A little rain.
A couple of lightning strikes.
Some thunder boomers.
Glorious colors in the early-morning sky.
That's how this summer day in July started.
It was nice, as was yesterday.
With no immediate, major "next thing" on the schedule, I could finally feel a sense of relaxation and less care for making disciplined use of time.
I enjoyed visiting with one of my friends long enough that a phone glitch cut us off. It was probably time to end the conversation, but we'd covered some good ground in our visit, and that was a nice change of pace.
I even drove over to my sisters where we visited long enough for me head back home and suddenly remember the dozen eggs I'd left on the stove for hard boiling.
Well, the hard boil progressed a bit: a couple of eggs exploded in the pan.
The mess wasn't too bad, but one dozen eggs went to the garbage.
I'll try again today and will definitely make a note to not allow anything outside to distract me from the eggs like it did yesterday.
Then, of course, I'll have to remember to read the note. Just kidding! 😉
I really appreciate days like yesterday because once again I could actually practice the definition of "laid-back." It's fun from time to time, especially because the "to do's" have already started mounting.
I picked Lovestead berries yesterday, about 29.
Both raspberries and blueberries are just starting to ripen, but it felt good to do the first picking of the summer.
We have made good use of the garden lettuce for the past few weeks, and, so far, there's still much more to come.
It's a welcome time without a full schedule for a while and definitely a time to take advantage of the empty slots in the day and on the calendar for fun stuff.
In the world outside the Lovestead, I see that the cease fire in Iran has turned into all-out bluster and bombing and insulting threats again.
I guess when the USA lost out in the World Cup, we needed to concentrate on other world affairs.
Couldn't our President do, like he did with the World Cup, just call someone who's in charge in Iran and tell them to knock it off?
The day is young.
The stock market is plunging.
Maybe he will call before nightfall.
Lots of dirt and heavy equipment on Center Valley Road these days.
It looks like new pipes for the Colburn Creek water line are going in.
Farther east on the road before the intersection of Center Valley and South Center Valley, there's more heavy equipment and a lot more dirt showing.
I heard over the winter that another horse stable may be contructed in that area, but I don't know for sure.
In the meantime, it's fun to see the progress of projects which always start with dirt.
I read about three former students in today's Daily Bee.
They were all fine young men when I knew them when.
Nowadays, they are all doing neat things for the community.
So, I'll post a link to each story.
BTW: the winemaker was one of our son Willie's classmates and the son of a former Miss Brown and colleague.
Are ya listening, Stephanie?
Congratulations to all three! You're from Sandpoint, and we are proud of you!
Enjoy the stories and Happy Wednesday.
I used to the window next to the last stall in the Cedar Street Bridge lavatory was the best bathroom scene around.
Over the past 20 years, however, I've changed my mind. Our upstairs window has offered some amazing scenes during all seasons.
This morning's with the interesting cloud pattern grabbed my attention while zipping up my jeans.
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