Two Gifts

I can’t remember how long its been since I’ve written an un-prompted post. I’ve even missed some Saturday Stream of Consciousness. Part of the reason is that I started this blog as a way to talk to someone, air my feelings. Now I have 2 friends I write to, where I can really ‘talk’, so many mornings I’m writing to them.

Yesterday I did a Stream of Consciousness Saturday post and mentioned I have a couple of great gifts to make my life better. I didn’t post about them because it wasn’t following my stream of thought which was how sick I am of anger and outrage. (I really can’t take anymore.)

So today I will post about my gifts! The first gift came from the program Opening Doors, who I volunteer with and is funded by United Way. The program works with people who are socially isolated for various reasons and suffer from depression and anxiety. Needless to say this pandemic has taken us all back to square one, alone. Everyone is isolated and facing a long, lonely summer.

Like many people, I was trying to figure out how to grow more vegetables in my sandy soil in Rabbit City. I filled some buckets with soil and planted some greens. It literally looked like garbage and my soil is barren. I felt depressed and defeated.

Then I was told our program director got a grant from United Way to give Opening Doors members raised beds complete with soil, (Triple mix!) plants, seed, gloves etc. ! Incredible!

It took a long time to get here. It was ordered from Lowe’s and they were backordered for weeks. It was coming “any day now” for a month. First the raised bed kit came and I put it together.

In the meantime, my brother-in-law spotted my rotting, saggy deck and I ventured; “I can afford the materials but I’m afraid how much labour would cost to replace it.” So he and my nephew built me a new deck!

When that was finished, the soil finally came. 18 bags of triple mix! I had 3 bags left over after filling the bed so I put the tomato plants in buckets along side it to give me more room. I have 2 kale plants, 3 eggplants, 3 tomato, parsley and marigold plants and I sowed some beets.

The co-ordinator for United Way was waiting to come out for a photo and interview. I got him in the day I put in the soil so I could get that behind me. I’ve had so many people here; way more than usual! I found myself longing for lonliness again! Be careful what you wish for!

Here are some photos: the garden the photo day, the garden this morning; (just now and with many mosquitoes), and the new deck!

Oh Yes! I am very grateful for these gifts!

SoCS: nail

Another Friday has arrived and with it, another Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. So, how are you? Are you doing okay? Hanging in there? I hope so.

Here’s your SoCS prompt for this week:Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “nail.” Use it as a noun or a verb.

“If you are a hammer, everything you look at is a nail.”

I have reached the saturation point of outrage: I can’t take anymore. I’m so sick of anger and racism and . . . outrage.

The killing of George Floyd has sparked outrage here in Canada when some idiots had the audacity to say there is no systemic racism in Canada. I live in a First Nation area and have many First Nations Facebook friends. They are outraged and understandably so.

But I’ve been hammered into the ground. I can’t go any further down. I can’t read anymore articles or listen to anyone’s anger.

It was my ex who finally landed the last blow to my sanity. He has been totally isolated all this time and is so deeply into his own world there is no communication. I didn’t have the mental strength to listen to how bad everything is.

I yelled, “STOP!” I had to shut him down. Everything is bad and wrong and “they” are doing something to “us” . . . . Aarrgghhh! I can’t take anymore!

I feel like a nail that has been pounded in as far as it can go.

But don’t worry about me! For now I am surrounded with peace. I’ve had some great gifts that is making my life here even better. I just have to keep out the hammers!