The Eyes of July 4th / Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires

Happy 4th of July in Utah! Where one spark, one tiny piece of a lit firework, smoldering, can and will, ignite our drought devastated state to the ground. Happy 4th of July, Where the skies are filled with a haze
off the fumes from the fires leaving our mountains stained black and treeless. Welcome
4th of July, our eyes are watching you. Only you can prevent forest fires.

The last couple of years, the water distribution into Utah’s rivers and lakes have decrease substantially. Poor results from low snow fall and runoff levels, matter. The water levels in Lake Powell are low. Under 30 feet. The BOR (Bureau of Reclamation) due to revised water level projections, has recalculated and refiled. And determined it necessary to close the motor ramps. According to the Lake Powell Water Database, the levels are dangerous to boaters and can turn deadly to swimmers. The Great Salt Lake is also taking a very nasty beating with the drought. If you haven’t taken a walk out to almost the middle of the lake, you’re missing out on a wild trip. It is an exceptional learning experience. Years ago, Morton Salt had a salt factory out by the lake. Today, the Great Salt Lake has dropped nearly 50 percent. That’s horrible. But, I digress.

It’s not just the big lakes. Let’s look at the other bodies of water affected, the reservoirs that feed to the lakes. The entertaining hotspots if you would. At the damn sites, all’s okay, but further out, is coming in slowly. what used to span miles is inching in closer to the just the middle of the excavated deep damn. We’ll begin our fun spots at Deer Creek. The reservoir is low, at the damn site, itself the depth is 235 feet, located up Provo Canyon in Wasatch County, this reservoir feeds into Utah Lake. The Bureau of Reclamation constructed Echo Reservoir during the depression. It is off I-80 and under construction. Closed. The Strawberry Reservoir is deepest at 200 feet and is great for fishing and camping but leave the boat at home. Without a boat ramp, it’s bottoms into mud, beware. Flaming Gorge is a large lake and reservoir in Utah and Wyoming. The reservoir is in Wyoming at 6040 feet deep. Used mainly as a camping and fishing family spot. Well, maybe it extends but it’s puddles more than lake in the end. Jordanelle Reservoir is a beautiful swimming, water skiing, and fishing lake, up above Heber and Park City and is 220 feet is depth for fast deep fishing and a lot of super overnight stays in a great year, not this year. But, for a water get away, it does have water, but goes easy, it’s just about the only one. And then there are the smaller Reservoirs that are used to hold water for agriculture: Gunnison Reservoir and Delta which are used for irrigating. Unfortunately this year, just like Nine Mile, these are almost gone. Dried up, nothing left for the most part, to feed the cattle in the field or push water down the field water turns. Our once beautiful Yuba Lake flowed full and deep is nothing but a little pond. You can’t replace what is gone, evaporated and not replaced. Without the hand of God blessing my little state, there isn’t enough water to vacation, swim or irrigate. So please don’t celebrate-with fireworks.

Spare the air of ash and haze, keep us free of fire’s blaze. Don’t use fireworks. We have signs posted in our mountains, in our towns, and along our highways, no water, please don’t burn. Please people, for the sake of those living in a drought state, Don’t. Shoot. Off. Fireworks. Keep a bucket with water beside you all the while you are shooting off fireworks. Sparklers are lit matches. Please Refrain, Fires aren’t a game.

Happy 4th of July

Doree

Some Parents are Crying about Masks

Capturing the Pain Suffered from Wearing Face Masks. Parents are Concerned.

Isn’t it great? Everyone’s getting vaccinated. The world is getting back on their feet. Restaurants are opening their doors. Kids are back in school and finishing the school year like it in 2019 the way it used to. Graduations are going on again at Universities and Colleges. Yes! Toss that Cap and cry Hallelujah… You deserve it, so do it.

BUT Wait… we are only Getting There, Let’s Not Throw Everything Away. We’re getting there, we are not there, yet!!!

Gone would be one-hundred percent cured. It’s been cornered and we’re approaching it with a lasso, but we haven’t gotten the disease into a secure facility and locked up under key for good.

Yet, a group of parents (I use this word grudgingly) are whining because their little kids must wear masks in school, WHAA. Too sad. For you. Sit next to me without face covering and You’ll Hear it from me, Loud and Clear. You don’t deserve to decide how I live. I won’t give you that right. Go ahead, strike me.

To all the ungrateful parents that are a member of the “See My Smile,” group that acted like a bunch of ill-behaved baboons and rushed up on the members of the school board at a board meeting and were mad because you didn’t get your way. That is just too damn bad. The State Mandate declares: When In School, or any other group setting YOU ARE REQUIRED TO COVER YOUR FACE! Wear your masks.

Wear a mask. Put it on. It doesn’t hurt. No Pain. My child doesn’t care about your smile, they just want to know that you’re healthy, don’t have a cough and that people are more compassionate towards others.

Doree Anderson/ A masked parent and proud of it.

Charly A came to stay, and may he never leaves us…

Adopted on 3-29-21

This is Charly, he’s come to my home. Instead of this poor little fellow going to the Humane Society of Salt Lake, my husband and I paid an adoption fee. His previously adopted parents put him in the classified after only having him for a few months. His first family took him in as a pup but didn’t have the time for this sweet boy. The parents we got him from didn’t have time for him, so we brought him into our house. We have found in the last few days that the only time we spend with him is… we walk him in the morning, play tug-of-war for a little while when we get home. Feed him and let him sit with us as I write or my husband watches television and/or reads.

Around noon, we take him out for a nice long afternoon walk, play a little tug-of-war with a toy, give him a little attention, and then give him a treat for doing a good job on his walk. Before bed, he goes out and takes care of business, then he goes to bed. Wow, doesn’t feel like much of a hardship, but then maybe something so tiny and cute deserves to be showered with love and attention. We have noticed that he gets stand-offish and shakes severely around deep voices and big people. Barks and growls, it’s pretty sad. The day my daughter and I picked him up, the family we got him from didn’t know if Charly had had his shots. They hadn’t taken him in. So, I took him in and had the Humane Society start his shots from a pup. His hairs matted, so I’ve made him a haircut, shampoo, anal gland check, etc., appointment on their first opening and then he’ll get a Well Dog Check-up with a Veterinarian. I must admit it is so easy to fall in love with these darling little dogs. He is a full breed Papillion. About 8 pounds and small. They resemble a fox one minute and a gremlin the next. They are smart, easy to train, loyal and just plain adorable. Puppies are adorable, but adopting an older dog is easier…. believe me 🙂

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Having Fun With Books

Howdy, I’ve been reading. You’d think I would, right. I mean I write, therefore I should read. And if I’ve read a few fun books, I should share those books with you. So, I shall:

First Book… by Sarah Mlynowski, Don’t Even Think About It. I found more opportunities to chuckle through this young adult book then I have in a while. The concept was really good. (Wish I had come up with it.) Especially in this time of pandemic. Her characters are true to their age and colorful. You’ll fall in love with them from page one. The circumstance is believable and she carries it all the way through to the end. And, no two students are a like, (a pet peeve of mine is to read a resemblance between kids that aren’t related). There is a follow up that I will be indulging in.

Second Book… by C.T. Walsh, Middle School Mayhem Down with the Dance, Austin is starting middle school. That in itself is the pits, but add an older brother who is ‘the man’ and you can begin digging the hole to dump poor Austin in. This older brother Derek, along with a mean principal have it in for Austin and torture him in all sorts of ways. Then there’s Sophie, a pretty little gal who Austin wants to win, and you introduce embarrassment on top of that and these days are just starting. Its a fun read for any kid of any grade. Mr. Walsh has nailed his middle grade characters, school and the life of a student on the head. This also has another book in a series.

Third & Fourth Books… by Sarah Mlynowski, Lauren Myracle, and Emily Jenkins, Upside Down Magic #1 and Upside Down Magic (Sticks and Stones) #2. This is a series of delightful Middle Grade books about a young girl who is working on her kitten shift into the realm of magic of which her family is a part of. Her first test into an elite school, she shifted into not one, but two animals so she didn’t get into the school she wanted. She’s attending another one where her duel animal shifts are allowed. Yet, she and her friends are practicing to overcome their tendencies to flub up uncontrolled shifts. Determination dictates that she retake and pass her admittance to get into the private school where her father is the director. These are cute and easy reads. Perfect books for young readers to enjoy. The characters pop out of the page with their wayward uncontrolled shifts. Each student has different forms of magic and run into unique complications in their control.

***I currently have my nose buried in The Essential Louise Hay Collection. I’ll give you a brief rundown when I’m through. When asked what my hobbies are, reading is always number one.

Take a few and open up a book or two and read. It’s a great way to enjoy a stay-cation.

Doree

Welcome to a whole New Year

It feels like a whole new year, this 2021. Maybe it’s my brain set. And that’s okay. I say whatever gets us through. If we can feel good about a date, I say jump on board. Grab that cord and wrap it, snag the end and brace yourself. Take that ride.

I’ve nailed my goals down. I am determined this year to get two polished to perfection books from beginning -to- edit to published. A middle grade and a young adult novel. I have even put money down on The Write Practice novel in a year program that takes you from idea, to layout, to edit with agents and editors, to publishing. I’ve named it my Get Your Bootie Super Glued to the Bottom of Your Chair. Spread your bottom, extend your pages program. Goal two) I will blog at least once every two weeks. Yes, I know, it will cause major migraines of insufferable pain just attempting to pull something from my tiny mind with tweezers to write, but I’ll find it. I’m sure. I bribe, I cry, I have temper tantrums down to an award-winning performance. Goal 3) Goodreads and I have signed a private contract. Something to do with reading 40 books this year. Oh, and they need to be both non fiction and fiction, and none of this all short stories. Nope, this year, we toss in some actual three or four hundred pages… I know! Right?

I wrote my resolutions in pencil at a specific time for the month of January. This is the 6:00 am exercise M,W,T,F, W1; M,T,T,F, W2, etc. Laundry, Cleaning, etc. I’ve gotten to know myself pretty well in the last 63 years and I pencil these resolutions in because of my tendency to promise myself I’ll stick with them, but things get switched around or dropped off the old calendar usually by month two. But then after a month or two down the road, I’ll recall how good I felt, and that I got through that first month. So maybe… and then I do, re-attempt these resolutions at least twice more during the year.

Here I am at the 3rd of January with a smile on my face, yeah. Join me for the rest of the year and see if we all make it to the end grinnin’, Okay?

Doree Anderson MG/YA Author/Humor

Writer who spreads love through a child’s’ giggles.

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