Memorial Day is a somber and quiet day here. We are very grateful for those who served and are no longer with us. I am grateful for so much. I have decided to take a break from doom scrolling and being on FB. I try to be a positive person, and that is hard to do in this current climate. A break is much needed, focusing on more important things like reading, hiking, fishing, craft stuff, lazing in my hammock, listening to podcasts, camping, and a whole host of other things!
The weather here is fickle. Everything is green and lush, yet the temperature is struggling to reach the mid-60s. Today was 63 and breezy, which made it kind of chilly. The pollen has been out of control.
It has been a lazy and slow day here. I spent a good portion of the day outside, sitting on the deck working on a puzzle. Mom baked a chocolate cake for dessert tonight. The smell of it wafted out the window, enveloping me in it’s wonderful scent.
Earlier, I had made a macaroni salad, and then we tossed some brats on the grill for a quick and easy dinner.
The rain makes its way back to us tomorrow. I do believe that it will rain all week, which is unfortunate for me, as I have a bunch of furniture that I need to sand down and refinish. I am hoping that I can get some other things accomplished while I am stuck inside. Yesterday, we finally got all of our plants repotted. It took most of the afternoon, but now the porch looks so pretty! I am hoping my tomato, pepper and cucumber plants do really well this year.
For now, I am going to go do some yoga stretches, take a hot shower, and go to bed early.
I hope you have a good week!
I just finished my plants yesterday while working outside. Got soaked with the rain, but I had to get them done. The weather here is crazy this year, and I’ve never seen so much rain in one season since moving here.
Memorial Day is a weird day for me. I generally tend to hibernate at home. So many in the US don’t understand that it’s a holiday to remember those veterans that are no longer with us. I get very awkward if I’m out and someone says Happy Memorial Day or tried to thank me for my service. It’s not “happy” – it’s reflection, and it’s not about me – I’m still alive!