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You Only Have One Inalienable Right

You Only Have One Inalienable Right

Part One

A Rant By

Cognitive Dissonance

I don't normally publish my rants. By definition they are an excess of emotion regardless of how truthful or logical they may be. If one cannot master his or her emotions, ultimately one is a slave to them.

On occasion I become frustrated and choose to vent rather than let it stew inside. I have learned it is best to let it all go, lest I be consumed by anger, resentment and righteous indignation.

For some reason I have decided to post this one. Don't ask me why because I could not answer logically. This particular rant was so long I took pity upon the poor reader and will break it up into two parts. Below find part one with two to follow within a week or so.

Cognitive Dissonance Continue reading You Only Have One Inalienable Right

Spring Has Sprung

Spring Has Sprung

By

Cognitive Dissonance

 

My apologies for being absent for the last week or so, but we have a lot going on at the moment. As you can see from the picture above, things are finally greening up here on top of the mountain. While we may by just a dozen or so miles north of the North Carolina border, living at an elevation of 3,000 feet means we experience a climate similar to locales several hundred miles further north and much nearer to sea level.

Mrs. Cog has been busy with her crafts while juggling the planting of early lettuce, cabbage and kale. While our weather has turned decidedly warmer of late, with daytime highs in the 60’s and low 70’s and lows in the mid 40’s to low 50’s, Mother Nature can still throw us a curve ball with one last killing frost. Continue reading Spring Has Sprung

First Impression

First Impression

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Cognitive Dissonance

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"You never get a second chance to make a first impression!"

 The earliest attribution for this quote is a 1966 advertising slogan in an ad for Botany Suits.

 

We have a new neighbor…which is a big deal around here, since we have so few neighbors to begin with. As we like to say, we live at the end of a dirt road off of a dirt road off of a paved road out in the middle of nowhere. Our two dirt roads, each a mile long, are home to six houses, three of which are not presently occupied. Make that two, now that we have new neighbors.

Actually they have not moved in yet, having closed the purchase earlier this past week. They told the realtor there was much to do to the place before they moved in. While I am pleased the house will once again be a home to someone, rather than just another vacant box, I am also a little sad with the prospect. For the last 2½ years I have been the resident caretaker of the house and land and have come to know it well inside and out. Continue reading First Impression

Fear, Pain and First Till

Fear, Pain and First Till

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Cognitive Dissonance

 

Because I have been struggling with back issues for several months, even though Mother Nature has been cooperating with a week or so of beautiful late March weather and temperatures, my body has been consistently saying no to heavy garden work.

Until today!

Actually my body still said no, but my mind decided to override the veto and haul out the tiller anyway just to see where my pain threshold resided. Remembering an old lesson about pain, fear and perception, I fired up the machine and commenced to tear and claw at the land. Continue reading Fear, Pain and First Till

It Hurts When I Do This

It Hurts When I Do This

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Cognitive Dissonance

 

“Well, then don’t do that” is the proper response any competently trained physician would answer to a statement like that. Or at least that’s the well known joke passed around my household when I was a kid. Don’t do ‘that’ and you won’t have pain there.

It was actually a double entendre for us because we were too poor to simply run down to the local doctor for a proper diagnoses any time something hurt or went wrong. And this was during a time when medical care in general, while still expensive on a relative basis, cost much less as a percentage of our total income than it is today. Continue reading It Hurts When I Do This