City Mice and the Country Mouse
Last Sunday we took a field trip up to Garland, Utah–Bonnie Friend’s hometown.
She grew up on a farm, with horses, sheep, farm cats and apple trees.
We dreamed of petting barnyard animals.
I’m really into yellow lately–yellow nap blankets, yellow squash from the garden, new yellow pillows from Lindsey.
It just seems a more Fall way to be, yellow. The whole turquoise and bright red thing is too young and optimistic. It’s too summery.
Now turquoise and YELLOW, well…that is some adult shit right there. That is reading Nora Ephron in my own apartment with an afghan draped over my business casual wear.
I am on a plane right now as you read this, headed west. One last dose of sunshine while it is raining and September-perfect in Salt Lake, and then home again. New and improved.
Tomorrow morning Kevin and I hit the road for Colorado. Camping, friends! Actually, we’ll be staying in a cabin. But still, there will be fishing. And shooting rifles (a first for me), and floating down a river on inner tubes. We’ll be back by Sunday. Expect lots of pictures.
And in the meantime, expect more guest blogs! It’s lovely to have friends who travel and write eloquently and enjoy sharing. Sharing means caring, after all.
Example: these flowers at the bus stop this morning were particularly lovely in the rain.
I just couldn’t keep it to myself.
After a weekend of hanging out with Kevin’s brother, drinking beer and eating barbecue at Beth’s Sobriety Party, walking dogs, indoor french picnics, running errands, cleaning house, home-cooked meals and Game of Thrones with plenty of whisky and wine, we drive Pete back to BYU.
And stop at In-n-Out Burger.
April showers bring May flowers,
But here we are, in May, still rainy and gray.
Today was rainy and green, with little hints of sunshine peeking through. I can assure you this is a-typical weather for Utah.
(Also: have you noticed how good I’ve been about posting to one or the other of my blogs nearly every day? I have.)
Tonight I was going to work on this thing, finish posting all the stuff I’ve been saving up (some since January), etc., etc…
Instead, I talked to my Whitney friend in San Francisco
walked home on shiny wet streets
ate pizza for dinner while watching old episodes of America’s Next Top Model on YouTube
had one coctail
and played Dr. Mario online until I lost (Level 20!)
And I’m fine with that. I’m okay with less than perfection. Springtime is here to stay (though quite rainy), I have my own place, I heard the most exquisite music tonight (Borodin and Bartok), and I am okay with less than perfection. Here’s a picture: