Hello, reader, out there in Cyberspace. I can almost see you sitting at your computer. Some of you have a drink in hand–others a cup of tea–you are drinking coffee–you come unaccompanied to the computer.
I come without a cup of tea, although an Egyptian Licorice brews on the stove top. It’s an 83 (28-29 celsius?) degree afternoon in the Upper Peninsula. It’s hot on the deck. The garden is appreciating the sunlight.
These photos are all re-runs. You know, like old TV shows, run a second time in the blogging world. However, this time I’ve doctored ’em up. Sent them through the Picasa photo editing software. Something I didn’t know how to do way back in the Dark Ages of 2009.
So what’s new in this blogger’s life? I would rather ask what is new in your life. What is happening out there in Cyberspace, in the world beyond this computer, beyond this Upper Michigan Little House in the Big Woods?
OK. Since you asked. Briefly.
I have new glasses. For the first time in four years. They look less round, less fragile. They look more sturdy, a bit bigger, darker. Picked ’em up this afternoon from a nice young girl with dark hair and a discerning eye for glasses management. She adjusted them for me.
“Will anybody be able to tell the difference?” I inquired.
“OH YES!” she insisted. “From those round little glasses? Yes, indeed!”
I am sorry I have no inclination to take pics of the glasses. One day, God willing and the creek don’t rise, you’ll see them.
Had a fun lunch date with Susan D. (one of the Susan D’s) of commenting fame today. We went to Bamboo Restaurant in Houghton, Michigan. For those of you “in the know” this is the new Chinese restaurant in the old Ming Garden restaurant building. Very good. Very good indeed.
It has been interesting not blogging every day or every other day or sometimes not every third day. The blogging mind offers suggestions almost every day, “Let’s write about this! Or how about this?” but I wait to see what I feel like writing. Sometimes nothing arises. And that’s OK. But it feels different after three years of almost-daily blogging.
Our daughter is headed to Europe for five weeks of exploration. Have any of you mamas or papas watched while your grown children headed off overseas? When you didn’t have the luxury of daily phone conversation? It may be a long five weeks. Christopher, if you’re reading out in California–I may take to calling you every day. NO! Just kiddin’. (Maybe I’m just kidding.)
I could tell you other stories. Barry brought home five lake trout yesterday, and he’s grilling one of them soon for dinner. We’re having a very quiet 4th of July weekend. Our visiting friends and family shall be the wildflowers and deer, and if we’re lucky, we may spot the moose couple hanging out on Skanee Road.
What are you doing this weekend? Any major insights in your life? What has ignited your inner fireworks this week? (OK, by fireworks I mean what’s been the fizzle and pop and color in your life? The zing, zang and ka-poom!)