“You’re off to great places, today is your day. your mountain is waiting, so… get on your way”

Today is glorious. The morning is warm and we may reach 60˚. The sky hasn’t a cloud. It Is deep blue from end to end. Everything is still. I plan to go out today. It is a day not to be wasted.

When I was a kid, I relished a morning like today, a spring morning. I’d take my time walking to school not wanting to waste what little freedom a weekday gave. Recess was too long in winter but not long enough in spring. We huddled in winter. In spring we ran around the school yard in wild abandonment but only as wild as the one or two nuns watching us at recess would allow. I figured the nuns were there to prevent a schoolyard break-out.

I love the colors of spring when the garden is lit with yellow daffodils and purple crocus gather in the small circle garden out front where a tree used to be. The grape hyacinths are three different colors, all variations of purple. They are by the walkway so I get to watch them poke their heads out of the ground and grow tall. I am so excited when the tips of the bumpy buds appear. I get to watch them grow and flower.

When I was a kid, we once went on vacation to New Hampshire. I remember the ride up Mount Washington. I kept looking out the window. The side of the road seemed awfully close to the edge and the drop down the mountain. My father had to use first gear the whole drive up the road. When we got to the top, it was cold, see your breath cold. It was also foggy, and there was snow on the side of the building. I didn’t have a sweater or a jacket. It was summer everywhere else but Mount Washington.

When I was sixteen, we went to Niagara Falls, and I groused about the trip, about being stuck in the car and missing summer, but this vacation turned into my favorite of all vacations, and that doesn’t even count the falls. It was everything else. We stopped at the Eisenhower Lock on the St. Lawrence River to watch a ship go through. I was amazed. We stayed in a house on Lake Ontario for a night. The lake was across the street from the house. We walked over to the shore line and skipped a few rocks. It was a competition of sorts. I remember the water lapping the shore the same way it does at the ocean. I watched the water for a while then walked across the street and went to bed. The next morning we started home. I think that was our last family vacation.

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2 Comments on ““You’re off to great places, today is your day. your mountain is waiting, so… get on your way””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today started out around 70° and hit a high of 84° under blue skies. There’s a chance for thunderstorms this evening but so far no luck. And the drought goes on.

    I have never been to Niagra Falls but it’s on my bucket list along with several other places. I’ve been told that the Canadian side falls are more interesting and beautiful than the U.S. side.

    Your story about riding up Mt. Washington and getting cold, reminds me of the fool in Los Angeles who decided to buy some surplus weather balloons, filled them with helium and ascded into the wild blue yonder while sitting on a lawn chair. He got cold as he gained altitude and decided to come down by shooting out a couple of the balloons with a pellet gun. Sometimes God watches out for drunks and fools.


    Hopefully, my gardener facturum will be well enough to come on Tuesday because my landscaping needs some trimming.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      We too are in a drought. Rain may be on the horizon for Sunday, but that is a maybe. We got as high as 61˚ today, our warmest day yet.

      We stayed on the American side as it was less expensive than the Canadian, but, like you, I’ve read the Canadian side is prettier.

      I saw the movie Danny Deckchair which was inspired by the story of the Lawnchair Larry flight. I also saw the movie Up where an entire house was lifted into the air by thousands of balloons. Balloons seem the cheapest way to fly,

      I need to buy flowers, but it is still too early here. The nights can get pretty cold still.

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