Friday, July 06, 2018

Promises, tantalizing promises


This afternoon, it came to close. Thunderheads in the sky, rumbling thunder that kept Sophie close to my side—and then a smattering of scattered big drops. That was it. A friend was out at the southwest edge of town, and she said it was pouring. For about ten minutes. The forecast was for pop-up showers, but as Christian lamented last night they so rarely pop up. I do believe, however, that it’s cooler tonight. We may not feel a lot of difference because the humidity is high. Still praying for rain.

Nice start to the day. Jordan wanted something from Central Market, so we went early to do our grocery shopping—well, really it was my shopping. Her objection to going there is that parking is so difficult, but at 9:30 our favorite spot was open. I realized today that I like it not only because they have lots of things that I like and can’t get elsewhere but also because the aisles are wide and uncluttered. I have little trouble navigating the motorized scooter—unless people linger in the middle of the aisle, and then I just say, “Excuse me, please” as gently as possible and when they apologetically move, I favor them with my biggest smile and heartiest thank-you. Shopping there got my day off to a terrific start.

An unremarkable day otherwise. Not much accomplished. But tonight, Jean and I went to my favorite Japanese restaurant and shared a cod bowl with sautéed veggies—including beet greens, which I like a lot. She had an appetizer of Brussel sprouts that were sort of lightly tempura style. Dipped in soy, they were delectable, but it was a huge bowl. I helped by eating two. My cucumber salad was also good but large, much more cucumber than I can eat at one time. All in all a relaxed meal over which we could talk about some heady issues. Didn’t solve the problems of the world, but we came close.

Too late to be industrious tonight. I’m going back to my book.


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