enough is way enough
I’m a patient man. Really I am. I waited 54 years for my beloved Giants to win
another World Series and I’m willing to wait another 54. I still look forward to
the time when peace will guide the planets and love will steer the stars.
But the unwillingness of spring to show her exquisite self here is pissing me off.
I thought our community had made it perfectly clear with this party that she was
welcomed and expected.
We’ve had a week of mid-winter weather. Yesterday we had snow and hail. Today
we woke up to a coating of frozen sleet. Just look what it did to Mowat’s outdoor
sculpture of beer bottle caps:
It also put a damper on cookouts. The ladder in the background had to go back up
so I could scrape the snow off the satellite dishes.
But there’s good news to be found. Roameo, rapidly fading, was able to hop down
After he had himself a handsome poo, he was able to renogotiate them with a bit of
a boost. I’m coming to grips with his impending death. But he’s hanging in there.
He ate a full breakfast and is sleeping by my right foot, blocking the doorway so he
can’t be overlooked.
Inside the news is better. There’s no frozen sleet, for one thing. Our indoor green-
house is doing well. That’s tomatoes in the foreground and corn in the back.
We haven’t had much luck with heat-loving corn at this latitude, so we’re giving it
as much of a head start as we can. We’re running a second 48″ fluorescent light for
flowers. I didn’t realize how much voltage those fixtures pulled.
In other good news, our friend Lee — after a frustrating week of finding parts and
tools — thinks he can put the boots on the new truck this weekend. I hope so, since
he’s been borrowing the old one to track everything down.
And the best news of all, tonight is pizza and movie night with my sweetie. Jude has
also had a frustrating week. But she’ll get a foot massage for however long the run-
ning time of “Precious” is, including closing credits.
Thank Random Chance It’s Friday!
I don’t know why I can’t get a line of separation between the paragraphs at the end
of the post. I’ll work on it. See you tomorrow.