via Five things to know about #HarperLee.
Harper Lee died Thursday February 18, 2016. Sad news. Here’s a post from Smithsonian with a few interesting facts about the author. I can never forget “To Kill a Mockingbird.”
via Five things to know about #HarperLee.
Harper Lee died Thursday February 18, 2016. Sad news. Here’s a post from Smithsonian with a few interesting facts about the author. I can never forget “To Kill a Mockingbird.”
The first house I can remember was up in Clear Lake. I don’t remember very much just a few snippets of my life then. I do remember the tire swing that was tied to tall tree at the front of the house by long ropes. It wasn’t just an old hard rubber circle but the rubber had been cut from a large balloon tire. The swing was more like a bucket style. I have a memory of my older brother pushing me in that swing higher and higher and up over the roof of the house. My parents were upset to see through the back picture window my feet popping out over the roof.
I get tired of all the hyperbole and contention when we have a presidential election year in this country. The debates, debates and more debates. I know it is important for our democracy to have an exchange of ideas but my make up is such that I do not like arguments and confrontation. It’s not that I can’t get on my own soapbox but these debates are uncomfortable to watch with all the gotcha stuff from the candidates and the press. I am not convinced debates helps us really know what the candidates are about. They just show us who can score more points in a debate by embarrassing his/her opponent.
During the Dust Bowl days and the great migration of the people from the dust bowl states to California there were many people from Oklahoma coming to our state of California. They were called Okies by many people here. The Grapes of Wrath describes what it was like for people then. I have an early memory of these country people living up the road from us in Clear Lake. I went up to their house with my mother and all these men were sitting on the front porch, dressed in black suits with somber looks. Holding shotguns with blood hounds laying at their feet. I remember feeling a bit frightened of them as we stepped up on the porch to visit the woman of the house. I don’t know why we went there that day. Maybe to say hello or bring her something. Sometimes the woman would visit my mother. My mother said the woman would say she had to get home to make dinner. My mother said she knew she was just going home to make potatoes.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Our word for today is “tire.” Featured Image is “End of the Road” by Don Graham on Flickr. I want to include his caption here:
“One of the remaining stretches of Old Route 66 runs from Kingman, AZ to Wiliams, AZ. About midway between is the almost gone town of Hackberry. Just outside of town, a man in restoring what used to be a popular stop along the route. There is a gas station and general store. Nearby lies a broken down ruin of an old travel court. Often, when the Okies were following the Mother Road to their promised land in California, their old car would break down. Not having the money to fix it, they would park it and trade the gas station owner for a few nights in a cabin. That is what this scene reminds me of.” (Don Graham)
I want to participate in Love Is In Da Blog Stream of Consciousness as well and contribute my post to Bee Halton’s site Just Fooling Around With Bee. I want you all to know that I do LOVE stream of consciousness writing. I find it does free up my creativity and I can take it where it wants to go. And you never know where you will end up. I am often pleasantly surprised and I hope you are too.


The unique patterns that the birds form as they flock together is called a murmuration. Isn’t that a wonderful sounding word? I was inspired to write this post after seeing a photo story in the LA Times. I had never heard of a murmuration. Is it because it is like a soft whisper that can be lost in all the daily noise?
Sharing this with all my readers and Love Is In Da Blog hosted by Just Fooling Around with Bee

“By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.”
The Santa Anna winds are blowing and are forecast for next week in the LA area. We are also having high temperatures into the 80s by Monday. We don’t believe in Winter in LA. I do not like the Santa Annas. They are dry, hot winds that make me edgy and itchy. They can promote wild fires.
Is a thumb a finger? A thumb is one of our five digits but we call it a thumb and not a finger. It is good we have thumbs because they enable us to do many things but if we had all thumbs we would be clumsy. Thus the expression “I’m all thumbs! ”
Fingers and thumbs are called digits. I wish I could perform some prestidigitation and make the Santa Annas disappear. ALAKAZAM!
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Image by Pixabay.com

Anacapa Island is part of the Channel Island chain off the coast of Southern California. On a fairly clear day you can see the Channel Islands from the coast. They are not far yet are a world away from the mainland in their environment. I have heard their names, Anacapa, Santa Barbara, Santa Cruz, San Miguel, and Santa Rosa , but have never visited them. Anacapa’s name comes from a Chumash Native American Indian name for the island, Anypakh. The Chumash lived on these islands in olden times. Reading a bit about these islands from the National Park Service website, I would like to see about planning a trip there one day. There are animals and plants located on these islands that can’t be found anywhere else. Anacapa is home for seabirds, like the California Brown Pelican and Western Gull, sea lions and harbor seals. There is interesting history to be learned about the human inhabitants as well. Like Frenchy LeDreau who lived on Anacapa from the 1920s to the mid 1950s alone in a cabin with his cats. He lived off fishing and sold lobsters to get supplies and liquor. Frenchy’s Cove is named after him. The lighthouse on this island was a welcome beacon for ships navigating the Santa Barbara Channel. Reading about Anacapa makes me think about what a wonderful gift our National Parks are to all of us.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Images in slideshow provided by NPS website and/or Wikimedia.

This is Stream of Consciousness Saturday (try typing that real fast) and today our prompt is/are the words “odd and/or even”. Don’t ask me why but this made me think of the fact that if you add two odd numbers together you get an even number for the answer, always. Then I remembered an exercise we did in the Teaching program I was in back in 2009 or so. It was the Math Class for teachers on ways to teach math concepts to Elementary and Middle School students. I am sure many people are aware that there are all these new ways of teaching Math that are different from the ways we learned. One thing that was fascinating to me was this little exercise we did on patterns. When I told my instructor about how fascinating it was to me, she told me that some Mathematicians spend their time just studying patterns. It is kind of like this mysterious, mystical, metaphysical thing. Like “Suitcase” would say in the Jessie Stone series, “The information is out there.”
Part of the exercise from the Math book was start with the number 3 then jump by 5s and write down the numbers until about 130. I did it this morning until 133. Then it says notice as many patterns as you can. I noticed that 3 and 8 keep alternating as the last digit. Now if you add the double and triple digits of the numbers and write your answer over the number you will notice another pattern, (start with 3 again)….3, 8, 4, 9, 5, 10, 6, 11, 7, 12, 8, 13, 9, 14, 10, 15…and so on. Every other number increases by one. AAAAhhh! Just kidding, I think. I did another one starting at 1 and jumping by 3s. I noted that the pattern of second digit repeating does not begin until you reach 31. I could probably experiment with these patterns all day.
Maybe I will just count by 2s and say we are even. 🙂
While looking for a number chart I found Ulam’s Spiral. If you read about Ulam’s Spiral it is kind of spooky. Maybe he was abducted by aliens. He doodled this and found out the prime numbers fall on diagonals. Then some mathematicians came up with a formula for it.
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What Is This Thing Called Love? by Cole Porter
I was a humdrum person
Leading a life apart
When love flew in through my window wide
And quickened my hum-drum heart
Love flew in through my window
I was so happy then
But after love had stayed a little while
Love flew out againWhat is this thing called love?
This funny thing called love?
Just who can solve its mystery?
Why should it make a fool of me?
I saw you there one wonderful day
You took my heart and threw it away
That’s why I ask the Lord in Heaven above
What is this thing called love?You gave me days of sunshine
You gave me nights of cheer
You made my life an enchanted dream
‘Til somebody else came near
Somebody else came near you
I felt the winter’s chill
And now I sit and wonder night and day
Why I love you still?Lyrics via Metro Lyrics.com
“What is this thing called love? That’s why I ask the Lord in Heaven above, what is this thing called love?” So mysterious. What is it that makes people fall in love with each other, pheromones? Recognition of souls? The other person has the attributes that we are missing? Oh well, this song makes me want to fall in love.
I love the music that go along with the lyrics. Here’s Ella Fitzgerald on You Tube via carinaG Sorensen:
Cole Porter wrote many other great songs that are so romantic. I really like the movie De-Lovely with Kevin Kline as Cole Porter and Ashley Judd as his wife Linda. OK, you tell me, what is this thing called love? And what are some of your favorite Cole Porter songs?
A little extra Cole Porter song, “Night and Day” by Billie Holliday on You Tube via RoundMidnight TV:

Cole Porter
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Cole Porter image via Wikipedia.

This is an important word in the introvert vocabulary. I have recently been on a break to have some much needed down time from my blog/writing and to recharge. You might think I have been sitting by a lake staring off toward the horizon, but I have been busy with some life things. Actually sitting by a lake and staring off at the horizon sounds pretty good to me but it has been chilly here. Chilly for Southern California and sitting outdoors might not be so relaxing. Although, we still have sunshine. Pause and reflection are good for everyone but essential to the introverted temperament. I spotted a really cute post on the Huffington post about the topic which included this chart by Gemma Correll.

I have been sort of in the “Region of Hibernation” with the colder weather. I definitely enjoyed some time with my kids over the holidays. I did do some online ordering of a few gifts. I had some new adventures. I made the 7+ hour drive on the 101 up to the Bay Area ( San Francisco Bay area) alone in a rental car and later realized that I did not know that the headlights did not turn on automatically. I had dinner in Alameda, at a Burmese restaurant, which was delicious. I hiked along a trail near the ocean in Half Moon Bay. I drove all the way back to Southern California with my daughter’s great company this time, now knowing how to operate the headlights, and saw some “Russian space debris” heading on a 45 degree angle toward the earth with a big fiery tail behind it. At least we are told it was Russian space debris. I even saw the new Star Wars movie in 3D.
Now I think I am ready for a bit of “Solitude Mountains” with a “Sea of Books” nearby.
Happy New Year!
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Wishing all Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year! Notes Tied On The Sagebrush is on a Winter break until after the New Year. See you in 2016.

The National Council on Aging has started this holiday campaign and is reporting the sad statistic that half of the older women in the United States are struggling to meet their basic financial needs. Women are particularly vulnerable because they are the ones who stay home to take care of their families or take time off to take care of their parents. This effects the amount of Social Security and pension benefits women are able to accumulate in a lifetime. Add to that the loss of financial support due to divorce, job loss, or death and illness of a spouse.
AARP has a campaign as well to help financially strapped seniors and a link to help people determine what benefit programs they are eligible for.
AARP Foundation helps provide assistance to seniors with food, housing and income assistance.
This holiday, donate to NCOA to support grandmas in need. A $1 donation to NCOA can connect a struggling grandma with $60 in benefits to pay for daily needs.
Source: #GiveForGrandma This Holiday | NCOA
Or give to a charity of your choice that helps seniors and get involved in your community.
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