Today I stepped on the future, and Wars of the Past

Well I stepped on a tortoise egg that I was going to take a picture of. This accident happened while I was wrestling with it's father and trying to get a picture of HIM, the brute! The egg rolled off onto the ground and I stepped on it. It really had no future as anyone who knows about reptilian eggs realizes, and did it ever smell! Oh well, hopefully the dog won't try to stick his little nose under the flower pot I covered the evidence with to get a lick before I go out there and bury the remains! I so wanted to show you how big and how round they are.

I haven't been sleeping well at all so am not getting a lot of any sort of brain work done. I haven't worked on the dichroic glass pendants, and I haven't tried to knit. Just walking through my days in a haze trying to not run into the walls.

Vi I hope you had a great time at the Maryland show, and I am going to read that blog right away to see what you've been upto in your injured state.

Mother's Day was wonderful. We played all day in the MMPOG (MMPOLG for those who adhere to that protocol- I'm one of them) with our two oldest DDs. It's more fun than being a kid again! The Little Sisters, as they are called, sent me a sweet card, an e-mail, and the one who does radio dedicated her Sunday show to me, a very nice warm and fuzzy feeling sort of wrapped itself around me.

This is part of my writings on how I feel about War, since the subject was opened by my earlier remark about Churchy's and my relationship:

"War is an utter wasteland of human making that destroys lives and the earth for centuries after it has been fought. I think the reason is that we never admit that war solves nothing. We won't admit to ourselves that it only sets in motion other events to come, however far away into the future, that could, if we had the will to do so, be traced back to the original failure of diplomacy that caused the war in the first place. Lies become the truth, sadly, and we never really comprehend the way that they knit together a burial shroud for future generations. In truth, the British Empire should look just as bad and just as much a failure as the Roman Empire but we are still living with the falsehoods surrounding British "Empire". And, thus the march to war continues, based on lies that half a nation will be telling the next generation."

This is a link from CodePink, a Women Against War movement, to Julia Ward Howe's Declaration after what she saw and went through in the after math of the American Civil War.

http://www.codepink4peace.org/article.php?id=217

Well, sorry, I can't seem to use the hot link feature very well so it's still a copy and paste sort of thing for CODE PINK there.....

I think Women can stop this madness if we get up out of our chairs and start showing everyone we are sick of the slaughter of innocent people and the aggression that comes with unopposed power. History has many stories to tell about power vacuums and how all consuming they are. We stand in the middle of life everywhere and have tremendous power only in a few of these places. Our power can be used properly and with a will. Why Not?