Sharron be careful what you wish for. You would not have any time to write your delightful poetry and prose.
You would be knee-deep in dirt, pulling weeds. Along with fertilizing, and once the vegetables and fruit all come in canning and freezing and baking all summer long.
Gets harder every year, but I just can't stop. I love it so much. I don't even wear gloves between the dirt under my nails and grinding stained glass, a few times a week, my nails and fingers look like I've been to war.
Spoken as a true lover of the earth and its bounty. I have a million geraniums in pots. Bright beautiful blooms that remind me of front steps in Western Europe. No dirt under the nails, though.
Oh, I absolutely love the Earth. And I'm jealous. I would love to see the geraniums thankfully, that's one of the plants that the snails that are so prolific here along with the grasshoppers don't eat.
Say it, sister! This is so powerful! A message everyone needs to hear, and to hear it in your voice puts an exclamation on it. A call to all to 𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜! Non-violent resistance comes with protests. Use your voice. Now is 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 to shut up. Thanks for speaking up.
If it's any consolation, up here in MAGAland, the flags have disappeared except for a few die-hards. No one wants to talk politics. Everyone is exhausted by it all, so the fire at least doesn't get fed with daily banter, bluster, and ballyhoo. Our congressman, Mark Amidei doesn't want to do town hall meetings anymore because he's tired of people yelling at him. WOODUMS! As for my own personal protest, I had breakfast with the Hams and few weeks ago and got into a tangle with the MAGA master, retired NSA (not National Spiritual Assembly) Trumpkin who found out how pissed off I am about how my primary vote was nullified by the NV GOP leadership. He seemed rather upset by my rage. Again, WOODUMS! It felt awesome too. Been wanting to tell him off for years.
That was me! You’ve got those emotions down perfectly!
Time to stand up - again. You remember 1963-1970 as well as I do, kid.
yes yes yes!
Great… really topical and what we need to do. Maybe you should send it to the Sentinel as a letter to the editor…. It is impressive.
Thanks, Wade. I am so disheartened... It is really getting to me.
Sharron, every morning when I go on Substack, I'm so happy to see your name and that you have posted.
This was a very sassy one loved it. And listening to your voice feels like I'm sitting right there next to you.
Oh, thank you so much Kathleen. Wish we were neighbors!
Sharron be careful what you wish for. You would not have any time to write your delightful poetry and prose.
You would be knee-deep in dirt, pulling weeds. Along with fertilizing, and once the vegetables and fruit all come in canning and freezing and baking all summer long.
Gets harder every year, but I just can't stop. I love it so much. I don't even wear gloves between the dirt under my nails and grinding stained glass, a few times a week, my nails and fingers look like I've been to war.
Spoken as a true lover of the earth and its bounty. I have a million geraniums in pots. Bright beautiful blooms that remind me of front steps in Western Europe. No dirt under the nails, though.
Oh, I absolutely love the Earth. And I'm jealous. I would love to see the geraniums thankfully, that's one of the plants that the snails that are so prolific here along with the grasshoppers don't eat.
Say it, sister! This is so powerful! A message everyone needs to hear, and to hear it in your voice puts an exclamation on it. A call to all to 𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜! Non-violent resistance comes with protests. Use your voice. Now is 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 to shut up. Thanks for speaking up.
You are welcome. Progress can be slow, we all know that. But we have to jump in feet first!
I was 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 feet first! Ready to go!🏃🏻♀️➡️
I sort of guessed that about you. You are not a woman to hold back when something needs saying! Go, Sharon!
If it's any consolation, up here in MAGAland, the flags have disappeared except for a few die-hards. No one wants to talk politics. Everyone is exhausted by it all, so the fire at least doesn't get fed with daily banter, bluster, and ballyhoo. Our congressman, Mark Amidei doesn't want to do town hall meetings anymore because he's tired of people yelling at him. WOODUMS! As for my own personal protest, I had breakfast with the Hams and few weeks ago and got into a tangle with the MAGA master, retired NSA (not National Spiritual Assembly) Trumpkin who found out how pissed off I am about how my primary vote was nullified by the NV GOP leadership. He seemed rather upset by my rage. Again, WOODUMS! It felt awesome too. Been wanting to tell him off for years.
You go, girl!
Wish I could stand up again! I’ll have to pass this time around! Place to youth!
Well, we do what we can, Yael. As long as we can tap out a sentence of protest on our trusty laptops, we have a voice. Keep the faith.