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Smooth Jazz Sunday Evening #4

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Saturday Morning

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IMG_0055-XLIt seems like it’s been like forever since I was smelling my crab apple blossoms and I miss that smell.  It was nice and sweet and smelled like Spring.  The sun was warm on my face and the breeze smelled of blossoms.  My yellow finches were back and busy feeding at the bird feeders on the deck.  It drove the cats nuts to watch them feed.

There is always too much to do in the Spring.  There’s my garden to tend to and seeds to plant.  The yard and the bushes need a bit of a tidying up after another long and hard Minnesota winter.  The old red mulch needs to be raked up and new put down so it all looks shiny and new.

That’s a long way from where I am right now.  I am and I’m not a winter person.  I prefer the warmth of the sun but I would miss the snow and the ice of winter.  I long for the sweet smell of crab apple blossoms but I’m eagerly awaiting what the Ice Maiden creates for me with snow and ice.  I’m fascinated by what surrounds me.

Five for Friday

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IMG_0005-XLIt’s kind of amazing how looking at something in a different light changes things.  Take for example the bath towel bar underneath the over toidy cabinet I have.  My first thought was “Oh crap, I forgot I had that there.” Which was soon followed by “Ummmm … when was the last time I dusted that?”  And that’s followed up with a “Why do I even have it since I never use it?”  It appears something will be removed this weekend.

It got to a wonderful 28*F today.  It felt almost tropical to me with all of this warmth.  I was daring and didn’t wear my gloves on the commute home tonight.

My weekend plans have changed.  I completely forgot my step Dad went to Wichita to spend time with my step brother and his family.  I guess there’s no road trip down home for me this weekend.

I have the jingle bells that were on the last plant that I bought for Momma before she died.  I took some long twisties and tied them to the outside of my day pack that I use for work.  So I’m jingling all the way to and from work now.  Momma would have liked it.

Miss Lily likes hiding under my Christmas tree.  She just doesn’t like me trying to take a picture of her laying underneath the tree.  She’s being an extremely uncooperative photo subject.

Wednesday Night

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IMG_0011-XLIt’s dark out there.  I can hear the cars driving by on the main road out back of my place as people are going home from work.  Of course a couple sirens were wailing out there a little while ago.  I hear sirens all the time and especially during this part of the day.  There’s always a fender bender not too far away and one of the fire stations is only five houses away from me.  I sometimes joke that the firedogs would only have to drag their hoses down here and leave the truck at the station since I’m so close.

It’s cold out there but nothing unusual for this time of year in central Minnesota.  I can’t complain about the cold because it’s normal and this is Minnesota after all; but I do anyway.  It sinks in bone deep right now and the arthritis in my neck and hands lets me know that its none too happy with the temps the way they are right now.  Well, I guess there’s always the possibility of taking a couple more aspirin to relieve some of the discomfort.

The fireplace is on and the cats are laid out in front of it soaking it the heat as it radiates out.  I sit there and look at them and they lay there in front of it and I wonder just how in the world they aren’t cooking away and how I don’t end up with baked cat.   God they hate it when they have to move away from it.  They end up giving me that “one pissed off cat” look whenever that happens.

I looked outside just a little bit ago and noticed a bunny hopping alongside my neighbors pine trees.  I ducked in under the low hanging branches before I could get a shot.  I wonder how long it will take before it discovers the feed dish that I set out under the deck with rabbit feed in it.  I don’t imagine that it will take too long before it starts freeloading off of me.  That’s OK.  It just means I’m watching out for one of God’s creatures.

The travel bug is biting once again

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 It will be nice to actually see this place without all of the snow and the bitter cold and the chattering teeth.  The chattering teeth would be mine that I’m referring to mind you.  Doggone was it cold in December 2010.  I thought for sure I was going to be stuck in Amsterdam for Christmas with no hope of getting out until after New Years.  Of course there are far, far worse places to be stuck at but it would have been expensive for a lengthy lay over.  I was fortunate enough to get out of there before the big snow swept in off of the North Sea.

I wonder if Mrs. Claus is still there.  I think it was Mrs. Claus.  I could have sworn it was Mrs. Claus.  All I know was she was good looking blonde in a window in Amsterdam, she had on a red dress, red high heels and one of them Santie Claus hats.  She winked at me, smiled and beckoned for me to come in from out of the cold.  She must have wanted to find out if I was being naughty or nice that year.

I think I would have ended up on Santie Claus’s Naughty List if I had gone in.  But ya never know ….