rummage, cars, bbq

we spent early morning schlepping around to a subdivision-full of rummage sales.  i bought a nice leather footstool for $3.50 just because…

i really like the saturday programming on wkyu and i am usually within earshot of a radio for “wait, wait, don’t tell me”, celtish music, barren river breakdown, and american routes music.  there’s a little break between that and “prairie home companion”, so we drove down to the river for the beginning of shrinerfest.  there was a bbq contest (mostly over by the time we got there) and a car show.  there were some really cool cars and trucks lining the riverfront… everything from old-tyme vehicles to a 2012 corvette with those cool bat-wing doors; way-fun station wagons to GTO’s.

every time we go to a car show we are nostalgic for the old 1949 truck that casey restored and we talk about doing that again… really, casey Does need a new hobby…

we picked up some fine bbq ribs and brought them home, just in time to tune to garrison keillor…

chilly today (#9)

goose bumps all day with the high only…60-something?  i took the opportunity to do some cleaning, since I am My Own cleaning lady. later, we went out to eat…

putting off the day (#8)

i rank with world-class procrastinators, using complex, deeply rooted avoidance techniques to build the tension required to finally get the job done at the verry last minute.  this morning i’ve merely been keeping my skills sharp, using simple techniques of reading, making a list of what i should Just Do, and reading some more…

i love my nook, especially for reading myself to sleep—it’s so much easier on my eyes.  i’ve always been a voracious reader, but since i’ve used the e-readers i can read twice as many books, as well as keep up with magazines.  (i no longer have to search through the ads in vanity fair to find the articles)

don’t you worry, though, that i’ve abandoned real books, the kind with spines and covers and presence on my bookshelf;  in fact, i’ve recently been on a book binge, buying used copies of poetry:  billy collins, mary oliver, wendell berry, t.s. eliot, walt whitman, frank o’hara, patti smith.  better world books, online, has a great selection and good service and i’m becoming a regular visitor.  i also picked up an old (not first edition) copy of Gone with the Wind at a rummage sale.  another sale netted me several books about lakota traditions and i bought an albion fellows bacon book at a library book sale.

i’ve got to get going…i can mark “blog” off my list now.   maybe i should start another list…then plan priorities over another cuppa coffee…  i’ll bet wendell berry’s poems will inspire me to get moving…

it’s just another day (#7)

it’s all arranged:  i’ll have the New Piano delivered july 23…that works out great for me—gives me time to save a little cash.   cloudy, rainy, ordinary day…

greetings to my hairstylist, lynn lohoff, and thanks for perking up the commonplace…

hellppp…there’s a camera growing out of my head…

it rained today (#6) !!!

i finished up mulching the veggie garden, planted jessica’s herb containers and a hot-pepper  container garden for me just before a nice, but too short, rain.  i don’t remember the last time it rained, but i know it’s been weeks.  i love the smell of the dust settling down…and of course the plants prefer God’s precipitation as opposed to the gardener’s.

how to take pictures of rain…i tried catching ripples in the birdbath and under the gutters, but finally decided on raindrops on hydrangeas…

sweatin’ the day (#5) away

memorial day…we used to call it Decoration Day because we’d hit the cemetery circuit and spruce up the graves of our long-gone ancestors.  we didn’t do that this year.  instead, we’ve been out in the garden (see www.growingeveryseason.wordpress.com/).  i shopped for mark-downs at ronnies fruit stand and still have more to plant…

if i can’t get some pounds off with all this sweating it’s proof that there’s been a polar shift…or something.

a day (#4) with olivia…

olivia visited today while her mom & dad went to a wedding…we played and played, went to the library, out to eat, then played some more.  by the time the jrs. reclaimed her she was getting her second wind while casey and i were worn out…