BLUE SKIES, OPEN WINDOWS, AND HOME ALONE

4/16/2016

Am I in a time warp? One week ago the snow was falling and instead of a pair of summer sandals, I pulled on the winter dress boots – yet again. As I write this, a soft breeze nudges the curtains beside my writing chair and our windows and front door are flung wide. It’s heavenly outside, and due to the breezes, inside too.

No time warp, you say, just April in Indiana? I’ll buy that.

This day feels about perfect. This morning I sent a revised manuscript off into cyberspace. That alone makes me giddy. Soon I’ll be blowing up my social media feeds about my new project. But not yet … not quite yet.

Meanwhile, I found myself with a free Saturday afternoon, home alone. It’s lovely. Brian got called into Dad-duty to accompany younger son Ben on a quest to purchase a car. Ben inherited my 2003 Buick Rendezvous a couple of years back but last week, it met its maker, and I don’t mean the Buick company.

The engine blew up, dying in the middle of the street, and not just any street, but a major thoroughfare in Indy. Thank the Lord he was able to start it up One. Last. Time. and get it out of the road into a parking lot. Then it was hauled away in a hearse, I mean wrecker, back to Pendleton where it was pronounced DOA by our car guy, Ralph.

So he’s been without wheels for a week and relying on the kindness of a coworker to get him to his job. I haven’t heard how the search is going. I offered to go along and make a day of it but Brian said I wasn’t invited. He didn’t think it would be too cool for Dad and Mom to show. OK, I get it. It’s a Dad thing.

Fine with me, and a fine day it is. The spring wreath is on the door, the decade-old peony wreath pressed into service as a candle ring for the dining-room table, and I’m preparing to head outside to pick up sticks and do a little yard work.

And who am I kidding? To inaugurate my back porch with some reading time and maybe even a teensy nap.

Hope your day is equally glorious.

This peony wreath came from the Current Catalog many years ago. This spring it is serving as a candle ring on our dining room table.

2 Comments

Debbie M. link

4/17/2016 05:41:07 am

There is something special about these early spring days where nothing is taken for granted! Growing up in the U.P. of Michigan, spring was announced by the Tech students donning shorts and playing frisbee on the first "warm and sunny" days in the midst of melting snow piles! We wish spring into being, but a day like Saturday confirms that it is outside and within us!

Donna Cronk

4/17/2016 06:53:29 pm

It is so interesting how last Saturday, spring seemed so far in the future. Snow falling, heater running... but here we are, a week later, and it is more summer even, than spring. Go figure! It's fantastic though.

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