Tuesday, September 1, 2009

AUTUMN AND STONE WALLS

That large, yellow orb is showing up later and later each morning. Once it finally does take its rightful place in the sky, it creates a mist over my mountain. The chill in the air sticks around longer; all signs that summer is bidding us farewell, and autumn will soon be painting a splendid picture on which to feast our eyes. And the beat goes on.

My good friend, Kilroy, was wondering in his comment why I would need a stone wall. For those of you who have not yet seen my house, it is situated on top of a hill. In fact, coming up my winding lane in the winter can be quite a challenge. The earth and sand find it much easier to slide down same hill, even more so since we’ve been getting bouts of torrential rains. You know the ones I mean – the drops are huge and fast and furious. The stone wall, besides being attractive, does much to thwart the weather’s effort to sent those numerous (and expensive) loads of earth and gravel to the bottom of the steep incline. Unfortunately, Mr. Heinz the perfectionist, has built it up and taken it apart more than once because a certain stone ‘didn’t look right’, so the area surrounding the house is constantly mucky from the disturbance. It does wonders for the floors, especially with two doggies who DON’T wipe their feet! LOL.

Shan is finally into her new place. I felt so sorry for the previous owner, who was moving out with the help only of a small pickup truck, a car, another lady, and her elderly father. I offered the services of our movers, but she refused. Suzie came down, one of Shan’s friends showed up, and between us all we got the biggest part spic ‘n span and settled in. I don’t envy my daughter who, this morning, will wake up to numerous bags and boxes waiting to be unpacked. It’s a very nice home, with a beautiful, big flower and shrub filled backyard and, much to her dog’s delight, another in ground pool. Just that alone convinced Dixie that this place will be okay, as long as her family was with her.

My son, Bow, started his new job (but with the same company) yesterday and I was anxious to hear if he liked it. He seems to think so, at present anyway, from his comments on Facebook. He was never an avid driver, and this position requires mostly driving. so that worried me. Not mother hen at all, is she?

It’s that time again – shower and rush hour. The students are back to universities and college, a fact clearly demonstrated on the main routes into the city. More traffic, hesitant drivers, and the need for good music to keep down road rage, LOL!

The weather network tells us the sun will be around for the whole week, so who can complain? I’m sending you all a big SMILE, and reminding you that your own is important to whomever you will see today….let it be the first thing you put on each morning! C ya!

Luv from the Bush in Quebec.

1 comment:

polichon said...

As one goes on in age, one is inclined to forget that one was young at one time and moving was never a problem. Your daughter is still young and capable of doing a good day's work without too much stress, i'm sure. Don't stress more than necessary for her, she can handle it...she's young and capable, that's what older people don't understand sometimes.C'est la jeunesse qui change le monde, pas les vieux....selon Kilroy...xxx