Every once in awhile I draw a Sunday reference shift at the library. I try to sign up mostly for Saturdays because it makes such a long day for me. First I drop Drew off for his ride to church at 8:30, then head to my office where I watch an online service like St. Olaf or Duke University for awhile.
I must be at church for rehearsals at 9:30 am, then service at 10 followed by children's choir rehearsal and chime choir rehearsal. I am finished around 1 pm, then the library begins at 2 and goes until 6 pm. Today I will be staying after 6 to work with our new Evening Supervisor. I am hoping to get home before 9 pm. It does make for a long day.
I am not complaining at all. I am happy that I have so many wonderful things happening in my life and that I truly enjoy all of them. But I am glad that the Sunday long days are not the norm! I so prefer my afternoon rest and spending the day with Drew.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Pretty Sugar
How fast Sugar's fur grows! When she starts looking like a fat little sausage, I know its time to take her to be clipped. She loves to go, and when I turned in the opposite direction to run an errand before dropping her off, she cried and whined and scratched at the car window! Smart dog.
Too bad people don't come with some kind of automatic indicator of when they need attention! Oh, the outside grooming is easy enough to detect, but the inside stuff is much harder to read. Wouldn't it be grand if a person's face turned blue when they are sad and in need of cheering up? Or their fingers tingled when they are in need of a big ole hug! These are the kinds of things you can only know by really paying attention to someone and learning their norms and abnorms (is that a word?).
You can't really do that virtually or textingly (another new coinage?). You can't do it remotely or as you are passing through on your way to another meeting. You simply have to be with someone consistently to see the needs. And then of course, to know how best to meet them.
For all Sugar's cuteness with her new trim job, despite the colorful thanksgiving neckerchief she sports, regardless of her perky little ear bows, I know she is missing Kiel who moved out when he got his new apartment and hasn't had time to visit. She is moping. Me too.
I know when he settles in and finds his pace, he will show up again. Meantime, I scratch Sugar behind the ears and take her on extra walks. That will just have to do for now. Drew is still in his delighted to have his space back mode, but I think I do detect just a tinge of blue in his face, even if he won't admit to missing his brother.
Too bad people don't come with some kind of automatic indicator of when they need attention! Oh, the outside grooming is easy enough to detect, but the inside stuff is much harder to read. Wouldn't it be grand if a person's face turned blue when they are sad and in need of cheering up? Or their fingers tingled when they are in need of a big ole hug! These are the kinds of things you can only know by really paying attention to someone and learning their norms and abnorms (is that a word?).
You can't really do that virtually or textingly (another new coinage?). You can't do it remotely or as you are passing through on your way to another meeting. You simply have to be with someone consistently to see the needs. And then of course, to know how best to meet them.
For all Sugar's cuteness with her new trim job, despite the colorful thanksgiving neckerchief she sports, regardless of her perky little ear bows, I know she is missing Kiel who moved out when he got his new apartment and hasn't had time to visit. She is moping. Me too.
I know when he settles in and finds his pace, he will show up again. Meantime, I scratch Sugar behind the ears and take her on extra walks. That will just have to do for now. Drew is still in his delighted to have his space back mode, but I think I do detect just a tinge of blue in his face, even if he won't admit to missing his brother.
Friday, November 4, 2011
A Carpet of Geese
It is early - 7:00 am. I want to be to work ahead of time to take care of a few things. Elmgrove Avenue is already busy, especially around the 531 entrance. I crest the hill, and glance to the right. It looks like someone rolled a dark carpet out over the grass by the industrial park. I look closer. The carpet is moving!
Then I realize the lawn is literally covered with geese waddling about, preening and sniffing. They make no honking noise. I hear no sound at all, even with my window open. A car honks, but the geese pay no attention. No one flutters about anxiously. No one seems to be eating or digging in the grass. They are just milling about like a crowd gathering for a parade. The next lawn area is also filled with geese. I have never seen so many in one place. Each successive lawn area is graced by the big birds, though the numbers begin to thin out.
And then I am past the space and back to morning traffic. What was that all about? Big migration south? I guess winter must truly be on its way if this huge family is passing through Rochester. I check the rearview mirror to see if they have taken flight, but nary a bird appears. Sure wish I could be there when they take to the air!
Then I realize the lawn is literally covered with geese waddling about, preening and sniffing. They make no honking noise. I hear no sound at all, even with my window open. A car honks, but the geese pay no attention. No one flutters about anxiously. No one seems to be eating or digging in the grass. They are just milling about like a crowd gathering for a parade. The next lawn area is also filled with geese. I have never seen so many in one place. Each successive lawn area is graced by the big birds, though the numbers begin to thin out.
And then I am past the space and back to morning traffic. What was that all about? Big migration south? I guess winter must truly be on its way if this huge family is passing through Rochester. I check the rearview mirror to see if they have taken flight, but nary a bird appears. Sure wish I could be there when they take to the air!
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