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PATRIOTS: Do Your Part

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Wearing a mask does not take away your inalienable rights. It isn't an attempt to silence you. Wearing it won't make you look "ugly" or "weak".
Now is the time to make a sacrifice for others so we can win; To tolerate discomfort and inconvenience. Do it so we can fully reopen the country, so we can get back to work. Thrive.

A very wise man said, We, the People, recognize that we have responsibilities as well as rights; that our destinies are bound together; that a freedom which only asks what's in it for me, a freedom without a commitment to others, a freedom without love or charity or duty or patriotism, is unworthy of our founding ideals, and those who died in their defense.*

Wear the damn mask. Practice social distancing. Do it for America. Do it because you're a true patriot. 

It's all up to you.

That man was Obama. *

HOME DELIGHTS: Sammie Burgers

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Sometimes that recipe on the label isn't so bad. Such is the case for Chicken of the Sea's Sammie Burgers. It's a quick and easy alternative to beef burgers, and can be grilled, fried, or baked.

What's a Sammie Burger?  Salmon. Not the fresh kind, either. Regular ol' pink salmon in a 14.75 oz can.

I champion very few canned goods due to the high salt content. However, according to Consumer Reports, a USDA study found slightly higher levels of two omega-3s in canned pink and red salmon than it found in fresh. It's a trade off.

You can use the pouches. Make certain to check measurements. The canned fish recipe uses 1 cup of breadcrumbs but the pouch needs only 1/4 cup, for example. The pouch recipe is available on Chicken of the Sea's website.

Gruff's Tips
Brands:
There are several brands of canned salmon. I do prefer Chicken of the Sea. Any brand will do provided you have at lease 14 oz.

Drain and flake:
Nearly all canned salmon sold in America is already …

JULY 4TH: where is it?

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Happy Independence Day, pandemic-riddled America!

We won't be holding any public celebrations in Toronto this year. Jefferson County has more than eighty confirmed cases. The city won't take any chances. No fireworks show at the school stadium.

It's a shame, really. Although we will have fireworks (set off from the cemetery; how fitting), we won't see a lot of people coming in from surrounding areas.

This also means we won't have our backyard vantage point. We live on a stone's throw from the stadium itself. Every year, we sit back and enjoy the vibrant show.

As we won't have any, enjoy some snapshots from 2018.






My Dad watched last year's show. It was his last. Part of me regrets not sitting outside with him. I remained indoors to stop our dogs from panicking.

Dad loved the displays. He could name each pattern. I suppose it took us both back in time, to my childhood and Disneyland. Back then, he lifted me onto his shoulders and I rested my chin on his …

GARDEN PONDERING: the weeds

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I seriously wonder why I occasionally blog. These things fell out of fashion a long while ago, right? Meh. I'm old.

So, without further ado, I present the weeds marring our backyard.

(Other than the dog pee.)

WHITE CLOVER
Our first guest is Trifolium repens, better known as white clover. Technically, it's a member of the bean family (Fabaceae).
It's an evasive little brat that invades my flower beds. It's happy to tuck itself under just about everything.
I take solace in the fact that bees love the flowers. I like to think I'm doing my part to keep the honeybee population thriving.
And, to be honest, it really is good for the grass according to Gilmour's "6 Lawn Myths Busted" article:

"As a natural lawn fertilizer, clover adds nitrogen to the soil which benefits surrounding grass plants. It's also green, hardy, and drought tolerant. It out-competes bad weeds and it grows well in shady spots."


COMMON PLANTAIN
Plantago major, part of the Plant…

BIRTHDAY reflections

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I am 49 today. I suppose it's one year away from a milestone. Such is life.

I didn't expect to celebrate my birthday in the midst of a pandemic. I didn't think our space exploration programs would be mostly dead by 2020. I thought the shuttle program would have expanded. We would have a cure for AIDS and cancer by 2020, naturally.

Surely, we'd see a united America working together to make our nation great.  Not Trump's idea of "great", but that swelling pride we all occasionally felt when America did something spectacular - putting a man on the moon comes to mind.

I need to seriously buckle down on my efforts to square us away. By 50, I want to have my own house again. I want Better Half and I to breathe a sigh of relief because we're finally caught up on everything. I want to give my husband the best golden years. 65 isn't too far off for him. Well, technically, he hasn't hit 60 yet.

We will make it. We always do. We just have to keep our prio…