Pretty soon I'm seeing a young buck (small antlers) boing, boing, boing down the road. Too fast for a picture. And then another female tucked under a tree in a yard enjoying the flowers. Then back past the field and there were all three of the babies. So fun for me: a morning walk with friends.
The hole for the pool next door is dug. Ten long straight hours of noise and rumbling and house shaking. Today the little bobcat machine is ferrying the 6 foot high x 1,000,000 foot long (it just seems that big) pile of dirt to the dump trucks. That little machine is as noisy and house shaking as the big excavator. And it's been going on all morning long. It's unnerving. Whenever there's a momentary lull in the noise my whole body just relaxes. I don't do well with the noise. And no idea how long this process will take. Wish we had a bit of communication from the neighbors for information. We all know how powerful information is.
Waved hi from across the entry at the rec center to a fellow yoga class attendee while waiting for class to start. I only know her through class. She's from Scotland - even though she's been in the US for decades (she's older than me and came as a young person) I just love listening to her cute speech. Anyway, I just said hi and waved - she was chatting with another class member and we all know how fluid conversations at the end and beginning of meetings / classes are. They get interrupted all the time and it's fine, no one expects otherwise. Anyway, at the end of class, I'm rolling up my mat and here she comes. Telling me she wanted to get a chance to do more than wave - made it a point to talk to me and let me know I mattered. That small, personal interaction kept my spirits lighter the rest of the day. (All that noise and anxiety producing stuff going on next door has been super hard for me. She made it easier.) What a sweetheart.
And I liked this article so much I shared it with my family. Received a couple positive responses. Think I'll link to it here. You just never know what people are thinking, feeling, enduring. Sometimes speaking people will tell you, or maybe not. Or maybe it isn't easy to share exactly what you're feeling. I loved this woman's perspective and what she learned about loving.
Nonspeaking autism: Communication methods for nonspeaking autistic voices - Deseret News
Yesterday's mail brought our water bill. I've lamented quite a bit about how bad our yard looks this year. Felt a lot better after the bill arrived. It's a choice we've made to try to conserve water in this horrid drought. I'm super aware of how we use our water and do my best to minimize waste - even when meal prepping. Compared this summer's water usage (and charges) to last summer's. Roughly $40-$50 dollars less each month. That translates to thousands of gallons of water saved. That definitely feels good. And while the lawn looks crummy, it's not completely dead yet. So glad we've done this and there's no guilt for a bit of yellow grass, at least we're not watering every single day.
And it feels like I've been long-winded a lot lately. I guess I've had a lot on my mind. I've still got Penzu for journaling, but somehow this place is my habit, it feels easier. I think I have to be a bit more careful with some of the things I say here and that's probably a good thing. I never know who (if anyone) is reading. I'm so glad people understand that I don't really like them to talk to me about what they read here.
Read this earlier: I need to get my life together. This heat made me realize I can't go to hell. Yup, true on all fronts.
So grateful for a good book to read, for morning walks when there's almost no one about and for peace and quiet. Hoping for more of that.
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