My blog is still a mess. I need to sit with it a while to figure out how to get back to Coffee as we know it. I am quite frustrated at myself. I didn’t pay the annual fee I had been paying until all hell broke loose. Now I have to figure everything out again. Oh well!

Today is spring warm, in the mid 60’s. The clouds are gone and the sun has taken its rightful place in a blue sky. My weather gauges, the two dogs, are outside and have been for a while. They have even missed their morning naps to enjoy the warmth. I just might have to join them.*

I can still remember the joy the first warm days brought when I was a kid. It was spring jacket weather, sometimes skipping all the way to school weather and perfect weather for playing outside till late afternoon. In my mind’s eye, I can still see the field below our house. In spring, the grass grew tall and was filled with grasshoppers. I remember running to chase the jumping grasshoppers hoping to catch one with my hands. They were brown. I used to peek through my fingers to check them out. I liked their legs. I remember the dead tree on the left in the back of the field. Only the bottom part of its truck stood. One big branch had fallen across the path. I used to climb over it rather than take the path around it. Just beyond that tree, the field ended in a copse with only a small dirt pathway between the trees. The swamp was just a bit further. That was my play-land when I was a kid.

When I was really young, I didn’t have any worries. My only responsibility was school. I didn’t mind. I always liked school. Because I wore a uniform, I didn’t worry about clothes. I mostly had play clothes and a dress or two for church. I loved comfy clothes, still do. In Ghana, I was the dressiest I have ever been. I wore a dress every day. It was customary.

I have been infected by the cleaning bug. While I was waiting for my coffee, I ended up in the dining room cleaning and dusting the cupboard, all the dishes in it, the tables and the chairs. I fear that bug.

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