Vic’s now at work at his part time job that takes up forty hours of each of his weeks; and the pets, well fed by my standards and lousily fed by their standards, keep telling me its steaks, lady, steaks!!! When will you ever get it right!
Ooops! Had to hurry into the kitchen and turn on the oven to heat breakfast that was left there 15 minutes ago. It’s not always easy being older…anyway, what was I talking about?
It’s a nippy 37 degrees outside, and the weather station says with the breeze it feels like 30 degrees. It felt like the 20’s as I refilled the feeder and threw seed across the ground into the garden.
With breakfast of maple and chicken patties on a whole grain roll but a memory of the recent past, my front window once again gives me pleasure as I follow Austin’s gaze towards the garden. Mourning doves are milling around on the ground and throughout the garden like beautiful messengers of delight to my eyes.
English sparrows and house finches dominate the feeder as usual, with a cardinal flying in, then a larger finch appears which I’m guessing is a purple finch. It doesn’t matter, because they all explode into the trees as a red-bellied woodpecker swoops in and rests in the middle of the seeds. It’s his until he flies out.
I’m thinking, as I drag my feet on that last present to wrap, how my older Christmas’s began to disappoint more than delight, and I just shut down and settled into my cocoon hibernating until the January’s appeared.
It’s an effort today as the years have not been kind to my health, but I’m learning to shift my gears down according to how I feel. Today I’m in creeping mode. It’s back to a few presents this year as many years have been lacking them.
The largest acquisition has been Dustin’s car seat. After all these years, it’s about time! One look at that humongous box, and wrapping paper was no longer an option. After several installation tries of getting it all wrong, we joyfully took Dustin on a test ride. It was a total disaster.
We are blessed with a terrier who views car rides as racing back and forth between windows, bouncing off the side walls as he goes, whoopee. He paws and claws the sides when he tries to see out the windows.Apparently we lack simple smarts adjusting the strap that attaches his harness to his car seat. The car in motion, he tried to eject himself every second until squeezing himself over the edge, he became froze in time, unable to budge an inch, then whimper time. Stopped car, squished down dog seat to unlatch from harness, and back home to learn from our mistake.