Not so sweet Honey bees

That little honey bee problem has not been entirely resolved. I thought if we killed them off when they first entered our domicile, that there would be no bad smell.  They had just arrived in a swarm, and had no time to set up shop. But I guess 30,000 bees , dead, and decaying have an odor.    As they died many fell from the attic  through the light fixture to the floor. About a month ago I noticed a funny smell in that room.  I recognized it.  Yes, it was that dead hive smell again.  Several years ago, we...

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Some Work of Art–

this is the model, but picture it 30 years old, trashed and thrashedToday I drove the big black Tundra to Costco to buy a chair for the office. As I waited for a parking place, I noticed another one and took it. Should have waited. As Seth and I walked across the parking lot I noticed this hideous large van with a camper shell that looked as if it had been parked down by the river for 3o years. I was prompted to take a picture and send it to Talee–let her know I found the van for her to live in. But, I felt funny taking a picture, what if the owner came out and saw me. It was parked not directly behind my truck, but diagonally from it. We went in to Costco, sat in a few chairs, chose the one we wanted, hefted it into a cart and checked out. When we came out, as we approached our truck I noticed a big huge dent and scrape on the rear quarter panel. I looked it over, and then checked the front window . No note. I was very disappointed. I should have taken that other parking place. I should have gone to get those tacos first. I should have stayed home and not bought the chair. Now this would cost $500–my deductible. What kind of people...

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Good Delays

Little Red Riding Hood left Grandmas house. I will miss her pattering around here making little messes. But it was time for them to get back home. They will be putting their house up for sale as well. Yes, we are all going to live in a van down by the river. I thought we would have ours up this week, and may still. But on Sunday the garage door broke. I left for church first, and when Gene came out to leave he found it kind of hanging there, all askew. He thought I had backed into it....

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The Man, the Coyote, the Dog, the Cat, the Fish

In the telestial kingdom, not all animals live side by side. Or should I say, that the wolf and the lamb do not lie down together, nor is it a good idea for your child to play on the hole of an asp or put his hand in the cockatrice’s den. The Dog almost got eaten by two coyotes on her morning walk. Gene, pack leader that he is, had no leash, but managed to fight off the daring aggressive coyotes with a stick and a rock, and yelling at our german shepherd at the top of his lungs...

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When Things Seemingly Go Wrong….

Sometimes when things go wrong, they may be right.I read the book by Enzio Busche, Yearning for the Living God. This was an enjoyable book, easy to read, and uplifting with many stories from his life. As I read his book I learned to be more aware of the hand of God in my life, and that many times, things which seem to go wrong are actually the course that does the most good. For example, last year, Ephraim and I had an interesting experience. He  had been preparing for his mission, one item which included the task of...

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Dog Days of Summer

What does mother Eve do? Today I woke up and made sure my college kids arrived safely from Utah. Actually, I had awaken earlier in the night and checked the bedrooms, found Hyrum in one bed, Arleene in another, and Seth downstairs on the sofa. By morning, I found Hyrum in a different bed, Arleene in the same one, Seth still on the sofa. Yea, Hyrum sleep walks when he is tired. Next I noticed the dog not quite right, and examining her, found she had what appeared to be an abscess, so called the vet and got her...

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At Apple Genuis Bar

I made an appointment at the Apple store. I called my 21 -year old son and asked him if he could do me a favor. I was driving, and I was going to be late. I needed him to log onto the computer and reschedule my appointment to later in the day. My laptop was still in warranty and the inside edge was chipping off. I wanted to get it repaired. What a sweetheart, he set it up for 11 am. I trundle down to the Apple Store and check-in–give the associate my last name “Taylor. ” I wait around at the...

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Monday and Cast Out of Eden

As the Sabbath rolls over to the start of a new week, I am, at my age and time, a little sad to see it over so soon. I would have never felt this way when I was younger. Now, the Sabbath is not long enough. There is so much I wanted to read, family to visit. So many things I did not want to think about or have to deal with–all those things that are staring me down this Monday morning. And that feeling that I need to take action. The responsibilities of life are overwhelming. The uncertainty...

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Paint of the Day

I settle down to write, finding the remains of a can of Red Bull, fizz gone, but being mother eve, have no problem claiming it mine, and not wasting it. I am in the midst of painting. I am painting the baseboards and the doors, and door jams of my home in hopes that I can sell it for a good price. I have been working on this project all week. And the project of “get the house ready to sell” for a year now. Partly, waiting for prices to go up, and partly because of the interruptions of life–like two marriages and visits when my kids arrive with all their stuff. I had been working a couple of hours but took a break to get some breakfast with Hyrum (who arrived with Arleene in the wee hours of the morning), and Seth. Our favorite French Cafe–breakfast crepes for the boys and an almond croissant for me. I have been working on one of the bathrooms, and what a job. Scrubbing grout, painting, reaching around the “water closet” and at the same time, stopping to grade math problems and go over new assignments. This is all part of Home school. Having done that, I see Seth march off with his orders, math book under arm to go do his problems. Back at the work site,I find my place and...

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Pioneer Day–my assigned topic to speak at church–and the part I did not tell

Pioneers, and Pioneer Day in Utah is a big celebration for the church.Sometimes I feel a little left out–but mind you, I do not like parades and women in long pioneer dresses and bonnets. In fact in light of the controversy over polygamous groups as LDS fundamentalists, it is probably not a good idea for us to parade around in the pioneer attire.The Jewish community have some great holidays. We participated in passover with our Jewish friends, and they then wanted to be invited to a Mormon holiday tradition–like passover. I have yet to invite them.Pioneer Day outside of Utah is usually celebrated with a talk at sacrament meeting. Hence my comments today.However, that is not my focus, lest any of you may feel left out that you do not have Mormon pioneers akin to the handcart company, or its rescuers.The stories we know about are the ones that are told over and over again. Some are church wide, such as the Martin and Willie handcart stories, some are personal. (my ancestors followed the handcarts in the Hunt/Hodgett wagon train)We each have a story.But they need to be remembered. They need to be written down. The hand of God is in our lives as we pioneer through this maze of an earthly life. We all have trials, troubles, joys and sadness. We have miracles in our lives, but often...

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Vacation

I just got back from my little 12 day vacation.Two days were spent driving. Is that vacationing? Sometimes I enjoy a road trip, good scenery, a good book to listen to (this time The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins), good company. We brought our dog along and she rode along in her kennel in the back of the Tundra. This is a nice truck, it is a 2007 black Tundra, 6 speed, biggest engine you can get, and is the Cadillac of trucks. It has a back seat as well, and Seth occupied that space. We have navigation, and bluetooth, leather seats that are heated (not needed this time) and not too bad on the gas mileage. I decided to go to Utah for the birthday celebration of my 14 year old. Staying home, the last child of five, for his birthday did not sound too fun to him or me. Since all the family is in Utah except for my 3rd son, we headed up there for this “vacation”. We hit hot weather on the drive up–about 106 degrees in the desert, and my “mother Eve” tendencies kicked in and I began to worry about the poor dog in the back of the truck bed. After a little ice water and continually monitoring the temp gauge, I squeezed her into the cab for a few hours–fur and all. German Shepherds are...

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Connections

In response to B’s blog– impressive assistance–I remember a good assist as well. I was driving home from my mom’s with my then three little sleeping kids in the back of our Toyota Previa. It was about nine o’clock at night, and dark, and I was driving south on the 5, when I got a blowout. This was a surprise, as I had never encountered any type of flat tire in all my driving. We had just come up on an area called Boyle Heights, which is one of the worst crime areas in Los Angeles, right by LA County Hospital. I slowed down, pulled over to the shoulder and drove along until I came to a call box. Now this was before the time of cell phones, probably about 1988. I had this big navy blue down jacket, and I put it on, pulling the hood up as well, so no one could see that I was a girl, and slid out of the mini van to place the call. I had never used one of those call boxes and was surprised that it was not a telephone. It went directly to some operator, and I could ask her to call someone for me. So, thinking that I was closer to my moms than my home where my husband  was, I had the operator call her, and my...

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There’s a Raven in my home

Yep, one more pet rescue. I guess it was not a pet, but a wild baby raven rescue. Seems my husband and my dog found it on the trail, on the ground, and thinking it needed rescuing brought it home. It is kind of large for a baby bird. It is in the dog’s traveling kennel, as you can see from the picture, (here in the back of the truck). Sunday it was there, went to church with us you could say. In fact I ducked out of the last hour of church and found it cawing. No, crows caw, ravens snort or have a deep croak noise. My husband speaks raven. Kind of embarrassing for mother Eve, but nonetheless, part of the fun. This is not the first time we have hand-fed a rescued member of the aviary community. So, Gene knows what to do. Boiling up eggs, mash them with water and feed them to the open-mouthed youngster (via some sort of plastic syringe used for delivering medicine to babies, or vet meds to your dog). My husband says the bird is always surprised and happy to find a mouthful of nourishment. We have rescued owls, hawks, pigeons, a cockatiel, and have actually purchased quail, canaries, chickens, finches… They have all made it back into the wilderness. But they are messy. In the past they have been...

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High Heels

I never wear high heels. I grew up in the 70’s and had kids in the 80’s. HIgh heels were not part of the deal, instead we had birkenstocks, earth shoes, the natural look. So, as I prepared for my son’s wedding, I looked at the possibility of a high heel. I was planning on wearing the same skirt as I wore four months earlier at the wedding of my other son, and so I thought it would be fun and sexy to have a pair of black, high heels. By chance I saw some by Guess, half price and trying them on, decided they were ok, not uncomfortable, and bought them right off the bat. I wore them on the night of the reception, for maybe 2 hrs tops. Then I had to give in to comfort, and went with my black rainbows. That was about 10 days ago, and now I see that I have this lump on the bottom of my foot in the arch–in fact I see it on both feet! Well, I worry about it, wonder about it, and make a drs appointment. Today I searched the internet today, it looks like I have plantar fibromatosis. Hmmmm…….not serious, but no cure either. Of course they do not know why or what causes it –but I do. High heels on a menopausal woman that only...

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Remaining Calm In The Eye of The Storm

I have been working on “being calm.”  I consider this to be a great attribute–to be calm in the face of the storm.  Besides it is healthier–blood pressure stays low, less wrinkles scowling — and I believe that there is a power in being calm, that you can help everyone around you who is starting to melt down, just by being the one calm person.  Sometimes, it is almost a game for me, to see if I can remain calm when one of my kids or husband is beginning to “lose his cool.” Last night, I dropped Gene off at the airport for one of many flights that is part of his work.  It was a late night flight.  He arrived and I had reserved him a room in a new place.    He had to take a shuttle, get a rental car, the whole deal.  I  called him about 11:30 pm ( 12:30 am his time) and sure enough he was lost.  We have iphones that are perfect for everything–you can map your destination and have it locate where you are.  So I was trying to talk him through the “how to use the map function” and he was  getting frustrated.  I remained calm, as I could see he was tired, and could not get the map application to work, so I pulled out my laptop, got his location...

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Neighbors–the luck of the draw

I have some very good neighbors. That is not always the case. But my neighbors are the best.I have lived by these neighbors for over ten years, and they have seen my kids grow up and a few of them get married.These neighbors have never complained about a trash can left out a few days or the many projects that my research oriented husband has built in our drive way.They are accepting, tolerant, and kind. They are my friends.Sandie has two kids, still elementary age, and I guess actually, I am the old timer on the block, with five kids, four of which are 19 and older, and now only the 13 year old is home. We crammed all five kids in this house, which was kind of tight, even though it has four bedrooms. This is one of those California tract homes, not much square footage, and the laundry room is really the hallway to the garage. Sandie has the same model, and she is always upgrading in some new way that expresses her individuality. Last week, as I was working in my garden, I could hear her working on a project in her garage. She had decided to save some money by distressing a large piece of hardwood that will be added to her living room. She had this big chain and she was flogging the wood in...

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Never tell me the odds

When in financial distress, I do not look too closely at the numbers, just enough to kind-of budget my money for the month. I know that without faith, man can do nothing, especially me, and since faith and fear or worry cannot exist together, scrutinizing the odds will often cause me to worry, and then, out the window flies my faith. So, in times of trouble, which seem to be always, I pay my tithing, having faith that it will all work out, and miraculously, it does. But if I did the numbers beforehand, it would definitely look bleak, and often impossible. This is a quote from the movie Star Wars, The Empire Strikes Back—Han Solo is about to take the space craft into an asteroid field to make his escape. (a character much like my husband–we’ve been in an asteroid field for years at a time) C-3PO: Sir, the possibility of successfully navigating an asteroid field is approximately 3,720 to 1. Han Solo: Never tell me the odds. I often misquote it, I will say, “don’t give me the numbers.”  Actually, I think my husband said it first, and I was definitely playing the part of C-3PO. I am the realist, he is the optimist–so much that he sometimes calls me the pessimist. Yet, I have learned to live by this rule many times. P.S. I often misquote things,...

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About this Eve….

contact: deila@eveoutofthegarden.com I was born on Valentine’s Day. ​ So I have always loved red and pink hearts, cupids, heart shaped sugar cookies with pink frosting, silly, cheap valentines that come in boxes, making valentines with ribbons and lace, flowers,  and of course–  expensive chocolates.  It is also special because back in 1976 I received a box of sees candy (hand picked, all my fav dark choc) and two yellow tulips left at my doorstep, with a little hand scribbled note, “happy valentine’s day, gene taylor”, a guy I had met earlier that week in the quad at Occidental College, and later married.  I loved school and I still love to learn. I wish I could study in several different fields. However, in college I chose biochemistry and in graduate school I studied pharmacology and nutrition. I grew up in the era when women were being told that they needed and could do more than just be a mother. That was a strong drive for me. And I wanted to be a doctor. I had planned on leaving my kids with babysitters and had even asked my sister if she would be interested in watching my kids, so that I could be “more than just a mom”.  After interviewing with a female doctor, and talking with her own daughter about how she was raised by several nannies, I chose not to...

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About me

    I was born on Valentine’s Day. ​So I have always loved red and pink hearts, cupids, silly, cheap valentines that come in boxes, making valentines with ribbons and lace, flowers, and of course– expensive chocolates. In 1976 I received a box of Sees candy (hand picked, all my fav dark choc) and two yellow tulips left at my doorstep, with a little hand scribbled note, “Happy Valentine’s Day, Gene Taylor” a guy I had met earlier that week in the quad at Occidental College, and later married. I loved school and I still love to learn. I wish I could study in several different fields. However, in college I chose biochemistry and in graduate school I studied pharmacology and nutrition. I got my master’s in Education while in my 50’s. I grew up in the era when society told women that they needed and could do more than just be a mother. That was a strong drive for me. And I wanted to be a doctor. I had planned on leaving my kids with babysitters, had even asked my sister if she would be interested in watching my kids, so that I could be “more than just a mom”. After interviewing with a female doctor, and talking with her own daughter about how she was raised by several nannies, I chose not to go on to a medical career. I...

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