“Then Miriam the prophet, Aaron’s sister, took a tambourine and led all the women as they played their tambourines and danced.”

The morning is damp. I think it rained during the night because the sides of the street are wet. Though it is 46˚, it feels colder with no sun and a bit of a breeze. Rain is predicted for later. I have no errands today so rain is just fine with me.

On Saturday afternoon, I filled then hung the new bird feeders. Almost immediately the bright male goldfinches were back. They dined at the thistle feeder and the mixed seed feeder, both new. I kept watch out the kitchen window and saw the return of the chickadees, a couple of titmice and some mourning doves who were enjoying the seeds which had fallen on the deck. They are my only ground feeders. I also potted the small succulents I had bought last week. Saturday was a busy day.

My dinner yesterday was superb. The potato gratin was my favorite followed closely by the pork tenderloin. I have a couple of slices of pork and some potato left-over for lunch today. I’m yumming at the thought.

My morning ritual revolves around animals and getting my coffee perking. Henry is first down the stairs, but he waits half-way down to make sure I’m coming. He then races to the back door for me to let him out. This morning we both had a surprise as I hadn’t closed the back door last night. Henry went out. That’s Jack’s cue. He comes running into the kitchen for some loving and for some treats. When Henry comes in, he sits waiting for his treats. He takes one biscuit then goes down the hall where he munches his treats on the rug. Henry always takes his treats down the hall to the rug. That way he doesn’t miss a crump.

When I was a kid, I hated to feed Duke his dog food. Out of the can it was gross looking and smelled the way it looked. Duke got two cans of what back then was horse meat. Henry gets beef or chicken or duck. He enjoys them all. Henry is a chow hound.

On the Monday after Easter, my lunch box always included a bit of Easter candy, not from my depleted basket but from the cache my mother had hidden in the cabinet. When I walked to school, the jelly beans rattled against the sides of my metal lunch box. I used to shake the box for effect. I figured I was practicing the tambourine talent I had developed in my first grade rhythm band. Much later I realized many tambourine shakers in rock bands probably didn’t play any other instruments, but that’s okay. Just look at Davey Jones in The Monkees. He played a mean tambourine! I like to think I played a mean lunch box.

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6 Comments on ““Then Miriam the prophet, Aaron’s sister, took a tambourine and led all the women as they played their tambourines and danced.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today the clouds this morning are breaking up and the temperature is forecast to be in the upper 70° area. They’re forecasting highs for the end of the week into the 80s with no rain in sight. 🙁

    When I was kid the day after the week long Passover celebration was wonderful because I could eat bread again. Matzoh May have sustained the Hebrews in the desert for 40 years but by the eighth day, I’m sick of the stuff.

    Hopefully, my wife is out shopping for left over Easter candy. 🙂

    The Texas Rangers home opener should start shortly with over 40,000 fans. The Rangers stink this year but putting on a super spreader opening day is just stupid. It’s all about the money. They are going to leave the roof open and have the fans wear masks when they’re not eating or drinking. Our moron governor will be at the game enjoying the virus spread fest that he permitted. This will probably be the only sold out game all season. After this game they might be lucky to draw 15,000 people if they are lucky.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      It rained this afternoon, and it got really cold because of the dampness. I shut my back door as the dog door cover was blowing.

      I buy Matzoh this time of year. I get only a single box so I don’t tire of it. I just think of it as saltines.

      I didn’t go out today. I will tomorrow so I guess I could hit CVS for discounted Easter candy.

      The Sox opened with 4500 fans. That is 12% of Fenway’s capacity. Masks are still required here in Massachusetts. Restaurants have started to allow inside dining but with restrictions on numbers. This state is still keeping it safely.

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I played a mean rainstick. 😀

    My childhood dog Duke got Strongheart. I resented opening a can of Strongheart very much because it smelled like decent pot roast but tasted almost but not quite entirely unlike pot roast of any kind. It had a picture of a German Shepherd on the label and I think they still make it. My dogs get lamb and lentil dry food and they get baby carrots, green beans, or blueberries as treats.

    Something is leaving unshelled peanuts in random places around the yard. I have an image of a greedy chipmunk with overstuffed cheek pouches dropping some of its loot as it hurries home.

    It’s damp and dreary up here. The wind is out of the east and has a definite bite.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      Let’s start a band!!

      Henry loves fruits and veggies. He’d get them as treats if I ate them more. He especially likes bananas.

      Maybe the bestie is saving them for another day. All I find are acorn caps on the deck from the spawns. I usually step on one and curse. I noticed a spawn this morning trying out one of the new feeders. I was glad to the feeder thwarted the spawn.

      It is also an ugly day here. I was cold earlier so I turned up the heat. This is April for cripe sake.

  3. Rowen Says:

    Glorious post today. I suspect that many times, it’s the potato dish we love best.

    • katry Says:

      I chuckled at your potato comment. It is so true. I think when the simple potato is elevated to grandeur it is the dish we remember the best.

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