“Close your eyes because all the great sounds of existence can best be heard with eyes shut!”
The morning has been a bit trying. Nothing I did made Gracie happy. I walked her down the stairs to the yard twice. I gave her treats three times. I patted her until my hand was tired. She wasn’t impressed. She sat beside me and stared. When I ignore her, she gave me the paw on my arm. When I continued to ignore her, she continued to put her paw on my arm. She drove me crazy. Finally, she got on the couch, got comfy, and went to sleep beside me. It is amazing how much my dog rules the roost.
Spring is happening all around me. Colors are coming back into the world. Hyacinths are blooming in my front garden. Purple, pink and red flowers are popping from circles of small fronds. The daffodils in the flower bed closest to the house are sun bright. Every morning when I get the papers, I see something new in the garden.
I have no energy today to do anything. I didn’t make my usual list of chores as I’m generally compelled to finish most of them. My logic insists if there is no list, there are no chores.
I heard the kids playing this morning around 8. There are 6 boys in two houses, and they are loud. They communicate by yelling. They go out to play before the school buses come. Most times they wake me up but not all the way up. I hear them, register the fact in my brain then turn over and go back to sleep. When I was in Ghana, I did the same thing with the call to prayer. A mosque was down on the street below and across from my bedroom during Peace Corps training. The mosque was small and was sandwiched between two houses. Arabic was written at the top of the smallest ever minaret. From that mosque, I could hear the muezzin sing the calls to prayer. The one at 3:30 or so used to wake me up then I got used to it. I listened knowing when it would end so I could go back to sleep. It was the same with the dawn call. Being awakened twice by a muezzin had become commonplace for me. I could never have imagined that.
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April 10, 2017 at 1:46 pm
I heard thunder for the first time this morning, it wasn’t close so at first I couldn’t understand what it was 🙂 It turned to really nice weather after that though.
It is hard to ignore dogs and it is impossible to ignore Albin 🙂 He starts to shout if I try or tries to climb up on me 🙂 Sune is much easier, he just sits beside me looking sad but is very quiet 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
April 10, 2017 at 1:52 pm
Christer,
We had thunder last week in a torrential rainstorm. It sounded strange, out of place.
Gracie is the most insistent of any dog I’ve had. I think it might be because I didn’t work when I got her. I had retired. That paw whack is new in the last year. Pushy dog!!
Have a great evening!!
April 10, 2017 at 4:39 pm
Verlander turns it up, and 3 out of 4 it is. “We’re all behind our baseball team…go get um TIGERS”
April 10, 2017 at 5:48 pm
MDH,
I was saddened by the loss. I though Sale pitched a good game. The Sox had hot bats in spring training, but I don’t know where that went.
April 10, 2017 at 8:38 pm
Regardless what we do if we don’t crate our dog he or she will rule the house. Once you let them into your bed they become the alfa dog and you are then wrapped around their front paw. 🙂
My wife doesn’t believe in crating a dog and maybe that’s all of our dogs were overindulged. In my next life I want to come back as a dog in a Jewish household. 🙂
Rainy and humid but with temperatures in the low 70s. Some places got lot’s of hail.
April 10, 2017 at 11:01 pm
Bob,
Gracie was the first dog which was crated. She came that way. I tried to de-crate her but she gets so nervous every time I know I’ll keep the crate despite how much room it takes up.
Spring today and it’s staying around for a few days.
April 10, 2017 at 8:59 pm
Hi Kat,
It must have been annoy the human day in dog land. Rocky and Piki Dog were both unsatisfied with my efforts. Finally, around noon, they decided a nap was in order.
The chionadoxa are blooming in the lawn. That’s about the only flowering thing in my yard. There was a crocus last month but it got buried under snow. The daffodil that kept putting out a bud right before each snowstorm has given up. It’s just green leaves now.
Today was beautiful. Almost 80ºF and sunny. I managed to clean up some fallen branches in the back of the house. I was going to take the clothes out of the dryer, too, but discovered that I had never turned the thing on. Oh, well.
Enjoy the evening.
April 10, 2017 at 10:54 pm
Hi Caryn,
Gracie is having a tough time of it. Her head tilt makes it difficult to walk straight. Her legs are fine when she is in the yard, but the floors in here have her slipping all over. The treads came late this afternoon so I’ll have them put on the indoor stairs. She slips the most on those so I’ll stay downstairs and sleep on the couch until they’re done as I’m tiring. I would like to sleep in bed, not on a couch.
We made it to the low 60’s today, and it was nice.