Wednesday, March 13, 2019 – Creeping Up On Spring

I shoot drooping tulips and wrestle with my manuscript—two sweet ways to spend a morning. When I emerge from the woman cave for lunch (tomato soup, that I canned last summer, topped with fresh basil from the Aerogarden), the sun is peeking out.

We have a late afternoon appointment in town, so enjoy a leisurely lunch, paired with a game of the house favourite, Qwirkle, and a couple of rounds of Mastermind.

Then, we head to Home Depot. The sun feels warm on our back for the first time this year (except for our time in Mexico, of course) as we walk from the car. Spring is on the horizon and, inevitability, our thoughts turn to home improvement. Just a small thing for the time being, but a thing that requires a decision to be made. It proves to be extraordinarily easy this time.

We still have time to kill before an appointment, and Gerry suggests a trip to my happy place for coffee and a book browse. There, it’s not so much killing time as it is making the most of it. I try the new Caramel Cloud Macchiato, declaring it a winner. We make it out of the store without buying anything, and head to our appointment.

Later, finally home, I put bread in the oven and Gerry feeds Maya. I enjoy a phone chat with Laurinda, and we eat a non-traditional supper consisting mostly of warm, fresh bread.

And so it goes.

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2 comments
  1. Healthy life, healthy wife and writer!

  2. Ah, the simple things of life. I feel relaxed when I read your posts Linda. In between working on my soon coming podcast series I went outside for a break. A couple weeks ago I made a bird feeder out of an old coffee maker. The birds love it! 🙂 It gives me a simple kind of joy patiently waiting for the little birds to come to the feeder so I can snap some photo shots of them. I don’t have a winning shot but the birds aren’t in any hurry to pose so I wait each morning just for that special photo. Ahhh, the simple things of life.

    Thank you Linda. Keep on writing!

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