Did some ironing this morning and baked a pie shell. Then I made my list, put on some clean clothes and left the homestead to do some errands. Hit the post office, bank, credit union, library and went to "the farm" to get fresh milk products.
The trees are just starting to turn color and I think it's true what they say about the colors being even more vivid on a hazy, half-foggy day.
It shouldn't be possible to have sunshine on a hazy, half-foggy day, now should it? But here you are. Perhaps summer is trying its best to hang on while autumn knows its turn has come.
When I was in the library checking out my books, one of our community's esteemed older citizens came in with his cute little wife. He stopped at the check-out desk, leaned on it heavily and said to the young librarian, "Well, I had a really bad day yesterday."
Being concerned, she asked, "Why? What happened?"
Older gentlemen replied, "It was awful. Neither the liquor store nor the library was open." His wife gave him a playful swat as she walked by and went about her business.
I had to grin at his cheerful (if a bit whacky) sense of humor. This man, who retired from a very successful medical career, was a marathon runner well into his seventies! He has a brain tumor. Which has changed his life dramatically. But you never hear of him being anything less than cheerful. A lesson to be learned here. Not only does his outlook on life undoubtedly help his own situation, but that of everyone else who comes in contact with him. If he can maintain the great attitude he does, there's sure not much excuse for the rest of us being anything but intentionally grateful and optimistic each and every day.
Back home with my purchase of wonderful, fresh-from-the-cow-this-morning, raw milk I started a batch of cottage cheese, and used some whipping cream to make one last Freshy's Blueberry Pie. I seriously doubt if we'll be able to scrounge three more cups of blueberries from our patch after these last ones gathered.
So far, a really good day. Now, if I can finish my ironing, I'm heading for my quilt studio!
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