Yesterday got so busy for me I didn’t make it back to post music. I spent the time getting ready to celebrate a belated 4th of July. I had to make 2 trips for last-minute stuff, organize the dishes and bowls, sweep the deck and wash the table. My friends arrived at 2 and left at 9. It was a wonderful evening. We played games first on a table filled with appetizers then we had dinner then took a small break before dessert. The weather was perfect with a cooling breeze.
Today started out sunny but has since clouded over. The breeze is strong and chilly. It is supposed to be quite warm and humid later so I’m appreciating the cool morning.
When I drove to breakfast today, I was a gawker. All along my familiar route were people outside enjoying the start of the day. I saw dog walkers, a woman watering her lawn, a man with an electric saw trying to get rid of a huge stump in his front yard and joggers and golfers. Old Main Street, filled with historical homes, drew my attention today. I see them all the time but mostly from a side glance as I drive by. Today I was taken by the beauty of their front gardens and the houses themselves, each with a dated plaque. I think it one of prettier rides on the cape, and I get drive it whenever I want. That’s a nice gift.
Summer makes us more familiar with each other. We are out of our houses, out of bulky coats and scarves, the windows are opened and we smile at one another or nod as we pass. I stop and chat with my neighbors. We have just come out of winter hibernation, and we need to get reacquainted, catch-up with the latest news. We bemoan the Red Sox and their tumble from greatness. We talk about the weather: no conversation around here is complete without a mention of the weather, either loving it or whining about the heat and humidity. We wish each other the best of all summers then I say good-bye, wave and drive home. We’ll see each other again. It is after all summer.
