5 5 20 Toosday
DEVASTATING NEWS follows. A collection of heartbreaking news, innuendo, rumor and tragedy some portion of which will bring every living soul on this planet with a modicum of compassion to tear up. That’s a SINGULAR ‘tear’.
SO BAD I am choking up and having a great deal of difficulty selecting the lead-off story.
From the Pineapple Plantation, it seems immunity to the dos equis virus has ended. OR perhaps it was the volunteer kale plant that germinated and grew to fruition in the same one (1) gallon pot of F1.
F1 FYI is the growing top from the pineapple that fruited and was harvested and ENJOYED last year.
HOW DID YOU MAKE THE DIAGNOSIS?
Well, one recent Sunday I was marveling at F1’s vigorous and vibrant growth. So pleased that I thought enough to cut the top and save (rescue) another fruit this one of the NEXT generation.
I was watering with the rinse water from a seed sprouting mixture and apparently one (1) kale seed slipped thru the mesh and took root. I actually harvested a few leaves for salads but PLEASE DO NOT TELL ANYONE THAT I ATE KALE. I mean por favor.
I digress.
One Sunday morning as I was happily engaged in watering the indoor jardin in the conservatory, I made note of discoloration of F1 foliage nearest the f***ing kale plant. Upon completing of the watering tasking, I immediately transplanted the k*** plant.
SO WHAT HAPPENED?
The transplanted k*** is still living however F1 color has not yet returned to pre-disease condition. So sad. I am hoping that would be a little more timely however the staff here is continuing to monitor the situation closely.
Also from the pineapple plantation, two (2) other larger plants are showing signs of stress and possible disease. Both have been isolated and are in quarantine for SAFETY and observation.
This MAY BE A rooting issue but the careful scientist should never say never and never rule anything out.
From the electronic mail bag, THEE worst news. News that the C-19 virus has claimed yet another victim.
The 50th class reunion at SC hs has been cancelled for this coming July. That’s right. (I had NO PLANS to go anyway …).
Driving across this infected country, risking exposure to hang out with old people still telling prom stories.
Just when you think things can’t possibly get any worse, take a very deep breath … AND THEY WILL.
If you allow it to happen.
OR you can practice what I prefer to do.
Let it roll off of your back like water from a duck.
When your number comes up and God calls you Home, you won’t have time to make the rounds for good-byes.
THIS JUST IN … AND JUST IN TIME … CANCEL ALL PLANS … PARTY ON …
Happy Cinco de Mayo !!!
How COULD I forget ???
E-bah, e-bah ...