Thursday, May 21, 2015

So sensitive

I mowed the lawn this evening after I got home from work. It was a pleasant job in many ways, as the grass is cool and the air was warm. However. After I was a little more than half done, the flying grass clippings and dirt triggered my allergies. My sinuses filled. I sneezed to the right and I sneezed to the left. I snorted in an unfeminine manner.

By the time I finished mowing and came inside, my eyes were streaming, my nose was congested, and my skin was itchy. I hurried to gather supplies then blew my nose repeatedly, put allergy eye drops in my eyes, squirted fluticasone up each nostril, and took a drugstore-brand Benadryl. I told myself that if I did not feel better in 20 minutes, I would take another pill. Thankfully, I did feel better.

I should go to bed early tonight. With the aid of the antihistamine, I should fall asleep quickly.

The life of a delicate flower is not an easy one.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

A pleasant afternoon

Some days you go out on your deck on a sunny afternoon to pot flowers. You bring your little dog for company. You're wearing a vest because you're chilly. After a while, you take off your vest and hang it over the back of your chair. It's warm out. Eventually, you take a break and sit in a lounging chair. You watch your dog as he wanders around, sniffing the air and objects, trying out different places to lie down in the sun or in the shade. Sometimes he stops and looks at you, just to see if you're okay and if you're okay with what he's doing.

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Yesterday was such a day.

The plant he's looking through is a type of flower you've never had before this spring. You bought it because the colors were so rich and deep.

What is the name of that plant? You find the tag.

The Latin name is easily forgettable, but the folk name is amusing: "ladies' purses."

A plane flies overhead in the clear air.

It leaves a condensation trail in the blue sky.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

This and death

Why, looky there. It's three days until tax returns are due. Better get on that. Yippee skippee, as a certain nephew of mine says.

Each year, the longest tax-related task is finding the W-2 I received back in January.

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Radish sandwiches

The other day, I was thinking about cucumber sandwiches, and today, courtesy of P. Allen Smith, I read about radish sandwiches. Those sound good, too. I like radishes in a salad.

Radishes make me burp. I debated whether to share that and decided yes.

Thursday, April 9, 2015


This evening after work I mowed the lawn. I mowed carefully and thoroughly and did a fine job, if I do say so myself. While I was cutting, the grass smelled like cucumbers to me. It smelled green. I started to think about those cucumber sandwiches you get when you go to a tea place. White bread with no crust, butter, and thin slices of cucumber. On my own, I would never have come up with idea of a cucumber sandwich, but they're tasty on a summer's day.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Two sleeps

Recently I've had a tendency to fall asleep after supper for an hour or two, then wake up for a few hours, then go to bed. In some ways it's unhandy, but I figured if it all adds up to eight hours or so, it's all to the good. I know several people, including members of my family, who have talked about a similar sleep pattern. So I googled, and found plenty of articles about "bimodal sleep." It's a thing.