The Calm Before the Storm
It doesn’t matter what radio or television station I listen to, we are due for a storm that is to take from Saturday to Sunday.
Today . . . I enjoyed the calm and went for a walk down Stauffer Avenue to the east. My friend, June, lives in the last home. Have not caught site of her since Christmas. June’s husband has been gone for just two years. June has two sons that live here in St. James and they look after her for what she may need. June worked right up until age 70 at the Swift Food processing plant north of us. June is now 77. She walked to work each morning and again when her shift was over, she walked home. June has never had a driver’s license. I admire her to no end. As we caught up with each other, she thought that perhaps with all the snow that will thaw, she may not put in a garden this spring. Her home is quite on a hill compared to where her garden spot is. I also commented that I was happy Kevin had tilled most of our backyard up in the fall, taking away the need to tend a huge flower garden that would be soggy for much of the spring. As I was getting ready to walk back home, we each were thankful for the snow each of us had moved this winter. Our legs were road ready for our walks. Thinking back, some springs it took a while for our legs to acclimate for the lengthy walks.
Coming back into the house, it smelled so good. Using up the last of the roast pork, I had decided to make soup with it. Mom used to make the best cabbage and potato soup ever. Our soup consists of the left over pork roast, onions, carrots, potatoes and cut in fourths, brussel sprouts. The sprouts are as close to cabbage as I had on hand. Hearty and healthy, coming up for supper.
The sewing studio is getting a break for several days to let the neck feel better. Monday, if the weather permits, I am going back for another treatment. Hey, I have insurance that covers it. I want to be free of the neck pain that does lead to a headache at the base of the skull. Maybe it had to really hurt that bad for me to perhaps learn my lesson and slack off on that, that does do harm. The sewing studio did see the stitched out pillow for Carrie’s auction event come into fruition before Dennis had gotten home. The most difficult part of the project was stitching one side of the pillow closed with needle and thread in hand. Yup, you would have thought that I was being held up by my fingers and wrists for the challenge it was. Mobility in that regard is less than good.
Before coming home yesterday, the last stop was the library. A good choice of activity for my neck R & R. We are ready for whatever happens when the calm turns to storm.