Monday the temperature reached 100 degrees. We who are old and have breathing problems hunkered down in air conditioned comfort rather than going out in air that seemed thick enough to cut with a knife. My apartment with its outer walls nearly 12 inches thick, stays relatively cool. Cooking has been kept to a minimum. The apartment is small and heats up quickly. Cold cereal for breakfast, sandwiches for lunch and a jar of something home canned and microwaved for supper.
(And wasn't it just a few weeks ago we were complaining about snow and cold? Never satisfied, we in Minnesota!)
Today is another story altogether. The heat brought on small storms in my area that cooled things down considerably. 68 degrees as I type this morning. Windows wide open. Birds chirping in the tree outside. Light breeze carrying away the stuffiness of too many days of closed windows.
I had a lovely visit with my brother and his beautiful wife on Sunday. We drank coffee and devoured donuts, took strolls down memory lane and looked at old family photos. Some time back I had sorted through all the family pictures I had received from my Dad a number years ago. When I got them, they were all loose in a cardboard box. The photos of each person went into a large manila envelope. I gave Kelly his photos to take home with him. The physical distance between us and the conditions of his job that keep him away from home much of the time, prevent us from seeing each other very often. But it is what it is. Knowing that we love one another is enough.
Grandkid number 3 has graduated from High School. He is planning a career in aviation and will attend school in the fall to further that goal. I have no doubt that he will succeed. This kid was taking flying lessons when was so small that he had to sit on a cushion to see out the windshield of a small plane. I believe he is happiest when he is soaring up among the clouds. We are partly sad because he is leaving home for school, but mostly very proud of his accomplishments so far. Oh, and he loved the afghan his grandma made for him. :)
Me...I'm thawing out a pork chop for supper - my first hot meal in about a week. Life is still pretty darned good.
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