There are rainy days and then there are good rainy days.
I love a good rainy day. They’re usually in the Fall and involve a good book and an ample supply of chocolate. We haven’t had enough rainy days this year and I’m hoping that 2020 will bring us a healthy increase in the number of “book days.”
You see, my pile of books-to-be-read is about to overload the little table I store them on. It’s skinny little legs are looking a bit shaky these days. It’s not my fault, really. Between the lack of rainy days in 2019 and the fact that many of my favorite authors just keep on writing more books (a huge thanks to all of you, by the way), my little table just can’t keep up. What to do?
I know. Get off this post and go read. Silly me.
But first, if you haven’t already, try great reads from the following authors:
- Jodi Taylor—especially The Chronicles of St. Mary’s series, starting with Just One Damned Thing After Another
- Genevieve Gogman—start with The Invisible Library, it’s outstanding
- C. J. Archer—start with The Palace of Lost Memories or The Watchmaker’s Daughter
- Petra Durst-Benning—The Century Trilogy, starting with While the World Is Still Asleep
- Cathy Lamb—All About Evie, Henry’s Sisters, Julia’s Chocolates, and many more!
- Abbi Waxman—The Bookish Life of Nina Hill
- Fiona Davis—The Dollhouse, The Glass Ocean
I could go on about this forever, but my rainy day awaits. Enjoy!
What is it that we love so much about spring?
Is it the sense of rebirth? The glory of a new beginning? The birds chirping?
For me it’s getting in the dirt. I plant flowers mostly, with a veggie here and there just for the adventure.
I can’t crawl around on the ground like I used to. Well, I can get down there but I’d never manage to get back up. So, I have this neat little wagon/chair/trolley (you can find one on Amazon.com) as my planting buddy. It serves me well.
I also have a really good landscaper. He does a great job as well.
I spent 15 years living in a townhouse with very limited growing space, mostly in pots on the patio, but now I have a house again and can enjoy all the planting Spring has to offer. Not to mention Fall, which is great for planting shrubs and trees. See that pic up there? All those beautiful azaleas were planted last Fall, along with a dogwood and a redbud tree. They already bloomed this Spring and I really should have taken pictures. Darn.
Here’s the other end, in front of the porch.
I’m still working on the back yard, so no pics yet. Maybe next time.
Where does time go?
It seems to just vanish when I’m not looking.
If I keep an eye glued to the clock, I can see time pass but who has time to watch the clock? Not me. I’m too busy being retired. Yep, I am retired and have been since last summer. But ask me where those 10 months have gone, what I did during that period, what I accomplished, etc. and I’m clueless.
Let’s figure this out.
I still spend mornings on the MAC checking out what’s happening in the world. Then there’s lunch and sometimes a nap. So maybe I’ve just been wasting a lot of time.
Wait just a sec. I’ve read books. A lot of books.
Oddly, my stack of to-be-read books is piled just as high as it was a year ago. Maybe higher. That must be where all my time went. I’ve been buying books online. You’re welcome, Amazon.com.
Could be worse. I could have spent all that time cleaning house.