“For always roaming with a hungry heart.”
The morning is rainy, damp and foggy. Thunder showers are predicted for the afternoon. The humidity is so high I sweat, excuse me glisten, from doing little. The dogs were out until the rain started with a vengeance. Poor Henry had to wait until I let him in the house. He still doesn’t come in the dog door.
Nala is an eating machine. She watches where in the kitchen the treats come from then noses around hoping to find treasures. Henry takes his treats and, like the gentleman he is, goes to eat them on the hall mat. He eats slowly savoring every bite. Nala gobbles. The other day she tried to eat Henry’s biscuit. That did not go well.
My dance card is almost empty for the week. I am in my summer hibernation mode. If I go out, it is to the dump or the grocery store. On a big week, I go to both places and sometimes add Agway just for the fun of it. Today’s big adventure will be to the grocery store. I can barely contain my excitement.
Yesterday I did do a small bit of housekeeping. I vacuumed three rooms and polished the furniture in two of them. I changed the cat litter. I then rested after my labors and watched Jaws again. As soon as I hear the shark music, my whole attention is rapt. Even though I know what will happen, I watch anyway. Great whites love Cape Cod and summer here every year, mostly in Chatham where dinner, the seals, loll and swim. A couple of years ago a surfer died, the victim of a shark attack. There have also been other close calls. Jaws is a slice of reality here.
I have a special shark week t-shirt. It has a kiddy plastic pool filled with water on it and a shark fin in the pool.
I like a rainy day with the pattering of the rain on the roof and on the top of the metal bird seed container just below my den window. I keep my house lights muted. I leave windows open. The rain is comforting.
When I was a kid, summer was always busy. My bike was my favorite way to spend the day. The bike routes were in different directions, and on a whim, I’d choose one. There was the route to Winchester, but I usually turned around at the bridge over the highway. That was far enough. In the opposite direction was Reading. It had trains every day, and I’d stop and sit at station hoping to see one. The lake was in another direction. My favorite ride was to Spot Pond, a reservoir, and then on to the zoo, but every time I went in any direction, I found something new.
I do the same thing now but in my car. I take random roads in random directions. Sometimes I stop at some store or another. I have no destination. It is the roaming I love.
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July 12, 2021 at 12:46 pm
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July 12, 2021 at 8:22 pm
Hi Kat,
The weather prognosticators were wrong today with very few scattered thundershowers and high temperatures in the low 90s. There’s no rain and below normal temperatures in the ten day forecast according to last night’s TV. Weatherman.
Taking side trips by car to the various small towns surrounding the DFW metroplex helped get us through the worst of the pandemic lockdown last year. We are approaching one year in our new house in Grapevine and I’m extremely happy. I belive that MOVE is a four letter curse word. 🙂 the next time I hear that word I want to be on my way to the cemetery ormthe memory care unit. 🙂
Why won’t I swim in the ocean? The answer is the movie, Jaws. I’ve never been a fan of the beach and the ocean because of the saltwater, the seaweed and other stuff floating around. Give me a nice clean swimming pool anytime. Oh, I have one right outside my back door. No chance of even gold fish living in there. 🙂
July 13, 2021 at 1:17 am
Hi Bob,
It got cold tonight, down to the 60’s, and it was damp. The rain stopped around three. I had my Monday uke performance in Hyannis. It got chilly by the end of it.
We never rode around for the sake of riding along, but my father always took the prettiest routes to wherever we were going. Around here the two straightest roads are an easy choice. 6A is for beauty, charm and history.
I loved the ocean when I was a kid but not not so much anymore. It is fun to spend a day at the beach but mostly to relax. When I was young, there were shells to gather and castles to make. I still feel the same way.
July 12, 2021 at 11:09 pm
Roaming by car seems strange when you live in a region where car traffic is a mess and air pollution is a problem, I’m sure it’s more fun where you live. I tried to do it with regional trains but it doesn’t make sense, not enough railway connections. Occasionally I do it by bike, by choice or unintentionally when I get lost.
Happy rain day!
July 13, 2021 at 1:35 am
Birgit,
Here the traffic seems always to be heavy. The summer is impossible. The rail trail is really popular but mostly for day rides. My favorite part is down cape.
There is one bus service up and down the mid-cape but there is also service from Hyannis to Boston or to Logan.
I am just fine with being lost but it isn’t easy.
July 13, 2021 at 2:48 am
Yesterdays morning was cold and nice, today wasn’t that much warmer but the flies were nasty. We usually walk through the village in the mornings just to stay away from them but today they were everywhere and I did of course not bring my mosquito hat with me. I don’t know how many flies that tried to get inside my nostrils and ears!!! There were thankfully no biting ones anyway. Tomorrow I’ll bring the mosquito hat no matter where we’re walking 🙂 🙂 🙂
How are Your wounds?
There’s so much dog hair and sand/ dust/ mud on the floors so I really need to vacuum the floors today, first time Alma will meet the vacuum cleaner here, good thing I have a new more quiet one this year 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
July 13, 2021 at 2:50 pm
Hi Christer,
I hated fly season. They were all over me and my dog. I try to save her at my expense. I learned the better routes, the flyness routes.
My finger has stopedIt hurts as does the black and blue. The one on my finger has stopped bleeding, but my leg, the Henry bite, still bleeds when I change it but very little so it is closing. The black and blue on my leg still hurts.
My kitchen and hall have brand new rows of paw prints from the rain yesterday. Cleaning never ends.