“Can we conceive what humanity would be if it did not know the flowers?”
Rain coming tomorrow-what a surprise. (I hope you can hear the sarcasm as you read that first sentence.) Today will be cloudy and chilly all day. I guess clouds and rain are the prices we have to pay for the two days of sunshine we had. The confirmation for my trip was e-mailed yesterday. I fly from Boston to Frankfurt to Accra and on the way back I fly Accra to Dulles to Boston. It’s amazing when dreams and wishes come true.
Bright male goldfinches are at the feeders, and the garden in front of the house is a riot of colors with yellows and purples and blues. They are from the bulbs I planted last fall. The spawns of Satan ate the tulips. From my window here, I can see buds on the oak trees in the backyard. The buds are still tiny but finally visible. The buds on the forsythia in front have tinges of yellow. I have to go and get the dog treats I didn’t get yesterday, and I know I won’t walk away from Agway without a plant or two. I can’t help it. Also, my herb garden needs to be totally replanted. That’s always fun and has to be done early as the herbs tend to sell and be gone faster than the flowers. The peepers are back, another sign that spring is here. Night sounds will soon fill the air. My neighbors came back from Florida yesterday, another sign of spring.
When I take a trip, I usually buy a few new clothes. Without travel, I’d probably wear nothing but threadbare pants and shirts which I really wouldn’t mind all that much. I ordered a summer dress which for me is an OMG sort of purchase, a shirt and a new pair of pants. I figured I’d have a couple of dresses made in Ghana, but I won’t have time before the festivities so I had to order one. A few more clothing items are on the list, but I’ll hold off until closer to the trip. I do want light luggage. Coming back from Morocco was a horror story as I had to haul the heaviest suitcase from one terminal to another. I figure it’s best not to start with an empty suitcase already heavy, and I know I’ll be buying gifts to bring back and add to the weight. So much to do!
Well, I’m having left over pizza for breakfast, and I’m hungry so I’ll end here.
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April 16, 2011 at 12:51 pm
The sun showed itself around noon and the day became really nice. I´ve even cleaned up my patio where I plan on building the greenhouse. I filled the garbage bin and I do hope they´ll empty it this friday because there´s absolutely no space left in it 🙂 🙂 🙂
I travel so seldom now days so I really must buy new clothes once in a while and mostly very cheap ones too. It´s so funny to visit my friends down in Gothenburg that has a clothing store with only really expensive clothes. I think they are telling their neighbors that I´m the odd relative from the country side 🙂 🙂 🙂
Have a great day now!
Christer.
April 16, 2011 at 7:07 pm
Christer,
No sun at all today, and it got raw and damp late in the afternoon. You were so busy today I feel perfectly lazy in comparison.
I hate to buy new clothes. The old ones always feel so comfortable, but sometimes I just have no choice. I laughed at your odd relative comment!
April 16, 2011 at 12:56 pm
The April showers bring the May flowers according to the lyrics to an old song.
At least you are getting rain. Here in Texas we are in the midst of a severe drought. The wild fires are still a problem in portions of west Texas and yesterday we had extremely high winds in Dallas blowing from the Northwest. The sky took on a yellowish cast from the dust blowing in from the Panhandle. Now you know the reason that Amarillo is named for the spanish word for yellow.
April 16, 2011 at 7:09 pm
Bob,
I have seen the news with pictures of the wild fires, and I know that you have had a drought for a long time. We have been just the opposite with so much spring rain. I don’t know what the summer will bring. Last year it was horribly hot for us, an unusual summer.
I didn’t know Amarillo meant yellow.
April 16, 2011 at 4:53 pm
We’re having pizza for dinner. I can feel your excitement for the upcoming trip and do hope you get to and from your destination without hassling by the security freaks. My friend has her plans set for a summer in Germany and is afraid about all the talk of airline personnel xraying the human body. The way she tells the story, I can’t stop laughing. Good luck to the both of yous.
April 16, 2011 at 7:11 pm
Z&Me,
I figure the screws in my back are the only problem so I’ll have to have an individual check. I only stay in the Frankfurt airport for two hours so I don’t think I have to worry about x-rays.
Both of us, if I may speak for your friend, appreciate the good wishes.
April 16, 2011 at 4:54 pm
Kat,
It was so good to read your comment on my blog.
Imagine my surprise when I read your bog entry about a trip to Ghana—what an exceptional trip. And the anticipation. A good part of the fun—for me—resides in the anticipation.
I’ll look forward to reading about your peregrinations.
Linda
April 16, 2011 at 7:15 pm
Linda,
I stop by often but don’t leave a comment, and I’m sorry at having been remiss. I promise to do better.
It has been 40 years since I was last in Ghana. My town, Bolga, has grown over 3x’s in population over those years. I went to Goggle Earth and found my school. I knew it had been changed to a secondary school, but I was pleased to know it is still there.
Anticipation is the best part of any journey.
April 16, 2011 at 6:28 pm
I’m reading and waving but too tired to post. The last time I traveled, I packed light as I know some of the things I needed I could get at the thrift store where I was going–and I did. Our garden is blooming but the weather is either sunny like summer or cold like Autumn. I am going to listen to a few tunes now.
Waving Lori
April 16, 2011 at 7:17 pm
Lori,
In Ghana they sell obruni wawu in the markets. That translates as dead white peoples’ clothes as the Ghanaians can’t fathom people throwing away such fine clothing. I remember seeing little boys wearing cub scout shirts, but the choices for me would be non-existent so I’ll bring enough.
Waving back!!
April 17, 2011 at 12:35 am
Somehow the idea of Kat in a (large) cub scout shirt just made me laugh!
April 17, 2011 at 10:00 am
Rick,
I think I’ll be a lovely den mother!
April 17, 2011 at 12:11 pm
i love to read you and all the coffee groupies too!
i have to repost about the dead white people’s clothes i find that too amusing. i am fortunate to live in a place where there are many voluptuous woman like me. Unlike me they like to buy many new clothes and then either lose/gain weight or are slaves to fashion or they die(!). so i usually buy most of my clothing second hand and that suits me fine because i dislike malls immensely. so cool they Pizza was the dinner of choice for so many last night, it’s almost like we had dinner together!
xoxoxoxxoxoxo to you all!
April 17, 2011 at 10:07 pm
splendid,
When I was in Ghana, most women did wear more traditional clothing-few wore white man’s clothes except maybe a blouse, but it was combined with traditional cloth wrapped around from waist to ankles.
Nothing beats a good pizza with friends!
April 17, 2011 at 12:18 pm
found this on line and I am sorry i treated the clothing thing with frivolity.
http://www.theroot.com/views/dead-white-people-s-clothes
“In Ghana, the government has tried to rejuvenate their local textile industry by announcing a program called National Friday Wear, which encourages all citizens to dress in traditional clothes in hopes that the trend will spill over into other days. “
April 17, 2011 at 10:09 pm
splendid,
When I see pictures of Ghana now, I am always surprised how many are wearing western clothes (as in white peoples’). Ghanaian cloth is lovely. I still have some I brought back with me. I had most of my clothes made there, and they were always from native cloth.
I’m sorry that tradition is dying.