Tides and time tell-all?

 

Okay, so do I have that right?

Even if my title above is wrong, one might think of the possibility of that nonsense.

Sailers depended/depend a lot on the tides, now charts, and timing was/is everything to them.

But the question still is, how do they tell-all?

Is it a generality or more specific?

The weather has been a fickle mate, so I have heard, and seen it portrayed in real-time and in life!

Something to think about or not...

Why would I speak of this at this time of year?

Cannot you tell?

We are getting closer to HURRICANE SEASON!!!

Just a little over a month away!

Okay, make that 33 days away!

June 1st to November 30th, each and every year!

Thanks, to https://www.accuweather.com/en/hurricane/accuweathers-2021-atlantic-hurricane-season-forecast/924431

Scary once again!!!

And all during a PANDEMIC!

Do you have a plan for in-case?

We all should, you know!

Hurricane preparedness week is May 9-15, 2021!

Information below.

https://www.weather.gov/wrn/hurricane-social-media

https://hurricaneseason2021.org/category/preparedness/

Note by author: "Tides and time tell-all" is incorrect the actual quote I believe is supposed to be, "Time and tides wait for no man." Here I found it, and now it is correct, below...

• "Robert Frost said, "Time and Tide wait for no man, but time always stands still for a woman of thirty." Therefore I invited my friends to celebrate with me, the standing still of time as I turn thirty this year, freezing time in a beautiful and classic moment - an afternoon ball."
• A glorious quote!

More poetic licensing going on here to suit my needs, and it did make for an interesting one-person conversation, hmm?

And so, we must go, for now ...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made. I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,...some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but...as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one! 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

                            3 months................................................3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties...We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in from my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!