Just Another Day
My mom called. She wanted to borrow a hoe.
I hate to ruin your fun, but she wanted a garden hoe.
It was a sincerely lovely morning, about 70°, and the sun was shining, so I decided to walk it over. It’s exactly one mile to her house, and I could use the exercise.
Preparing to leave, I remembered a conversation with her from the day before. She’s started making morning smoothies - as I do - and wanted to know what liquid I use.
Coconut water. And since I had several extra cans of it, I grabbed one on the way out to take to her.
Our neighborhood is always full of walkers, mostly folks with their dogs. I knew I’d be seeing a lot of people and amused myself by wondering what they might think of this guy walking by with the luggage I’d be carrying.
Turned out, what I was toting was just the start of things usual. I was glad I had my phone with me for pictures.
There’s the neighbor who used home-bound time during Covid to do a little art. Three or four years later, it’s still on display.
I have often wondered how the conversation went in that house.
“What’cha doin’, Hon?”
”I’m making a model of a covid virus.”
”What’cha gonna do with it?”
“Stick it out in front yard and leave it for a few years.“
A lot of our neighborhood is heavily wooded and seeing wild animals is common. Turkeys, coyotes, deer, but I’ve not seen a fox in the ‘hood. Until now.
There were no obvious signs of trauma, but I was betting whoever hit it was pretty sad. Hitting a fox is different that hitting a squirrel or possum. Foxes are so cute!
A little further down the road I passed a pile of pretzels
Maybe it’s just my state of mind on this day, but WTH?
If it was somebody’s yard, maybe they were stale and fed to the birds.
Nope. No house nearby. It’s the edge of the woods.
If the pretzel bag was present, it would be as simple as littering, but no bag.
So what happened here? Pretzel farm perhaps?
I’ll check back and see if there are any new pretzels plants. I always wondered where those things came from.
Just past the pretzel farm, something whimsical! I’m a big fan of whimsy.
"I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet.
It’s not just fun, it’s fun to think about. Somebody saw a hollow in a tree trunk and thought, “You know what would look good in there? Piglet.” Then did it!
It’s actually pretty brilliant. You’d expect to see Winnie the Pooh in a tree, looking for honeybees. But Piglet? That’s inspired.
Preparing to cross the street to my mom’s house, it occurred to me today would have been a pretty good scavenger hunt day. Let’s look at the list.
COVID virus ✔️
Dead fox ✔️
Pile o’ pretzels ✔️
Piglet in a tree trunk ✔️
Only one more thing left to check off:
Some yahoo crossing the street with a hoe and a can of coconut water going to see his mama.
And just like that…
✔️