Fixing the Commenting Issue (how to)

 It appears I'm not the only one with the issue

of not letting me comment on other blogs (or even my own!)

without being annon or typing in my name and url.

I think I got it figured out so thought I'd share.

Up here in the corner,

you should have your little picture in two spots.

Like this

The bottom one indicates I'm signed into blogger.

The smaller one above it is where it shows that I'm signed into google.

I didn't have that smaller one when I couldn't comment. 

Do you see the 3 little dots to the right of the smaller icon?

Click on those 3 dots and this drop down should appear.

When that drop-down appears, click on settings.

That will take you to the magical screen that causes the issue.

Here is where I found my issue.

My search engine, default browser and start up were all different.

I'm not sure I've cured it 100%, but at least I can be signed in now.

I had 3 different default browser addresses listed

and no search engine selected.

Then in start up,

I made sure it had the google address.

Now when I start my computer, it asks who is using it

and I can click on my image and name and it signs me in.

If I did anything else, it was on accident, and I don't know what it was.

Hope this helps~

 

But It's a Good Tired

 You can find me in the garden ~

Well, this is a garden too, heehee.

Where to start?

I guess by sitting down for a moment.

I've been on the go.

Between work and regular home activities like

cooking and cleaning, etc. in addition to

getting the garden in and trying to clean up after winter,

it's been fun.

The summer kitchen is a hot mess.

I've somehow amassed a collection of items that require repair.

How does that happen?

I have just about everything planted.

I think there is one cuke waiting for me.

We've been eating radishes, and the lettuce is looking promising.

We have new planter boxes this year.

They are now all planted, but you wouldn't believe 

what it takes to fill each of those things.

Photo bomb curtesy of Ness as well 

as wood chips from filling the bottom half of each one.

I have a huge pile of pots to scrub but that's another story.

This past weekend,

we hiked 9 miles and equivalent of 74 flights of stairs.

We went back to our old hunting ground

which is where the first photo was taken.

We were looking for morels.

We didn't find any, but found 7-8 lbs. of calf-brain mushrooms

which are Hubby's favorite so he's happy.

We've been fortunate so far this year.

It's been a mild spring, and we've enjoyed occasional rains.

Last year, it seemed like the sun came out from its winter's nap and turned to triple digits immediately.

So, we are thankful everyday of this real spring.

This isn't a long post, but I wanted to let you all know

what was going on around here.

I need to snap some real pictures with or without 

feline assistance and share what's growing.

*Also*

I am having troubles leaving comments on blogs.

It says I need to sign into Google

which I am already signed into.

If I click on the button to sign in, 

it takes me back to the home page of my blog.

For some there is a drop down, and I can type my name and url.

Others won't let me at all.

I might try unfollowing and re-following 

to see if that does anything.

It really is discouraging.

If any of you know of a fix, please share in the comments.

It seems like there is something in privacy settings

that needs to be switched on,

but I can't remember what.

Tools Are For Using

 Have you ever had something occur

multiple times within a relatively short period of time

so much so that you took notice?

Well, over the past couple weeks, 

there has been a trend that actually irks me a little

(or a lot but I'm being nice here.)

I had a birthday recently and the day of my birthday,

Hubby took me to a Vintage Peddlers event

and a couple estate sales.

This was nice on multiple accounts.

First, everyone seemed so happy to be back "out."

These were the first of such events in two years.

So many smiles that are no longer hidden.

It felt good to hear clearly and see those smiles.

Secondly, I did find a couple goodies.

I've been on a book fetish for about the past month

and found 4 or 5 new to me books.

"Household Manual" is C. 1874 and lists opium 

as a treatment for various ailments.  

It's intriguing, but I probably won't use that advice.

I also found a new piece of cast iron that intrigued me.

It's a Scotch pot so has a rounded bottom.

I use cast iron almost every day so it's not like it won't get used.

The rounded bottom is for porridge and broth and

things that have to be stirred constantly so they don't scorch.

While researching this, I came across a beautiful old cauldron

that was advertised as having holes already drilled in the bottom

so it was ready for planting.

They ruined it!  Blasphemy!

I already have a cauldron and have used it a couple times.

I love it and consider it a very valuable tool.

Another thing I found extremely reasonably

was this cultivator.

Never mind the feline photo bomb.

The metal is in surprisingly good condition.

As I told the lady I wanted it and was paying for it,

she said it will look lovely in a flower garden.

I minded myself and thanked her nicely.

It has a purpose!

It is actually an adjustable dual cultivator.

I've ordered new handles and will condition the metal 

when I replace the handles. 

After that, I will use it in the garden. 

It is such that I can weed on either side of a row with one pass.

Then lastly, I found a couple little old iron trivets.

I washed them and want to put little tabs on the feet prior to using them, but this is the kicker.

My own mom ~

Oh those are cute.  Are you going to hang them on the wall?

When I answered rather like a crazy woman

that they were a tool not an ornament,

and why do people want to use tools as decorations,

and maybe more people should be working and using tools

rather than decorating things.

She laughed at/with me.

(I was not mad, just in a comical rant.)

It has made me think though.

Maybe this really is part of what is wrong with today.

I am aware there are many blessings in every day.

Please don't think I am not thankful for them.

Even the above scenarios,

I am thankful they were brought to light.

Maybe, just maybe, we tend to see others

for their decorative qualities rather than their real purpose.

If we can get past the goofy hair style

or the old fashioned clothes or the way they speak,

maybe we can see the real purpose

of them as a person.

I am as guilty as the next person.

I am not into colored hair or trendy fashions

so tend to think a certain way about those who choose such.

It's no more right of me to think my way

than it would be for them to think whatever they might of me

with my silver strands standing among the others

 just like they belong there and my work clothes that even 

when clean have stains and occasional frays.

If we can put our biases on hold for a moment or two and listen to what others say or to what kindness they might mean

then we might at least get a glimpse of them as a person.

We don't have to like everybody.

With all honesty, we most certainly won't like everybody.

That's okay.

It would however, be nice if we didn't automatically

peg them to a wall, drill them, or put them out.

We can treat them as we know we should.

Even if we don't have use for their purpose,

someone might come along who will give them a handle or two

and help them live to their purpose.

 

Something or Nothing Important

 Hello Friends~

It's nearly the end of March.

That seems a little unreal since we just celebrated

the arrival of the New Year.

The days are getting longer no matter which time

they choose to call it.

It certainly is a true spring.

One day it's freezing and the next is sunny.

For the past two years, I've had very few blossoms

on my lilac bush which is directly out the kitchen

window as it should be.

I figured out a little too late last year

that it was due to being so dry.

I've been keeping my eye on it this year.

And of course so far we've had decent precipitation.

I'm not complaining about that as I'm looking forward

to seeing and smelling those amazing clumps of beauty.

This past weekend, we ended up getting a new rototiller.

We meaning Hubby.

Then he "played" with it most of the day Sunday.

We had so many weeds after last year's heat dome.

Our grounds that we till are all nice and clean now.

Now, we'll just have to keep them weed free.

Then of course it will be planting time.

It's always so exciting when things go in the ground.

It's a true season of hope and expectation.

As we place that tender little green in the dirt,

we can almost taste the delicious fruits and veggies.

Isn't that how it should be?

We should see promise in more things.

Last year, on a whim (shame on me)

I bought a little greenhouse on clearance.

I am now glad I did.

I'm having so much fun with it.

Now I want a bigger one (oy!).

I have my peppers: jalapenos and Anaheim,

tomatoes: three varieties, sweetpeas, hollyhocks,

balsam, cabbage, broccoli, and some herbs.

I've enjoyed watching the little seeds emerge and spring to life.

It seems almost silly that one can be excited over

such a little event.

Then again, it seems silly that one wouldn't be excited

for such a happening.

It's the silly little things like a sprouting seed 

or a bulging bud about to burst open 

that bring so much joy to life.

The big events are going to happen.

They refuse to be ignored.

But the little things that cost nothing and happen quietly

can lift a spirit if only they are noticed.

Those little unimportant things are really significant.

As we progress into spring,

I'm trying to take my own advice 

and minimize screen time.

In winter with the long evenings,

it's easy to justify when it's dark and not much is happening.

There are things I want to do now with longer days.

Also, there is a lot that I don't think is healthy right now

or maybe just not healthy for me.

There are so many living in fear, in anger, or in naïve bliss.

Just because the weather is stormy in one area of life,

doesn't mean it can't be sunny in another.

Just as a blizzard is blowing in one place and

in another the warm rays are tanning bare feet.

I feel like I need to find peace in those sunny spots of life.

So if I'm not around making lots of comments,

please forgive me.

Sometimes, I need to listen more than speak

which is the opposite of much online interaction.

I'm here.

I'm living.

I just have to catch my breath

and find some peace in nature.

Doing simple tasks with no interference or interruption

has become a rarity.

That's part of what I'm seeking - 

that completion of thought.

That's the peace I'm looking for right now.

I hope that makes sense.

Until next time~

enjoy this beautiful spring.

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