Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Blue or Pink?

Baby's Due Date:  August 10, 2019.


Baby Makes Four

A new grand baby is soon to arrive,
In only a few more days, we will get a surprise,
Is she a girl or is he a boy?
Will we buy a doll or a truck for a toy?
In today’s world of instant information,
One has to admire the parents’ determination,
With opportunity to learn the baby’s gender,
With patience, they choose not to surrender,
Although I’m tempted to buy a little pink dress,
It would only be an uneducated guess,
A healthy baby is our only desire,
A safe delivery is all we require,
A new addition to the family is such a joy,
We couldn’t care less if it’s a girl or a boy!
Either way, Charles will be a big brother,
And Cassie will once more be a mother,
Ted will be a father of two,
Whether the blanket is pink or it’s blue!
This baby will receive abundant love,
From all of us here and from God above.

Tammy Harvey
Written:  6/22/2019



Tuesday, July 23, 2019

Bladesmithing



Raising three boys, I have had my share of what could be considered masculine television viewing.  Between action-packed movies, sporting events, and various competition reality shows, I have become quite fond of these myself.  One show in particular has not lost its edge (pun intended):  Forged in Fire on the History Channel.  We all still like to gather around to watch the newest episode of this televised competition between bladesmiths around the US.  Some of our other favorite shows have been:  Survivor, Impractical Jokers, Naked and Afraid, Alone, Ninja Warrior, Fear Factor, The Selection, UFC fights, and countless Hurricane Hockey games.
The Forged in Fire television program inspired this poem:   

 Forged in Fire
A competition between experienced bladesmiths: Begins at Round 1,
To Forge a blade within parameters assigned- can it be done?
The clock starts to count down; the allotted time is pressing,
With a nearly impossible directive, there is no time for guessing,
A heavy mallet pounds against molten steel,
Steel, red hot that moves ever so slightly, and yet the bladesmith has zeal,
The steel is plunged back into the forge fire again and again,
The craftsman wipes his brow, as the metal begins to thin,
This process requires patience and persistence; it is not for the weak,
It’s hot and exhausting- a task not for the meek,
I am intrigued with the bladesmith as he forms a shape to his liking,
He repurposes the metal into a blade, with sparks flying from his striking,
Quenched at just the right time, the steel is hardened as it should be,
When a file skates gently down the edge, it is as good as it could be,
The style and shape of the knife gives it its purpose,
Possibly to chop, slice, pierce and skin a dead carcass,
The edge is sharpened pristinely with the grinding tool,
A crafted piece of art- not for looks but performance, as a general rule,
Elimination occurs when the time has expired,
And the judges determine which contestant must be retired,
The handle is crafted next to make a fully functional weapon:  This is Round 2,
Bone, wood, stag or stacked leather are natural choices, to name only a few,
Comfortably shaped for gripping, not too round or too square,
Each crafter produces a knife and the judges compare,
In rigorous testing, to determine strength and durability,
A judge may chop viciously into a solid block of ice to measure fragility,
In turn, a slice test through apples or sand bags tests the blade for edge retention,
But by far the kill test is the most awesome to mention,
A ballistics dummy is usually disemboweled in this particular test,
It seems to be the test everyone likes the best!
Artificial blood spews from the gut and splatters the judge as he attacks,
It is gruesome and sometimes decapitation occurs with just a few whacks,
At this point, the competition eliminates another fine artisan,
And the remaining two are given a challenge that is truly non-partisan,
Round 3:  Back to their home forges these competitors go,
To attempt to craft the historical weapon assigned to them on the show,
In four days, each one returns with a replica of the blade,
Once again, the judges brutally test to see how well it was made,
Ultimately, a winner is declared and prize money is awarded,
You should set your DVR so this show will be recorded!
Tammy Harvey
Written:  6/18/2019



Tuesday, July 16, 2019

Mind Your Manners


Because I Said So

Do this and do that,
Don’t do this and don’t do that,
All mothers have a long list of what their children should do,
“Do your homework; eat your vegetables; say your prayers; tie your shoe”,
The don’t do list is probably even longer; it’s a lot!
Don’t run with scissors; don’t swallow your gum; don’t play in the street, don’t touch that, it’s hot!
Do:  Make your bed, brush your teeth, take out the trash and then…
Tomorrow, go back and do it all over again,
Turn off the tv; clean up your room,
Sweep the kitchen for me- oh, here is the broom,
Barking out orders is what I do,
Without even a please or a kind thank you,
Don’t even :  Backtalk me, whine or complain;
Why do I nag so much?  Let me explain…
Ummm …. Hmmmm …. Let me see,
I’m not quite sure- what could the cause be?
“Mind your manners”, is often my command,
“Do as I say and not as I do” is more my brand,
A recipe for success would be a compromise,
Discipline, mixed with love & grace- now, that would be wise,
It’s not all about the do and do not,
The riches are found in the memories I’ve got,
While it is important to teach them right from wrong,
It is crucial to build relationships that are strong,
“Because I said so” is a good enough reason,
“Because you asked me to” is a whole different season,
I think I’ll leave the barking to my dog,
The croaking can come from the backyard frog,
The children are only young once, why must I be a nag?
I don’t want to be known as a grumpy old hag!

Tammy Harvey
Written:  6/6/2019




Tuesday, July 9, 2019

Angel Among Us


One of my favorite activities is to paint at Wine and Design.  I treated myself on 5/25/2019 (wedding anniversary) by taking a class.  It was so relaxing and gratifying to be instructed on how to create such a  piece of art. My "masterpiece" is pictured below and the experience inspired this poem:

The Painting

I find my seat at the canvas, excited to take part,
The instructor is beginning to speak; I know within my heart,
That this time is special, to create a painting is grand,
As I gently place the largest brush into my right hand,
Gracefully swirling the gray paint upon what once was entirely white,
I am in a peaceful calm, this moment is pure delight,
With the background completely filled, it is time to paint the moon,
Stipple, stipple…  texturing the craters, and very soon,
Painting a black tree trunk with branches that are long and thin,
If it weren’t for the instructor, I wouldn’t know where to begin,
Soft rock music is playing and creativity is flowing like the song,
It is an individual work of art.  There really is no right or wrong.
The roots of the tree are creeping down over a cylindrical mound of stone,
And everyone’s looks a little different- to each his very own,
We paint a body of water in the foreground of the tree,
And a shoreline of large rounded rocks, just above the sea,
Highlights of grays and white gives the appearance of moonlight reflection,
With plenty of guidance from the instructor, our paintings are perfection,
At this point, we have only used white, black and gray, you see,
But a deep purple is now introduced for the leaves of the tall black tree,
Purple and white stippled leaves against the dark night sky,
It gives the necessary “pop” of color that makes me want to sigh,
Ahhhh!  Now that is the finishing touch,
It’s really nice.  I like it so much,
But then I ask the instructor if I can incorporate an angel into mine,
She willingly pencils it in for me…and it looks so divine.
Sitting on the stones, beneath the tree,
A heavenly angel there always to remind me,
Of you!

Tammy Harvey
Written:  5/27/2019



Tuesday, July 2, 2019

Extraordinary Sight


Sign up at Spotthestation.nasa.gov  to get email or text alerts of viewing opportunities for the ISS at your location, weather permitting.  You should give it a try.  It is fascinating.  This is an example of the information provided:

Date:  Fri May 17, 10:17 PM
Visible:  6 min
Max Height:  45 degrees
Appears: 10 degrees above WSW
Disappears: 10 degrees above NE



A Sight to Behold

Did you know you could stand on Earth and watch the space shuttle in flight?
Among the stars, a bright shiny dot speeds through the dark night,
The trajectory, date/time allowed me to stand in my cul-de-sac and view,
An ongoing space mission; a space shuttle, so incredible as it flew,
It was visible to me for an entire 6 minutes as it traversed the sky,
An unbelievable experience that you should really try,
The International Space Station has been orbiting since 1998,
To watch it from horizon to horizon is incredibly great,
On a clear night, just stand and wait, with the right information,
NASA can alert you when and where to look from your location,
Its speed is at least 17,500 mph just to remain in orbit,
It is so intriguing; it is hard to absorb it,
Astronauts in flight every night above our heads,
We don’t acknowledge them, tucked in our soft, warm beds,
The technology that put them there is more than I can comprehend,
It is a small part of your day you might want to spend,
Staring up into space for an extraordinary sight,
The International Space Station as it flies through the night.

Tammy Harvey
Written:  5/18/2019