Saturday, June 01, 2019


It's the kind of day where at the end of it, you sit back, tired, but with a smile on your face: the house is scrubbed clean, the garden is on track to fulfill its promise of summer abundance. Order reigns! For a day at least. Ed can track in yard stuff into the house faster than you could possibly imagine. Don't ask me how many times a day I sweep the mud room!

I work on the usual and the not so usual. And I start early. My sniffles are receding. Act while the energy levels are there!

(Dance thinks I should feed her first: the poor girl must be lonely. Stop Sign still comes and goes. Her brother? Nope. Gone.)

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Breakfast is in the kitchen. Cloudy days do this to us -- they push us to eat our meals in a cozy setting.

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I waffle about going to the market with Snowdrop and her mom. Forecasters say there will be scattered storms. Is it worth it? I think not.

Still, I need stuff: a bouquet from the flower farmer, spinach from the growers of everything and anything, asparagus from our favorite asparagus guy. I decide to do a quick run by myself: touch on the three stalls and return home.

(Here's a view I rarely show these days: from the Capitol steps, toward State Street (which leads to the university). As you can see, things get pretty crowded on Saturdays!)

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When I come back, I find Ed where I left him -- on the glass roof of the porch. A piece of stripping had gotten loose and he was screwing it back on. Once up there, he decided to clear out some butyl -- a compound that binds the panes of glass to the wood strips and which tends to ooze a little over the years.

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Dance is absolutely flummoxed to see him up there! Well, little girl, you're about to see another human form fly up, because as long as he's working on that roof, I may as well join him. I take a mop and pail to wipe down the panes. Rain wont wash away pollen. Of course, no one would notice the light haze on a porch roof, but Ed and I do! We always appreciate it when we've taken the time to clear stuff off of it.

More house cleaning, more yard tidying. The peonies are still holding back, but the irises are like dominoes right now: one bloom after the next!

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A day of progress. In the weeks ahead, I wont have to worry about compounded neglect: it's spiffy and neat, as of June 1st!