[I went today to the herb sale mentioned in this 2018 post. Sadly, it was canceled for two years in a row due to the Big C.]

OLD LADIES, like so much else, are a thing of the past.

Yes, old women still exist in large numbers — and more are on the production line. But old ladies are a dying subcategory. An old lady doesn’t belong in the modern world. There are many reasons for this. For one, she has a lousy resumé. She reached her maturity before the hey day of women’s liberation. She has lived in relative chastity and has mostly flourished in her domestic sphere. She dresses modestly and with femininity. She wouldn’t be caught in a T-shirt, tight jeans or designer eyewear; it would never even occur to her to wear these things. She has never had plastic surgery, typically does not dye her hair or wear make-up. An old lady is not aggressive or sexy or avant-garde. Her reticence has no place in this dog-eat-dog, materialistic, feminist universe. That’s why you see less and less of her.

In my experience, two places continue to be reliable for sightings of this nearly extinct species: book sales and plant sales. Their labor at these events is essential and unremunerated, a fact which points to another significant quality of old ladies: they possess more time and leisure than the current pace of things allows. In that sense, they are true aristocrats.

Old ladies belong with books the way fishermen belong with the ocean. Books are often wise and they take patience and time to catalogue and label for sales. Old ladies often possess an alternately passionate and tender affection for plants, an affection cultivated over many years. They naturally belong at plant sales too.

An old lady who is an herb lady is a special being. Erudite and earthy, she radiates the wisdom that comes from close contact with some of nature’s supreme gifts: the fragrant herbs of the field, cultivated for thousands of years and famous for so many culinary and medicinal uses. An herb lady has often read the earth itself. She has a sensitivity to beauty (a useless, unmarketable sensitivity to beauty is a characteristic of all old ladies.) She will work for hours to sustain the delicate and evanescent scents and colors of plants, although truthfully most herbs are easy to grow. (more…)

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FRANCIS dispenses more of his manipulative mercy to the LGBTQXYZ+@#$ crowd. Contrary to appearances, this guy is not a nice man. What he says is the very opposite of kindness. It's cruelty disguised as sentimental charity. Warning:  While Novus Ordo Watch is scandalously wrong in supporting the renegade traditionalist movement, it has many good articles about the heresies of the Vatican II Church.  

BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS here on the symbiotic relationship between fetus and mother: When pregnant, the cells of the baby migrate into the mothers bloodstream and then circle back into the baby, it’s called ‘fetal-maternal microchimerism.’⁠ For 41 weeks, the cells circulate and merge backwards and forwards, and after the baby is born, many of these cells stay in the mother’s body, leaving a permanent imprint in the mothers tissues, bones, brain, and skin, and often stay there for decades.  

  

ALAN writes:

The worst day in my life occurred twenty years ago. It was the day my mother died.

She grew up in the 1920s-‘30s. Only rarely did she talk about those years. She remembered the very hot summers of the 1930s and how few toys children had to play with then. She had fond memories of being taken to visit an aunt and uncle at their home in the small coal-mining town of Pocahontas, Illinois, in the 1920s, when “Aunt Rosie” would select an unlucky chicken to be made into Sunday dinner. She also recalled leaving high school in order to get a job to help support the household.

But I believe the hardness of those years helped to determine her character. Pettiness, meanness, neglect — she never knew what those things were because there was no trace of them in her character.

She carried with her throughout her life a perfectly-calibrated measure of proportion and perspective and the interior restraint that prevented her from doing anything to excess. Moderation and self-discipline were built into her character. She never aimed too high. She never sought or expected something for nothing. (more…)

I ONCE had a friend many years ago who was raising her daughter alone. She had made terrible mistakes in life. But my friend, whom I met at work, had brought her daughter into the world, was working hard to support her without much help from others and despite being surrounded by bad influences.

She always spoke so affectionately of her daughter and with such concern for her welfare. When they were together she showed her great tenderness and affection.

Her daughter was about 11 to 13 years old when I knew them and her life was obviously lonely. She had no siblings, no father at home and her mother worked at nights. Different babysitters came to be with her in those hours.

Despite all the difficulties, there seemed to be a strong bond with her mother, who worked so hard, and the daughter seemed cheerful and happy.

I guess that is why I was shocked years later when I learned she had moved thousands of miles away as an adult and was estranged from her mother because of resentment over her past. How could this be? (more…)

I HEARD an alarming thud on the front door. I quickly went and looked through the glass.

Laying on the walkway on the other side was a mourning dove, his beautiful, multi-colored plumage splayed around him on the ground like a majestic cloak. His chest was heaving. These were the final moments of his life.

Perched darkly on a branch above was a sinister-looking black crow, larger than I have ever seen before, making me wonder whether it was something else (a raven perhaps?).

“Murderer!” I yelled.

He cawed back at me. A thug, and nothing more.

From the way he adjusted his wings, it was obvious he had just landed after a chase. He had been chasing the dove, causing him to crash into the door. The dove breathed his last a few minutes later. The crow remained on the branch. I’m sure he wanted to rip apart his victim. I picked the dove gently up and lay him in a box.

Human beings do much for birds with bird feeders and bird baths. We try to do our part. But we don’t do a thing really to prevent bird-on-bird crime, which is shockingly common.

I once saw a hawk tear a blue jay to shreds in our backyard. There was nothing I could do. It happened so fast and within minutes there were only a few feathers left. (more…)

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THIS POST from 2011 perhaps offers some food for thought as we see “the endless, feminist hypocrisy” at work this week, after the strange, “leaked” announcement that the Supreme Court may invalidate Roe vs. Wade. The same people who two months ago were bashing bodily autonomy and supporting the destruction of livelihoods for those who refuse to comply are now shrilly demanding the most extreme and radical bodily autonomy — so extreme it involves the elimination of  another person. Feminism feeds on the most blatant contradictions.

Feminism is rooted in a hatred of true womanhood and motherhood. It is promoted with a blazing passion and a feverish hysteria. So many personal lives have been wrecked by this ideology, so many homes destroyed that many people, both women and men, bear an existential wound. They lash out in pain and think the cure is more feminism.

Here is the post:

Writing in the Daily Mail, Amanda Platell berates Britain’s female yobs for binge drinking and whorish clothes. She says, with a straight face, that all this is a betrayal of feminism. Platell writes:

It’s bad enough that so many young women up and down this country dress as though they’re about to do a shift in the local pole-dancing club when they’re out and about on a Saturday night.

Far worse is that, after a century of fighting for women’s rights, they express their equality with men by standing up to go to the lavatory in the street.

How else does she expect the woman of average or below average ability to express her equality, by becoming prime minister?

The professional feminist plunders society and then chastises the lower classes for the resulting chaos in the streets. (more…)

“THE assertion that one religion is as good as another is irrational. It is a first principle of reason that two contradictory statements cannot both be true. If one is true, the other is undoubtedly false. Either there are many gods or one God; either Jesus Christ is God or He is not; Mohammed is either a prophet or an impostor; divorce is either allowed or prohibited by Christ; the Eucharist is the living Jesus Christ or it is mere bread. (more…)

IT IS OFTEN said, accurately, that we are ruled by professional psychopaths, people who glory in lying and manipulating on an inconceivable scale. Donald Trump, Joe Biden, Hillary Clinton, Anthony Fauci are just a few of many psychopaths that have sat in the government. They have no conscience and no remorse about their lies. They are much more dangerous than serial killers. But as society degenerates on an inner level, we are more and more likely to encounter psychopaths in our personal lives. Family breakdown, atheism, militant political ideologies and a highly competitive spirit create manipulative personalities and an unleashed thirst for power and control over others. Tactics used by egotistical or "narcissistic" personalities are discussed here. Despite the psychological jargon, trendy wording and approval of family destruction in this piece (and the immodest image), it accurately describes some common strategies. One tactic is "name-calling:" Narcissists preemptively blow anything they perceive as a threat to their superiority out of proportion. In their world, only they can ever be right and anyone who dares to say otherwise creates a narcissistic injury that results in narcissistic rage. As Mark Goulston, M.D. asserts, narcissistic rage does not result from low self-esteem but rather a high sense of entitlement and false sense of superiority. The lowest of the low resort to narcissistic rage in the form of name-calling when they can’t think of a better way to manipulate your opinion or micromanage your emotions. Name-calling is…

The Lad’s Love By The Gate
— Fay Inchfawn

Down in the dear West Country, there’s a garden where I know
The Spring is rioting this hour, though I am far away —
Where all the glad flower-faces are old loves of long ago,
And each in its accustomed place is blossoming to-day. (more…)

"A client does all in his power to secure his patron's influence and favor. Art thou not weak and miserable in the highest degree? Dost thou not stand in need of the aid and protection of this gracious and powerful Virgin? Dost thou not need the intercession of this Mother of Mercy, to enable thee to find favor with her Son, thy Creator and thy Judge? Therefore I urge thee to render all possible homage to her throughout this month, and make it thy daily endeavor to become more worthy of her powerful intercession." ---The Very Rev. Father Beckx, Month of Mary; 1884  

"OUR fidelity to little things, commonplace duties, is a truer index of love than the acceptation of greater difficulties. It requires great strength of character and solid virtue to do little things well. There is no human applause to be won, nothing to arouse enthusiasm, no consciousness that we are doing something praiseworthy. To be gentle and patient at home, to keep one’s temper month after month amid the friction and petty annoyances which we encounter in our daily life, needs more courage than it requires to perform some heroic act at which the world marvels. All have not the opportunity of doing great things, but all can be faithful in little things, and so merit to hear from the lips of our dear Lord the 'Well done, good and faithful servant; enter thou into the joy of thy Lord.'" — Madame Cecilia, Cor Cordium  

The human heart craves and seeks unceasingly for happiness. Many find but a small measure of happiness in this world, because they lose sight of their eternal destiny— the object of their creation— which is to know God, to love Him, to serve Him, and to be happy with Him forever. “Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with thy whole heart; and thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.’’ (Matt, xxii, 33, gg.) The whole law depends on these two commandments; so Our Lord Himself assures us. The fullest measure of happiness even here on earth is attained by harmonizing one’s conduct with the commandments of God, by doing well one’s duties to God and man; for this means the possession of a peaceful conscience, a clean heart, a sinless soul; and this is essential to happiness." --- Rev. F.X. Lasance Remember: Thoughts on the End of Man, Four Last Things, Passion of Christ, Human Suffering, Humility and Patience (1936)