* Seen on a t-shirt:
Knitters---writing code since the 11th century.
* A contented feeling of having accomplished my list today in a calm, mellow way.
* I wallow in knitting porn, dogs snoozing beside me, until I realize the time.
Monday, June 25, 2018
Sunday, June 17, 2018
je suis revenu
je suis revenu......
* Winding my way to the post office, I pause in the roadway to allow 6 (6!!) wild turkeys to cross. The man in front of me has pulled to the side of the road to get out of his car and I hold my breath while he finds a box in his car's trunk. (No, no. Not a gun, I think. Hunters are fine but this would be too easy, too much like a....turkey shoot. Is it even hunting season?) A camera is his quest. When I return home my room mate tells me 6 turkeys crossing the road in front of one means exciting adventures in the coming year.
* "Just put the cardboard back into the closet."
(After he has fixed the door with it.)
"Ohhhh! Your closet smells nice!"
"Good. That means no one pooped in it..."
* I pause for awhile at the stop sign because a red winged blackbird has lighted on the pavement beside my car (and I do not see many of those here). My mesmerized self suddenly realizes that I must move on but ah, only a motorcycle is behind me.
* I follow 2 cyclists up and down hills until we all reach the stop sign. As we pause, a motorcycle cuts his left turn too closely surprising all three of us. Like dominos both cyclists go down. We three giggle.
* Winding my way to the post office, I pause in the roadway to allow 6 (6!!) wild turkeys to cross. The man in front of me has pulled to the side of the road to get out of his car and I hold my breath while he finds a box in his car's trunk. (No, no. Not a gun, I think. Hunters are fine but this would be too easy, too much like a....turkey shoot. Is it even hunting season?) A camera is his quest. When I return home my room mate tells me 6 turkeys crossing the road in front of one means exciting adventures in the coming year.
* "Just put the cardboard back into the closet."
(After he has fixed the door with it.)
"Ohhhh! Your closet smells nice!"
"Good. That means no one pooped in it..."
* I pause for awhile at the stop sign because a red winged blackbird has lighted on the pavement beside my car (and I do not see many of those here). My mesmerized self suddenly realizes that I must move on but ah, only a motorcycle is behind me.
* I follow 2 cyclists up and down hills until we all reach the stop sign. As we pause, a motorcycle cuts his left turn too closely surprising all three of us. Like dominos both cyclists go down. We three giggle.
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