The Fix Is On

2 Oct

It is a beautiful Fall day. The trees are barely tinted with the color to come. The temperature is just right. There is a very slight coolness to the air as it brushes across my arms. The sun has a certain glint.

The squirrels are checking their annual stash. One was running to and fro across the power line connected to the house this morning. Tree rats. You have to love the little critters.

Years ago I visited this house. I stood peering at the yard from the bedroom window talking to Mom. Somehow, perhaps by bird, a tomato plant had volunteered just a few yards from the window. Squirrel appeared carrying a huge tomato. I’m sure it substantially outweighed him. He stoically moved across the yard with his prize, disappearing behind the Sycamore tree straddling the property line.

I was duly impressed.

At the height of the barn cat epidemic we didn’t see many squirrels. Go figure. They are reappearing now, scampering through the trees, stealing the few pecans falling from our pecan tree. It is good to see them again.

Arkansas’ weather is fickle. It can change abruptly and dramatically. It seems like the seasons are shifting. Our pool season has become erratic and shorter than I recall. I hope that we humans begin to change before it is too late. It would be a shame to allow the planet to die at our hands.

And now let’s have some fun.

We’re going to the movies. I get my popcorn fix! Yay! I’ve been seriously limiting my carbs for several weeks now trying to get my blood glucose levels down. It works. The last three days I haven’t been so good, but, hey!, I’m human. Anyway popcorn is a movies-only treat. And it’s been a couple of weeks.

Jonesing for popcorn. There’s a term from the 70’s, jonesing. Word doesn’t have it in its dictionary. We need an update people. Maybe I spelled it wrong. Anybody? Anybody? Maybe putting it in the same sentence with popcorn blew its little dictionary mind. Who knows? I certainly don’t.

I love to read the dictionary.

Dontcha just love that segue?

I really do love to read the dictionary. The next step is to remember what I’ve read.  I could have a vocabulary near the quarter million plus words www.oxforddictionaries.com suggests are in the English language by now. If only I could remember everything I’ve read. Or seen.

Ain’t gonna happen.  I’ll have to take a picture.

Then I can store it in the suitcase full of pictures in my closet. I’m sure I will eventually pull them out, organize, and catalog, and file, and scrapbook all those pics. I should live so long.

At the very least I will require 200 more years to complete all the projects and read all the books on my lists.

I think I’ll just go to the movies and get my popcorn fix. After all, I’m jonesing.

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