it is hard to realize i have been living on land in this lil house now for 5 years. place still doesnot move right. but it is beginning to feel some like home. i miss my dark teak interior and sitting on water with travel and sailing as a part of my life. this sucks. but itis workable. bubba being gone is not workable. the grief never lessens. he was my friend and helper. yes that cat worked. he loved working with me. he loved me and guarded me well. he loved our boat. he chose it. he guarded it well. shredded intruders unless they were formally introduced by me. he got his nickname pinche gato feo that way. worlds most perfect kitty. yes i have 3 others but that is not same. bubba was bubba. i knew he was coming to me before he was born and i was with him until he died. we had adventures. we went places. we sailed on our boat and on opb in gom. he was a good sailor. he even got pooped by a quartering sea in gom. he saw dolphins porpoises tuna sierra/spanish mackerel (liked those with cajun seasoning, pan fried in butter. )he loved marlin, tuna, sailfish, dorado, barracuda –all of it. he didnt like jackfish. he enjoyed sniffing the air in new anchorages until he felt at home.

been in a walking coma since my brother died in 2015, bubba helped me thru that… now he goes and i am again in same state. this is ass. chico da vato still misses bubba. he knew him for 6 of his 8 years. we cry together sometimes. reda doesnot miss anything or any one… well, sometimes me— she was waiting for me at the door today when i returned from shopping. at 3 years of age she is independent teen ager.. punkin is so much like bubba in many ways.. but is orange and white. fights back when bullied by brats. good boy. he is mourning his former human, a lady named cheryl, who passed a week after i got him/. he is still grieving, but is assimilating well into the household. and not one is a sailor. 3 nonsailing kitties. chico was a boatkat, but….. we do have mangos guavas and bananas and pineapples in our garden and beany babies in our bay window… i am hoping the pumpkins i planted actually produce something other than grief.

and i have a tricycle.. and a front basket for stowing kitties who maybe are brave enough to ride with me. this will take some time and planning…..

this year turista season is beginning slowly. very slowly/. there are too many weird rumors in usa and canada about the situation here which is actually nothing to worry about.

so far weather is early dryness and clear skies with humidity lowering daily. dont need ac at night anymore. gringos are trickling in, and life continues. friends daughter had her quince…so beautiful.

it looks like la nina currents came in this may. will be an interesting season and winter. be safe and stay dry.

smooth sailing

so fascist marxist fb has ditched my account permanently. fts. did nothing wrong. just out of the blue no mas.

hell i didnt even cuss anyone or hiss.

so much for that mess.

had some decent groups i ran. too bad i havent them anymore. they made a decent network for travelling.

life is good. now i have to garden and explore maybe even ride a trike and run around, once it gets cooler./ itis sauna and pizza oven at present with a lovely tormenta in progress.

so. wish me luck on not being permaditched. have 1 hour to 48 hours to wait.

update…..got lucky, i guess. Not ditched. Whew.

especially without one’s sidekick. the empty space does not fill.

but we are surviving.. is interesting to see what will occur in the future.

parts of bird are selling nicely but money doesnot come in very fast. but that is ok.

the cats are aging nicely.

punkin is accommodating well. sometimes he even eats. big step forward.

chico wants to climb the mango tree. oops. caught. he does brag while climbing so he is not sneaky about it.

and my last visions with bubba keep spinning in my head. his excitement over smelling the ocean ,,, a constant loop… his refusal to see rafael… yup he sat. not ready mom.

dammit.

chico is losing more teeth. his lil mouf smells like something died in there. dental resorption is not a joke. poor baby. so he gets so he cbd oil..

reda is growing up. getting stronger boss personality every day. and tells me about it.

but chico climbs the tree.. hahahaha and brags on it….

so we have 3 mango trees, 1 big 2 small, 1 guava tree, another platano pup, to make 14??? and they are not platano macho. is some other kind of sweeter cooking bananas.. 2 big bunch are getting closer to ready. couple weeks more for first bunch. month or so for the second. 1 camote…. and my ginger failed.. waah. oh well but getting closer to getting gingers to grow.

some last min tomatoes are doing what baby tomato plants do best–trying to grow… garlic growing, and 3 chile– one i know is chili pequin… looks like this google pic i found. will be cool to learn what kind of chiles i managed to have grow.

i planted serrano without any luck, habanero…. ditto, and pequin, 2 types. this is the other one….

and i look forward to cooking some of my platanos.

i miss the ocean and my boat, but….. life goes on, even without the best first mate and pal ever. he was also best travel cat i have ever known. is a looong trip to moms house without a sidekick or another being in the car,

and i still save to buy this house….

i have a small pineapple growing in one of the pups, and i have 2 mangos from seed, which i am supposedly unable to have done. we will see. hope i am able to see what kind of fruit they will bear. they are offspring from seeds of a hybrid of sweet honey mangos, golden and lovely.

what used to be a bit of a scary time in the boat with bubba are now easy to handle these hope it rains stormlets. here we only need to make sure the patio doesnot flood into the house. i donot like floods. haha. and we check bathroom ceiling for roof leaks. we do have one. is getting bigger. tomorrow the concreta guy comes to let me know what we need to do when we can do it and how much i will need to pay out.

this lovely rain didnot last long.. but it did come down nicely. i will check how much i caught in the morning. this was a 1 hour storm. usually tormentas last 2 hours to 4.

the wind is shredding 2 of my platano leaves… . i didnt realize my banana trees would grow quite this beautifully tall. and more so… the shredding leaves get caught on the drain pipe out of the roof.

we will be trimming the mango tree very soon. it has grown geenormous. is taking over the world.

i harvested some of my sweet potatoes. they need to sit for at least 2 weeks to cure. some are big, some are small. i harvested 6 and there are at least 5 more out there. . will add potatoes to the garden. the soil on that part of garden is really good now. maybe i can mix it with plain brown dirt for macetas for herbs and flowers out front. we have a heavy clay type soil with spots of sandy soil.. those mix nicely for decent growing. i have been thinking of placing concrete blox in front with basil, chiles, and other items, maybe flowers, growing out there.

when it rains here the only sound is the storm. is lovely. but i miss bubu in these. he didnt love lightning and thunder. he really didnt like the boat being pushed over by the strong winds. and the sound of the wind in the rigging scared him . he would lie on my chest until the noises stopped and the rain went away.

maybe i can put pix of the patio trees in here tomorrow….

there is something about medication for hypertension that makes people sicker than before taking. i have reynauds disease and i can keep symptoms at bay nicely …before htn. htn brought a headache i needed to address so i need to take medications which make me have headaches, strong belly cramps the likes of which … dayummm.. and the COUGH from hell. and so many more idiotic issues i didnot endure before these assinine medications meant to lower my bp. and one swells up my feet and ankles, which i never knew before. one gives me funky arrhythmias which i didnt have before taking. so, i am damned if i take em and damned if i donot.

life was so much better before these killer meds i have to ingest. i only want to outlive my gatos. youngest is 2 yrs old. oldest is ..somewhere around 11 yrs. chico is goingto be 8 in dec-jan.

bubba is dead but he sent the orange girl….. her name is punkin. i prolly already said these words before but that is ok

soitihas been over 6 months since bubba died. i am still devastated despite our new addition. bubba was unique and the best family and pal a person could have. he helped me thru loss of my brother in 2014.. helped find issues with boat. if they hi9ssed he found it and showed me where it was. . good boy.

chico is still crying from missing him. reda could almost care hahaha she is a different kind of kitty than was bubba. she is a regular cat. i havent had a regular cat in decades.

house is like boat but no water under dammit. but i do have mangos and guavas and banana trees and pineapples in my back yard. is a lovely jungle. i also have sweet potato growing..and yesterday i put some ginger in the dirt. hope it grows!! my first pineapple harvested itself and i gave the beauty to my landlady,. she loved it. i have been giving mangos to neighbors,. this is fun.

i tried to load pix but i am not able to get them from fone into post. hahahahaha. maybe someday wordpress might make it easy again. has been a while. that pineapple was gorgeous.

seems punkin is a gurlkat. hahahahaha. bubba sent so he could still be my best ever boy. gotta love kats. i have zero idea how anyone could think a gurlcat is a boy. yet she came to me as a boy., i hadto get personal with a strange cat who misses her human who left her amid much confusion and chaos,. poor scared confused girl, to learn this lil fact. she does seem to love me and wont allow me to get too far out of her sight except for my going to stores and such misadventures.

she is accommodating well. heck she even loves me. little does she know i am planning her travelventures.. hahaha poor kitty.

chico has dental resorption issues and is losing trhe 4 teeth just abaft his canine teefs. vet cannot remove the rootsd, they sre toosdtrrong, buthis teefs are nearly gone. he asks for cbd oil when he has pains. he misses bubba so much also, so we have 2 crying kitties for now.

reda bandida macdouche is living up to her names. pretty gurl, getting to know punkin a bit, so maybe i have a good mix of floofs in my house.

now to get to travelling some..

never thought i would be so deeply depressed by the death of my buddy bubba. he was my partner and pal and micromanaged my entire life.

he did send me a baby who lost his hoomom… a precious mc mix orange and white boy of 9 years of age. his hoomom was ambulanced out of their condo and sent north while the family denied the 3 cats humane treatment. so punkin is mine. he constantly seeks his hoomom. she died palm sunday. he will meet her on the other side of rainbow bridge, but until then he is with me. he is full of love and confusion . he claims me constantly and he is with me allover house and patio. he cries and searches for his mom everywhere and watches for her at front door. is so hard to watch. i talk softly to him when he seeks her and cries…. heck i talk to him always anyway. he is gorgeous and sweet.

heck, i still talk to bubba. old habits die hard… oh yeah we had eclipse…..and a pic of bubbas last ride, coming home from my momas after christmas, january 6, 2024… and a cute dirty brat..and the crosseyed sweetie….and punkin. a maine coonmix precious…

i needto assemble the second cat tree for these monsters entertainment

the beat goes on

Carlos Castaneda, Tales of Power – quotes

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The conditions of a solitary bird are five:

The first, that it flies to the highest point;

the second, that it does not suffer for company,

not even of its own kind;

the third, that it aims its beak to the skies;

the fourth, that it does not have a definite color;

the fifth, that it sings very softly.

– San Juan de la Cruz, Dichos de Luz y Amor

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i miss my home i miss my guardian and i miss my ocean.

these were posted before my domain was stolen and i had to change to .org….so much lost then. now i only have lost my boat and cat.

we will restart….. like the bludi phoenix we will restsart just donot know in what medium we will operate