Death of the Gecko

At 8am this morning we found our gecko, Mr. Greenjeans dead on the bathroom window sill. We don't suspect foul play. We do not have a cat in the house. We will miss him. A small white rabbit came to the feeding area this morning. If it returns, we will adopt it and call it Al. Gypsy liked watching it. A sad day at the cabin. Life goes on though good men die. Life goes on, I forget just why.

A Pie in Your I From Cara's Cabin Kitchen

I start every meal with a rather large piece of double crust, apple pie. Sometimes, I put whipping cream on it. Sometimes, I put cinnamon or vanilla ice cream on it. Sometimes, I put cheddar cheese or chicken gravy on it. There are several reasons for eating pie to start your meal. The first reason is because I like apple pie. The second reason is it seems like the All American way to start a meal. The third reason is that it gets the desert thing out of the way right off. If you think doing this will cause you to gain weight you are wrong. You normally eat the foods that is good for you first. You have cleaned up your plate. You deserve that piece of pie. You have earned it. The pie is so good, you eat it even though you are full. You have just overeaten. Pie stops this learned from childhood behavior. Try it and let me know how you are doing. Any kind of pie will work. Don't use Dreamwhip. Use real whipping cream. From Cara's Cabin Kitchen

Is There a Better Way? Why Not?

Is there a better way? The people of the world will all be one skin color. They will all have brown hair and eyes. They will all be 6 feet tall and weigh 150 pounds. They will work to survive. There will be no governments to support them or fight their wars. They will work. Perhaps, there will be no wars without governments. There will be no police to maintain order. There will be no laws to break, so police will not be needed. They will not commit wrong doings against their neighbors or anyone else. Common sense and tolerance will prevail with every word they speak.They will assist those around them in every way possible. There will be one religion, with one God, who serves everyone. There will be no banks. They will attend to their own affairs. Money will take the shape of many things. When they go from place to place, yothey will be safe and cared for. Fear will not exist. Sickness brought on by a stressful environment will not exist. Material posessions will no longer be important. Good character and spiritual growth will be what is important to them. There will be no rich or poor. There will be no one who is more intelligent than another. There will be no envy or greed. They will not covet anything their neighbors have, since they have nothing more or less than they do. They will not commit wrong doings against their neighbors or anyone else. There is little to be gained by working longer or harder than their neighbors. Lying and stealing will disappear. They will not need vacations. They will be content with their lives. All entities that divide mankind will cease to exist. Choice, which has already proven itself to be the downfall of man, will no longer exist. Why not a world where we can live together in peace and harmony? Why not a world where all countries put their people first? Why not a world where we can celebrate our differences? Why not a world where we want to work and be responsible for ourselves? Why not a world where we solve our problems without killing each other? Why not a world where we keep the commitments we make? Why not a world where we are responsible for our actions? Why not a world where we choose the way we worship? Why not a world where God and family are still what is most important to us?
Perhaps we are just living in tangled times. Perhaps, "The time is out of joint..." Hamlet

Return of the Gecko

Friday at exactly 7:45 P.M. the gecko returned. He was perched on the log wall, near the ceiling in my bathroom. He appeared to be scouting a large cobweb that was probably housing a variety of insects. He turned out to be persistant and clever. We admire these qualities. I talked to Gypsy about him amd we decided to make him a permanent member of our family. We fondly named him Mr. Greenjeans after Captain Kangeroos old side-kick. We hope he will do his part and eat all the spiders and mosquitoes that make their way inside our cabin. We also hope he changes his bathroom habits. Just in case we will cover the quilt on the guest bed in the loft with an old sheet. I was reminded that gecko poop is extremely valuable. We will collect it from time to time from whatever source is provided and have it for sale for those of you who are descriminating buyers. Please know that if our gecko population increases we will have more poop for sale. You will be informed as to the outcome of this project. Such is life here at our cabin in the woods. God bless our gecko, Gypsy and Cara

Pink Ears and Green Lizards

At sunrise there was a pink glow comming from a part of the woods where there in nothing pink. Gypsy and I could see it from our window. This called for a closer look with our ever present binoculars. What could it be? Gypsy and I had to know. The sun was shining through the pink ears of a very large cottontail rabbit. He was visiting our grain and corn field for his morning meal. What a great way to start the day. All it took was taking the time to look. That is why we came to the cabin. This is a day the Lord has given us, let us rejoice and be glad in it. What Mother Nature provides for us is the best. Oh, but wait. As I pulled back the sheets that still cover the two east windows at the cabin, I got a surprise. Ageko dropped to the window sill. This must be the little green lizard that has been pooping on the quilt on the bed in the loft. The loft is my guest room. Wanna come for a vist? I grabbed him and tossed him on the front porch. My guess is he may return to my guest room. So, if you want to come for a visit, better hurry. It's called beat the geko at the cabin. He was my first cabin guest. I hope the next guests can find the bathroom. If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. Thoreau

B.V.I. and Key Lime Pie

My daughter and I recently took a vacation to the British Virgin Islands. We visited friend on Great Comano Island. After landing at the Beef Island Airport we took a boat to the Comano. The next was a 4-wheel drive ride on a one lane road up to the top of the mountain. It is a rise of 500 ft. per half mile. Zounds- what a ride! This ride was attention getting, even after our airline trip down when flights were delayed because of tornados and flights were missed because of these delays. Not to mention a surprise sleep over in San Juan. The weather was beautiful ranging each day between 75-85 degrees. Snorkling and boating filled our days. Near the end of our visit our host decided to back a key lime pie. Foreshadowing? It was delicious. Shortly after arriving back at the cabin, I decided to bake a key lime pie. It was delicious as well. However, I had to taste it by dipping my finger into a glop of it as I quickly wiped it off my right foot where it fell as the foil pan it was in collapsed as I removed it from the oven. You have heard of a hot-foot? Well, I did a fast dance to cool off my foot. It took alot longer to clean the rug, the stove and the floor. It was a sticky mess! I will try again, and do as my daughter suggested and put it on a cookie sheet. It took me so long to squeeze those key limes. BooHoo. Such is life at the cabin.