“Dear beautiful Spring weather, I miss you. Was it something I said?”

The snow is already covering the tops of branches. The roads are wet, and I think they’ll probably freeze when the temperature goes down this afternoon. Gracie and I finished four errands, and I couldn’t wait to get home. It’s cold.

The dump was fairly empty. Smarter people than I stayed home cozy and warm. I was the only one in the hardware store which does make sense. I guess whatever you need in a hardware store isn’t always immediate during a snow storm. The cat food stop was a necessity. Agway didn’t have many people either. My last stop was to buy lunch. I bought chicken noodle soup, the ultimate comfort food. Rita, the magician of soups, uses egg noodles, huge cuts of carrots and lots of chicken. I even bought two.

On days like today my mother often packed soup for our lunches. She’d fill the thermos bottles and make sure we had plenty of Saltines. Most times the soup was either tomato or chicken noodle. I liked eating from my thermos. I’d slowly and carefully pour the soup into the cover trying not to splash then I’d put the stopper back to keep the rest of the soup hot. I’d crumple the crackers into the soup. They sucked up all the liquid but that’s how I liked it. My mother also packed desserts, usually cookies. I was never big on fruit for lunchbox dessert. I always thought fruit was a snack. Dessert needed sugar and maybe chocolate.

We’ll only get a couple of inches of wet snow. I keep looking out the window watching it fall. The flakes change direction. Now they are from the north. A while back they seemed to come straight down. Because there is no wind, the flakes aren’t frantic. They fall slowly, individually.

All the bird feeders are filled, and I threw some on the ground under the deck. There were a few goldfinches still clad in winter drab dining al fresco this morning.

I feel a nap coming on!

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25 Comments on ““Dear beautiful Spring weather, I miss you. Was it something I said?””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Our snow will probably melt away just in time for the new that will start falling on Monday. This is April weather one month too early, I won’t mind if that means we’ll get warm May weather in April 🙂

    I bought what I needed on my way home today so I can stay at home the entire weekend and just relax. I forgot too buy some cookies but I can always bake some myself if I feel the urge 🙂

    We have free lunch at school but we had soup quite often during autumn and winter. Most kids always complain about the school food but I loved it, now days they even have pizza, something we just could dream about when I went to school 🙂

    Yes desserts needs to be sweet! and chocolate is never wrong 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I wish we’d get warm weather in April and early May. June is even still cool some years. It is difficult to predict when spring will come here as we’re surrounded by water. WE seldom have an early spring.

      Like you I can stay home the whole weekend. I can catch up on my shows I DVR’ed to watch later. Now you’ve got me thinking about asking cookies as I haven’t in a while.

      Public schools have free lunch for kids whose family need a little financial help. The lunches were usually good. Pizza was every Friday at the school where I worked.
      Chocolate is the best!!

      Have a good evening!

  2. Richard Says:

    I will gladly send you some heat next Tuesday for some frigid weather today. No ice, please.

    I don’t understand this ‘dump’ thing you refer to. Is there not a regular garbage pickup by trucks blazoned with a huge ‘Dept of Sanitation’ crest? We have a compactor on the property where we just toss our Hefty bags and forget about ‘em until the Big Truck from Waste Mgmt or whoever the contract’s with comes to empty it out.

    Your mention of the hardware store reminded me of a piece done by our local Investigative / Consumer Affairs reporter concerning how to increase the resistance of the door(-s) to your home more resistant to being kicked in. Here’s the link to that vid:

    http://www.wmcactionnews5.com/clip/12251574/35-cent-security-putting-the-screws-to-home-invaders

    Today I made tuna fish. Mayo, Sriracha mustard, brown mustard, yellow mustard, coconut vinegar, toasted onion, roasted garlic, and a bit o’ parsley made the base into which the tuna was distributed. Goes great with crackers. And yes, it was tuna in vegetable oil, not water.

    You’re right about crackers. Saltines are the ONLY acceptable crackers. Others are naught but an poseur. Fruit is … well, fruit. It’s not dessert, tho’. Dessert is always chocolate, and preferably in huge quantities. The word ‘endless’ comes to mind.

    I saw the first mourning dove yesterday. Had a red breast. If I didn’t know it was a dove, I’d have mistaken it for a huge robin, but no … c’est impossible.

    • katry Says:

      Richard,
      I could use a little heat even if for a day.

      The towns on the cape do not provide trash pick-up. You either bring it to the dump yourself or you pay for a private company to pick it up. I pay a sticker fee for the dump but it is a one time deal and cheaper than a company coming every week; also, the dump has recycle bins while the contractors don’t.

      I am going to get those 3″ screws and replace the ones there now. Thanks for letting me know!

      Much as your tuna fish sounds tasty, I don’t eat tuna. Because we couldn’t eat meat on Friday and we didn’t like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches as they got too soggy, we had tuna almost every Friday. I am done with tuna for a lifetime unless it is fresh fish.

      I do love my saltines. I also love those little round soup crackers which taste just like Saltines. Yup, chocolate is the best dessert of them all!!

      I looked up pictures of mourning doves. I can see that their chests seem to be pale red. They stay around all winter. I have seed I throw down for them as they are ground feeders.

      • Richard Says:

        I think the round crackers you mention are called ‘oyster crackers’ – that’s what they’re called here, anyway. Try melting some butter (whatever amount you think you need for the quantity of crackers) and add some onion and garlic powder, parsley, lemon pepper, and maybe a couple shakes of Worcestershire sauce … when that’s heated thru, toss in the crackers and coat ’em with the mixture. I think you’ll like ’em …

      • katry Says:

        Richard,
        That’s what they’re called here too. I think I already like them and I haven’t even tasted them yet!!

  3. Hedley Says:

    Monday presented the challenges of the adventures of the Imposter MDH, Friday saw me once again on the driveway at 5:00 am brandishing a snow shovel and wondering why I laughed at my friends who have retired to Florida. And frankly the bits in between this week were really not very good

    60F and snow seems to be the forecast, and I am not sure which comes next. I see a weekend slumped on the sofa, watching Tottenham Hotspur (Dortmund sucks) and perhaps a well needed few minutes down the Chapel on Saturday night.

    The Dad of the Prince is cruising in the Caribbean with Uncle Eric so I have not seen the boy in two weeks. I don’t like that. I look forward to his arrival. Next weekend he should be blasting in to my life – for very many reasons he will be getting an extra hug from his Pumpa

    Maggie the Westie was at the eye doctor, she is improving and the cone is off. Perhaps it will see an new vitality from the old girl. Lets hope so.

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,

      This has been the worst week for you. I figure you’re glad it is almost over. Faux MDH needs to be strung up using certain parts of his anatomy to hold the rope. How much snow did you get?

      The snow has just about stopped, and we only got about an inch. 60˚? That’s deck weather.

      The Prince is probably feeling the same way about his Pumpa, missing you. The two of you are so close that even a couple of missed weekends must seem like an eternity.

      I’m glad Maggie has lost her cone and that her eye is getting better. I too will hope the old girl will be friskier now that her eye is improving.

      I cleaned Gracie’s teeth today, and I now have one unhappy dog. She didn’t even care the toothpaste was chicken flavored.

      I am hoping your weekend will bring some peace and maybe some solace as well.

    • Birgit Says:

      Someone mentioned Dortmund? Greetings from Munich/ Bavaria! (Barbershop Music Festival)

  4. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I didn’t have to think about taking a lunch to school. In grammar school, I went home for lunch. It was usually tomato soup and toasted cheese sandwich or tuna fish sandwich. From 7th grade on it was whatever the school cafeteria was serving. It was edible and nutritious but really bland and boring.

    It’s been snowing all day up here but it’s a polite sort of snow. It keeps on falling but doesn’t stick to anything that needs to be shoveled. It’s hardly even covering the grass. But the day itself is damp, windy and cold so it’s not much fun being outside.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Caryn,
      I lived too far to go home so I envy you.

      We had no cafeteria in elementary school, only high school. We could only buy milk in elementary school.

      It is the same here, but it has gotten much colder so I’m a bit afraid of ice. I’ll have to check before I let the dog out.

      I figure I’ll just stay home this weekend and do nothing.

  5. Bob Says:

    This first week in March has been very warm and dry. Hopefully winter is over here in the DFW area. I don’t remember it even beginning. 🙂 Next week the weather prognosticators are forecasting a soaking rain which we badly need.

    I think every mom in the 1950s packed the lunch box with the matching thermos with hot tomato or chicken noodle soup. I think I had a Hop A Long Cassidy, or some TV cowboy, lunchbox. Did you have a character lunchbox?

    A reporter asked a Cajun what he thought was the greatest invention in the history of mankind. The Cajun replied, ‘A thermos bottle’. The reporter asked how can that compare with the invention of TV or computers? The Cajun replied. ‘You put in iced tea and it stays cold and you put in hot soup and it stays hot, how do the thermos know the difference? 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      Next week it might even get to 70˚ in Boston. We might get lucky down here and hit the 60’s. Winter, though, isn’t over. The Cape will stay damp and colder far longer than off-Cape.

      I had a Musketeers lunchbox one year and an Annie Oakley another, but in the 4th grade i went to a tartan pattern instead of a character. I guess I thought I was too old for characters.

      That is a great story-the Cajun is right!

    • Richard Says:

      Ma chér Bob … mon ami, you need to be knowin’ dat a Cajun woulda said dat completely diff’rents … and the sentence woulda ended with ‘hah?’ (pron. ‘hanh’) … and it woulda been a ‘t’ermos’ bottle …

      • katry Says:

        Richard,
        You d have the credentials for Cajun!

      • Bob Says:

        I meet Justine Wilson in 1981 and he said that a man who wears both a belt and suspenders is a safety expert. He was trained as a safety engineer but found his passion in comedy and cooking. Unfortunately I can’t speak like a Cajun, write in Cajun nor cook like a Cajun. 😆

      • katry Says:

        Bob,
        I can understand what is being said and I can eat Cajun. That is the extent of my talent.

  6. Richard Says:

    Chér Kat, I DO be a Ca-jon … I am a Gen-U-Wine Cert-I-Fried Flatland Bayou Boy …

    • katry Says:

      Richard,
      It’s like a foreign language, but I understand it so I’m taking credit for being bi-lingual.

  7. Richard Says:

    Bob, ‘Justine’ is a woman’s name. His name was ‘Justin’ (pron ‘dZjOO-stan’) … as an aside, ‘Justine’ was recorded in the ’60s by Don & Dewey, but it had nothing to do with bein’ Cajun …

    • Bob Says:

      You are correct but the autocorrect feature of my iPad changed the gender of his name.

      A Cajun sends his son to college. When the son comes home for the holidays the father asked, “What kind class you take in dat LSU college? The son replied algebra. The Cajun says, “say somting in algebra?” The kid thinks for a moment and says “Pi R Square” The Cajun replied in a loud voice, “You NOT goin’ back to dat school, even a dummy like me know dat pie are round”.

      Another Justin Wilson story.

  8. splendidone Says:

    Just a quick hello, I have been able to read you all again regularly. It is so good to ‘hear’ your voices telling stories once again.


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