Sunday, October 2, 2011

Yay, we have sun. . .


The sun has finally deigned to show his face. We've had quite a few semi gloomy days strung in a row lately along with high mugginess. Most uncomfortable state of affairs! Just got back from a walk up the street and saw the October Walk Festers leaving the Evergreen Cemetery. I'm certain they checked out the monument to the wonderful milk cow and the fiddle player! It is a well kept, peaceful plot of God's green valley. I haven't seen the bagpiper practicing in quite a few years. That was always a treat. Ate breakfast at home this Sunday morning and went to lunch in Woodstock. Poor Puppy's Pop, the Yankee Flyers have lost their best field because the company who owns it is expanding right out on the runway! We took a ride to the other field at the Woodstock Waste hill site. It was raining when we got there and it seems you have to have the combination to the lock to get in the gate. Puppy's Pop did manage to pop an umbrella and talk to Paul H. The Woodstock Field will not be good for control line flying as the field is located high up on the mound of covered garbage and isn't really wide enough. It's a good thing he has an alternate field in Oneco!

Grampa just came in from pitching horseshoes to let me know he's going to mow the grass. That's my cue to close the windows to keep out the pollen. There is no dust flying around today because of all the rain we've had but the grasses are growing and so are the weeds. He's had a hard time getting the mowing done lately and he hates to see long grass. The yard always looks so velvety and bright when he's finished. Had a good Friday/Saturday with Kiddo. Did a lot of short stints at soccer, basketball, baseball, scootering and swinging before we spent most of our time listening to music! He and middle child really like a Monday evening TV show that features a Capella groups vying for a top prize of thousands of dollars. I must admit I was impressed with some of the music. It does remind me of the Nylons! Kiddo brings down the metronome and we beat time as he sets it for some of the songs. Good times.

Quote: Fairest of lights above! thou sun whose beams adorn the spheres, and with unwearied swiftness move, to form the circle of our years. ___Watts

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