Some Firsts

Neighbor's hawthorne

I've snapped a few pictures.  Lots more than I'll share here.  It feels like time is flying past and I'm not getting enough done.  I'd rather read or play a game on my iPad rather than clean out/donate/toss or get motivated to work on crochet or cross-stitch.  I'm even having trouble getting busy on the baby blanket I'm crocheting. Don't know why that is.  And it isn't like me. Maybe I'm in the early stages of dementia and have trouble focusing or concentrating.  Whatever.  It's strange to feel so restless and uninterested in doing anything productive.  

Part of it is all that is going on in our street.  The house across from us is in yet another stage of construction and remodeling:  One van and three cars for the workers.  A couple houses down from us the street is nearly blocked from the pool construction.  One house down and across the street the re-roofing project is well underway.  We've two cars and three electric bike/scooters parked in front of our house for the daily pool party next door.  And it's been non-stop noise from the Bobcat next door moving around gravel and dirt - and the workers and all the trucks (currently two) are also parked in front of our house - the trailer with the pile of sod is fortunately parked in front of the neighbors - there's simply no room for another vehicle anywhere.  And I'm the one that thrives on peace and calm.

Baby Geesies

Anyway:  yesterday decided to paint my toenails for the first time this season.  Then we ran a quick errand after dinner and I slipped on a pair of sandals for the first time since winter.  This morning's walk found me taking the picture of the 7 baby goslings - those are the first we've seen this year.  Don't know what's happened to all the ducks, I've remarked that I'm only seeing male ducks this year.  They're generally in pairs so it's odd enough for me to notice.  

Around the corner and down the street a couple blocks I noticed (for the first time) another hawthorne tree blooming.  That trees flowers are a single color, unlike ours that has white on the blossoms.  Still, it's a lovely tree. I'd guess it is several decades old, so glad it's still happy.

Feels good to be cool.

I'm ready for September at this point.  Yup, I know:  never wish your life away.  I just don't do well in the heat and don't do well with all the commotion currently going on around our house and I don't do well when I'm so anxious. 

But, the good thing is that we've been invited to dinner with our friends.  At least that's something to look forward to.  (And it will be so good to get away from all this noise!!!) Thankfully, we'll drive, otherwise I doubt they'd ever manage to run the gauntlet to actually make it to our house. The funeral I was asked to play for was cancelled - at least Robert's part, which meant my part also. That bit of anxiety was immediately relieved.  I am learning a new song for Robert to sing at some point. So grateful for our piano and the way it helps my fingers stay flexible.  I long for the old days when I didn't have pain in my body.