Today I went to Market Basket to buy some lunch. I often buy a box of instant oatmeal for $2.00 and get 5 lunches out of it. This time I spotted some bing cherries on the way to the cereal aisle, and noted that they were $2.99/pound. They looked good. I saw a package for $1.16 and figured that was about right. Then I grabbed my oatmeal and checked out. As it turns out, the cherries were not at all $1.16. Rather, they were 1.16 pounds, or $3.47. The thing that makes me reely stoopid is that it said $3.47 in huge, gigantic print. Duh. But I bought them anyhow they tasted pretty good. I ate about half of them and stowed the rest in the fridge.
A little later I glanced out the window and saw that it was raining. Wow. I wouldn’t have predicted that based on my lunchtime excursion. It was beautiful then! A little after that it was beautiful again. Go figure! It was gorgeous the rest of the day too.
When I got home I decided to rehang David’s and Beth’s bikes. I have two little bike racks that were attached to the wall, but somehow, I tore them off a while back. I don’t remember how, but the heads on the screws holding them to the wall just popped off! I grabbed some quarter inch by 3″ lag bolts from the basement and socked those in. I think the studs will come down before the bike racks come off next time. Hopefully though, it won’t come to that!
After I hung the bikes, I collected the tools I had abandoned in the garage a couple of weeks ago working on Samuel’s bike and my snowblower, and I put them away. I really ought to collect them as soon as I finish whatever I’m doing, but that almost never happens. Once I had all that squared away, I was able to park my car in its designated space. Yay!
Beth and I shot a few arrows after that. She was doing pretty OK until I thought it was time to teach her how to aim. After that, she was not pulling the string back far enough, and the arrow would just kinda amble out from the bow and plunk unceremoniously on the ground in front of her. No hurry! She found that frustrating. I shot a few rounds myself and managed to hit the hay bail with every arrow (from 60ft). That’s a bit of a trick with this bow, as it will barely propel an arrow that distance, even when fully drawn (and then some).
While we were out there, we saw Ila and her mom Melissa for a few minutes. She asked if Don (her husband) had spoken to me about a community garden. They are thinking about clearing some ground and planting a large garden next year and wanted to know if I wanted in on it. Yes I do, thanks! I have written before about the severe lack of sunshine on my property. I would frankly rather have trees here though than a garden, but if they’re going to put one in and invite me to plant, I will be there in a heartbeat. They also want to put out an orchard. Melissa wants to learn to can and freeze, and I have done both, though not very much. I will share what I know.
Va told me the other day that Mellisa and our other neighbor Hadley were talking about some animal leaving scat in their driveway. They all agreed that I (of all people!) could probably identify the animal based on the scat. I think I probably could, but I would rather not go poking around someone else’s driveway looking for scat without an invitation. Also, I have mixed emotions about being pegged as the “scat guy.” On the one hand… well – it’s scat. But on the other, it’s wildlife. I guess I’ll have to take it either way.
I’ll end this post with a couple of halfway decent green frog photos I took at the storm water pond:
Green frog
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