Things that make me happy

Fresh flowers sitting around the house

A sweet puppy

And

A book written by one of my heroes, 

Heather Cox Richardson

 

Life is Good

❤

 “I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not, how shall I correct it?

Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better?

Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows can do it and I am, well, hopeless.

Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it, am I going to get rheumatism, lockjaw, dementia?

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.

And gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.”

~Mary Oliver, “I Worried,” 2010

Backing up . . .

 

Getting there

 Shoes and boots are in their new see-through boxes.

Further plans for this space are still in the thinking stage.

One step at a time.

As much as I love this little house, I still hate the lack of closet space.  Grrr.

Facts

 

Heigh, ho

Heigh Ho, Heigh Ho, It's off to work I go . . .

A few months ago Donald Barley, the dearest husband on God's green earth, worked hard on converting a cubby hole from wasted space into one of efficient use of space.

Except we're still not happy with it.

So.

We've pulled everything out, and we're starting over.

Unfortunately, this project is taking place the same time as another project.

We have removed everything from our booth at the antique mall.

All that stuff, along with everything that was in the little cubby closet, is now in our sunroom.

Again.

Poor sunroom.  It never gets to live a peaceful non-cluttered life for long.

Shoes and boots are moving into clear plastic see-through stackable boxes.  The boxes have a door on the end making it easy to remove the shoes I want to wear.  😊 It's little things like that that make me happy.

The things we've brought home from Antiques on Howard are being sorted through.

I have one box marked FREE STUFF that will be going to the container site.  

Lots more to go, lots to decide -

One step at a time . . . 

Paris Bouquinistes

 

From Shelf Awareness.  Boo!!!!!

"The bouquinistes, the legendary booksellers along the River Seine, "say the Olympics threaten to erase a symbol of Paris, after they were told by local authorities that they will have to remove their stalls for the Summer Games opening ceremony in 2024 for security reasons," Reuters reported. City authorities claim that about 570 stalls, or nearly 60% of the total along the river, need to be dismantled and moved for the opening ceremony next year on July 26.

"People come to see us like they come to see the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame, (but) they want to hide us during a ceremony that is supposed to represent Paris," said Jerome Callais, the president of the Paris booksellers association.

Paris authorities said they met with the booksellers recently and offered to pay for the costs of removing the stalls as well as any repair work in the event of damage. Reuters noted that it "was not clear whether the booksellers had been told they must move for the duration of the Games or only for the opening ceremony." --Robert Gray

More from The New York Times

"Paris Bookstalls Are Told to Relocate During Next Year’s Olympics

The “bouquinistes” along the River Seine have objected after being told that most of them will have to move temporarily for security reasons.

Booksellers along the Seine in Paris have been told they will have to relocate during next summer’s Olympic Games.Credit...Chris Carmichael for The New York Times

By Juliette Guéron-Gabrielle and Jenny Gross

Juliette Guéron-Gabrielle reported from Paris, and Jenny Gross from London

Aug. 2, 2023, 8:21 a.m. ET

The open-air bookstalls that line the River Seine are as symbolic of Paris as the Louvre or the Arc de Triomphe.

But most of the boxy, dark green stalls must be dismantled and temporarily removed before the 2024 Summer Olympics for what officials say are security reasons. The booksellers, known as “les bouquinistes,” have said they will not budge, calling the order issued by the Paris police chief last week an affront to the French capital’s history and soul.

“Paris without the bouquinistes is like Venice without the gondolas,” said Jean-Pierre Mathias, 76, who has had a stall along the Seine for about four decades. Mr. Mathias, a former philosophy teacher who sells works including an essay on Brigitte Bardot and a reprint of a 1781 book by a French barrister, said that he and other bouquinistes were signing petitions against the proposal. If that fails, he said, they will barricade themselves in front of their stalls to stop them from being dismantled.

Open every day from morning until dusk, the bouquinistes are both a fixture along the riverside and a symbol of Paris’s literary culture, attracting curious tourists and locals looking for rare books. The tradition dates to at least the 17th century, when peddlers sold secondhand books along the Pont Neuf from wooden carts and tables. By the 19th century, Napoleon authorized the bookstalls, popular with intellectuals and writers, and they became permanent.

Today, the roughly 230 open-air booksellers, stationed along the Seine for about two miles, make up the largest open-air book market in Europe. About 170 of the stalls will be required to close for at least two weeks during the Paris Games, according to a copy of a document that city officials showed bouquinistes at a meeting last month.

After the empty arenas of the Olympics in Tokyo, postponed to 2021 because of the coronavirus pandemic, and in Beijing in 2022, organizers in Paris are aiming to bring back grandeur to the Games, which begin July 26. Beach volleyball will be played at the base of the Eiffel Tower. Equestrian events will be held in the gardens of the Château de Versailles. The opening ceremony will take place not in a stadium, but along the Seine, with thousands of Olympic athletes riding on a flotilla of 160 boats before hundreds of thousands of spectators on the river’s banks.

The ceremony’s unusual format poses logistical and security headaches, for both the International Olympic Committee and the Paris police, who said they had concerns that bombs could be hidden in the stalls.

In Paris, with its perfectly preserved mid-19th-century facades, there is more concern about preserving traditions and elements of the city during the Olympic Games than in other cities. Tony Travers, a professor at the London School of Economics and an expert on local government and design, said he could not recall comparable instances of tension before the London 2012 Olympics, the last time a city in Europe hosted the Summer Games. That may have been because many Olympic events in London took place in a part of East London that had been full of abandoned warehouses, not in the heart of the city, he said.

In Paris, several booksellers, still recovering from lost income during the Yellow Vest protests and the pandemic, when tourism dropped, said that it would be devastating to lose several weeks of income during the peak summer tourist season. The city allows bouquinistes to sell rent-free, but some have had to resort to selling cheap souvenirs rather than books to earn a living.

The police in Paris have said that the bouquinistes can temporarily set up their stalls in the lively Bastille neighborhood. But chief among the booksellers’ concerns is that the stalls are old and delicate, and moving them could result in permanent damage.

Thierry Leneveu, a bouquiniste with a stall near the Louvre, said that he understood the need for security during the Olympics, but that asking booksellers to dismantle their stalls, with no compensation, went too far. “Our stalls are heavy and fragile,” he said, smoking a cigarette, as he sold posters of the Tour de France to an American couple. Getting repairs done after the Games would be impossible, because artisans will be on vacation, he and other booksellers said.

City officials have promised to repair about 40 of the most fragile stalls while they are disassembled during the Olympics.

The city’s mayor, Anne Hidalgo, initially reassured the booksellers of their importance to the city and suggested an alternative plan that would keep the stalls in place once the police verified they were not a security threat. But that plan was no longer under consideration because the police deemed it necessary to remove the stalls for safety, a spokeswoman for Ms. Hidalgo said on Tuesday.

Najib Nahas, 57, a bookseller with a stall near the Musée d’Orsay, said it was a shame that tourists in town for the Olympics would miss the sights of the bouquinistes. But he had no doubt that the bouquinistes would pick up business as usual after the Olympics.

“We’re part of what makes Paris picture perfect,” he said."

My personal feelings about all this come from two places.

1.  These bookstalls are an important part of Paris culture.  The city has been slyly coming up with quiet ways to get these stalls removed for a few years now.   Read a little about them here.  Their history is fascinating  - and important.

2.  We lived in Atlanta during the Olympics.  Donald was on the security team.  It was, in a word, horrible.  No city is ever aware of what the Olympics does to a city or the mess it leaves.  Corruption is rampant with money being a key component, imagine that.   I'm going to be very surprised if the bookstalls are ever returned.

  I'm afraid I'm a pessimist regarding the Olympics these days and all this just makes me sad.  I hope they prove me wrong.

Rabbit, Rabbit

 

"Saying “Rabbit, rabbit” before any other words on the first day of the month is a quirky little tradition that many people follow for good luck. But where did it come from and what does it mean?"

https://www.farmersalmanac.com/rabbit-rabbit-35150

A few rabbits I have stitched over the years hang on the walls in our home.

🐰  🐇  🐰

Happy Rabbit, Rabbit Day!

 

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous

 to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing in the

mouths of the lambs.

How rivers and stones are forever

in allegiance with gravity

while we ourselves dream of rising.

How two hands touch and the bonds will

never be broken.

How people come, from delight or the

scars of damage,

to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those

who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say

“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,

and bow their heads.

              ~Mary Oliver, Evidence

                      A Poetry Handbook

Muses from Meat Camp - Good, Bad, and Horrid

Life.

Ups and Downs.  Downs and Ups.

Some days we just float along taking things for granted, and happily so.

Some days come with surprises - some good, some not so great.

Today it is 75 degrees here at our little spot in the mountains, and yes - I do know how lucky we are.   I, stated simply, cannot abide the heat.  Besides the typical sweaty, uncomfortable fact of it with my clothes sticking to me, my hair soaking wet, I tend to get dizzy and nauseous.  Ugh.

As unpopular as cold, snowy weather is to some of my friends, it's what I prefer.

Yesterday we spent a day out and about.  The Highlander had to be taken in to the Toyota place to have an oil hose somethinorother replaced.  This the week after having 4 new tires put on.  As the trite old saying goes, "it's always something."

But.

There is usually some good stuff to help balance out the bad stuff.  I hope I continue being able to remember this till the day my toes turn up.

For instance,

On the way down our driveway, our daylillies are having a party.  They are glorious.

Our dahlias didn't come back this year (boo), the peonies were puny (boo),  but daisies we can count on, always (yay!).

While in town, we went by Antiques on Howard and finished removing everything from our booth.  It had stopped being fun, so time to end it.

The booth helped get rid of quite a lot, but not everything.  I already have a couple boxes marked "FREE STUFF" to put by the fence at the container site.  Somebody's gonna have fun going through these boxes, and may find a treasure or two.

We also, of course, went  by the Post Office.   Bad stuff - bills (boo).  Good stuff - new book (yay!).

https://www.forbes.com/sites/lauramanske/2023/05/30/french-kiss-the-hedonists-guide-to-enchanting-paris/?sh=6d9a04e97c33

And.

A flag to place in our yard to honor Kevin Reel whose life was snatched away by an asshole temporarily made to feel big and important by carrying a gun.

Sadly, I cannot think of one damn thing to offset this.  Not one.  

Because there's nothing.

Kathy Boone Reel, we love you.  And we will think of you and Philip and your family every single time we lift our eyes to see this flag.  And we will continue speaking out about our lack of common sense gun laws in this country.  Continue writing letters, making phone calls, signing petitions, and voting for change.  As will so many of your friends, and other like-minded, sane, people.  To honor Kevin.