I'm in the mood to write and I have nothing to say. Notice how that doesn't stop me? Be fore warned that the following has no redeeming social value and nothing resembling a denouement.
It is already hot here! Temperatures are in the 90's and it isn't even Easter yet. There is no rain, my yard has been clear cut by grubs and the wind destroyed my early blooming tulips. Its going to be a long summer.
I bought some grub killer. It is more complicated than a fertility schedule. I'm thinking poison shouldn't be that complicated. Wonder if there is a natural remedy?
Hard boiled eggs are nasty things. Coloring them pink and other noxious pastels doesn't help matters any.
Pastels are the weenies of the color spectrum. Pick a color and go with it - don't waffle around! Pastels are for the bland! Bah!
A friend loaned me "A Light in the Window" by Jan Karon. It is the most god-awful boring book I have ever thoroughly enjoyed. We'd been discussing books that chronicle on-going characters. Next she's going to have to read some of my Martha Grimes collection.
Read Martha Grimes Richard Jury mysteries. Start from the beginning when the books are more concerned with the crime and a whole sort of P.D. James nuance. Then continue on to the later books where the mystery is still superb, but the wack-o characters really come into their own.
All the windows are open. I can hear the grackles or crows or whatever those big birds are debating in the thick of the evergreen tree. They seem to be pretty polarized over the issues. Quite a lot of mudslinging. Very little substantive discussion.
I was reminded of Carl Sandburg's "Fog" today. Thanks to Rachel. It is one of my all-time favorite poems.
Wouldn't you love to live where there is fog? I would. For a while, at least.
I'm teaching a DWI intervention course with Mindy. It is exciting to watch people in this class. Some people really understand what is going on in their lives. I don't know if they will do anything about it, but the light has at last dawned. Others keep building up their walls, higher and higher. Denial is a nasty business.
One bad thing about the course - I've had a terrible tendency towards thoroughly unintentional double entendre. And while these guys may be slow on the uptake in some areas, they are real pros with this stuff. *wink, wink, nudge, nudge, say no more* I take a very small comfort in the fact that I was not the instructor who used an analogy about licking cats early on in the class. Eh, Mindy?
I WANT TO GO CAMPING!