It’s official. I’m a humorless curmudgeon. Maybe not all the time, but I have my moments.
Thursday, June 29, 2017
Sunday, June 25, 2017
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
Remember that chapter in On The Banks of Plum Creek?
"A cloud was over the sun. It was not like any cloud they had ever seen before. It was a cloud of something like snowflakes, but they were larger than snowflakes, and thin and glittering. Light shone through each flickering particle."
Well. . .
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Sunday, June 11, 2017
I remember in 1978 at our last house coming home at night after my 3 – 11 shift as a secretary in pediatrics at the hospital. With two young kids, these hours worked out well. I only went in two days a week, either Friday and Monday or Saturday and Sunday, which meant I only needed one of the teens in the neighborhood to sit a few hours until my husband got home from work.
I was a little short on sleep those years, but that wasn’t the hard part about getting home late. Our trees and our house were under attack that year. To reach the front door I had to first travel under the giant maples in the front yard and then under our portico. Both were festooned like a steamer covered in bon voyage streamers, except these were sticky and ended in a creepy caterpillar and they were impossible to see in the dark so I ended up a bit festooned myself.
The gypsy moths had arrived and they were on everything.
Our weapon of choice was masking tape and Vaseline, the plan being that the creepers wouldn’t get past the barrier to nest and eat the leaves up.
It worked pretty well except the trees didn’t appreciate the tape either and we lost a few anyway.
So it was not good news when I looked out the window and saw this.
And when I looked above the clematis and saw this.
And even when I looked down on the bedroom floor and - you guessed it.
Monday, June 5, 2017
Sunday, June 4, 2017
Friday, June 2, 2017
We are on the verge of a major life change here, and before it even happens my day-to-day life is filled with new experiences. I’m now not only spending an inordinate amount of time at liquor stores (source of all the best free boxes), but I can now speak knowledgeably on thrift stores in our area.