September Songs.

 September Songs.

 

It has been a lovely day of surprises. Now Michelle Malay and Mark Ogle both told me that they would be here today. Mark wanted me to go eat lunch with him and his twin sister Jane, but my right knee decided today would be a good day to bend backwards instead of forwards. A knee wrap made specifically for that stupidity has helped considerably, but it was not a happy situation this morning until that wrap was applied. Meanwhile, Barbara Mathews came over and brought me some fresh garden veggies—OKRA! And some onions, tomatoes, and a zucchini were her contributions to happiness on Dickerson Hill. Yum! Sent her home with a dozen eggs and some hollyhock seeds—both pink and red. When Michelle got here, the dogs were SO happy to see her. They know. She always brings treats! She also brought some soft yellow curtains that she thought could be made into light, heat, and cold barriers in my living room. They are humongous and will have to be taken apart and hung separately since they were made for those extra wide sliding doors. But that will make an interesting project. Here’s hoping yours truly has the sense to be able to do it. Measuring tape is at hand!

 

Michelle’s Range Rover cratered, so she came in a truck that was new to her—one owner, 2019 Dodge. Beautiful truck. Now she has reliable transportation, which really matters since she does not have anyone close by to help her in case her vehicle breaks down. So happy for her!

 

Barbara told me that her husband Mike wanted her to go with him the other day, but the AC in his truck had quit, so she didn’t want to get out in the heat. They will get it fixed now, you can bet! Mike passed out in the field where he was gathering cows to move. He fell, cut his head open, and had to call his brother to come help him. His brother is in his 80s! These adventures are not the happy sort at our age! May God bless and watch over anyone who has to be out in this heat!

 

Mark was going to take Jane to lunch today. She is in an assisted living place, so she can go when and where she wants to if she has someone to take her. It seems like she should be able to go home, but what do we know about medications and what is best for someone else. Surely, she could be in her own home if her daughter is there with her. But again, what does a person outside the family know about situations?

 

Tonight is the night to put the trash bins out. Patty just called to remind me that hers needs to be taken up to the road. It is probably a good thing that she called. Mine needs to go across the road as well. It is not full, by a long shot, but it still can be emptied.

 

We need rain here in WF, and New York City is being flooded by the residue of Hurricane Ida. Some of the Eastern states are getting swamped by that mess. It never fails that the ones who really need it are the ones watching others being flooded. But Barbara assured me that we would get some VERY soon because it never fails to rain when the Pioneer Reunion takes place in Henrietta, TX. They have all those plans made for the rodeo, the barbecue dinner, the dance, and homecoming. Yep, it will probably rain.

 

Got my truck inspected and the new sticker for it; then while at Market Street, several vegetables managed to get in my basket. Oh, and some fresh peaches, cantaloupe, and a melon got in there, too! Yep, it never pays to go to a grocery store unless you plan on enjoying spending your money! Amazing at the prices of things now. It seems the senior citizens are supposed to get a raise in our social security checks. You can bet that Medicare and the groceries will take it up just as quickly as it goes in the bank! Sigh Oh well. Such is life.

 

My hens have been singing the song of their people—the feathered ones. They seem pretty happy right now, but it is not clear to me just why. Athena sings every morning to let me know when they need the coop door opened. Then she manages to lay her little white egg every other day. Today was the day for that egg to show up. Guess her songs make her happy as long as she can lay her egg.

 

UPS brought my rat traps today. Set them in the feed trays earlier. One was already sprung an hour later, but did not catch a rat. May have to find a different kind of bait that will fasten to the little cup better. Should have bought some peanut butter, but just did not think about it. Don’t really like peanut butter, so that is one other reason not to buy it. Oh well. Sooner or later those danged rats will get caught by either the traps or the dogs!

 

My brother Sterling called just now, and we set the world straight in our estimation. Yes, he agrees that the words political and criminal are pretty much interchangeable. Sad how the words of the Bible in Daniel and Revelation are closer and closer to exactly what is happening today. It’s all about self and nothing about one’s neighbor and helping others. Well, except for the Cajun Navy. Those guys care. Maybe they need some Cajuns up in New York, New Jersey, and parts around there. Lord help them to be able to rescue the ones in trouble.

 

Let us remember that gratitude is the very best attitude. It is a choice, you know. So tonight, rest and be happy. You are loved.