“I’m such a clever Toad.”
Posted October 29, 2020 by katryCategories: Musings
The rain started yesterday and continues today. The high will be 53˚. Given the weather, as if I really needed an excuse, I am going nowhere and not even getting dressed. I bought two cans of dog food yesterday so Henry will eat today. The big announcement is I did my laundry. The pile in the basket in the hall got so high that Henry slinked passed it fearing an attack.
Some days I have a lot of energy while other days I barely get off the couch. Yesterday I had a doctor’s appointment then I stopped for the dog food. I got home and into my cozies then I dusted around the TV, the dining room table and the small bureau in the hall. I wet mopped the kitchen then I collapsed on the couch from far too much exertion. My current sweatshirt has clean sleeves.
The oak tree leaves have turned brown. They’re curled at the edges. That is my view from the den window, a tree filled with dead leaves. I wonder if it is a metaphor.
When I was a kid, I walked to school all the time. On the walk home, I crossed the railroad tracks at about the halfway point. I walked across the field, a sort of short cut, then to my street and, finally, up the hill to my house. It didn’t take long to walk home, but the walk was long enough that I got soaked.
hIf I were asked my favorite novel when I was kid, I’d have said Little Women. Jo is my favorite character. She taught me that I could do most anything, my sex not withstanding. The novel in second place would be The Wind in the Willows. I loved that the characters were four animals: Mole, Rat (a European water vole), Toad, and Badger all imbued with human qualities. I liked kind, loyal Mole the most. Toad was the most interesting character, “the wealthy scion of Toad Hall who inherited his wealth from his late father. Although good-hearted and optimistic, he is also arrogant, conceited, and impulsive. He is prone to obsessions and crazes. Having a short-attention-span, he gets bored with each of these activities in turn and drops them…” That description, without the good-hearted and optimistic, gave me pause.
