Showing posts with label Fish Tanks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fish Tanks. Show all posts

Sunday, November 2, 2025

Vulcan


  Vulcan, my Samurai Betta, is so awesome. He shares my beautiful Roman tank with four black neon tetras, a couple of frogs, and two enormous emerald cory cats. It's hard to believe that my first samurai, Tam Lin, a white one, had only lived a couple of days, and I thought I'd never get another samurai. That was when I had my cube tank in an outside corner of the house. I have no problems with it since I moved it. Julius has been sharing it with Oscar and the Glo cat, Govinda. I still have Lennox, my Black Orchid, in the Druidic tank. He's a killer though, alone with the rabbit snail, The March Hare, who seems to be working out. 

Beautiful Betta

  I'm working on Hot Blood. Brother Norton has become something of a local celebrity with his newfound falsetto. He was neglecting his housekeeping duties, so the abbot had him helping with the sheep. He lost two lambs. The Lancaster doll show is today. I hope we can make the early bird. I'll try to get a video, but no promises with my new computer, a purple hp laptop that I really like. Anyway, I just had to try to snap a picture of Vulcan napping atop the mossy driftwood. I actually reviewed Samurai Betta at PetSmart I love them so much. I will be there tomorrow with my ten dollar scratch off coupon getting Arthur a harness he can't chew up. Lucky, he doesn't wander off. He chewed up his Buddy ID tag. He also loves eating paper and notebooks. Guess Sir Arthur Conan Doyle wasn't such a bad name, although Houdini would've been better. 



Tuesday, August 26, 2025

Dreams 8/26

 8/26

  This dream starred the actress Anna Kendrick and Bobby, one of my grade school friends. We were interviewing to teach at a small complex that consisted of three schools. The oldest was also the smallest, constructed of stone; it might’ve started as a church. The other two were more recent, probably from the fifties and sixties, and made of brick. The three were huddled together. The room where we were interviewing was nearby, but not in any of the three schools. Anna thought that the oldest stone building was really posh and historic, I agreed. I had a big wedding portfolio with a couple of homemade linen calla lilies tied together with a bow. The artist’s, Lois, business card was affixed to the inside back cover. I think we all got the job because I was sitting in the passenger seat of Bobby’s car. He said that we should have a celebratory drink, something feminine like white wine, and I laughed and said that the occasion called for whiskey, brandy, or scotch. There was a garden party at night, and Anne Rice was the entertainment. She was dressed half naked like Cher. Her long cone plastic skirt was transparent, and she wore white hot pants beneath her matching bandeau top. Young and slim, her hair was cut into a bob. Her song was atrocious. Everybody agreed, just awful. Was it French? I don’t know, but it was bad. I was setting up my classroom, both Anna and Bobby were there. There was a paper flower hanging by the clock. That’s when I woke up. It wasn’t a bad dream.


Dana's Dreams


Dana's Dreams Two


In the works: Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog

Sunday, August 24, 2025

Summer Harvest

  There are as many little ones still on the vine in both the front and backyard. The fish tank water has produced some monsters, twice as big as any you ever see at the grocery store. This is only my second big gourd harvest ever. I don't know why I don't get them every year. I don't think there are any pumpkins or squash this year either, just gourds. Some of them are so big that I thought they were yellow and spaghetti squash, but they aren't. 

 

Sunday, July 13, 2025

Dreams 7/13

   7/13

  Couple of dreams this morning in spite of the native DRUMS that bang out the same beat every Saturday: I awoke with my head banging in time. Frankie was going after the Vampire Lestat doll. First I dreamed about having tickets for a dog show. I woke up, that’s why I can’t remember much more. 

  The second dream was much more in depth and starred my brother. I had several enormous aquariums. One was separated three times. My brother noticed two male Bettas in the left hand portion. There was a little black girl, here, in the dining room with me. She had her hair pulled back into a curly ponytail and wore a yellow and white checked sundress. I had repotted a tree and had a big empty black tub full of soil. I put a yellow and white crocheted doily in it. The little girl was helping me water it with water in a plastic gasoline jug from the back garden. Meanwhile I had caught Julius, a stars and stripes Betta, in a mesh bag that also contained some dwarf frogs and green plants. I was looking for a place to put him, away from any other male Bettas, but was having a hard time. I had a lot of Bettas.


Dana's Dreams


Dana's Dreams Two


Thursday, May 15, 2025

A Peony for Lennox


   Lennox gets the first peony because he is getting medicated for his third bout of Ick. He'll be alright. I catch it very fast with him because he is so black. He had two white spots on his face yesterday afternoon. They are gone, but he will still get two more treatments and a water change on Monday. I love Lennox. Julius says hello too. 💮

Monday, May 5, 2025

Beautiful Betta Book on Amazon


   Beautiful Betta on Amazon

Available for Kindle soon to be released in all formats Beautiful Betta is more than a memory picture book. It features poetry, fish stories, forty years of fish keeping and tips. 

Friday, May 2, 2025

Beautiful Betta

  I'm starting another book, Beautiful Betta, it's not going to be just a picture book; I'll share my forty years of experience with them. I realize I'm working on too many things at once and have to focus to finish, but I'm moody and work well with chaos. 


 

Druidic Cat Nap