Monday, June 8, 2020

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When I got up this morning it was already eighty-one degrees and the humidity had to be in the nineties. Just nasty muggy. I thought no, no, I cannot walk in this, I can't.
And so I waited until it got even hotter and muggier and then I went, promising myself that I'd only walk up to the county line and back, fuck walking that extra two miles! But of course the stubborn mule within forced me to keep going. When I got to my two-mile halfway mark right before Still Creek, I could smell the water. I felt like a horse or some other kind of beast. It didn't smell nasty or bad in any way, just clean and sharp and I was happy to be an animal at that moment. I stood on the bridge over the creek and where the water is usually contained within the small banks of it, today it had flooded into the surrounding low areas, palmettos and pines standing in water. This picture shows you nothing.

After I got back home and finally cooled off some (and when I say I could literally wring sweat out of my shirt, I am telling you the truth) and eaten my lunch and done some laundry I decided to get a necessary trip to Costco and Publix out of the way. Hank's birthday is on Wednesday and he wants a shrimp salad and I needed shrimp and some other things and so I showered and got dressed and put on some beautiful silver moon earrings that a friend made and sent me and one of my many Virgin of Guadalupe pendants on a silver chain and thus adorned, I made my way to the east side of Tallahassee to shop.
It wasn't horrible. Costco, as always, is doing a great job of making sure that people mask and their check-out procedures and protections are stellar.
Publix was fine, too. And actually most people were wearing masks and for the first time I didn't see one person pushing their cart in the wrong direction in the now one-way only aisles. I waited patiently for customers to finish their decision-making about purchasing this brand of ketchup or that before I entered that space myself. I tried to be courteous and safe. I mostly was, I think.

And then home where I breathed in the sweet air of Lloyd again and unloaded and put everything away and finished laundry and started a loaf of bread to bake for bruschetta and picked more tomatoes and now I have chopped some and they are draining. I will use the sweet tomato juice as part of the broth I cook our green beans in tonight.



I'm so tired but I woke up tired and I think it is a weariness of the soul.
You know what I mean.
During the first part of our pandemic lock-down I was so grateful every day for the cool weather we were blessed with.
Well, that's over.

Here's a picture that Lily sent us all this morning that did a lot to cheer me.


Owen making Jiffy Pop. Isn't he beautiful? 

May all be well with each of you in these times of such strangeness and uncertainty, of powerful birth pangs and necessary labor. We are all learning that we are stronger than we thought we were. Remember that. 

Love...Ms. Moon


12 comments:

  1. you said it well, your soul is weary.....and I believe we all share that. Kudos for your hot walk, I could't/wouldn't do it.....but I applaud you. And Hanks birthday is something to look forward to! Always a light and a joy amidst the chaos
    Susan M

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    1. We are all weary, aren't we? Weary of the pandemic, weary of not being able to interact with our loved ones, weary of the racism and denial of racism and the endless battle to fight it. And there's probably a lot more. But I know I have it good. I do.

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  2. JIFFY POP!!! I thought that went the way of TV dinners. I have never seen it up here. Maybe I should move to Florida, or except, heat. I could not do heat. You managed to get all dressed up to shop, i admire that. I wore my slippers to the store the other day and with the mask no body knew who I was. I like masks. Happy Birthday to Hank, may he stay well and rosy and strong. Bless you all y'all.

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    1. Ah well. It gave me an excuse to wear jewelry. I like masks too in some ways. No one can tell if you have stuff stuck in your teeth.

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  3. I know a creek like that Still Creek. Ours is called Mud Creek. It is an everyday creek until it overfills with rain and runoff. The picture shows you nothing of what is actually flowing by. Ours even caused some sad deaths by drowning a few years ago. I hope your Still Creek has claimed no lives you know of.
    Happy Birthday to Hank. Good mama, making his favorite dish.

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    1. I've never heard of anyone drowning in Still Creek. In NC there's a Murder Creek. Now that's got to have a story, right?
      Hank does love his shrimp salad. And I'm happy to make it.

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  4. They still make Jiffy Pop??? Good to know and Owen is a handsome young man! Good for you enduring the heat for your walk.

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    1. They still make Jiffy Pop! Isn't he a good-looking boy? He sure doesn't have much of the little boy in him anymore.
      Sob.

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  5. so hot here too. yesterday was miserable and today is supposed to be worse...98˚. in June! in early June! it's all me and the dog can manage to walk down to the end of the street and back and that at 6:30 in the evening. no one here is wearing masks or social distancing. me. I am.

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    1. It's ridiculous how horrible it feels outside. It's not just the heat, it's this humidity. I know that's a cliche but it's true.
      I was surprised to see so many masks at Publix. But glad.

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  6. Sorry the heat is hammering you already. I guess it IS June, so it's not like it's early. (Where has this year gone?!?!) Bravo for completing your walk! Love the Jiffy Pop picture.

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    1. Where in hell HAS this year gone?
      Can you believe how much Owen has grown?

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