A mix of things this last week of December. First of all, these things I unwrapped under our tree. Note the Mr. Rogers soap....my 2 stroke eau de cologne fragrance will never be able to compete with this bar of soap. Says right on the package, "It's Such A Good Feeling!" and I'm feeling good without even removing the wrapper.
Ben left for Texas mid-week and sent this photo of motorcycles southbound behind a MN Toyota ..... the coffee drinkers and I are still thinking we should know who this is, so far still a mystery. Rodney checked and his white Guzzi is still safely in the garage.
It snowed over night on Wednesday, 2" worth of very wet snow in our neighborhood and then at 37 degrees, it rained all day. Peg the only one home, the rest of us in the Twin Cities for the day. By late afternoon we came home to a lot of flowing water over our driveway.
It wasn't this bad but close enough.....
We really hoped that by late evening conditions would improve. To buy time, Hanna and I stopped at a local eatery in Lake City and ordered the slowest meal that we could. I introduced daughter Hanna to Patti, a favorite waitress and when we got up to leave, Patti only then noticed, looking in great surprise at Hanna's violin. Eyes opened wide, she said, "Wait just a minute, I have something for you" and handed our daughter a small wrapped package with instructions, "don't open it here."
To buy more time for our valley's river to stop flowing, I thought it a good idea to visit our local library, hoping to close the place down. As soon as we got comfortable inside, Hanna opened her gift and found it complete with its own case....a very big and fun surprise.
It had been awhile since I'd seen the Big River magazine (I keep thinking I'm going to subscribe) and thought this article was interesting. We've been regularly hearing owls up the valley.
Then the big surprise. Our high school library had a copy of this book, I enjoyed it then and have been searching for it off and on ever since, remembering only the subject and not the title nor the author. Paging through the magazine, the mystery finally solved. Soon it will get a second reading.
As mentioned, we closed the library down at 8pm and headed back to the top of our driveway. Walking in the slippery dark down to where the water rapids were sounding a bit less hectic, we still found far too much water to safely drive through. By 9pm, we had checked in to a couple of cozy (dry) motel rooms for the night.
This morning around 8am, nothing but a trace of last night's commotion and back to life as we've known it.
Spring must be here.....the days are getting longer and my motorcycle license tabs have arrived in the Post. I spent some time this morning with the grueling task of dating and providing insurance info on each of these. Peg walked by as I struggled with them, glancing over at what I was doing. We've been together now more than 35 years and the look she gave me was not immediately recognized as being related to anything in the empathy category.
Home after the bonification process was completed.