Better today

Yes, Day 3 of being home.

By yesterday afternoon, I was a little stir crazy. Ray made a lovely omelet with leftover ham, asparagus, potatoes, and, of course, eggs from our hens.

We went to the bargain movie last night: Frozen. It was a pleasant outing, although the movie was a little disappointing. There were some things I loved about it, like the strong female lead and the message about falling in love. The plot was a little lame, though. As Molli said, "it's for kids...," but I can still prefer Mulan, for instance. There was something of a reliance on dramatic special effects, which I find less impressive when they are animated. It was still worth going out for, though. Ray bought me Sno-Caps, even though I have been eating cake and other sweets too much.

On the way home, we stopped at Publix to pick up bananas. They had Easter candy on sale. You wouldn't believe how long I studied it, trying to decide whether chocolate on sale had to be dark chocolate...

Not much else happened yesterday. We get our walk every morning and I spend some time in the garden--between the time when the grass is still wet and it's kind of too hot to be out...at least an hour. Report: flowers on peas, potatoes somewhat frostbitten, surprisingly, onions, garlic doing well. Small carrots  and radishes, lettuces. Set out about 12 broccoli (maybe some are cabbage). Grampa is in the middle of setting out the tomatoes. The first few got frost-burned too. Two short rows of beans are looking good. Mostly I like weeding, sitting in the dirt, thinking about writing. Sometimes I take the spading fork and turn over a few chunks. Then I sit down in a new place. I study the weeds, trying not to pull up the Johnny-Jump-ups. (they're mini-pansies that we planted years ago and have reseeded themselves ever since.)

I listen to the chickens, scratching and making little noises. They seem to prefer to be near me. I have seen hawks and owls and smelled skunk a couple times, so perhaps they feel safer close by. I spend some time, usually after lunch, sitting on the porch, watching skinks and anoles and bees and listening to the many birds. Note to self: learn to id birds by song.

When I am on the computer, eliminating e-mails or otherwise, I listen to my favorite music. It's a good life, just needs a little more purpose. I am looking forward to Ray's vacation, soon. I hope we'll get a lot done around the house, but it always seems to go fast.

Liz calls every day around noon. Calls are pretty rare, even with the truck ad, and she is so predictable, I know it's her when the phone rings. So does Cameron. He barked today when the phone rang and I said, "it's Liz." Then I let him out (if he's not already on the porch) and he heads over to walk with her. If I haven't already, I usually eat lunch then. When she brings him back, sometimes we chat or I give her a cookie or other baked treat.

I'm going to get in the tub now. Somehow I managed not to do that yet today.