Happy Halloween everyone!!
I always miss writing over here! I’m thinking I should probably just throw all things to the side every few days or so, and get over here and write while I’m still on this earth. Who knows, one day this blog might be important to someone. Nah…won’t happen, but it’s fun to dream…
As this Halloween draws near, I can’t help but remember the fun of All Hallows Eves of my past! Halloween was ALWAYS my favorite Holiday. It was the only Holiday that I felt was just for me, (as not even my birthday was) and I always approached it with the intent of complete self-indulgence.
It was the one day that I felt I could be anyone I wanted to be…which was, to me, a time to show another side of who I am that most don’t see! I don’t think they realized what I was doing, but no matter to me…I had a BLAST!
In the old days, I didn’t have a dime, so all my costumes were some odd creation of what I was thinking about at the time using whatever I could find to create it. Regretfully, I didn’t have a camera and film back then so I don’t have any pictures of those lash ups! (Or anything else of those years.) I don’t miss those days of having to develop film! The digital days are much better…cheaper and instant…but I digress!
Not much going on this year where I live. Even the little watering hole I’ve stopped at from time to time is doing nothing. Saddens me that no places in town are doing anything fun for the Holiday.
I’d have a party, but I don’t have anyone to invite up here, so…I guess I am doing nothing. Is this part of getting older? This getting older stuff REALLY sucks! Where did everyone go? Nevermind. I know where they went. That’s the other part of getting old that sucks, people die and people move away. Oops…there I go again getting off track.
I’m thankful and grateful that I had Marc and Jim to play with this year to create The Halloween Visit. I do hope everyone who reads this goes to see it. (Just click the link.) It’s not your typical Halloween video, as The Gallowravens are not your typical Vampires! The making of this video is my highlight for this year’s celebrations. It took months of planning to finally get to the filming part and then to the part I do it all for…the editing. Things never go as planned for me, so, I didn’t have nearly as much time as I would have liked to have to been able perfect some of the effects, however, I think it turned out quite wonderful. There were some things that definitely worked out well. As a whole, I am very proud of the work we ALL did on this. Working with Marc and Jim was a lot of fun and helped to keep things moving forward.
Marc did a wonderful job as Dementor yet again, and he also created a little trailer for us to help get people over to my channel to see it. People don’t like me nearly as much as they like Marc.
They ADORE him, as do I. Here is his trailer video, “Blood Relation (Story of Three Vampires – Trailer)” if you would like to see that too. I know you will read this, Marc, so I want to add a special thank you, brother, for all your love, help, and support in all things and especially in these slightly insane things…ha! I know how difficult it was for you with your moving and upcoming retirement planning, and as if that wasn’t enough, you were sick when you shot your part. You are a true STAR!
Jim Westmoreland, (yes, the actor who started his career as Rad Fulton)
did a wonderful job as Demented. I hope to learn about acting from him since I know nothing and just wing it…poorly! I feel very honored that he joined in the fun with Marc and I. Jim and I do laugh a lot together and this video shoot was no exception. It added another level to laughter which you will probably see in the outtakes (bloopers) at the end of the video. If you are reading this Jim, THANK YOU again! I am looking forward to getting started on the next project!
I did a couple of dress rehearsals for me, as I wasn’t sure what look I wanted. I think I chose the best look for Dementia this year. The red and black wig I had planned on using in the beginning, I thought, made me look more like a Geisha Girl!
It was probably due to the flash hitting that make-up just right and making my face look so white.
I also wanted to decide on a “look” that worked, while getting a bit of practice at it, so it wouldn’t take me forever to get ready. I ended up with the look I had in the video, which took me 2 1/2 hours to do. That’s counting shower, make up, costume, jewelery, and wig just for me! Then it was a few more hours getting Jim ready. I think all the time and effort was worth it for “The Gallowraven” look. What do you think?
I suppose I could drive an hour or so down the mountain to find a place to go, but, that just doesn’t seem like the best plan, so I will be staying home. I used to enjoy handing candy out to the kids, seeing their costumes, and talking with them when I wasn’t out and about. Sadly, no kids around the neighborhood anymore. They’ve all grown and moved away.
I am left asking myself what I should do. Should I do anything? Most likely not. Maybe I will just dig out all the pictures of the Halloweens gone by, have a few drinks in celebration, and remember all the people and places I have celebrated with, along with remembering the spooky, (good and bad), decor of the places I celebrated at…or not…
Back in April of 2010, (April 4, 2010 to be exact) and after what I consider my whole life, I quit smoking! Yep…I did it and it was surprisingly easy this time! I read the book, “
I always liked the smell of cigarettes, despite the fact that they made me sneeze. I think that was probably because I felt some closeness and attachment to my Dad through the scent of tobacco. The memories that the sense of smell can bring to mind are extremely powerful. He was a jockey and died after a horse racing accident when he was 30…I was 7.
I have often wondered if the truth of the matter of why I even started to smoke has to do with that memory and needing to have him around me – that sense of being connected to him in some way…anyway that I possibly could? I’m thinking I could be onto something with that revelation.
I started to smoke on a regular basis, (which translates to, I was addicted to the ritual and started to buy my own cigs), at the tender age of 17. Ahhhhh being 17! The days when I wouldn’t be caught dead with make up nor would I pluck those caterpillers I have since tamed and now call eyebrows! It was all about being natural…a true Southern California Hippy Girl.
Sex, Drugs, and Rock & Roll…it was my life and my lifestyle. Oh the memories. The late 1970’s in Hollywood, when my address was where I parked my car! Yet again, more memories of things I might blog about one day.
I am beginning to view my time living here in the desert as me building a safe cocoon around myself, while I continue to transform, learning more about me and the things around me; what I want, what I don’t want, all the while working hard to get some grasp of how things work in this big, bad, and ever shrinking, world. I’m getting ready for the new and improved me to emerge back into this world armed with a new understanding and jest for life. I know, I’m forever hopeful that goodness, joy, love, abundance, bliss, and all things good in this world will arrive for my lifetime. I figure if I keep thinking that way and working in that direction, soon the thoughts will manifest into the life I’m creating in my mind. I’m almost there, I can feel it. Now, if I could only find the end of the thread on this cocoon to pull and unravel the protective covering and com
plete the transformation. I know, I know…there will be no wine before it’s time, and I am now becoming that fine wine, aged to perfection, or in my case, aged into the fine balance of imperfection.
Maybe that is why I have to be here, in this place, at this moment, to have arrived here, emotionally, mentally, and physically. Maybe this is what all of the searching for “teachers” and mentors in my life, i.e.; the psychics, astrologers, Reiki Masters, Swamis, Llamas, Gurus, New Age teachers, channelers, charlatans, Churches, Temples, Holistic Health professionals, nutritionists, mind altering drugs, philosophers, formal and independent studies, and the list goes on and on during my quest, was about. To get me here, wrapped in this cocoon, isolated from many things, learning, and awaiting the reentry into a new life. I am now not so easily swayed, or bullied, and not nearly as insecure as I once was, nor am I as painfully and cripplingly shy, so all things have and are constantly changing and evolving, including me. It’s now my turn to grab the brass ring, take all the help I gave to others and reclaim it for myself, while dancing off into the sunset to the rhythm of new vibrations from all the gathered information which will take me into the next dimension of my life…becoming who I need to be…ME…complete.
My thinking now is that this will be the completion to the transformation at the end of that reboot, and the unraveling of the cocoon will begin. I plan to stretch my new wings and as they dry, a new me will emerge, rejuvenated, complete, healthy mind and body, confident, and whole. Ill be brand new, from the inside; mind, soul, and body…MY new trinity to keep within for all time and beyond. I just might regain my bohemian lifestyle of being surrounded by artists, musicians, and creative people, with all of us creating something. That will be full circle for me. Perhaps that is just what I need – to go full circle to be able to go beyond. Things that make me go, hmmmmmmmm, as the self-examination, self-realization, rejuvenation, and just trying to figure things out continues, while I work and wait to break out of the this cocoon.
Yes, I survived the completed trip around the sun! It was touch and go there for awhile! I didn’t know if I would make it through the day intact! As I’m sure you have gathered with your keen senses, I did make it through and I’m back to tell the tale. I’d do the happy dance with you all, but, I’m sure you will understand why I’ll sit this dance out.
I’m still upset about my fruit trees! The apricot tree in particular. The apricots were still green, just starting to turn orange and I was all smiles just knowing I would have them for a birthday treat. What’s that saying about best laid plans?? Oh yeah, “best laid plans of mice and men often go astray”, and if they are my plans, you can usually bet on them being lost in some ditch somewhere never to be seen or thought of again. But I digress. Back to the apricots.
I just can’t seem to get this fruit growing bit to work for me. The first year I got the trees, summer of 2009, the trees were young and it was late in the season, so there was no fruit. I was so excited about the idea of being able to go outside and pick 4 of my favorite fruits from the trees; one apricot tree, one white peach tree, one plum tree, and one nectarine tree.
Finally spring of 2010 sprang forth! I was so excited to see the blossoms on the trees and I began dreaming about the sweet fruits I would have the pleasure of having on my tongue in a few short weeks! The apricot tree and the white peach tree had the most blossoms so I was looking forward to picking the fruit! The plum and nectarine trees weren’t doing so well. (On a side note, I know now that what I thought was the plum tree is the nectarine tree and vice versa! I will talk about them again one day…maybe). I’m not a very good at this farming stuff and my “farming” stories are a bit long and boring, but for you, I’ll continue along.
The apricot tree had so many blossoms, I became lost in the thoughts of all the things I will make with all of those delicate orange fruits! I launched a search for recipes calling for apricots; sauces, jams, jellies, whatever I could find. I just KNEW there was going to be an abundance of them. Many more than I could ever pick or eat before they would see the end of their sweet fruitfulness.
The joy and wonderment was quickly replaced with the nightmare of “The Birds”! I made the video, “
This year IS next year and yet again, Plans Astray In Ditch! Yep, P.A.I.D. again!! I just keep paying to the force that is nature! You saw the ordeal with the “Plum” tree which, as it turned out, had wind damage. The winds were so strong they snapped the branches of the white peach tree! What fruit was on the tree either hit the ground or was gouged by the falling branches that destroyed them way before their time.
I left the damaged fruit for the birds and I was able to salvage 6 whole peaches! I had been using the grape Kool-Aid suggestion to keep the birds away, which appeared to be working until the branches snapped, so I stopped using it! I didn’t want to lose those 6 pieces of pure peach gold, so I used the baggie trick on them and they made it through. I savored every bite of the sweet deliciousness of those peaches as I held out hope for the full tree of apricots as natures birthday gift to me as “the fruits of my labors” are realized!
Today, I think I figured it out as I saw not one, but FIVE of these critters running around in the yard, all of varying sizes. I battled and won with the birds this year but it appears I lost to the desert rats!
My tomato plants have died for the most part, with only ONE (which is the one that I just threw seeds from a tomato into a pot) that is thriving. The tomato plant that fell in love with the cactus is still living. It gave me 4 tomatoes so far, with many more blooms. I took him outside knowing that he needs much more sun than what he was getting inside and the blooms were just dying (which I think is due to not being pollinated while inside). I decided to take the cactus out with him so he won’t wilt and die. I’m keeping an eye on both plants to see what happens. So far so good! Bell peppers on the way, a few onions, and a couple of potatoes.