Looking out at the backyard this morning, I remember why we're here.
The sun is shining through the trees, the grass is splendidly (can't think of another word that would fit as well) green. The hanging baskets of purple wave-petunias are starting to grow over the edge. The shade-impatients are filling out in front. On the ground and in the baskets. The tree trunks are no longer the wet-black color from lots of rain. Good. It's all drying. Yes. The sun is out. A county near us, is looking into state aid because of flooding. Two schools were closed there yesterday.
Paul made up a calendar page of home games for the three grandchildren playing baseball/softball this year.
You should see our calendar. Practically every day is filled. Sometimes two or three times. We've planned to go to several games only to have them cancelled due to rain. We've been told that Charlie has only had two out of all scheduled so far. One time we even arrived at a softball field to find it deserted. Oops. The ground was too wet to play.
Now we call ahead. Luckily -We did that this morning (11:00). We planned to go to Corning for an 11:30 game. Paul called his son's cell phone. It seems our grandson had two games today. They overlapped. (He belongs to more than one league.) The first one had begun and he was pitching. He would arrive in the middle of the second, but not pitch. This second one was the one we had planned on going to. The first game had already started. Oops again. Thinking more about it - perhaps the first was a make-up game?
Gracie is growing up.
She was outside in the backyard with Paul this morning, and I heard him call to her. It seems Chloey, the next-door jack-russel terrior, was tied up in the backyard. Gracie was happily trotting over to see her, but she turned around and came back to Paul. As you all know, he's usually pretty easy going. This time he used his . . . you-better-listen-to-me-voice. It made a difference. She listened. I wonder if it worked with his kids. I bet it did. Even I was aware of the difference.
So - today is supposedly the End of the World.
Should I tell everyone that I love them? Well, I do love you all. So - I did tell you. That's a huge relief. I'm joking of course. But - Let's see what happens tomorrow. . . or not. Anyway - we should always make every day count. No matter what. Right? Right.
So - what's happenin' in your neck o' the woods?
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