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“What shall you do all your vacation?’, asked Amy. “I shall lie abed and do nothing”, replied Meg.”

May 26, 2015

Today, according to the paper, will be a warm one, in the 70’s. I, however, am a bit skeptical as the clouds have obscured the sun, and there is a stiff breeze. My list is long today. I have several places to go. Yesterday I bought herbs and perennials and a few tomatoes. I wanted more veggies, but there were none, all had been sold. I’ll try a couple of other garden centers hoping to find my snap peas.

Lots of people were down for the weekend. The line to go off cape was miles long, but the wait was not unexpected. It happens every Sunday and turnover Saturdays until Labor Day. The sun and surf carry a big price.

I never cared whether or not we went on vacation. Saturday night was usually the drive-in and Sunday the beach. We went to Maine a few times and stayed at my father’s friend’s cottage, the tiniest place ever. Beds were build-in wherever there was space so the place could sleep 10 or 12 people. On both sides of the cottage, the nearest neighbors were within spitting distance. The water was too cold for swimming. There was really nothing for me to do. It was my least favorite vacation spot, but it was free so I was stuck.

We never came down the cape. We went north. I remember seeing the Old Man of the Mountain, now gone, the flume and the top of Mount Washington. My dad drove our car up he mountain on what I thought was a really narrow road. We were on the outside and there were no rails. I could see right down the mountain, but what I remember most is how cold it was on the top of Mount Washington ever though it was summer. I think we did that trip in a day.

There was a lake we went to which had a slide into the water, a regular slide, nothing fancy, and a zip line you held onto with both hands. I don’t remember the name of the lake, but we it was always a day trip. I liked lake water. It was always warm, and if I happened to swallow some water, it wasn’t gross like salt water. We would swim almost for the whole day stopping only for lunch and then the hour wait so we wouldn’t die of cramps.

It never occurred to me that we seldom went away. Summers always seemed busy. We had that one huge trip to Niagara Falls, but that was it. I still remember every stop on that trip. It must have taken my parents a long time to save enough money. I remember it as my first visit to a foreign country.

“Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day.”

June 11, 2013

Another early morning for me-this is a habit I have to break. I was up at 7, read the papers, even did the crossword and the cryptogram, then left for my library board meeting at nine. I just got home.

Last night it poured again. The world is green and lush but damp and chilly at only 64˚. It is supposed to rain again today. I have to go out later to do three errands but not until the afternoon. Yesterday I did my laundry, all three loads of it. The hall is now clear. I even took the clean laundry out of the dryer and put it away. Usually it sits there a while. I don’t know where all this industry is springing from, but I’ve had enough.

My landscaper and I discussed the flowers he forgot to plant last week. I was able to grab him for the chat as I up and about so early. He promises tomorrow he’ll plant and then mulch. I reminded him that last week he also promised Wednesday. He laughed. Sebastian keeps telling me he wants to take down the two pine trees and the two wild roses in the front yard. I keep saying no.

It has been a long time since I last cooked a fancy dinner, and I’m thinking it’s about time for another. I’ll have to do my flow chart such that I cook over a couple of days so my back will be okay. No big dinner of mine ever gets done without a flow chart. It always starts with the recipes in order: appetizers, meat, side dishes and dessert. Beside each dish is where the recipe can be found. I then make a list of the ingredients by category like fruits, veggies, frozen, meat and assorted to make shopping easier. The flow chart also lists the steps for each day and on the day of the dinner for each hour.. Some things I can cook ahead a few steps but not finish until the big day. After the dinner time is set, my flow chart works around that time so all the food is ready and on the table together. The need for a flow chart grew out of past bad experiences when the dishes were ready at all different times and some dishes, especially salads, were left in the fridge and never served. My flow chart and I get made fun of by my guests. Taunting the hand that feeds you is never a good idea.

“Each species is a masterpiece, a creation assembled with extreme care and genius.”

May 18, 2010

The morning is overcast and chilly. Rain is predicted for later and for the next two days. I planted flowers and herbs yesterday so the rain is welcome, but I do hope it holds off until later this afternoon as I have more to plant. My trunk and front seat were filled with herbs, flowers, tomatoes and clay pots when I left Agway yesterday. I know I need a few more annuals so one more trip ought to do it. I say one more trip despite knowing that once I grab my wagon and wander the aisles I have an overwhelming urge to buy more and more for the garden. I bought two anise herbs yesterday. I rubbed a leaf between my fingers, and the smell of anise was a delight. I even said wow out loud. Two people turned.

Either I was sleeping too deeply or the spawn of Satan did not dine on my furniture this morning. Rubbing the metal with garlic was suggested by Christer, but with the rain coming I’ll have to wait. My luck, however, is such that the evil one will love the added flavor and bring his friends to dine alfresco.

When I was a kid, I loved feeding squirrels. They’d come right up and take a peanut from my fingers. I was delighted. I remember trips to the Public Garden in Boston. At the Swan Pond, people sat by the side of the pond, threw pieces of bread in the water and fed the ducks. People on benches all around the garden were ringed by squirrels looking for handouts. I remember squirrels running across the walk in front of me and scampering up the trunks of trees. It was like being part of a zoo exhibit where all the animals are close enough to touch. It was the neatest place for a kid.

I don’t remember seeing too many animals in the wild where I was growing up. I remember a few skunks and running in the opposite direction just in case. Raccoons would amble by but they were infrequent visitors. Once in a while, driving in the car, we’d see a deer in a meadow along the side of the road. That was the best sighting of all.

Where I live now, I see many animals in the wild. Coyotes and foxes are common. Deer have run in front of my car just down the street. Wild turkeys are getting more and more common. Rabbits sit on my front lawn as they munch the flowers. The possum was here a whole summer. He was after my tomatoes. I think it a wonderful thing that despite the numbers of houses there is still room for all these animals to ignore us and go about their business.