We have had a string of rainy days, which makes getting things done in the few hours of daylight now left for me a real challenge. I find myself taking an item on my list and breaking it into smaller steps that I can squeeze in after work or before I leave in the morning. Yesterday was a glorious day - very foggy in the morning but the sun broke through, the air was ionized and the sky was azure. I had to leave very early for work, as I left at noon to drive to meet my parents at the eye doctor for my dad's MD treatment.
I apologize, but I am going to go off on a slight rant now.
Since it would be cutting it too close for me to pick them up at the house and get them to the doctor on time, I suggested my parents call a taxi for the ride there, and that I would meet them and then take them home. It is H.E.L.L. getting old. The taxi driver (woman) pulls up in a van. A van that is HIGH off the ground. She does not get out to assist them into the back, leaving them to struggle with the door. Then, my mother who has a very difficult time stepping up and, thanks to botched rotator cuff surgery, cannot pull herself up into the van, struggles for some time to get in. The seat is pulled forward, so there is little space. Meanwhile, through this grueling and embarrassing procedure, the driver SITS IN HER SEAT TALKING ON HER CELL PHONE. By the time they were in and delivered to the doctor's office, my mother was completely flustered and near tears. I tell you, had I been there, I would have hauled that driver out by her collar. I am still steamed. And it's pretty darn evident that they are not spring chickens and would have needed some assistance. What has happened to common courtesy? To just having good manners and being helpful? Shineola.
Long story short, we fast danced through the procedure, I got them home and made sure everyone was recovered, then drove home to take advantage of the rest of the daylight. I used the push mower to trim down the new fence path, then mowed everything I could until it ran out of gas. Other than some clean-up of the blades, etc., it is now ready for winter. Then I set up the new fence line with the electronet and watched the sheep and llama bounce out into their new grass. I ignored the goaties (which is difficult - they can be LOUD) and did a little clean up around the place. By then, the light started to fade, so I did my regular chores, had an amazing mushroom pasta dish (quinoa pasta), had a glass of wine and fell into bed. No coyotes last night, so I was able to catch up a bit on lost sleep. In the early morning hours, the rain woke me up, so it looks as if we are back to another string of rainy days. I sat down this morning and made up my list for Saturday, which caused me to burst into hysterical laughter. Let's just label it as "fiction".
For those who are interested in Maremmas, this blog is a great place to watch them in action. She is a great writer and I love the photographs.