“I live on good soup, not on fine words.”

The morning is a bit chilly with a cool breeze. The sun may be bright, but it hasn’t the strength of a summer sun. Soon enough it will merely give us light, not warmth, and will spell the end of bare feet and arms and move us into slippers and sweatshirt weather.

I ordered flowers for the garden. My choices were determined by color. The company sent a $20.00 coupon if you spend $40.00 so I couldn’t resist the half-off. I was going to shop locally, but I saved money, on-line, even with shipping.

I seldom remember the names of flowers. People look at blooms in my garden and want to know their names. My face goes blank and my eyes glaze. I have no idea of most of them. I know white hibiscus is already in the garden so I ordered red. I also can name the seagrass so I ordered rose fountain grass and dwarf fountain grass. If I get asked, I can always remember grass.

As the weather cooled, my mother would sometimes send soup in my thermos for lunch. It was either tomato or chicken noodle. My mother would also pack Saltines for dipping and a dessert. I used to eat a little soup, mostly the chicken and the noodles, then crush the Saltines in the broth. They would get soft and mushy after having absorbed all the liquid. They were delicious.

My thermos generally broke before the end of the school year usually from being dropped while in the lunch box. I’d pick up the lunchbox from the ground, open it and then shake the thermos. I’d hear the dreaded sound of broken glass, of slivers of glass from the thin layer. I knew what it meant, and I knew how my mother would react: she’d get angry and get that disappointed look. I was always a bit amazed by her reaction because the broken thermos was generally a yearly event. Using kid logic, I figured she should have expected it and not gotten angry, but I was never foolish enough to her that.

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10 Comments on ““I live on good soup, not on fine words.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Yes the broken thermos, we all know it 🙂 But it was always cocoa in mine since I only brought it if we were going somewhere with the school, like to the ice skating rink. Yes, I broke it at least one time every year too 🙂

    No ordering of flowers here but I have started to think about seeds now, still a bit early but I think I’ll order more seeds from perennials this time. A bit tricky since I order from the same firm in Canada every year and we have neither the same kind of flowers or the same kind of calculating the hardiness of the plants. Some flowers that will flower all summer over at Yours starts to open up here now 🙂

    Cold, foggy mornings but sunny and warm afternoons here, a perfect combination 🙂

    ‘Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      This is the second year I have ordered flowers on-line because the garden shops don’t carry the ones I want. I have two more orders coming in the mail.

      I hated that tinkling sound of the glass.

      It was 66˚ when I came home from breakfast around 10:30, and the day only got cooler. I have shut all my windows as the house was cold. I still haven’t needed a sweatshirt.

      Have a wonderful evening!

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I remember that dreaded sound. I broke thermoses well beyond my school years. It was always a very sad sound.

    No ordering flowers here, either. Snowblower. Cover for snowblower. Warm hat. Wool blanket.
    I’m watching a mum that survived from last year outside in its pot. It is covered in buds and I’m hoping it will have time to blossom and bloom for awhile before the cold sets in.

    It’s warm in the sun up here but the breeze is cool and the house is very cool. I was considering breaking out the wooly socks but it warmed up a bit.

    Enjoy the rest of the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I don’t think I ever had a thermos beyond school. It is a sad sound but it is oddly pretty as well.

      I have my plow and shovel guy so I’m adding flowers. Also, a huge bush is going to be moved from the front garden which will give me room to fill. All the flowers are perennials.

      I have a mum from a few years ago which has bloomed.

      It never got warm here. I was lying on the couch reading with an afghan over me, but I couldn’t get comfy as my feet were so cold so I had to go upstairs to put on socks. My feet are warm now.

      Have a great rest of the day too.

  3. Coleen Says:

    I think we both had the same mom…mine was not pleased whenever the thermos would be broken. And it would happen perhaps THREE times or more during the school year. She used to have a couple of spares floating around…

    Beautiful day today and lovely tonight…Enjoy your weekend!

    Waving from Jersey…


    • katry Says:

      The thermos glass was so thin it was bound to break. Not my fault never went over too well.

      Chilly still tonight. Today never really got all that warm.

      Waving back from a cold Cape Cod!

  4. flyboybob Says:

    A reporter asks a Cajun what’s the greatest invention of all time? The Cajun thinks for a moment and answers, a thermos bottle. The reporter asks him how he can compare a thermos bottle with the invention of the airplane or the computer? The Cajun replies, you put hot soup in a thermos bottle and the soup stays hot. You put ice tea in the thermos bottle and the tea stays cold. How does the thermos bottle know the difference?

    Light rain and cool afternoon. When I drove home the car thermometer read 65 degrees. Look everyone, no Airconditioning required!

    • katry Says:

      I have to go with the Cajun. It is amazing that both hot and cold stay the way they started out.

      You had a bonus day. Not only was it cool but you got rain. 66˚ is about what we had today and will have all week. It goes down to the 50’s at night.

      Enjoy the cool!

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