Author: Rene

Here in Colorado the dermatology practice is like a factory: detail and precision oriented, swift and overloaded. The waiting room is never unoccupied and apparently my nose is never without needing attention. It is a dermatologist’s bread and butter.

No matter I ‘screen up daily and wear long sleeves. The hat? Half the time I forget it, so there is that little detail. Thankfully this visit was only for freezing some cells, no surgery. And as I always say to whoever is working on my face, “Thank goodness there is make-up.”

Go and get that irritating “thing” looked at, wherever you live, especially if you were raised during the sunscreen-less era, you Cooper-tone baby, you!

This bug is a mere relative of the one I spied on my back deck.

I was standing outside when I saw this rather large insect flying and then spiraling downward in a perfectly gentle and light manner, landing on a chair. I let him be, until I realized I had just witnessed its mid-air death. I meant to take his photo but my attention was swiftly diverted inside and I forgot, until I found his brother stuck to the siding of the house.

It was a rather awe-inspiring and beautiful moment, and a subtle reminder that autumn is here with winter awaiting its turn. “…thou breath of autumn’s being.” – Shelley

This is my morning activity, staring at this gorgeous tree while I drink my coffee. Yesterday the winds provided ample entertainment, blowing the leaves to Kansas and beyond! This morning, barely a whisper.

It’s a lovely respite before I don my “Grandma” costume and head out to tire the two-year old chatelaine. Perhaps a nap under the tree today?

One of the tasks I have already accomplished on this bright Monday morning is that of unsubscribing from junk emails. Sometimes it takes quite a bit of investigation to actually figure out the hoops, though most times it proves to be a single click.

“You are receiving this email because you have requested our newsletter.” Hm. I did not. What did I do to provoke the onslaught of information from you? To which lists was I directed after researching some idiotic thing I wanted to know, thus engaging the unsolicited missives from you?

Alas. It seemed like a providential start to the week – cleaning and taking out the trash. Onward ever, ceasing never. (The motto of the graduating class of ‘55, LHF. Thank you, Mother.)

The band rehearsed and is playing tonight! My music room is storing the instruments and we’re ready for the big concert. Join us if you can.

This cracked me up – and it is a reminder that yes, I will see you later! Taking a few days away and finding a new photo for the Fall publications. Adios!

One day late, but catching up!

I’ve just completed the Sunday puzzles, placing the “w” in the last spot. Monday whizzed by with that minor accomplishment achieved. It just seems to be a necessary duty before the week can properly begin, otherwise it’s a nagging feeling of unfinished business. Now Monday may commence, even though it is six pm.

The ritual of fall planting will find its place on the agenda this week with the procurement of chrysanthemums and tulip bulbs. Flu shots, checking the furnace filter, and tending to the septic field are also on tap.

It’s a glorious week, replete with “abundant” sunshine, as the weatherman predicted. We shall be enjoying it before the hint of winter seeps in, and taking to our tasks in preparation.

My free time has been rather sporadic lately, and happily so.

Perusing my Pinterest feeds and other such wonderful apps during a down time, I came across this useful little tip, which hopefully will never need employing for any of us. Rather than read the tip, I just spent an inordinate amount of time wondering why someone thought to post this? On Pinterest? Maybe it could lead the reader to a possible craft?

Speaking of crafts, it’s Fall, and abundant pumpkin opportunities abound for little pumpkins. Now those I am hoping to employ as soon as possible!

The lawn improvement equipment has been cleaned and stored for the winter, even though it promptly rained again after my meticulous work. Next on the chopping block? The flowers.

It’s probably a good thing I live where we have four seasons as I am tired of my beautiful blooms and tending to them just as Fall arrives. I’m apparently only good for four months of horticultural nurturing. Soon the lawn furniture will take its place in storage and the cold winds will chase us indoors.

While I may not yearn for the snow just yet I am totally ready for a hard freeze. Achoo!

She had to have a mission.

I gave my lovely granddaughter a bunch of push pins to carry in the Kubota while my husband and I drove her down the road. We really are not the most responsible grandparents, are we?

Well, we all wore helmets at ten miles an hour, so in a way we are being responsible. And she is really detail-oriented so the push pins with sharp edges were handled well. And we didn’t even tell her parents what we did. I think we are exceptionally responsible. Unless they read this.

Our goal was to post a missive from the HOA president on the mailboxes with wood posts, push- pinning the missive to them. At least ten minutes of time was dedicated to this venture. Quite frankly, we all enjoyed the outing. (Especially the president who is still trying to replace herself! )

Pokey things and dangerous objects, like motorized vehicles. I’ve decided that we are in charge of all of that. And thankfully, the parents of my little pup trust us.

I guess we did raise one of them.