“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.”

Today is already warm. It is 63˚ and will even get higher. There are some clouds, small white clouds, a blue sky and sun. The blue sky is getting bigger. The now and then wind is strong. I’m ready for a few outdoor tasks. The bird feeders need filling. Gold finches and a pair of cardinals are frequent visitors, and their feeder is low. My little library needs more tape to cover the holes the birds made. I bought green duct tape. I have new lights for the deck railing. I wonder how long these will last.

My upstairs bathroom floor has been driving me crazy. When I go in at night to clean and refill the cats’ water dish, I see a lot of cat hair on the floor and dried spots of water below the toilet and across the floor toward the door. I blamed Henry. The other night I walked in on Jack. He was standing on his cat tip toes with his two front paws in the toilet and he was having a drink. He gave me a glaring look and went back to drinking. I waited by the door until he was done. The mystery has been solved.

This time of day and early evening are when all three of my animals are upstairs. Jack sleeps in my room while the two cats are in the guest room. Often, especially on cold days, both the cats sleep under the bed near a heater. Because I always give them treats when I go into the room, they come out to greet me. Jack has to squeeze himself almost to the floor to get from under the bed. Jack is a really big boy.

When I was a kid, I always had an answer. That didn’t thrill my dad. He got even madder. I learned early how far I could take it before the veins in my dad’s neck popped. Most times he just sent me to my room. He made happy. My room was always a refuge for me. I could lie in my bed and read. Upstairs was usually quiet. I was alone. It was my favorite punishment.

When I graduated from high school, my parents gave me a typewriter. It, of course, came to college with me. I was a slow typist as I needed to see the keys. I can remember sitting at the kitchen table in my senior year apartment typing a paper for theology. I had my small bottle of Wite-Out beside me. I needed it. The problem was it took a long time to dry. I can remember blowing on the Wite-Out then touching it to see if it was dry only to smear it. Typing my papers often took longer than writing them. I still have my typewriter.

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6 Comments on ““Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    I’m amazed how technology changes things. Whiteout was developed by the Liquid Paper Company which was founded here in Dallas In the late 1950s and was a very successful business. Today, word processing has destroyed their business. I’m not even sure they even still exist. I remember the joke about the guy in the 1980s putting Liquid Paper correction fluid on his computer screen. 🙂


    We’ve had more rain last night and it’s forecast to rain again tomorrow night and Saturday night. My pool is filled right up to the overflow vent. Goodby to the drought, I hope. May is our wettest month of the year.

    When I went off to college my father bought me a manual typewriter. It was made in Switzerland and was called a Hermès Rocket. It’s long since disappeared. However, I have my father’s Hermès typewriter in the closet. When my son was about six or seven he liked to type on it. He called it, “The ancient word processor”. 🙂 i assume somebody sells typewriter ribbons. I bought my first computer in 1985, a Mac 512k, and realized that learning to touch type might come in handy someday. I bought a learn to type computer program and taught myself how to touch type. That’s been the best money I ever spent.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      It is actually spelled Wite-Out. They couldn’t use White because of copywrite issues.

      I knew all about her invention because of her son. It seems she invented this herself when she worked at a bank. I didn’t read it was the Liquid Paper Company which first invented it. She started marketing it herself in 1956. She later called her company Liquid Paper. She sold it for $47.5 million in 1979.

      It is a beautiful day and will be the same the next few days. I was surprised by the breeze when I was out. It was a bit chilly. The weekend is supposed to be lovely and warmish.

      I don’t remember the brand of typewriter I have. It was great for me all through college. I should hunt it down in the cellar. I have a general idea where it is stored. I believe you can still buy ribbons.

      I am actually pretty fast typing as I know where the keys are.

      • Bob Says:

        Things that are obsolete today in the office? Carbon paper, fountain pens, rotary index files, filing cabinets and phone receiver shoulder rests. Can you think of any?

      • katry Says:

        Phone books, calculators, pen holders (those fancy thing on the desk) and coffee pots.

        I have two fountain pens I still use.

  2. lilydark Says:

    Dear Kat,
    Just a short note, as my eyes are tired. I still have my typewriter, I used in college. I haven’t tried it out in many years. I would like some Wite out now, for an art program I am doing. I have a fountain pen, a filing cabinet, but sadly I used it for storage ( both of them). I was never a good typist.. I just tried to lift or move it, but it is too heavy. I think I have extra ribbons.
    Yes, cat hair and litter and dust that is endless.

    • katry Says:

      My typewriter was portable so it didn’t weight as much as yours weighs. Try it out. That might be fun.

      They still sell Wite Out at Amazon.

      You lost me. What are both of them you used for storage? Filing cabinet I know is one but….

      Dust never ceases to be, at least in this house.

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