Those are good months.
Just to get in the mood, here are some pictures of former autumns in Greensboro and Columbus.
These scary-looking creatures were rescued from Emily and Ryan's moving leftovers. Some of them managed to make it all the way to Washington, but I brought these home, and they seem to like being plopped down in weeds and ignored.
So is this a pecan tree? Does anyone know? Emily says it is, and it's been growing in this pot for a year or so, just appeared one day. I'm afraid to try to plant it in the yard because I'd probably kill it, but it can't go on like this for long. I probably won't harvest any pecans either way.
We had an enjoyable afternoon sitting in the gazebo swing talking and enjoying the quiet. We were wishing Mike and Tom were there to paddle us around in a boat and maybe fish. Plenty of time for that later.
To go with this, we had corn on the cob, mushroom rice, and French bread. Delicious
After we ate we went back down to the dock and whiled away another chunk of time, this time watching the boats go past and listening to the conversations as they went by. It's fun to be invisible. More talk. More relaxing.
The next morning, we carried our coffee to the gazebo and enjoyed just a little bit of breeze and tried to coax a shy turtle to get closer. Debby promises me that it was a turtle head looking at us and not some other creature.
Gus contemplates a swim maybe? If only he had a swimmer's legs.
After I left Saturday, there was a bit of excitement when a truck hit the nearby bridge and brought police and rescue squad vehicles to park in the driveway. I'm glad I missed that. We don't think there were any serious injuries, but the crash made a lot of noise and caused quite a scene.
I'm looking forward to doing this again when the weather gets cooler and we can wrap up in blankets while we drink our coffee. Maybe taco soup and cornbread then.
Thanks again, Debby, for a great weekend.
Second, the girl who has the honor of sharing her birthday with Mike Windham and Bill Clinton -Karen Barner, Emily's long-time friend, roommate in Atlanta, and now house-mate in Issaquah.
No one would cooperate with me and send me embarrassing baby pictures to use, so I'll just have to find another one.
After wedding with Emily and sister Suzanne.
I now have invitations to visit Guatemala and England and Washington. Wouldn't it be nice if I could do that?
Speaking of Facebook, it's been great for what I use it for. Like I read somewhere yesterday, I don't feel like putting up a daily status change - "Becky is stumbling out of bed to start work" - because I don't feel like anyone cares that much, but I really like it when other people do it. Sometimes I'll even comment on their comment. Being isolated and working at home, it gives me a chance to reach out and at least say hello to people and for other people to acknowledge that I'm alive.
A group of people who worked at my old company Transquick about 15 years ago are getting into contact with each other - well I guess they already were; I'm just finding them - and it brings back so many memories to hear what other people remember. The company merged at least 3 times before it settled into MedQuist, and most everyone I knew ventured out into other companies and lost touch. Now it's interesting to see where everyone is and how their children have grown and how we pretty much all hate what's happened to medical transcription over those 15 years.
I'm not going to get into games and polls and sending Easter eggs, even though it's fine for those who want to, but I'm kind of enjoying it. It's not just for young people anymore. I think they're a little embarrassed that their parents are on FB and will probably wander off to form another internet society soon.
Church and work today. Maybe rain this afternoon. Many birthdays this week. Stay tuned.
We were getting ready to move to Columbus, and Mike was already gone, so I decided packing and moving were not enough to keep me busy and decided to redo the table. I stripped off all the years of paint and varnish and stain - very, very messy - and painted it white. It had a recessed top, so I got someone to put a square of glass there, and it was really quite pretty. Emily had brought me a lace doily from Paris a few years before, and I put it there for awhile, and in Columbus I put a collage of pictures under the glass one Christmas that just stayed. Then when we moved, I couldn't find the energy to do anything with it, and it's just been in the guest room with nothing under the glass. SO--
Now I really have to work.