Pleiades

 Ok, it's 2025--november and nearly time for Thanksgiving.

Many things have happened since I started this blog. 

I was hoping my sisters would join up. I thought years ago that we could have a radio broadcast---that was before zooms and podcasts. 

But we never did it.

OH well. 

 OK, it's 2024 now and nearly the end of that year. I can't believe I started this 20 years ago.

I'm getting ready to send out a Carrier Pigeon --probably today. This time I embedded a lot of little "easter eggs" in the photo. I wonder if anyone will notice. I sort of hid them---and then I made them a little transparent so they wouldn't show unless you were really searching.

Should I tell people they are there, or should I let them figure it out. (They probably won't even notice.) Now that people use their phones so much, they really can't see anything like they used to. And I think they give up on really looking at things.

Wonder what things will be like 20 years from now. I probably won't be around to see it. 

I hope things have improved politically. It's not a good time right now, but we won't go into that.

Bye!

(Next year will be 44 years of the Carrier Pigeon.) 

 Sometimes when I go walking in the dark of the early morning, I see the Pleiades and think of this blog. It's really become more of a "journal" for me since no one reads it or comments. But I just like that it's here, reminding me of my sisters, and our connection. Today we are going back to Standard Time. I wish people would just leave it alone, one way or another. It means now that it will be lighter when I walk in the morning. I don't like that. I liked walking when I could look up and see the stars peeking out of the dark sky. 

Hey, they are threatening to take away my account, so I thought I'd better get writing something. After all, Pleiades is the perfect name for all seven of us sisters!

How lucky we are to have each other---and to still be alive.

Around here, it's getting to be the "buggy" time of year. I think I've sort of gotten the head start on the crickets. I've put sticky pads at every entrance, and kept them out so far.

My telephone alert is a cricket. I'm going to have to change it this time of year. EEeekkk!

I got little black bugs in the cereal cupboard and had to clean them out and throw some stuff away. Ug! I hate that. And just yesterday I saw a miller moth flying around. I smashed it before it could lay any eggs. (I HOPE!!!)  I really hate those things.

We haven't had those little sugar ants very bad this year, but we have had some carpenter ants. I think that's very bad. But they have gone away for now, so I'm putting them out of my mind, which I probably shouldn't do!

The other day I brought in a green bean that had some holes in it. Out of one of the holes came wiggling a caterpiller. Ug! I got rid of that.  And there was another one in a small pumpkin that had been sitting in the grass.

I put some beer out for the slugs, and none of them came to it. Before, I used the complimentary beer we got at the Thai restaurant, and it attracted many slugs. But, this beer was old. Someone was going to throw it out, and I said, "NO! Give it to me for the slugs!"  But it didn't seem to work. Do you think slugs are discriminating beer drinkers?

OK< I surely wish this would have turned into something. We could have had great discussions over the years and miles. But, sadly, it never took off.

Still a great name.
There are still seven sisters alive and kicking. Wonder which of us will be the first to become a real star in the heavens. And, by that, I don't mean "famous."

I chose this name for my blog because I have six sisters. That makes seven of us. No brothers. I think I'm going to get spending more time here, because it's a little selfish of me to use this great name when I'm not using the blog. So, we'll see.