Northern Peacefulness
"No matter what your age, there is a time when you turn on the gas to your brain and the pilot light is out." Erma Bombeck
"What happened?" The WT's are wondering. "Wasn't it just spring three days ago?" We're holding our picnic baskets wondering where the next picnic will be. School buses are driving by and the fall sports are full steam ahead. We have not noticed any robins lately and the geese have been spotted gathering together discussing who the flight leader will be. At least they don't have to tolerate politicians ad nauseum on T.V.
Mary is busy teaching seminars and we are enjoying viewing her new apron cut out fabrics. Lorraine is having the outside of her house painted in the midst of company for a granddaughter's wedding and dust rising up from street construction. Naomi, Elsie and Nancy are cutting back on their gardening. Deer have developed a gourmet appetite and are munching on favorite plants of the gardeners.
WT's are looking forward to the Pumpkin Fest in a few weeks. There is a run/walk race, crafts, a quilt show, food and pumpkin pie. The local Evergreen Company is advertising for flat needle balsam branches and taking applications for employees. The annual All Slav Fall Festival is coming up. The florist tells us that fall decorating time is here. Fisherman are reminded that it's time to winterize their boats--they dare to use the word, winter. We may complain now and then but we do like the change of seasons--good for the mind, body and soul.
