Friday, I toddled out to check for my mailbox flag. It was the day of our melt. I had a ribbon tied on the end, but it fluttered away, as well. It had come off in our winds, obviously not secured properly.
It's a two-lane highway, and most people, when I am out there, pull over across the centre lines to give me space. It's 80km/hour, but people tend to go faster. I could hear the traffic as I struggled with the flag, retying it with a piece of raw hide. I hope that will suffice.
As I stood in the rain struggling, a car passed behind, and a truck pulled into the lane directly behind me at great speed to pass the car. I could feel the wind, and the noise of the truck putting pedal to the metal gave me a fright. I was shaking. With social anxiety, I have a bad startle reflex.
It's not the first time.
Ornaments
Joseph Brian offered to take some decorations to the second hand store. I am trying to clean out and purge. If you didn't use something in the previous years, perhaps it should be passed on.
I sent a note in with them:
These ornaments are very special. When I went to visit a friend for her December wedding in Northern Ontario, 51 years ago. My parents had gone to cut down a Christmas tree. They cut a small one for my dresser. These decorations were on the tree. I added more, as my students gave me some over my 25 years teaching. Dec. 26th I turn 69.
My cat, Daisy, adored the tree ornaments, and liked to play with them. Until she chewed the lights one year. She is no longer with us. Nor is the tree. We’ve out grown them. We don’t have a tree anymore.
My kids are grown up. I have 4 grandkids. I hope someone will find these a nice addition to their Christmas. We need to downsize. The best of the season to all of you.
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| She was a hoot! (This cost us several hundred dollars.) |
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