Monday, May 9, 2011

Double braid and getting old

Life is moving along okay here.  All my loved ones are doing well.  However, I was struck today by the fact that I am getting older.  "Big revelation", I'm sure you are thinking.  We are all getting older, unless we are dead.  But the days seem to be going faster, and most of the time I would like to slow the wheels down.  It would be good to not get those college alumni magazines that serve as a blatant reminder of how many years it has been since I graduated from college. 

I have been trying to learn how to do a double braid eye splice today.  I am impaired at the moment by the process.  But I am determined to use U Tube videos and a rigging book to master this.  The video fellow makes it seem so easy.  I spent at least 30 minutes trying to figure out how to pull the core out that this fellow did in about 5 seconds.

The garden is growing and looking wonderful.  I like this time of year because all the plants look so grand.  By mid-July,  this same garden will look tired and well.....old.  But the mulch and irrigation system seem to be doing their wonders at the moment.  And this year the fig tree will bear fruit.  This tree has grown for about eight years and finally there are figs on it.  I know that we are happy at the prospect of having some Italian golden figs to eat.  I was beginning to wonder if it was just going to be a huge tree that never produced anything. 

And finally,  my blogging friend Irish over at Recovery Archives is anticipating that the death of her father is imminent.  She was one of the first bloggers that I followed.  Her site has so much good information and truly is an archive of recovery information.   I am sure that she would appreciate your stopping by to offer a few words as she goes to see her ailing dad.  As she writes, "Being old is not for sissies." Yes, I can see that it isn't.

But with the close of this day,  I learned a few things. I know that the double braid has a tough core with a fairly soft exterior.  If that's not a metaphor for my life, I don't know what is. 


  1. I think maybe I have a soft core with a tough exterior. Is that okay?

  2. ha...yeah that surely is a metaphor...for life and then some...

  3. When I think about getting old, it makes me want to live more in the present! To savor all that is real and important..

    my husband taught himself Spanish and Hebrew from utube. I can't do it like that, I have to have someone show me...LOL

  4. I don't know ANYTHING about ropes, but figs, well that's a different story. Split figs, stuff with blue cheese, wrap with a bit of prosciutto and pop under the broiler for a few secs. Delicious.

  5. I am so glad your garden is growing well.

    I am not a gardener but I do have fruit trees that I have planted. 4 apple trees, 3 peach trees, 2 pear trees, 3 cherry trees, a plum tree a nectarine tree and 3 grapevives. The Kansas Spring has been harsh and the only tree in the whole mess that will bear fruit this year is a couple of plums on the plum tree. Frost, cold and lack of bees during each blossom time did me in for the year.

    Oh, the grapevines are doing well.

    This will be a good year to do some heavy pruning in preparation for next year. (looking for a bright side)

  6. Hi Syd - - - - Interesting blog; however, the video was fascinating!

    Thanks for sharing the lesson.

    Love and hugs,
    Anonymous #1

    P.S. Right on: Aging process ain't for sissies, but can be a glorious experience, in spite of the inconveniences health issues present occasionally!


  7. Getting old sucks shit. I can't think of one real recompense. Woody Allen said that in an interview a few years back, and I appreciated his honesty and have to say I agree so far.

    How's that for an feel-good comment?


    I love you, buddy.

  8. I don't know whether my core is soft and exterior is hard or visa versa but I completely understand the analogy!

    I love hearing about peoples gardens!


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