Run mad as often as you choose, but do not faint!
~ Jane Austen, Love and Friendship
If we were having coffee, I would be delighted to welcome you back to the Wabi-Sabi Ranch. Hugs if you’re amenable to them. Come on in, grab a beverage of some kind, and let’s have a seat on the porch where we can watch the hummingbirds flit and dance around the feeder.
How are you? What have you been up to lately? Have you traveled anywhere? Gone on vacation/holiday? Celebrated anything? How about books and movies? What you have you been reading or watching?
I just finished reading The Samurai’s Garden: A Novel. It takes place in the late 1930s, during the time when Japan was invading China. Stephen, the main character, is a young Chinese painter who is sent to his family’s summer home in a coastal village of Japan where he meets Matsu, the caretaker and master gardener. Over a period of about a year, we get to know Matsu and others through Stephen’s contact with them. It is a wonderful book. There is something almost Zen-like and soothing about the author’s prose, even during the more heartbreaking parts of the stories that are told throughout this short novel. I highly recommend it.
As for films and television, M and I haven’t watched much lately. We are still slowly making our way through season 3 of House of Cards. We do have two movies here to watch, but it might be another week before we get to them. This time of year is so busy. Even when we are home, we’re usually reading something rather than watching television or movies.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that this week has rushed by quickly. It’s strange how time is so elastic. There have been days, even weeks, throughout this summer that felt as if they stretched on forever, and there have been days, even weeks, when I could barely keep up with what day it was because it flew by so fast.
It’s hard to believe that we are at the end of August, a time I thought might never get here when I was suffering in the heat and humidity. I’ve noticed a lot of subtle changes over the past few weeks, signs of the autumn to come. The blackbirds began flocking a few weeks ago, and we don’t hear the Red-Winged Blackbird’s chit-chit-chit or conk-la-ree! anymore. I’m not sure if they’ve moved on or if they are part of the larger flocks that are forming. The leaves on the cherry trees are turning yellow as the cherries ripen. Nights are a little bit cooler which makes the warm days easier to bear. The large butterflies have been showing up in the gardens, and laundry hung out takes a little longer to dry. I’m not sure why. Perhaps it is the angle of the sun.
If we were having coffee, I would remind you about Karma’s latest photo hunt: Want to Play? The deadline is September 5. I am hoping to put something together soon, but it’s been the kind of month where I might have to really take advantage of Karma’s loosy-goosy style rules.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I decided to keep the appointment with the gastroenterologist. The last time I mentioned the referral, I said I might not go, but M came up with some good reasons why I should. I’m glad I did. Not only was this doctor a very likable person, he was extremely smart and up to date on the latest in GI stuff. Had I seen him when all this mess started, it probably wouldn’t have dragged out as long as it did. Stressing over the situation made things worse, and stress, as it turns out, is a major contributor to what Dr. D says I have. A mild case of IBS. His prescription: yoga, meditation, and continue on a vegetarian (vegan as often as possible) diet.
I like that kind of prescription. Even better, he said, “No follow-up necessary.”
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I start my term of jury duty on September 1. I’m not sure what that will mean in terms of walks and blogging and practicing my art of photography. It might not mean anything if I don’t have to actually report. I was looking over the summons and realized I could have a problem as soon as I show up. The summons states that proper attire is required. By that they mean no jeans, no shorts, no t-shirts, and a list of other no’s. When I quit working outside of the home, I got rid of all proper attire having decided that I’d rather be comfortable than properly attired. I am a jeans and t-shirt gal. Or shorts and t-shirt in the summer. I do have one dress, but it is not appropriate for court. It’s too glittery and much more appropriate for a nighttime event. I also have leggings that I wear around the ranch. They are not proper attire, either.
I refuse to shop and pay money for clothing I’ll wear for less than one month. Borrowing is not an option. I don’t know anyone here, and anyone I know elsewhere is not my size or shape or shortness of height.
What’s a non-proper attire girl to do? Be in contempt of court, I suppose. We’ll see.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I have really enjoyed your company today. Thank you so much for visiting. I am going to have to get moving. Feel free to stay on the porch and relax for a while, if you like.
I will have to introduce you to our housesitter, Marsha, as she’ll be taking over for me. M and I are going to Pennsylvania to help out with a family matter. Nothing serious. Just a little back-up support. We’ll be back soon. In the meantime, I’m sure you’ll get along with Marsha just fine. She’s very nice, and does a good job of taking care of the kitties and the house when we travel. I bet she’ll take good care of you, too.
Also, one of my brothers is currently in the hospital and, if you’re so inclined, could use some good energy, vibes, or prayers sent his way. Thank you.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
This post is in response to Part Time Monster’s #WeekendCoffeeShare. Put the kettle on, start the coffee maker, open a bottle of wine, or whatever your preference is, and join us. I’d love to hear all about what you were up to this week.
Note: Salmagundi is a general collection or a miscellaneous mixture. It’s also a mixture of chopped meat, eggs, anchovies, onion, and seasonings, but this is a blog post so we’ll go with general collection or miscellaneous mixture. The images are a hodgepodge of photos taken over the past week.