they wanted us to see.
Here is what her Editor after reading her write-up on us and interviewing the wife wrote about us.
An unselfish act.
Epping should be grateful to have people like Eunice and Dave, who risked their own safety Wednesday night to save the life of their neighbor Moe and his barn went up into flames.
Eunice and Dave were backing out of another neighbor’s yard, preparing to take a spin into town when they saw the barn on fire and Mo running from the barn with his clothes were in flames.
The ran to the mans aid, David taking off his shirt and used it to put out the flames on Moe’s burning body. Moe was screaming in pain through the whole ordeal.
This neighborhood has had its share of upheaval and controversy in recent months. Just a year ago, the neighborhood was up in arms over a gravel pit operation and demanded the town to shut it down. Squabbling over one issue or another has continued.
Other neighbors managed to put Eunice a truck driver, out of business by complaining about her truck being parked at her home. Theirs Eunice and David’s- was an unselfish act by people who might have had a reason to turn away, but didn’t.
The couple’s actions that night, not only saved a neighbor’s life but could go a long way toward fostering a true sense of community in their neighborhood. Anything is possible when people care as much as Eunice and Dave clearly do.
Now you know who I am though I think some of you figured it out. I love life and all it holds it is precious. I lost a cousin when I was 4 and he was 5 he was scaled at a family farm. My Dad was a Shriner he took us to the Shriner Hospital to teach us what matches could do. I hate fire so when I saw the Daily Prompt I somehow just had fun with it though they were very truthful answers. Nothing matters to me but life and love things are just simply THINGS.
Sorry for the heavy post but talk of fire brought it all back tonight.
Stay safe out there.
It was a shock to read the story she wrote never mind what her boss took upon himself to write about us. We were finally given commendations from our local police chief as well.
I huff and puff all the way to the top
I stay as focused as my pup
When we reach the top I let her play as we catch our breath
It does feel good to push through the pain
Down 65 total so far
Boy what a mess I had gotten myself into
There is still ups and downs with pain
I have the diet down pat
If you can’t do anything it takes longer to see results
So I will push when I can rest when I can’t
It took 10 years to put it on
So if it is all gone in 3
I will be so pleased
Keep on keeping on what ever battle you face down the road
I know the wreck started this
I was not to blame but in the end I only