Brodie here. A Golden Commentary and Contemplation 9

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Brodie the Golden RetrieverThe presumptive candidate…the tentative candidate…the speculative candidate…The superdelegates have spoken for the “D” party.  What happened to letting the votes from the people decide?  The Bern voters in California just might decide to stay home from their primary given the timing of this “super” situation. Oh my…What is happening?  Let’s be fair.

I’m thinking that these superdelegates have been given out of control super action figure powers.  They need to go. Consider a golden alternative for “super”….Each presidential candidate identifies with a certain coffee brand.  During each primary in each state…with the purchase of said coffee…a point is collected.  For folks that do not drink coffee, walk-ins will be taken for said coffee…with no purchase necessary to cast a point.  Drink often, point often. …Finally, on the floor of each respective political convention, the coffee brand that received the most points gets to serve up the “Super Java” to all of the delegates.  …the coffee of the people…coffee casting…serving up the joe… (definition of joe:  an ordinary man.)  Now that’s a super hot alternative to these super influential politicians…maybe I’ll go into the coffee business…

 

Brodie here. A Golden Political Commentary and Contemplation 8

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Brodie commnetaryMaking sense of the political rhetoric out there has spun me into complete confusion.  Continually admitting that I remain out of my golden mind with this stuff is not what I want. However, honesty has always been a mantra for me.  What is going on out there?  Please read on.

The California primary is coming up.  Seems a large amount of folks will cast the “against vote”.  The polls say, and there is a strong poll following out there…that 42% of votes cast for “the trick card” are an against vote for the “woman card.” And vice-versa,  so the “against vote” is stimulating the number of people who will turn out.  Confusing….

I’m a golden retriever, OK?.. I have good people in my life that I like and trust…I play with other dogs that I feel safe with, so play is usually pleasant and friendly.  These tip-top dogs are out there and I am so fortunate to know the good ones when I see them.  It’s good and it’s safe.

Seems that California could use some good dogs.

 

Lush green fields with a rambling stream.

An alternative lawn system?

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Lawns are green where I live in Virginia. Many folks work very hard at keeping their green spaces weed free. Countless well manicured neighborhoods pay herbicide companies to lay down fertilizers and weed killers.  Virginia lawn services busily mix-up and spread the “death cocktails” for the eradication of the clover and dandelions.

Please note the protective mesh that surrounds the dandelions in the lush gardens at Blarney Castle, Ireland.  No lawnmower is going to mow these beauties down and no polluting herbicides are taking them out of the natural environment.  Protected dandelions

Label them a weed.

Refer to them as a flower.

I go with flower.

 

 

 

 

My first princess goes queen

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My freckles and pigtails perfectly balanced my small frame.  My knees were sticking out from my thin little legs.  My skin was soft and creamy and my eyes were as blue as could be.  I needed a pretty princess in my wee life.

So, I loved Princess Elizabeth.  I played with Princess Elizabeth paper dolls.   We shared our birthday month of April.  We were both brunettes and I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world.  She married her prince the year I was born and immediately following my fifth birthday she became Queen Elizabeth II.

I watched her coronation on our funky boxy television.  The reception was horrendous but that did not stop her beauty from shining through as she approached Westminster Abbey in her gold “Cinderella like” coach.   The BBC broadcast was the first major event to rattle the radio’s place in society. The coronation of Queen Elizabeth II on June 2, 1953 is said to have been watched by more people on television than heard it on “the wireless”.  And I was there, right up in front of our TV.  My mother kept telling me to get my head out-of-the-way.  I was fixated on my lovely princess going queen on me.

Her crowning moment became part of my life story and on this June 3, very unconsciously, I was drawn to blog about my princess/queen.  Oh the rhythm of life.

Photo:  Google Images

 

 

Dingle field with no fancy camera

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Verdant Dingle Field

Red speck in the green

Lush field that grabs your spirit

Bit of Ireland

GoldenBrodie Haiku 6/3/16

Frilly Fronds and no fancy camera

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The Fern

Flowerless beauty

Since 300 million years

Shade and shadows green

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Musical tree with no fancy camera

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A tree grows in Blarney

Musical branches
Imagine fairies playing
Heartstrings and romping

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Irish stacked stones and moss with no fancy camera

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Stone Wall and Moss

Gathered ancient stones

Hardness holding the soft moss

Each stone becomes one

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Succulent with dew and no fancy camera

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A moist hen with dew

Fleshy hen that has no chicks

Patiently waiting

                      Golden Brodie’s Haiku 5/31/16

 

Reflections from Buttercups

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Black and white photo of a young girl wearing sunglasses and posing in a fold-up lawn chair.
A Hollywood moment wearing sunglasses in my parents backyard.

Being a kid in the spring was fun for me.  I’ve already shared with you about picking dandelion greens for a salad and sucking the nectar from the honeysuckle blossoms. Well, there was yet more to come from Mother Nature each spring.

The dandelions came first, then the honeysuckle and then the buttercups.  Ah, the buttercups.  We were so lucky.  War had not been waged on weeds in lawns at this point in my little life.  I was a post WWII baby and folks were busy getting their loves & lives back together, making babies, buying a house (thanks to the GI Bill), buying a new refrigerator and trying to silently put the scars of the war in a place that no one would know about.  So silly weeds were the last on the list of people’s worries.  This was a great time for buttercups and for kids who had to use their imagination and make fun.

We had to entertain ourselves.  Having just a few toys and living in a home that had inside tensions created the perfect formula for playing outside whenever possible.  The coming of the buttercups was yet another reason for us to enjoy being out there.

Buttercups grew freely in our yard, but we knew they would not be there for long because our Dad would soon be using his manual, sharp bladed, push-mower to level the grass and cut down our beloved yellow lovelies.  Our dolls got to come along. We’d pick the little flowers, leaving long stems and make bouquets of butter.  Butter? Simple fun…hold a buttercup under your chin…if you see a reflection of yellow on your skin, you like butter.  Seems we always saw a yellow reflection and never questioned the outcome.  I wonder if anyone today plays that simple butter pastime. Might be a challenge, as buttercups are not in the picture due to pesticides and fertilizers and lawn services.  I guess people just trust their taste buds.

Buttercups are a simple faucet of nature.  Considered a weed by many, they are a flower. They are poisonous to cattle and horses.  Humans as well cannot eat these little lovelies.   Interesting to me that we kids never considered eating them, even though they represented butter to us.

Visit: http://www.cam.ac.uk/research/news/why-buttercups-reflect-yellow-on-chins to find out the scientific reason there is a reflection.