#WeekendCoffeeShare – Celebrating July

Blue Wild Flax, 2018-07-01

As I’ve sat here waiting for coffee-time Internet visitors, I have been looking through photographs from Julys past. Last summer, there were fancy poppies, where this year I purchased only the seeds for the golden California variety. In 2014, there still were common thistles growing along the garage, mingled with the hollyhock stems and flowers. I miss both.

I would share with you a few of the July photographs I have found, taken on 16 July.

During the past week, I have written a few poems: one for the Ronovan Writes Haiku” challenge: “Child and Safe” were the prompts; and one that I scribbled down this morning, thinking again about what is important for here and now…or, rather, what is not important: One-Day Flower”, with my beloved blue wild flax flowers on my mind.

I have gotten in a minimum of 8 miles a day on the backyard exercise bike, and my blood glucose numbers are way down, which is a relief, after they got so high while I needed to take doses of the albuterol for my breathing. I am finding that it is just as important to know what is blooming as why. 

The week has been brutal when it’s come to outside stressors, not least among them, not having any more information about my youngest sister-in-law, who is under hospice care. Her husband, my youngest brother, does not respond. I suspect ‘avoidance”. I guess I would react the same way, were it my husband.

If we were sharing coffee together, today, I would confide that I am in need of a break. Not from blogging or housework or maintaining diet and chores, but from things that matter most in concrete terms, and yet are not amenable to any gestures I make or could make in their direction. It is not a matter of feeling helpless, I think, because these are things that I never could or thought I could stave off or bring into being. It is more a matter, I think, of having a set of gifts/talents that does not lend itself to either world building or world destruction. A limited circle that does not stretch beyond these four walls and the back yard. And even the seeds planted do not grow at my command. Not even with watering.

It used not to bother me. What does bother me is, I think, living in a world that people do not seem to see. (Perhaps my submersion in political theory was not helpful, since I tend to see and feel in terms of theory and time, ongoing. I do not like it, Sam-I-Am! And I am familiar with my tastes!)

If we were enjoying coffee, together, this afternoon, I would invite you to visit the back yard and fall asleep next to me in the shade of the cotoneaster bushes for a quiet nap.Al is painting the gazebo eves…but quietly. I have a couple of large old quilts ideally suited to napping. And then ‎Café au laits before we go on with the world as it would be.

Best wishes for you during the coming week!


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#WeekendCoffeeShare: Friday Night

Not Quite Ready, Yet

Thank you for joining me for a coffee break! The week has been long, and I am looking forward to a quiet weekend with cool and rain. On Wednesday, we navigated through the street construction projects to my clinic for my six-month check-up. (We did the same on Monday to get the blood testing done.) Everything seems to be maintaining or improving. My A1C reading was up a tenth of a percent, but we had reduced my medications by a third, six months ago, so that was good. Maintaining my weight. After the run-in with allergies, this spring, I am able to return to aerobic exercise. That is, I can pedal and breathe at the same time. Twenty-six miles on the exercise bike, this week.

On the way into the clinic, we saw a cloud to the south that showed rainbow colors on its edge. Quite colorful and well defined…which is not well captured by the photographs I took before we had to go inside.

Rainbow Colors

I have enjoyed taking photographs of the flowers, this week, and reading several books. I put aside New York to Nome: The Northwest Passage by Canoe to read L. E. Modesitt, Jr.’s latest Recluse novel, Outcasts of Order. Enjoyed it and plan to read it again in a couple of days, when I will be able to pick up on more of the details and integrate the story in my mind with the previous books in the series.

My sister-in-law, my youngest brother’s wife, is under hospice care. I would like to get to the care facility. Not sure if my coughing and sneezing are allergies or another cold, right now; I hesitate to bring fresh germs into that setting. The other sister-in-law who is local did make it over there, a couple of days ago.

I am thinking that with all the personal, family, and external turmoil, I need to take some time off to just read and garden and unwind. Al is having a good time of building and painting, and now planning furniture to build to fit out his new workshop. A good time, a happy time to share together. Trouble and worry are continuing, but they can be laid aside. The world’s troubles are much larger than me. I must pay attention to the moment and the needs of the people whose lives mesh with mine.

The hour is late. Midnight, already! I still have to prepare and eat one more meal before my day can end. Al is heading off to his computer/sitting room to watch the end of his last television show for the evening.

Thanks for listening! I look forward to reading your Weekend Coffee Share post tomorrow.

Best wishes for your weekend and the new week!

Weekend Coffee Share is hosted by Allison, whose site is eclecticali.wordpress.com; her coffee share post is at the top of the blog. The InLinkz link is HERE! You’ll find links to other people taking part in Weekend Coffee Share. –Lizl


large and small, brown teapots

Miscellanea : #WeekendCoffeeShare on Saturday, 9 June

Backyard Gazebo

Welcome to my back yard! This afternoon, I am enjoying a pot of “ti kuan yin goddess of mercy” oolong tea from Stash Tea online. Bribing myself to drink less coffee to cut back on the carbohydrates. While I drink tea “straight”, I make my coffee from homemade, cold-brew concentrate added to whole milk. It’s a meal in itself; I am trying to limit myself to once or twice a day.

If we were having coffee together, today, I would invite you outdoors. I am sitting in a camp chair that’s stored in my gazebo. It is under the bending branches of the cotoneaster bushes and out of the direct sunlight.

The dogs seem to like the sunshine. My previous two dogs (Ladd and Samantha) were black cocker spaniels, and both of them enjoyed “sunbathing” also.

Out in the Sun

The week has been a quiet one. On Wednesday, we traveled to the home town for our semi-annual dental appointments. Al got two fillings while I waited, since there was an open time slot in their schedule and it saved us making an extra trip. I have orders to floss more often, please, and brush at the gum line.

Al ordered blinds for the workshop windows. He finished installing them, this afternoon, and then headed out to do some shopping (undoubtedly for the workshop) and coffee at his favorite restaurant. I have gotten the laundry washed and dried, but not put away. the kitchen is looking pretty good. Using plastic utensils and paper plates and bowls help a lot, except for the cooking necessaries, helped a lot with that. Paper plates in a large stack. The stores must be thinking “picnic”!

Incoming Weather

I am seeing definite storm-type clouds to the north-northwest. Hot as it is, I should expect there might be rain, tonight. The backyard neighbors have put up chicken wire on their side of our fence, and so we are not enjoying many visits from the neighborhood rabbits. I miss them very much.

We took extreme measures to try to protect the rabbits from trying to get through the fence at the break where the gate leaves a gap, here in the back yard. The first day that the chicken wire was placed to block that gap, a rabbit trying to outrace our dogs went through and ended up trapped between our metal fence and the chicken wire, which was too tall for him to get himself out of without a terrible struggle to reach the top, clawing at the chicken wire.

Blocking the Way

We have bolted a board to the gate posts high enough that the rabbits will not try to get through, there. we have left a space beneath the front gate where they can come and go. Our new neighbor to the south is planning to put up a privacy fence between his yard and ours, and so there will be no place from which to watch the rabbits except for between our houses and across the street through the front-room window.

The one concern that I do have is that the spouse of a family member has entered hospice care, this week. Not unexpected, but still…even the inevitable can be jarring.

I have started going to bed earlier, which, oddly, is resulting in my sleeping later into the morning. And so, I must get up promptly to get good photographs of the wildflowers.

I have enjoyed this time visiting with you. I hope that you have a wonderful weekend and beyond!

Best wishes!


Weekend Coffee Share is hosted by Alli at  her Eclectic Alli blog. and the InLinkz link is here, where you will find links to other Weekend Coffee Share participants.

True being, not a story

not the stories of
our lives or patterns
deeds good or bad
born of gratitude
or pain

we were by his will
and passion
fashioned in his
mind and flesh

because he loves
and made us
he will find our way
at last to home

Copyright © 2018-06-06, by Lizl Bennefeld.


Thoughts … so as not to lose ’em.

June 1 #WeekendCoffeeShare : Wind and Rain and Sunshine

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storm clouds to the West of us
Storm Clouds

This has been a week of dramatics and dynamics. No rain at the moment, the wind speed is (down to?) 17 mph. Still looks as though the worst of the weather will miss us, here. I rather like thunderstorms. Ah! The wind has come up, and the rain has begun.

The Scampers, the Gazebo

If we were having coffee together, this evening, I would invite you to join me in the gazebo, where we have windows on all sides of the eight-sided building. We built with gazebo with two objectives in mind. First, we wanted to be able to watch the storms come through, no matter which direction they are coming from. Second, the gazebo is screened and well ventilated (deck floor and open eaves in the summertime), because I am allergic to both insecticides and insect bites. You missed helping me take the foam blocks out of the eaves/rafters. I removed the cardboard that covered the deck floor, so that there is air flow from beneath the gazebo, up to the top and out.

The upsets, this past week and more, has come mainly from WordPress eliminating community service and educational resources to concentrate on more marketable and cost-effective functions. If they are setting it up for a lucrative buy-out, I will be sad. In the meanwhile, I look to retaining and extending my comfort/support network of people around the world. I have very much enjoyed getting to know people and become comfortable in new friendships.

If we were together, having another cup of coffee, I would tell you about the communities I enjoyed on Usenet’s newsgroups, before they vanished. Also, most recently, the SFF Net newsgroups and web hosting, bending with economic and social trends, closed down. Their computer business (as opposed to the web hosting “hobby” activities) needed their resources. I had a membership and web site there since (I think) the fall of 1996 until my health made it difficult to continue coding my own pages. I am happy that so many of my friends from SFF Net found their way to Facebook, where we have maintained ties.

Change is a fearsome thing. When it imposes itself on my world, I must admit, my first need is to bend my world into different shapes to keep as much as possible in the same or similar places, serving the purposes that I’ve established to maintain my comfort and my self-identity. My mother was on the Internet into her nineties, and I was able to take care of her web site for her when she could not. There will be no such support person to take care of that for me. I have hope that as the Web expands, these forms of communication and networking will be maintained, providing communication and enhancing well-being as the population ages.

I would show you the latest pictures from my garden, its being too dark right now to walk into it and point out the wildflowers that have bloomed and those on the brink of doing so. My Plains Coreopsis are not in sight, and so I plan, once the rain gets started again with the promise of some days of precipitation in a row, to sow what’s left from last year’s wildflower seed packet in the garden and also along the side of the house where the tulips are currently drying out. (I must dig up the bulbs, later in the season, and separate them for replanting. I need to find guidelines on which bulbs to replant and which to discard.

Time has gone by so fast, and I must join Al for “puppy time”, so we can put the Scampers to bed. Thank you for stopping by. I look forward to visiting with you during the weekend! Best wishes to you!

Much love,