1. Let’s not even talk about the mosquitoes this year. If you look out the bathroom window at 10 p.m. (assuming you are awake) you can count 35 hungry mosquitoes buzzing and buzzing and begging to come in the house to suck human blood. I do not exaggerate, as I am an accurate counter.
2. Our daughter amends that, even though 35 hungry mosquitoes prepare to feast outside yonder window, she’s not experienced too much difficulty during her visit in our woods this week. I agree. A few weeks ago the mosquitoes feasted and feasted and feasted. Now they don’t bite as ferociously, thank all the stars in the yonder heaven. They only look ominous. However, if one is weeding the garden–watch out. Only Deep Woods Off will save you.
3. Our daughter is visiting from New York City! We are loving it.
4. We picked her up at the Flint, Michigan, airport a week ago Friday before my dad’s 80th birthday party. Our son and his wife also flew in from San Diego. All of my parent’s children and grandchildren attended the birthday party except for one grandchild from Singapore and now she’s coming to visit him and the rest of her Michigan family for a few weeks. So my folks get to see ALL their extended family this summer. What could be better?
5. The birthday party was a blast. Except I could only talk to every visitor (maybe 75 of them?) for 5.4 minutes. Then one had to move on to the next long-lost friend or relative. It would have been nice to talk to everyone for 10.6 minutes. Guess we’ll have to throw another party, eh, Mom?
6. The party happened downstate in Yale, Michigan. We then drove home to the Upper Peninsula 550 miles north and west. We liked having a third driver.
7. The third driver and I play cribbage every night. She taught me cribbage a few years ago. I forget how to play in between her visits. However–you all should know this–your blogger is now ahead of the third driver in numbers of games won. 3-2. Full disclaimer: without her counting skills, I would be losing.
8. It is the coldest summer imaginable here. You know how cold? The temps rarely top the upper 60’s (19.4 C). Last week we enjoyed two days in the 50’s (12.7 C). However, just to mess things up, our fan now attempts to cool us off. It’s almost 90 degrees (32.2 C). But don’t feel too sorry for us. It will be back in the 60’s for three days this upcoming week, darn it. We claim it’s because of the icebergs still floating in Lake Superior in early June.
9. Back to those dreaded insects. I told you about mosquitoes. We also feature wood ticks, two of which crawled on my daughter when she walked down the road the other night. (None attached.) However, she and I enjoyed a three or four mile walk by the Mouth of the Huron yesterday. Delightful! Except for those crazy biting flies which prevented us from ever ceasing our walking movements. (Click on this post if you would like to read The attack of the killer flies.)
10. We also ambled along the Silver River on Thursday. I sank both sneakers into a muddy swamp. We glanced upward and viewed a bald eagle winging down the river. She saw its mate, flying behind.
11. Said daughter is gone tonight visiting friends. Thus I have time to blog.
12. Any of you bloggers want to play with Karma and create a whimsical photograph post? The due date for “Whimsy” is Monday, June 30th. I have a whimsical blog to post and will try to show you soon, before or after our birthday celebration tomorrow. (It’s not really Barry and my actual birthdays. His was in June, and mine is later in July. However, we chose a middle date and daughter will cook us a delicious dinner and, mosquitoes cooperating, we’ll eat on the deck and open presents wrapped in newspapers.)