“The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary. “
Okay, yesterday was a sloth day for me. I didn’t go anywhere or do anything. I was tired and my back hurt. Yes, I am whining.
I slept the morning away then had my coffee and read one newspaper. Today’s headlines were yesterday’s and last week’s. I’ve been watching movies the last few days. Some of them were bad, but I didn’t care. I wanted a diversion.
Today is a pretty day with sun. It is actually 65˚. I’m heading right out after this. Today is not to be wasted. I do have a small grocery list, and I still need to make the hardware stop.
There is exciting news. The dump started full week service or, anyway, it should have on May 1st. I’ll have to get a new dump sticker by the end of June. For $182.00 I get the right to recycle and dump my own trash.
When I was a kid, I loved walking to school on a sunny spring day. On windy days the shadows of the tree branches swayed on the sidewalks. On quiet days we’d walk through the shadows to the sun shining through the leaves. Its appearance always seemed to be a gift somehow. My friend Michelle and I chatted the whole way. We laughed a lot. Sun and spring do that, make you happy for the day.
My father loved working on his lawn. He also loved working on mine. When he and my mother came to visit, my father would bring his lawn mower, his rake and his trimmer. My mother and I would go shopping, and my father would work on my yard, both front and back. When we got home, my father would proudly escort my mother and me on a tour of my yard. It always looked great. The grass in the backyard near the house had been field high. Now it was neatly shorn. My father gave me a lecture about not letting the grass grow. I wondered if he was talking in metaphors.n
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May 4, 2020 at 5:13 pm
Hi Kat,
There must be something about lawns and fathers of a certain age. My father took our lawn at our house in the 1950s very seriously. He didn’t have a sprinkler system, nor self propelled mower. When I had a house I paid someone to take care of the yard. I have no talent for nor interest in plants of any kind. I have a ‘Purple Thumb’, I kill plants by just looking. 🙂
Today, my daughter and I drove around to see what businesses were open. The large NorthPark mall is open with restrictions and the parking lot was not very full. They are limiting the number of customers and requiring everyone to wear masks and maintain social distancing. We only found one restaurant that had a sign that said, “Dining Room Open”. All the others still had signs that said takeout only. We did find some retail stores open including a waiting line outside to ensure six feet apart. It’s a beginning.
Today the sky was again sunny with a high temperature in the low 90s. Unfortunately, our swimming pool is closed due to the virus.
May 4, 2020 at 9:30 pm
Hi Bob,
My father always used his push mower. Every spring he had the blade sharpened. He swore it always cut his grass perfectly.
For years I did my own outside work then I started hiring. Now I have the landscaper who does everything. My yard always looks great. They keep the backyard clear of fallen limbs and branches.
My last ride was down 6A. The only open places were gas stations. There was curbside pickup at some restaurants and stores. Nothing more has opened since the first closings.
It was a warm day today. The weather will change tomorrow.