PINENEEDLES, FEAST and FLUTTERBYS


LAST WEEK was a busy one. Filled with all sorts of idiosyncratic events.

(An idiosyncrasy is an unusual feature of a person. It also means odd habit. The term is often used to express eccentricity or peculiarity.[1] [2] A synonym may be quirk)

I love that term because I think the best of life is idiosyncratic — it turns on the peculiar, on the eccentric, on the quirk. The moments that stand out – big ones and small ones and seemingly inconsequential ones – usually have an unusual feature to them — otherwise, they’d just blend in unnoticed, right?

I share this because besides the news of our new Pineneedle Carpet in the back yard . . . ,

Bales of Pineneedles

and the Wild Game Feast we attended with Lonna and Martin . . .

Wild Game Feast Barn with Drink Stations

Interior of the wings more intricate than exterior, in this one

And the most amazing Butterfly museum we gaped at in Gainsville . . .

There was a little idiosyncratic moment in the Pet Smart I just have to share – because it’s the kind of moment we all have (and maybe overlook) and yet represents the very best part of life – and is the crux of the reason why I’m spending time writing these blogs. Not to show off what we are doing – because honestly, we do similar stuff in New Hope – but to enlarge and enliven the notion that this stuff is happening everyday – to everyone of us – every, every minute – just waiting to be recognized and embraced and celebrated because this is stuff that makes life a journey worth taking. All we have to do is see it as such, and our pleasure  in life increases –  idiosyncratically!  (IMHO).

So – PET SMART STORY – A short while back, Bucks got exposed to fleas and somehow the biospot application didn’t kill them on him.  (Daisy goes into the water every day so they don’t have a chance on her). So while I’m searching out the flea applications aisle, John engages the desk clerk at the Vet connected to the PetSmart. He’s there for awhile before I join him and we both feel a little frustrated as she explains the three different applications but won’t recommend any one of them and then tells us we can’t just apply a new one without consulting the manufacturer of the old application…..meanwhile there are 7 people lined up behind us, waiting to check out of the Vet yet this woman keeps talking to us. I finally noticed the people in line and walked away, to look for a spray or shampoo to kill the damn fleas.

As we are perusing the shelf, a lovely lady comes up behind us. “Excuse me” she politely says – “I couldn’t help overhearing   (!)”  She had such a lovely face and hair and demeanor – she reminded us of our friend Maura – who would also do something like this: “I heard you were from the north, and so am I and the fleas down here are very different but what I’ve found that works is the original SKIN SO SOFT, in the blue bottle, you can get it at flea markets (!) and I spray my dogs and it works!”

That she took the time to step out of line and follow us and share with us is an idiosyncratic moment. A people helping people moment. We all have them – don’t we? And it really is something to be celebrated, isn’t it?  But they pass by so quickly in our daily rush we can quickly forget them.  But we shouldn’t.  So ,I don’t know who or where that sweet, Maura type lady is but I send out my thanks to her because we found some knock off Skin So Soft and I rubbed it all over Bucks and – viola – no more fleas.

PINE NEEDLE CARPET: The ground in Cedar Key is sandy soil – more sand than soil.  I think I’ve complained in previous blogs about the grit that quickly builds up on the inside floor.

Tanya bringing in the Bales of Pine Needles

Well, our new friend Shari showed us her garden and explained where to get the pine needles to cover the sand.  So I called Tanya and she brought over 8 bales of the stuff (3.50 per bale) and we spread it out —

Daisy Like!

Instant Sand Retention.

Instant Softness to the Feet.

Instant comfy place for the dogs to lie down upon

and Instant delight to the eye.

Sprinkle, Sprinkle Little Pine....

Each day it gets better and better.  We hope the landlord likes it when he arrives in April – but if not – it’s an easy rake up and toss. In the meantime, we relish the rusty soft needles under our feet.

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WILD GAME FEAST:

Cabin with Buffalo Chili and Stew - good stuff!

Lonna and Martin are our neighbors in Cedar Key. They live in Gainsville. Martin was in charge of the annual Rotary Event to raise money for charity, a WILD GAME FEAST in a park for 2000 people and more food ….. meat mostly….than you can believe. But there was even some vegetarian offerings and the spirit of it all was very sweet.

Lonna and Laura

Lonna and her Friend Debbie

Bruce and Debbie (Lonna and Martin's friends)

Martin -- head honcho for the feast

Bud Boys -- enjoying the feast in exchange for their donation of beer!

This type of thin can only be born - and there was a surprising number of this type of thin walking around! Of course, the other end of the spectrum was more abundant.

Chow Time!

Water Buffalo Chef

Eating Tent

"Sweet Dreams" Ice Cream....a GREAT use for an old firetruck!

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.But the even cooler part of the event was seeing Lonna and Martin’s home.

That's their son's porche

They live in the woods – a mile in from the road, surrounded by developments, but isolated from all of that – so it felt like we were walking back in time – to the early days of Florida Settlement – exactly as described in the book I just finished reading “A LAND REMEMBERED”.

Multiply this photo by 1000 and encircle the house - it goes on for miles.

Rustic. Green. Wild.  We really couldn’t believe it existed in the middle of Gainsville.  A very special sight of such an unusual site.

Cabin on the back of the property

Their home was rebuilt after a fire 7 years ago – but fortunately the old cabin in the woods was not harmed.  I love quirky old.  I surely do!

Screened Living Room (with bed) and pool. LOVED THIS ROOM

Following Owen's Porche down the mile long drive to go to the museum. Daisy got out of the house and chased after us - going nearly a mile before Martin caught up with her.

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FLUTTERBYS: Lonna wanted us to stay over after the feast so we could go to the Butterfly Museum in Gainsville on Friday.  OMG – what an experience.

ceiling of the entrance to the butterfly exhibit

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Emerging Butterfly - and stages of growth (green to clear)

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Not only are the exhibits fascinating – they had live video screens flanking the entrance tunnel with video of the Monarch Butterfly gathering in Mexico – and actual chrysalis hanging to view the stages of development that result in a butterfly. – and the moths!

South American moth - hanging on the curtain inside the workroom

OMG, the Moths hanging on the curtain during the daytime – they were HUGE and quite frankly, scary!  But soooooo beautiful.

South American luna Moth sleeping on the desk edge

Then we entered the atrium where thousands of butterflies hang out – meeting and greeting and eating – but never laying eggs because there are NO HOST PLANTS in the atrium – only nectar plants – and they won’t lay eggs if they can’t feed their young from their host plant.  How cool is that. Would the human species had the same smarts. (I bought a butterfly book that lists the host plants — THAT’s how you plant a butterfly garden).  Words fail at describing the experience.  Pictures cannot convey the magnitude of the feeling – the peace, the tranquility, the magic.

Entering the Atrium

landing on everything

magical surroundings

blue Morpho's were everywhere - but never stopped for a picture.

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noshing on citrus

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;But it is so worth it if you are ever in Gainsville!  And plan to while away the entire afternoon – watching they poke and flutter, feeling them land on you, seeing how they camouflage themselves to survive.  One statistic sited that their DNA strand was enormously long – they have accomplished so many adaptations.  And they only live 2 months.  And the Monarchs only make the Mexico journey once – they are either born there and fly away or are born elsewhere and fly to Mexico, where they die. Fascinating!

That’s all for now.

This afternoon we take the airplane ride over Cedar Key.

Excited! xo Laura

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  1. What was an idiosyncratic moment of YOUR day?

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