Daily Notes for Wednesday May 13th.... Chilly, Cloudy and Damp here in Maine. 50 degrees

 Not my garden... but perhaps my lawn.

Reading Linda Howard's Prey.  I like it.  Now I have three of her books that I like.

Daughter stopped in at the local bookstore and ordered two books for me...  One is the Lost Husband.  The shop owner will call when they arrive.

I wondered when the guys would come mow the lawn and presto...there they were mowing yesterday...the lawn looks AMAZING... green and lush.  The old Peony bushes are leafing out...I don't expect any flowers.  The Twin's Mom asked if I wanted to shop for annuals for the containers with her one of these days....I said yes.  The gal I usually shopped for annuals with isn't speaking to me anymore....I think the time was right for us to end things.  Past time for us to end things.

I had grocery store pot stickers for lunch yesterday...excellent.  I fried them in my favorite cast iron pan.. I think that might be considered- loosely..... as "cooking"... I also had some Mother's Day frozen custard... I am eating it slowly and enjoying it very very much.  Today is Toasted Cheese with Pickles Day.

I doubt we will be having any sunshine today and I might need to up the temp on the thermostat.  Even with a sweater I feel cold.  Yes, it's May but in Maine that means NOTHING.  The Atlantic Ocean is just  "over there".........

There might be British Soccer....There certainly is CSI: New York.  There are the final pages of Prey to read and then choosing a fresh book for today....I'm thinking something light and frothy.  A romance out of the bookcase?

Or several episodes of Law and Order?????  So many good choices....well, my breakfast coffee needs a warm up and I need to check the setting on the thermostat...there's a chill in the air.

Daily Notes- For Tuesday May 12th,.. A Cloudy Day so far with a bit of a chill..here in Maine.

 Someday.

Well, it looks cloudy and damp here in Maine...I have to turn UP the furnace...get the chill out of the house.  The back of my neck feels chilled.

One of the Library Books I chose is going back after 5 pages.  How do these books get published???? I finished my  favorite Linda Howard- Cover of Night.   Up Close and Dangerous is the one with the crashed airplane...my second favorite... I have two more here but never really like them as much as the first two.

Not much else to type...I changed the water in my vase of flowers...I do it every morning after oatmeal and newspaper.   I need to find a good book for this chilly cloudy damp day.

I read a few pages- Prey might be an excellent choice. So. I'm set for the day...and if the chill continues I have the heating pad handy.  And some British Soccer.    And a reheated cup of coffee.

Son has gone out for lunch.  This is usually when I used to eat cookies.  Now there are NO COOKIES!!!! but there are Pot Stickers to Fry up when it's time for MY LUNCH.   Couple hours from now.

Nothing more to say....

Daily Notes for Monday, May 11th.......Sunshine here in Maine. 60 degrees. Grass is getting tall.

 The last of the peony images.

There is quite a bit of sunshine here in Maine today....the grass is nice and green..  I don't know why it recovered so nicely from the over fertilizing but it did.  The grass...well, it has a lumpy surface as it hasn't been mowed in quite a long time...I would mow it but husband bought a fancy mower and it's actually difficult to get it started....I think we might have used it once or twice.   

I spoke (typed) too soon...clouds have rolled in and it's bleak outside.

Difficult Mower as in "hold this lever down push this one up let the choke out"....you get the idea...for a guy in the early stages of dementia it was a puzzle he never solved.  Why I have a lawn service cutting the grass and an expensive walk behind mower in the garage unused.  We need to attach a For Sale sign to it and put it out on the curb.  I know everyone "does Facebook" but I do not.

I have never actually been interested in revisiting high school.  Or college. Or any of the half dozen places husband dragged all of us........ and we have the moving boxes in the Attic to prove it.

I need to visit the DMV.   My driver's license expires...and instead I might just apply for an ID...in case people want  to know who I am.   I will NOT be driving...  I know there are those of you my age who are still driving but I doubt any of you took a 5 or 10 year sabbatical from driving???????

I'm fine with being a passenger.

Daily Notes for Sunday May 10th. Happy Mother's Day.

More images of Peonies.
 

Well, I accidentally purchased a lovely bouquet of flowers on Friday's grocery shopping day.. Not realizing it was going to be Mother's Day..   And the internet provided the vase of Peonies.  Aren't they lovely? Serendipity.

My back seized up when I rolled out of bed this morning...I am walking standing and sitting with a bit of "ginger" as they say.  Gingerly.  I can hear my spine bones moving ...such an odd thing to have to notice. Your bones moving.

I discovered I have to wait until FALL to dig up and divide my own ancient peonies.  Research is a wonderful thing. And in the time in-between I will consider where the split segments will go...more will be near the front steps...where I see things more often than the back yard.  Perhaps they will all be out front.  I read they like limited amounts of sun??????

I am willing to ask for or hire help in the digging and dividing...  I am 80.8 months old.  I counted the number on my fingers.  Just today...before that I was UN-aware.

 I recall Gregor's phone calls when she was in her 80's...to come get something she could not reach, or lift. And also endlessly driving over to thread her sewing machine needles.   I was asked if I wanted her machine...after she passed...I said no...I liked the simple- ish one I had at home.  Gregor thanked me with some lunch...home cooked lunch.. then I would read the New York Times and she took a nice nap. I miss her. She died alone one afternoon standing by her sink in the kitchen... 

I wear her red sweater...the very heavily mended one. Keeps her close. She ran over to the library (where I was working) on 911 and I drove her back home and stayed until she stopped crying...memories of Pearl Harbor. She kept saying "was never supposed to happen again"

Son got me some ice cream for Mother's Day...I don't know what kind it is but will have some after Sunday Pizza.   Right now I am recording British Soccer... two games.  And then I'll return to my book- the plane just crashed and the woman has sewed up the large gash on the pilot's forehead..now she has to find shelter.  Or rather create shelter.  I've read the book a few times...the first time was the worst..but they survive.  So now it's easier.  But not by much.