What a week it has been! Let me collect some snippets before it's time to go to the farmer's market to get some more of the wonderful tomatoes and peaches I got last week.
--It was Christmas in July week at camp, which meant Christmas decorations, Christmas music, Christmas cookies, but in small doses. I will miss these small doses of holiday cheer. But I also realize that before I know it, the Christmas in December season will be upon us.
--We delivered mail this week, which I've written about in earlier posts. I was amazed at the amount of mail, and the mail delivery tasks took longer than I was expecting. Yesterday I delivered the last few pieces of mail once the U.S. mail delivery finally got to us. I told one of the Pioneer A counselors that I had a few pieces of mail, and some of the nearby campers lit up with hope. It made me happy that they are still happy to get mail, and it made me wish I had more mail to give them.
--Every time we deliver mail, I wonder if we should get a golf cart of our own. It seems to lift our spirits, zipping across camp. Would that be worth the money? Would the lift last?
--We have had so much rain here that trees have started falling over. Not just one tree, but several trees on camp property have fallen down. One fell into a power line, which kept part of Lutheridge in the dark for the better part of the evening and night, and the main entrance road into the upper part of camp is still closed.
--I am trying not to feel anxious about the trees in my own yard.
--It's been a week of wonderful baking. Yesterday, I decided that I wanted a mug of Earl Gray tea with milk to go with my afternoon cookies. And I made it, and it was wonderful.
--Last night, while the rest of the world watched the opening of the Summer Olympics, we finally watched Oppenheimer. At first I thought I was bored, and now I want to watch it again to see what I missed.
--The movie took me back to the summer of 1985 or 86, when I read a lot about the development of the atomic bomb, in an attempt to try to understand how we got here. Before I did that reading, I thought that the bomb was immoral, and that the U.S. shouldn't have created it. After reading all those books, I realized that many countries were working on that achievement, and it could have been even worse.
--There are times when I feel sad about how much I don't read anymore, but I remind myself that I still immerse myself in topics, but I research differently now.
--I've been using my car as extra storage, and this week, I finally brought all my cloth in from the car. My goodness, how have I gone from having no cloth in 2022 to having so much? Part of me is delighted, and part of me wants to borrow one of the good sewing machines from the LWR quilt group at Lutheran Church of the Nativity and put some quilt tops together.
--One of the reasons that I have a slight desire to watch Oppenheimer again is that I was sewing something special for the Blessings of the Backpacks tomorrow, and I wasn't paying enough attention to the movie to make sense of which man in which suit was who and where we were in time in the movie. I'll make a separate post on what I was sewing later, after giving them to the youth of the church.
--Realizing that I was running out of time on my mini project kept me focused on sewing, and I didn't eat or drink much last night. I slept so much better.
--Of course, it might have been because it was finally cool enough and dry enough to open the windows. Beautiful weather overnight!
--Lots of political twists and turns this past week: Biden withdrawing, Kamala Harris becoming the next Democratic candidate, barring more surprises. I want to note this history, while not getting bogged down in it.
And now it is time to get my shower and head to the farmer's market. These seasonal treats won't be in season forever!
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