Where are my Snowshoes?
Oh boy. A few things are pretty evident. I’m not called the Maven for nothing.
1. Haven’t posted for a couple of months.
2. Yes, it’s 7 May and we may get up to 4 inches of snow by the morning..
3. Spring came and went without a whimper. I could swear the tulips were ready to bloom.
4. The lovely hyacinths and daffodils and violets are tucking themselves back into the ground.
5. There’s a lake out there, under the total whiteout.
6. The pontoon is taking on snow……
7. Tomorrow is DS’s graduation party – outdoors, in a park.
8. I wore cutoffs and sandals to school already, a few weeks ago.
9. School is over until fall, for me. Then maybe Indian Philosophy.
10. Aced exams, so exempt from the final.
11. Still lots of UFOs in my knitting baskets. But making progress….
12. Reading UK & Scandinavian police procedurals as much as possible.
13. In particular – Larsson, Indridason, Edwardson, Airth……try ‘em!
14. Uncle Sam is tapping his toes at me….
15. Road trips for birthdays and graduations.
16. Thanksgiving and Christmas will be on us before we know it.
17. Bombs in Times Square, robots to stop the oil creeping up on the Gulf Coast, ash clouds from Iceland to Europe, floods in Nashville……sounds like somebody’s silly science fiction story.
18. It’s really true that if someone makes something for you to wear, you think of that person each time you touch it. I have a bright and lacy crocheted cinnamon scarf that puts warm caring thoughts around me when I wear it.
19. Is anyone NOT entranced by Howard Hanson’s 2nd Symphony?
20. Who really wins the little lotteries, anyway?
21. Is Betty White really 88?
22. Had one of those frozen gyro kits for supper last night – sure didn’t taste like the real thing. I have lovely memories of so many little snack delis tucked under apartment buildings in Thessaloniki a few years ago. I bet it doesn’t snow THERE in May.
23. All I want to do is take a long nap. Finally have a cozy sofa big enough for it. Promise to write sooner. Really.
“The cure for boredom is curiosity; there is no cure for curiosity” – Ellen Parr