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Archive for September, 2023

TIMING

Yesterday I scheduled DUET to post. The theme concerned the back-to-back storms that ended July following a stretch of 90-degree days. I am at my winter home in the city. We just had three days back-to-back that reached 94-degrees.

We had heavy storms last night that are continuing through today. At the camper Robin shelters under my bed. She cannot get under my bed here. At 12:30 she woke me when the rain started. Even though it was only drizzling, I gave her thunder bites. At 4:00 AM she heard thunder. She became nervous, looking for a good place to hide. I was not able to go back to sleep. I finally gave up, turned on the television looking for a weather report. At 6:00 AM I saw the extent of the lightening and gave her more thunder bites.

Coming downstairs at 7:00 AM my phone announced that lightening was detected in my area. I was pleasantly surprised to hear the message on my phone — The Rockford weather AP works on my phone in the city. My phone warned me again when heavy rain was coming.

Somehow, I missed the weather forecast — the warning of strong storms. Too tired? Still trying to catch up? Too much to do? On purpose I haven’t over scheduled. I wrote five thought rambles at the camper but since I don’t have the program to work offline, I’ve had to try to get them scheduled while I’m home. I’m not a typist. I flunked typing in high school. To make life more interesting, they have made changes to the program. And because it is MY LIFE, MY EDITORS HELP. If what I’ve written doesn’t meet expectations or is too rambling, changes are made.

I received notice that one of my prescriptions needed to be renewed. In order to get new pills — My doctor wants to see me. Thankfully I have a free time this week, AND SO DOES HE.

Coming home, catching up on the mail, I saw a notice from the city regarding senior tax exemptions. I sent the paperwork in April, including a copy of my husband’s death certificate and a copy of my ID. I was concerned that it wasn’t received. On hold for 45 minutes, I finally got a human voice, she gave me an answer. Paperwork had been received. I had my exemption. TIME WELL SPENT. I COULD RELAX.

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DUET

Early Friday morning, the Tornado Alert woke me at 1:45 AM. Storm coming — 2:15 the alarm sounded again, Severe Storm. My rain gauge measured 1 1/2″. The temperature continued to climb. HOTEST DAY OF THE YEAR predicted. Heat warnings — remember to stay hydrated, stay out of the sun, and wear loose clothes. I planned to go to water exercise, but I was moving too slowly.

I turned the air conditioner on. I stayed inside once the temperature reached 80. I had a book to read, I still had black bean salad. I DID NOT NEED TO COOK. I don’t know how high the temperature went but STRONG STORMS were predicted.

My granddaughter was attending a Bible camp to the North. My son-in-law and grandson were driving up from the South. I was concerned and said a prayer for their safety.

Earlier in the morning, when I was sitting on the deck, I noticed two of the baby robins had fledged. One remained in the nest. Early in the afternoon I watched the last baby robin hopping on the deck. It hid from my dog behind a bin. My Robin was very interested. Early in the evening it had flown.

Our television reception was very dicey, but Friday night Channel 6 came in clearly. They preempted regular programing to report on the approaching storm. IT DID NOT LOOK GOOD. The possibility of a tornado was forming. Hail and winds of 100 MPH reported, coming from the North. I was concerned for my granddaughter. When I’m stressed, I PRAY. I DID!

The storm came through about 10:00 PM. Winds blowing, crashing of stuff. My son-in-law was just arriving. He was driving through the small town when the wind pushed his truck. I was happy they arrived, were safe and I was inside. The electric went off but before it did, my TV channel changed to 56.1 LAKEVIEW PBS. The channel I watch at HOME. Electric came back on, but tv coverage was affected. I turned the tv off and the air conditioner, but I left the fan on.

Robin woke me at 2:00 AM. It was quiet outside, the storm had passed. My green plastic chair had been blown across the deck. Plants were knocked down. Since the robin’s had fledged, I could turn on the porch light. And I did, straightening up. The solar lights in the Garden were on.

Saturday morning, I noticed more damage from the storm. TWO TREES WERE DOWN. The maple we had planted in 2015 after the tornado had taken out nine trees, And the ornamental pear we had planted for my husband. SAD!

One inch of rain was measured in the rain gauge. I called Above Ground for help removing the trees. They came that morning. They removed both trees and pulled out the stump from the pear leaving a deep hole. I called another person for help filling the hole. Not expecting him to come over on Saturday, I used curtain rods to mark the hole so no one would fall in.

Still early, still cool, Steve came by with four bags of dirt. He pulled a mess of weeds between the stairs and the trailer. He found a small oak tree growing there which he transplanted to the new dirt filled hole. Curtain rods provided support. The new baby helped the sadness. My grandson removed another robin’s nest.

News reported two tornados in the storm. Our campground had 14 locations with blocked roadways, 164 lots with downed trees. July ended with a bang. I’m tired of planting trees to have storms take them out. The baby oak is an exception. It has the leaf that has withstood oak wilt. I will enjoy watching it grow. I plan to plant tall grass and a couple of bushes.

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ROSES

It started simply. I wandered into a bookstore in Dixon. Although I have camped in the area for many years, I did not know the bookstore was there. Entering I saw Sister Jean’s book “Wake Up With Purpose.” I knew it was mine. I decided that instead of reading Sister Jean from cover to cover, I would save a chapter for dessert. I recognized the name immediately. I had seen her on television many times over the years. I knew I would enjoy her thoughts. I was right. One serving and I knew I would need a place to write her thoughts or my comments.

The very next day I found the perfect journal, “Blessings Among the Roses”. There was plenty of pages waiting for comments enlivened by artwork and quotes. That inspired me to write today. Through the years I have received many roses but a few stand out in my memory.

I have written about many of them. I remember the fragrance of the roses when the blessed Virgin Mary was present at the Queen Of Heaven cemetery in Hillside. Heading out the door for Mass I found roses on the porch. I thought they were real, left by my neighbor. Only to discover that they are silk, identity of presenter unknown. They have a place in my kitchen. I wrote “Roses with the Morning Paper” in Journey with Me.

After my husband passed, we got a landscaper to enhance our front yard. I asked for stones and Hosta’s because our front yard is all shade. They brought 2 rose bushes. I knew my husband was involved. He knows I love roses. I asked the landscapers to move the roses to the sunshine in the back and Hosta’s to the front. Putting in a garden at the camper I asked for two rose bushes. The varieties the nursery chose blooms all summer.

Having both books surface this week is timely. I had been wrestling with questions about my age. Will I be healthy enough to continue to enjoy the camper? Articles about the accomplishments of people of advanced age are often in my sight. I decided to do what Sr. Jean is doing –Start the day with purpose.

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DISCOVERY

We have had smoke in the air from the fires in Canada. I haven’t noticed a problem breathing but I wondered if the smoke wasn’t affecting my body. My knees and fingers are experiencing problems. I wondered if the poor air quality is causing the issues.

Monday, I did not feel well. I made chicken noodle soup on Friday, more noodles spilled into the soup than I planned. I froze three pkgs and put the remainder in the frig. After I finished the soup in the frig, I raided the freezer.

Sitting outside, taking it easy, I watched 5 bunnies run in a line past me. A butterfly hovered around my head. It stayed long enough for me to talk to it. The hummingbirds visited the feeder and the petunias many times. In the evening the bunnies were back, running in a straight line. I watched a group of deer cross the road, headed to the corn field. It was an unusual day. The air quality seemed better.

Tuesday, I had energy. I was determined to do something. I pulled out the step stool and investigated a corner cabinet. I’m shrinking and so are my arms. The top shelf had something hidden in the back. I couldn’t reach it. Thankfully a fly swatter was on the sink. I used it to retrieve a large 2 qtr. plastic pitcher with a smaller one inside. I was going to leave it on the shelf where I could reach it. But then I realized I wouldn’t be able to get it down without a stool.

Since I had the stool, I cleaned off the top of the refrigerator. It had not been touched since my husband passed. It was LOADED with MICE droppings. Also loaded with cardboard tubes used to keep the frig doors open during the winter. I found a bunch of notes written many years ago. I DID NOT LOOK AT THEM. Bunching the mess up, I dropped it into the sink to be dealt with later. I was able to reach disinfectant kept in the sink cabinet. After putting stuff back, I continued with the small shelf in the corner cabinet. I found plastic storage bins with no tops. I planned to recycle them but plans hanged when with the help of the fly swatter I FOUND THE TOPS. Since I like to cook, they would be helpful in storing leftovers. I seldom make a one serving meal.

I decided I had done enough work for the day. Gathering up the trash, I threw it into a bag. I didn’t tie the bag because I had more stuff outside that I wanted to add to it. Tossing the bag down the stairs, a piece of paper escaped. It was a lovely note from Tom telling me he had gone fishing. Before dropping off the garbage bag, I searched for more notes. Most of them detailed life, shopping, church, etc. I found one in which Tom was taking our Lab, Mabel, to the lake.

I THINK TOM WANTED THE NOTES FOUND. THAT IS WHY ONE ESCAPED.

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Where did summer go? I’m not ready for FALL. Foggy, cold morning. Rain is forecast for this afternoon. Often FALL brings depression. I think I found it. I’ve often written that I walk to a different drummer. Thankfully I’m aware of it.

Today is Wednesday, On Monday my daughter’s dog was scheduled for an operation. I sat outside, my feet up on a hassock. My knees were already yelling. A blue butterfly landed on the hassock to rest, I didn’t want to disturb it, so I didn’t move. I planned to go shopping — five stores listed on my phone. My daughter texted that the operation was successful, the butterfly flew away. Not immediately — it hovered and circled. I thought about knees and plans for shopping. I prioritized stops. This is the first time I did that; I don’t think it will be the last.

Tuesday, was chilly in the morning. I made chicken soup. Enough to put FIVE servings in the freezer. Wednesday morning, COLD — FOGGY– NO SUN AGAIN. Since I started reading Sr. Jean I try to start each day with purpose. I COULD NOT FIND A PURPOSE FOR THE DAY. I HAD NO ENERGY.

It finally warmed up enough so I could sit comfortably on the deck. I took the opportunity to take a photo of the GARDEN and post it on FACEBOOK. I still could not get the complete GARDEN. Sitting on a chair, on the deck, feet on hassock I looked up and saw a hummingbird hover for a few seconds in front of me.

I talk to living creatures. I thanked the butterfly on Monday, I thanked the hummingbird this morning. It is so easy to get caught up in the day that we forget the little things that cause us to smile.

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GARDEN

Monday morning, I waited for rush hour to end before leaving for the camper. I planned to stay for a month. Thankfully I remembered lessons learned when I stayed longer than I planned, I brought all my vitamins and prescriptions with me. I included 2 bottles of Terrys Naturally Healthy Feet and Nerve pills. I didn’t want to run out again. Aldis had a fabric picnic basket on sale. It held all my morning and evening pills plus extras.

I had six bags packed by 8:00 AM so my son could load the car before he started working. He managed to get all the bags plus 3 boxes of fencing and the 3 plants I brought home into the car. He buckled a box into the front seat to hold one of the plants.

The outbound traffic was lovely. When I arrived at the camper the gardeners were already busy. They had parked their truck with trailer across the street blocking the drive I used to back up my car for easy unloading. They not only unloaded my car, they brought everything into the camper for me. I’M EXTREMELY GRATEFUL.

Tuesday morning, an alarm woke me at 6:00. I DID NOT HAVE AN ALARM SET. I was dressed when I opened the door at 7:00 and saw their truck. They not only brought beautiful plants, they replanted my daffodils. We had pavers left over from an early stone patio. They made a safe path to walk on. I didn’t have enough fencing to surround the whole garden. I need five more boxes. I was surprised when I saw a heart made from river rocks. Robin jumped the fence into the garden.

I was concerned about the soaker hose. I DID NOT NEED TO WORRY. They attached it to the hydrant that is close to the camper on level ground. They put the hose under the stairs so I wouldn’t drive over it. If you are getting the impression that I’m very happy with their work. You are CORRECT.

Thursday, I traveled south to look for garden ornaments. First stop I found a St, Francis of Assisi statue. I was born on his feast day and have searched for a garden statue for years. I also found a solar hummingbird and bee on closeout. I bought 8 solar disk lights for the path.

When I finally arrived back at the camper, I left the garden stuff in the car. Friday night I sat myself down and had a heart-to-heart talk with myself. I reminded myself that I should not wait for others to do everything. Saturday morning, I placed St. Francis by the heart and put in both solar decorations. I decided that the solar disks should be left for those that can bend without falling over. I noticed the mama robin had hatchlings born that morning. Hummingbirds were feeding on the petunia plant. A monarch butterfly found the butterfly bush. The garden is coming to life.

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