let winter commence

let winter commence

let winter commence

by jeba the hound

let winter commence

with fanfare for the commonality

that is all hear hear

I was driving my young friend Will to school, and noticed the faintest hint of whisker between his nose and lip.  I have not written about Will  and the middle school years, as much as I thought I would.   I have scouted out other’s writings.  For Will’s Mom,  I found  a book by a high school counselor who advises her to give up being a manager in lieu of becoming the consulting mom.  Keeps abandonment at bay.

Also a few books to enlighten her way.

I have given Will books too.

John Stewart’s Earth  has been particularly well received.

One thing I see is that this is a time when these young teens can veer ahead when they find a single passion.   One of Will’s friends started banging out tunes on the piano.  Will started shooting hoops for hours.  Like the hound that I am,  I encouraged Will to join his school basketball team.  (Actually I howled at Will to join the school team.  This is Not a Consulting Stance).   Why? I had seen Will make a flip book of a stick figure making gravity defying hoops  Flipping through, I felt Will’s insides flying.   He didn’t join the team though.

He needed to find a comfort zone from which to jump.   There are cliques in these middle school years that make it for a boy to want to fall.    But once a middle schooler finds a passion, life can get great.  Will’s piano clanging friend switched to art school.  Will  started hanging with the Young Men of Color at his school;  they found color in his whiteness and Will found his basketball uber, and joinied the team.  

I did it my way.  (With us consulting.)

rest with us today

Back and forth. Back and forth. UGGHGGH

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The crab’s taunts were sounding  like  “HELP ” not “HA” .

  WITHOUT CHOICE, I LEPT into the sky…finding myself alone (where are my friends?)

or a pink intestine where I was handed a treat, or was it a trick?

No matter.  I was starving, and I crunched into the  black stick canape.

Hoaaaa, miraculously, the pink sky collapsed Cloud back into her “Cirrus Stratus Spook” costume,

She bemoaned  “I’ll never make the Denmark show now.”

WHOOOOOOO? would do such a thing?

I said,  “OCTOPUS?
UFO said,  “BLOWFISH?
Somebody said,  “THE FLEAS?”

Naaaaah. said the KIDS!!!!

Who was the culprit who had conspired to keep Cloud at home Once and for All on Halloween?

WELL SOMEONE FAILED!!!!!!

UFO said to Cloud,  “Let’s go, “   looked back at me lying in a mess of crabs and said, “Sorry to leave you like this !”

I would truly miss sharing the  black stick eye canapes at midnight with UFO, as was our custom on All Saints Eve.
For the childrens’s sake. 

I jumped into the ocean and swam for North Point where BlowFish was tied up, madder than a matador.

I cut the ropes.

Whatever turned Folly Beach Town upside down  pulled me in LIKE A WICKED WIND.    It was whipping up every moon dust pie in town,  and all of the children lost them that year to somewhere universal.

It was Blowfish was causing a mess.

at COMET, up in the sky.  of Course.

Comet called,  Happy HaLLOWEEN.

BRAVELY,  of course OCTOPUS came out and yes the Show Commenced!  Thank you my friends.

bella makes halloween visit in Folly Town

Love Jeba The Hound.

Flash Animation:  Little Shiva

CLOUD RETURNS

UFO and I headed outside. A putrid pink light  was rimming our world.

Goodness.

 It looked like Cloud being stretched from one end of the universe to the other.  What a funny thought I thought.

No, Not funny.  It was  past time for Octopus’s Act to begin. The sky was rapidly changing from black to pink.

Not funny at all.  Cloud is Coming Back Huge!!!!!!!

she is humongous oh no

OH MY!!!!!!!!!!!!OH MY!!!!!!!OH MY  No……..!

not funny. (but

cool)  Might she burst?

oh my.

NEWSER) – Eighteen dogs went into the gas chamber at an Alabama shelter, but when an employee opened the door to collect the bodies, out walked Daniel the beagle, wagging his tail. Now Daniel is being hailed as a “miracle dog” and getting a second chance at a New Jersey shelter called Eleventh Hour Rescue that heard about his story, reports NBC New York.

“It’s a common misconception that they only gas bad or mean dogs,” says a rep at the shelter, where Daniel is up for adoption. “They gas a dog like Daniel, who has a lot of life and is a good dog.” So how did he survive? “It’s possible he was able to raise his head above the carbon monoxide, which is heavier than air,” explains Daily Intel. “It’s also possible that he is an immortal vampire dog who will live until the end of time.

via Daniel the Miracle Dog Survives Gas Chamber in Alabama.

Way to go Daniel.  Love Jeba the Hound

Or?

I may need a friend.

BUBBA FISH HAS A FUNNY PITCH!!!!!

Darkness rose.  The town lit up.  Bubba Fish sounded the horn.

But the toot was like a tainted vile of medicine.   Trick or treating SHOULD commence.  But  we never begin without Octopus.

The waves were growing erratic.

The children were afraid.

OCTOPUS, are you OK???

To be continued.

wooooooooooooffff!

OR

I''ll be your friend!!!!!

EVEN AMONG THE CRABS there is a sense of FRIGHT.

The Crabs pack up their makeshift Halloween Cafe and vacate.  Their urchin capers and stick eye canapes smelled delicious.    Perhaps MY nap is in order.  I am HERE for rest and recuperation.   I SCAN the skies..   Cloud is in Denmark performing The Spook Cirrus Streak.”   COMET APPEARS,  launches a snare into the ocean.  NO RESPONSE.

pic from Octopus's recent visit to NYC.

I need a friend.

Octopus and Comet had been friends since 163 BC and their history of achieving mischief is well known on Folly Beach.

to be continued.

The headlines were coming fast and furious over the Folly Beach Loudspeaker.

“UFO Landing”

 In the distance I could see UFO distributing her moon dust pies to the townspeople. UFO always came back for the day before All Saints, and she always stayed the night with me.    Ahhhhhhhh Halloween at the beach. The most pleasant weather, the brightest stars, this year Venus was gorgeous, and the wind was slightly wailing moving the howls around.  Even UFO fluttered.

Will I need friends??   YEEEESSSSSSSS.

Or?

I may need a friend.

OCTOPUS SCARES AND FRIGHTS!!   The headlines blared across the front of the Folly Beach Herald, just like every year.  DON’T MISS THE SHOW!

So we were all waiting.

halloween day ocean

Octopus  boomed up and down just below the surface of the great Atlantic.

BUBBBBABOOOM

 Was that Screaming?

 Hi costume: traditional  black seaweed strands tied onto each  tentacle,   painstakingly applied  orange neon glow paint, dug down deep from his dark bottom floor.  Sponge Bob’s sunny world was many seas away.

Apparently Octopus was taking his time.
Guess the unusual howls  and bbbbabooms were no more than…..  OR  were they more?     No matter.  We had plenty to do.

The Crabs were throwing the annual All Hallow’s Eve Party.

early jeba sketch

The beach was humming with their scurrying  preparatory movement.

I WILL need some friends.  If only for the party!  Love Jeba.