A writing day–my favorite kind! Yesterday I drafted Chapter Four of “Big Sky Summer”, and I plan to write Chapter Five today, since I’m on a roll.
Last Friday, Wendy, Jeremy and I picked up my mom, Hazel, and took her to lunch at the Onion, here in Spokane. After that, we went shopping for Mom’s walk-in bathtub, and we were successful! In a month–the tubs are evidently made as they are ordered–Mom will be the proud owner of a tub she can actually get in and out of without fear of hurting herself. There are bath people and there are shower people, and Mom’s among the former. She likes to read and use plenty of bubblebath, but we warned her–no bubblebath when the jets are on. The salesman, a witty type, added that that would be a good way to get herself on “America’s Funniest Home Videos”, saying she’d surely win the grand prize.
The good weather is holding–sunshine, but with a nip in the air. The sky is periwinkle blue and virtually cloudless. The rose bushes and other outdoor plants are preparing to hibernate–I think we’ve had at least one frost already. Planted a few more tulip bulbs, this time in pots on the deck. It’s like making a downpayment on Spring. I’m composting like mad, determined to have good tomatoes next year, because I love few foods more than a fresh, homegrown tomato. YUM. Year before last I tried to grow some in those hanging dealies, but there was a blight of some kind and that ruined the crop. The underside of every single fruit was moldy. Now, being a card-carrying Lael, I’m ready to try again and keep trying, darn it, until I get tomatoes!!!! Or die trying.
Sweet memories of the reunion linger. I had such a great time with my funny, crazy, loving family.
Tomorrow I’ll award the prizes for this week’s Best Advice question.
Stay well, stay safe, and be kind. There’s no such thing as too much love.