Good to be home
Back a week now, and it’s a good thing to be back. I enjoyed my trip a great deal, but it’s nice to take a real shower, nice to step out of the shower and grab the comb from on top of the medicine cabinet (where only I can reach) and comb my wet hair, grab my razor (ditto) and shave, and dress for work. It’s nice to drift off to sleep with my right hand on the Ogwife’s right hip. It’s nice to wake that way too.
I wasn’t exactly homesick, but I missed being at home, and as I age, I find that the things in which I find comfort are dearer to me.
I also have a deep melancholy that afflicts me in the long dark days of autumn, and watching the world die around me makes me contemplate mine own mortality. Knowing that spring will bring it all back is precious little comfort to me as I rake the billions of leaves.
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Billions of leaves. Do you have a plan for burning them? :D
LOL! It’s enough work just to RAKE them, let alone arrange them into rows and paint them.
Unless, of course, you’re volunteering.
AND from a woman’s perspective, that little peek into OgWorld re Ogwife’s right hip is truly endearing. The stuff of dreams for single adult women *chuckles*
The inside of my head is not always a shithole, Fiona. Some niceness there, occasionally.
Raking leaves? Then burning them?
Shit, I’ve been using a flamethrower for years. Much less work that way.
Plus the lawn is lush and green the following spring.
*AND* it keeps those damn kids off my lawn…
“I also have a deep melancholy that afflicts me in the long dark days of autumn, and watching the world die around me makes me contemplate mine own mortality.”
Wow, I thought it was just me.
I hate winter. I’d gladly work 10h/day April-September if I could trade it for 6h/day October-March. It’s just not natural to have to start and stop working in the dark.
And yeah, the older I get, the worse it gets. It’s not just you, Og and Ed. We are a band of brothers…
I’m not as bad about winter, but I do hate the coming home after dark bit, very much.
Hey, Og, just remember – leaves go great in the compost bin for next spring’s garden. It’ll do your sweet peas great!
Winter sucks, even here in Texas – 40 degrees is too damn cold for me. I hate the short days, but it’s the time we have to get ready for the spring garden and all its goodness.