Well Only 2 Mallards (both male) came by for dinner tonight…maybe the heat has got to them and they have wisely flown north or just up to Idyllwild where it is 30 degrees cooler …..

 

but the Owls have come back to drink the water from the pond…

 

When I went to the kitchen at 5:30 this morn…I was startled as they were both standing about 10 feet away from me…Gosh they are such Magnificent creatures…like TALL…2 feet maybe…..with the white beard like face and the feathery talons…..

 

They were there for only like a minute…and when they flew off…one had either a partially eaten frog or lizard in his talons……but they both flew off together…

 

the sun was just beginning to dawn….

 

I tried to photo them but just blurred them with such a rushed desire……(so many things fall apart if one rushes)

 

I was trying to do my usual  research in the Library ….where I  spend 6 hours a day…..

 

I enjoyed Selina Hastings biography of Somerset Maugham so much that I am reading one she did on Evelyn Waugh….which after 50 pages is not to me at all the pleasure of the one she did on Somerset

 

…but then I am strange about books…I prefer a hardback and this is a small in width but big in girth paperback….and I don’t like the picture of Evelyn on the cover…

 

taken later in Life after he lost his looks…..(well we all know that experience after we pass 65…except dear  76(?) year old Ralph…his Real self must be the   portrait  in his Dorian Grey  attic)

 

But the biography I read of hers on Somerset Maugham is a hardback – nice  size – and there is a Handsome picture of him in his younger days (as when he got old everyone said he looked like a lizard)

 

As I was reading intently…well sorta …I was peripherally aware of others that had moved into “my space” in the Libe….

 

That sweet sour smell that the unfortunate homeless have….just sucker punched my nostrils…..

 

I cannot tell you how much I lament and do NOT understand the only homeless shelter down here in the desert “Roys” closing throwing a dear friend of mine outta work…..

 

I mean there is Something so WRONG when we spend and have lavish fund raising parties for Everyone EXCEPT  for the Homeless….

 

I remember when Reagan closed the mental health facilities so SO many were thrown out onto the street….so many of them VETS….who yes did do their job of defending this country….they were mostly kids when they were deployed….but came back shell shocked….and so use to the camaraderie of their mates…so unused to family life….I mean they were still growing into adulthood….

 

They got hooked on drugs..or whatever….and had difficulty adjusting to their lovers…

 

.and their Poor lovers who were basically kids also…with a child or two..

 

…they did Not know how to help….

 

And the VA did Not do Anything for these kids for years…

 

.there is a HUGE piece of  Valuable property in West LA that was set aside for “old soldiers” back in 1888..

 

.yes 1888..but has been rented out for many a purpose…a theatre…..for storage…..to make movies on…

 

”they” keep saying they are going to do something proper with it…..

 

Sorry to rant…but it is just SO wrong for these people to wander around the desert of despair due to lack of money….

 

My last tenant….roommate…I rented a room to …after the Wonderful Wonderful Human Being….. Meg Steedle…. was a guy who had done 3 tours of duty for the Marines…in Afghanistan…..

 

He brought his girlfriend in…

 

.she was like a milktoast…always allowing him to do or say anything…….they had just met…..and he did not..could not Live with her parents in Orange County…with her brother and his wife and her mentally challenged brother….8 of them in a two bedded house…one bath

 

I Truly felt his pain…it poured out of his quietly Intense  eyes….…

 

.he suffered from PTSD…which of course he did not tell me…..

 

He was one of those very Quiet people that at first you love…until a few weeks later you wonder…when he is screaming in the middle of the night…..

 

And then you find out that he has Terrible nightmares….and Still sleeps (like all Marines are trained to) with a revolver under his pillow…in the bedroom next to yours…

 

And then one morn when you awake at your usual time 4 AM for work and raise your curtain to look out into the dark and see…under the far street  light…..two figures getting out of a car…to open the trunk of their car and sling two rifles over their backs to wander toward you……he was SERIOUSLY religious….they had come back that night/morn from a 28 hour religious experience of sharing…crying….screaming out and hugging

 

Enough…can’t some of my wealthy friends do a Serious Fund Raiser for the Homeless……

 

When one sits and attempts to focus in the Library as one is doing Research for one’s  book….

 

Well there  are times one gets kind of bored…as one cannot focus for 5 hours at one time

 

….so one assumes different sitting positions….crossing your leg under the table….tapping your hand…sinking down in your chair

 

Stroking your earlobe….

 

Which I did today…..I was amazed at how LONG my earlobes are…..I immediately flashed to like Christmas Dinner of 1956 at my parents house in DC…..

 

Father had carved the Christmas Goose…(men back then ….HAD to be the one that carved at the dining table…women carving well it became less of a thing as time progressed….and gosh I have all the old Sterling silver knives and sharpeners of my Grands..)

 

But this particular Christmas my grandmother (“Gabby”)  was sitting next to me at the Dining table…(now that I think of it there was a less expressive chandelier hanging over it)….kind of cheesy…NOT what a Gay man would have….

 

I Loved her dearly…she always had this Wonderful scent …

 

….wore white gloves when she travelled…a little hat with a veil….with a fur stole slung over her shoulder

 

She was dressed to the nines with her permed hair as they did back then….

 

We had finished…Christmas Dinner….

 

(oh and she always wore a girdle…later in Life in my teens I would find them drying on the upstairs back room radiator of her house at 825 Fairmount Ave in St Paul)..

 

.she sighed and pulled off these VERY heavy looking earrings….Wonderful Gold swirls with a Comfortably Large Pearl in the center…….

 

It was then I Noticed her earlobes…gosh they were Long….which I attributed to the weight of her earrings…….

 

So that is Where mine must of come from..

 

.and Wonderful Zach…where did Your’s come from???

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