Delivered Vi to camp today. Felt sentimental and strange because next time I see her, she might have a new baby brother or sister. Or not. (The waiting game—sigh…)
Crickets are “cricking” like mad. Reminds of summer eves in Michigan, where we visited my paternal grandparents during the “dog days.” (I had the front door open and was enjoying the nice breeze until a minute ago, when a nearby neighbor decided to start mowing his lawn. Really? At 8:42 p.m. on a Sunday? Sigh...)
One last little observation: I genuinely like the new yellow-orange license plates issued by our state. Based on complaints I’ve heard and read, mine is the minority opinion. Yes, they’re a lot like the ones I remember from 3 decades ago, and maybe that’s one of the reasons I like them—sentimentality. But I also like the “pop” of color they give to the roadways. The white ones with subtle blue graphics always seemed rather bland to me. And I’m not the sort of person who thinks it’s important that my license plate match my car. (Actually, I’m not the sort of person who places much value on the appearance of a car at all…but I do prefer color to bland. Do I contradict myself? Sigh…)
5 comments:
"1-2-3. Heads are bowed. Eyes are not closed."
Grateful for camp from whence our friendship cometh...
I like the new license plates too! : )
...ever wonder what Aunt Alice is doing now?
I too am in favor of the new plates... I too am a fan of color over blan.
Love the new plate!!!!!!! Maybe it's time to move back to NY ;-)
Haven't seen the new plate yet, but I know I will like it if it resembles the plates from my youth.
I totally understand mowing at 8:42. It is cooler then. 7 AM is preferable, but more neighbors would be upset by that hour. Like a vacuum, it lulls children to sleep.
May Vi be blessed with a new sibling soon!!
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