It's gray/drizzle/wet/cooler here today and I got a text from Mr. Moon this morning that he was on his way home for a few days to let the weather in Georgia settle down and so of course I've already done all the things this morning that I have been putting off out of the attitude of who cares? such as taking the trash and recycle and putting the sheets in the wash and I also have the chicken carcass from the chicken I roasted last Tuesday night and have been eating from ever since, simmering for soup.
Back to wifely duties, as it were.
A tiny bit of me sighed when I took the book I've been reading off of Mr. Moon's side of the bed where it waits for me every day to return to it every night. I am almost done with it and last night I set it down with deliberate intention although I could have read way, way late into the early morning and it's at the point where everything is FUBAR and scary in all ways, emotionally and bloodily and ROBIN, YOU AREN'T GOING TO MARRY MATTHEW ARE YOU? NO, YOU CANNOT! and so forth.
I am saving it.
It turns out that all of the chain-sawing and tree-cutting I heard the other day was coming from next door where my new neighbor lives. He hired a crew with a crane and they took out several old pecan trees and a pine or two and have trimmed the huge magnolia and that's all fine. He wants to get more sun in his yard so that he can grow fruit trees and other things (I talked to him) which I understand for sure and he is not touching the huge oak or the old camellias. But his yard is now a jungle of downed trees and shrubs and he has a chipper to turn it all into mulch and so the noise continues and even now in the rain, he is plying his chain saw.
He's a worker. I have to give the boy that. He has a vision and he's working hard to bring it to fruition. He's full of new ideas about agriculture and planting techniques and I'm reminded of when we thought geodesic domes would be the homes of the future but hey- I could probably learn a few things from him.
So it's Sunday and now the rain is coming down harder and it will be nice to have the hunter home for a few days. We can eat soup and cuddle and stay in from the rain today. I know he will be happy to have his own bed, his own chair, his wife with her pots and pans and soup and bread.
This week is going to be busy with boys and next weekend they are staying with me so that their parents can get a much-needed getaway to a wedding in Savannah so it will be nice to rest up and restore today.
What are you doing on this Sabbath?
For your neighbors' sake, I hope it does not involve a chain saw.
Much love...Ms. Moon