I am decidedly unwordy today. I've had my walk which makes fifteen walks in fifteen week days and I'm glad of that. I know I am feeling better (except for the fact that I am crippled, you know) and sleeping better and between the walks and the EAHAS I've lost a few pounds.
I did actually stop and break privacy and speak to the man in the red truck today. I hadn't seen his across-the-street-neighbor whom I think is his sister, Ms. Liola, in a long time. I asked him if she was out of town. No, he told me. She just has her ups and downs and she's been staying in lately.
This makes me sad. She's a sweet lady and we always talk about our grandkids when we have our little chats.
Anyway, the man in the red truck and I talked about exercise and how much we hate it but that we must do it and he gets out and walks some. We discussed the mosquitoes and how horrible they've been and how we can't get out and work in our yards because of them and he said his cats are tormented by them too. It was a friendly chat and I moved on down the road for my last few hundred yards.
Speaking of cats, a Siamese cat whom I have never seen before was on my back steps this morning. As soon as I saw her, she darted off under the house. I told Mr. Moon about her. "Siamese," I kept saying. "Unless I'm hallucinating," which reminded me of my mother.
Well. Really, that's about it here in Lloyd. Mr. Moon is slowly making his way to depart for Georgia to his hunting camp to set up stands although he doesn't seem too excited about it. The weather doesn't look too good but he wants to get started getting ready for this fall. This means that I'll be eating salmon for dinner tonight which is one of my favorites but definitely not his.
And truly, that is it.
I'm going into town soon to go see Moonrise Kingdom. I'll believe it when I see it. So to speak.
It's Friday. I hope y'all are having a good one. I really do.