In The Middle

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Open Windows

This past Thursday was my first day without teaching a yoga class, or classes in 10 days!  The cold or whatever I’d had was finally on the way out, it took forever.  I really missed swimming, but I made it two days this past week and I didn’t feel like I’d fallen too far behind. 

The weather has been absolutely amazing and Thursday did not disappoint.  I headed out into the yard by 9:00 a.m. and loved every minute of it.  My flower garden on the north side was a disaster of debris.  I ended up using the lawn tractor and trailer most of the day and hauled off 12 loads down back.  I also chucked the 16 milk crates of walnuts that I didn’t get a chance to sell.  Bummer on that deal. 

Jackson, the white cat, is loving this weather as well.  He was outside with me all day and spent a great deal of his time lounging in the pear tree.  That pear tree needs to come down, most of it is dead, but here’s why we can’t cut it down just yet. 

Half of it still blooms and produces pears.  It also smells so good and it’s so pretty.  The pears are small and not really that edible.  The squirrels usually destroy them before they get a chance to do anything.

My hibiscus tree also popped one flower open yesterday!  I think it really enjoyed that steady rain that we received all day on Friday.  I liked the rain as well.  Nothing like a rainy, chill out kind of day after you’ve spent 10 hours in the yard.

The visit with my family went great.  My parents showed up with a ton of grapefruits as they always do.  Mom even attended 3 of my yoga classes and we gave a bunch of grapefruits and jars of calomundin marmalade (that she’d made) away. 

She also brought me 5 gallons of calomundins.  That took us a couple of hours to process.  There were four of us working.  First you have to cut them in half and remove the seeds.  Then after you’ve done that, you can squish them through a collander to juice them.  But we used my juice extractor instead.  We made a calomundin pie before they left to see how it turned out.  It tasted the same, but the filling was a deep orange instead of yellow and it didn’t have that glistening sheen.  But hey, we’re not making it for a a contest on food network so it’s all good.  Plus it saved a LOT of time!

I’ve had the windows open all day and the air has never smelled so good.  I plan to spend some quality time in my swing this week.  Life is good.  Enjoy.


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Flowers in Florida

Every time we have cold, snowy weather here in Missouri (like today) my parents send me photos like this-

Just a little bouquet they picked from their yard resting at pool side.

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Or perhaps an orchid that they finally got to bloom.orchid1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Or this beautiful, ruffled, yellow hibiscus from out front. flower-3

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then, they top off the e-mail by letting me know they will be taking a trip to Peru this Spring. 

They’re going with a personal tour guide and will be imitating this itinerary.

You have no idea how envious I am.  Peru is my dream trip, and someday I will get there.

Enjoy!


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Into the Night

I’m a light sleeper.  Always have been and it’s looking like, I always will be.  I hear e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g.  If my son gets up to get a drink of water, I always ask him about it the next day.  He laughs and thinks I definitely have some sort of medical problem that makes me sleep so light.  Maybe I do, who knows.  I can’t remember the last night, I slept uninterrupted, and it’s wearing on me.

I was really beat yesterday.  Mala sunk in.  I rode my bike to instruct two yoga classes and was finished by 1:00 p.m.  After that, it was straighten up around here time, hit the grocery store, pick one kid up, then wait for the other kid to call and pick him up.  Make dinner, laundry, etc.  Last night at 10:15 p.m. – I fell asleep watching the news.  Unheard of.  I don’t just fall asleep, maybe because I don’t let myself.  I have things to do.  And, sleeping in the front room?  No way.  I’ve never slept on a sofa and I don’t believe I’ve ever even reclined on ours!  So, I got up and went to bed.  My husband has to watch TV in the bedroom, which I despise.  But I guess he can’t sleep without it.  He’s constantly bombarded with external stimulation at his job, and honestly, I don’t think he can function without a bunch of noise.  I’m the other way.  I need total darkness and quiet to sleep.  Which might explain my insomnia problem.  I rarely have total darkness and quiet to sleep!

Around 12:30 a.m. I heard people talking, as I often do.  Our street is a thoroughfare and it’s in business all hours of the night.  More so now, since the college kids are back.  But sometimes, you score stuff; a couple full cans of beer on your driveway, an inner tube to use at the lake, etc.!  My husband was already in the kitchen, having a snack (something he does late night, I don’t do that, I’ve brushed my teeth for heaven’s sake!) and he was watching the “talkers”.  There were three.  One guy in a small, white pick up truck and two guys on the sidewalk on either side of the street.  Looks fishy to me.  The walking guys, ran, jumped into the back of the truck, laid down and sped off.  OK.  What in the world did they just steal was the question.  I go back to bed.  I mean, what can we do?  Nothing’s missing.  My husband stays up and watches……and watches.  Then, he can’t stand it.  He takes off in his truck looking for them, into the night.

About three years ago, on a Saturday in October at about 11:00 a.m., I was in the backyard picking up walnuts.  It was a gorgeous day.  I left for five minutes to pick up my daughter.  When I got in my van, I noticed someone had been in it.  Uh oh.  Had to run, get my kid.  I’ll deal with this when I get back home, right?  We dealt with it all right.  Back at home in the backyard, we found my sunglasses, my phone charger, a bunch of CDs, stuff strewn everyplace.  The shed was left open (as it often was back then) so they hit that too.  Our mini motorcycle was gone (we’d just painted it bright yellow, it was like a 1978, not a mini bike, but a little motorcycle, it was cool) the metal detector, a TON of tools.  I was HOME geez and we have a yapping dog!  How could this have happened in five minutes while I ran up the street?  Did they do it while I was way down back gathering walnuts?  We’ll never know.  All that stuff’s still missing, so if you see any of it, call me.

Above explains his paranoia.  It’s the same time of year and though most everything is locked down, locked up or chained to trees, you can’t help but think if someone really wants something, they’ll find a way to get it!  He didn’t find them.  He thinks they’ll be back.  That they were just checking stuff out, stalking, seeing how easy or hard it would be.  Maybe our house, the one next door, the ones across the street?  He’s probably right.  It’s his intuition and this is what he does at his job after all.

That’s it.  We’re putting up a big sign that says, Beware! This place is protected by giant Orb Weavers, their shadows and their webs!