The clues were mostly like this. I had a super hard time writing them, because I haven’t written much lately. And for whatever reason most of the clues felt like they needed to rhyme. And I was putting a tremendous amount of pressure on these couplets being well written, instead of… you know… clues for a silly game.
So I’m going back to Safelite again for something like the fourth time. Despite my complaining to Geico, my warranty is with Safelite. So I can either go back to them and have them fix it (again). But if I go anywhere else, it will be completely out of pocket.
While I’ve gotten to see the fireworks from land before, tonight was the first time I got to be on the boat.
Christiana Lakehouse 2023, Day 3: Hand Made Pizzas, an Endless Game of Monopoly, and a Late Movie Night
Shortly after breakfast, the kids decided to break out Monopoly (rainy day today). They asked if I wanted to join, and I have to tell you… I debated, but decided to decline. Boy did I dodge a bullet there.
I really like this shot. It has the look of a Renaissance painting to me.
The skies were getting darker and darker as we got towards the Indiana/Michigan border. And right as we got near, just about 6 minutes away… the rain really started coming down. I’m talking windshield wipers on full, every car slowing down to 15 miles an hour, and everyone throwing on their blinkers.
“A shadow in the shape of a house
slides out of a house
and loses its shape on the lawn.”
Liz, showing off some garlic from the garden boxes. I knew these guys grew underground, but had no idea there was so much above ground. I feel like the house is pretty well covered now, in case we get a rush of vampires in the area.
I was out this morning running errands, and there was a haze outside that I initially assumed was fog. I’d been hearing about the “air quality” in Chicago for a day or so before today, but didn’t really put two and two together.
It’s been a few mornings like this, and this new ritual feels remarkably nice. As the coffee is brewing, I’m out in my backyard… the air is still cool, with dew still on the ground.
I can’t recall the last time we hung out in person – definitely a long, long while ago. We talked at length about our families, about old friends and colleagues from our MFA program at OSU. We also talked about being homeowners, and the work we’re both doing on our respective houses. Fun bit of trivia: we both have frequent bunny visitors at our respective backyards.
Yesterday, while up at Gethsemane looking at flowers, Liz was talking to someone there about roses. She learned that there was this place in Ohio called Freedom Gardens, the home/location of a rose grower with a collection of many, many old and hard to find roses.
Turns out, the location welcomes visitors only one month out of the year, and only on the weekends. And as fortune would have it, the last weekend was this weekend.
I was in the backyard today, about to mow the grass. And I stopped, because I found myself standing inside the arbor… and was floored by how the interior of the arbor looked, with all the roses going up the sides.
Got into the office early this morning. With our updated office rules, folks are supposed to be in the office at least two days out of the week. I tend to go on slower days, and in the mornings… I’m usually one of the first on the floor. There’s sometimes a few folks already at their desks, but today…I was…
We’ve got some spots in the yard, due to a lot of heavy traffic… and some areas near the back basement wall that just never quite recovered. Liz has been growing some grass in the basement, and put them in today.