Spent time weeding last week … tiring but stamina improvement welcome.
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My walk in tub installation was done by yesterday afternoon but I decided to wait for my first bath until my bedroom is back to normal, probably tomorrow.
Report and pictures (but not of me in the tub) next week.
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The first transfer of porch plants will soon be done. The first will be the tomatoes … the two Black Krim and one which a local farmer called “White” and which I was assured was actually a slicing yellow. I decided to take a chance and wait and see. I have a source for heirloom tomato seeds so I’ll plant some of them from seeds next year.
I really want to find a tasty yellow like my Daddy used to grow. I never knew its name or even if it had one. I’ll let you know next year how it goes.
I think I may have already told you this. If so, accept my apology. Od so, chalk it up to the chaos of last week while my tub was being installed.
Next will be a planter designed for climbing beans and peas.
Mark will be doing the assembly of the planters for me.
Pictures will follow.
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I admit I watched the initial public hearings of the Congressional Investigation of January 6th via TV. I determined, that for me, it would be best if I tried to ask myself if I would be able to answer the question asked by attorneys in re whether or not I felt I could listen honoring the requirement to not discuss the “trial” with anyone until the trial was “completed” and to base my decision on “Law” and “Truth” as foremost deciders.
I decided to do my best to listen and watch as if I were chosen as one of the jurors or alternates. In the past, I have been on juries in both Los Angeles and Siskiyou counties. I have lost count, but there were three which I remember.
None of them required a unanimous vote, only a plurality. Had there been the requirement for a consensus, I would have been in the dissenting group all three times.
In two, my final vote was not guilty.
In one the plaintiff was a “hippy” type who owned an extensive collection of original vinyl recordings from early R&B and FOLK artists which were in the garage of the house being rented by the young man who brought the suit. The defense claimed they were completely destroyed in an unexplained fire. I believed the landlord had set the fire after removing the records and subsequently sold them, reaping a hefty profit.
In another, the defendant was a convicted minor offender being housed in a rural, semi open work facility where inmates are hired out to work on fire crews and other government projects such as road clean up, who met a friend just outside the facility gate after curfew to be given some cigarettes. The DA’s attorney supported the defendant’s claim that only cigarettes were found in the defendant’s possession as he was stopped on his way back to his quarters. But there were three parents on the jury who said ANY and ALL people convicted of any kind of crime needed to be under lock and key.
When I spoke with the Asst. DA after the trial about the case she said she felt the defendant, being represented by a Public Defender, was only doing what was common practice and was being used as an example and she regretted that under the “Law” he had to be transferred back to lock-up.
The other one was a malpractice charge against a doctor with whom I worked. I was on that jury due to a fluke. I was the last prospective juror available without calling an entire new panel and was accepted by both attorneys without challenge, maybe because they knew the time limit for filing a suit had been exceeded and the case would be dismissed, (information to which the jury was not privy) but the process required jumping through the hoops.
That time I thought the doctor probably made a mistake resulting in damage to the patient and was actually guilty of malpractice. But because the trial never went to the jury and the doctor didn’t ask me any questions after the trial, he never knew how I was prepared to vote. He later thanked me for being on the jury and our professional interactions weren’t impaired.
I have to admit that after watching the first two tv presentations in re the coup attempt (and entering the “jury” situation with a bias), my bias was reinforced and I know how I would and will vote in the upcoming election.
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Weather had gotten pretty warm. Morning walkabouts began a half hour early and I opened windows for cross ventilation. I’ve been sleeping with no cover or only a sheet.
Then came sunday … cloud bursts began at about 0130and continued off and on until I was on my way to church when I ran into light showers.
Things improved for the planned picnic and I got back around the mountain and down for a nap to be greeted by another downburst a bit before 1430.
Temps have again have again turned chilly (just barely above freezing this morning at 0600) and I am back to sleeping under the light quilt.
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… and to close out this week’s effort …
Choose your leaders with wisdom and forethought.o be led by a coward is to be controlled by all that the coward fears.
To be led by a fool is to be led by the opportunists who control the fool.
To be led by a thief is to offer up your most precious treasures to be stolen.
To be led by a liar is to ask to be told lies.
To be led by a tyrant is to sell yourself and those you love into slavery.
— Octavia E. Butler
So,‘til next week …