Rain, Rain, Gp Away.....

 Seems like it's been raining for weeks--though I know it's only been a few days.

Cheshire is drenched, but we didn't lose power or have any damage. So, that's good.

In fact, we did better than predicted about the storm.

I think it's almost over--but what do I know?

Bern leaves for Florida on Friday.

I know she's worried about leaving me and Brigit alone.

So it goes.

I will miss her greatly. So will Brigit.

But we'll get by.

As long as the rain stops and we get some sun and a little uptake on the temperature....

Bern didn't know

 I went out today to get raisenetts for my morning cherrios (along with blueberries and Dole's mixed fruit. I found some at Stop and Shop, where I hardly ever go--I'm a Big Y guy.

When I got home and came inside I put the boxes in the dining room and took out my car keys and realized I didn't have my wallet.

So, I rushed out and headed toward Stop and Shop when I realized I didn't have on my seat belt.

I reached down to get it and touched something leather.

I found a place to stop and there, down on the driver's side of my seat, was my wallet.

I was so relieved I had to rest a minute before driving home and putting my wallet next to my car keys.

Bern came into the room, not having any idea what I'd gone through, and told me she was going to take a shower.

I told her, 'OK' and she left.

We didn't suffer at all from the big storm.

But calling off church was the best way to go.

Church cancelled

 Because of the storm due today and tomorrow, Milton cancelled church for Sunday.

I have next Sunday off.

I'm beginning to feel really retired!

I certainly don't want the storm to be as bad as it could be, but if it isn't the Wardens will feel like they made a mistake.

My sermon is pretty good--though there is no one to preach it to. I could ask Bern to listen, but that would cause a storm inside....

Today they came....

         Earlier than I expect, the plants from deck migrated inside, with Bern's help, of course.

    A storm is coming up the East Coast and she wanted them inside before it hit. We may or maynot get a lot, but wind anyway is coming tomorrow and Sunday.

    Actually, she did a great job placing them around the downstairs. Very well done. And not to crowded.

    So, we'll see about the storm and how it will go in Milton when I go to church Sunday.

    It's 'undie Sunday' when folks bring underwear to give to the places that serve the needy. The folks at Trinity do a lot for those in need--food, clothes, serving in person.

    As a small church, they do more than larger ones do.

    God bless them.

    And God bless Bern's plants. Though she says she needs some kind of light that acts like sunlight. I'm anxious to see such a thing....

 

Battle over heat

 I am very cold natured and Bern is warm natured.

I'm chilly when it's under 70 and Bern is too hot when it's 60 or so.

So, this time of year we battle over the thermostat.

She always wins!

The thermostat has been at 55 all summer and is still there...until today!

I've been wearing a long sleeve shirt, a sweater and a light jacket--INDOORS--for two weeks.

Today she told me the thermostat was now set at 65!

(I'd go for 75, but we've split the difference.)

She said if she started sweating it goes back down.

Sweating at 65 degrees???

She might--she's that warm natured....

our time will come....

 A.T.'s funeral will be a week from Friday. Full service with communion,

B.S., our Sr. Warden, has put out two on-line newsletters about her, the second with moving thoughts from other church members.

I will miss her.

But, not to be morose--just factual--our time will come.

Yes it will, beloved.

Yes it will....

Death takes it's toll

 A.T. died Sunday night.

She was in her 80's (I no longer call that 'old' since I'm 79) and a dear sweet lady.

I only know her from church and visiting her in her home during her last days.

Her son has done a remarkable job of taking care of her.

He would bring her to church and leave her at the front door after saying hello to everyone back there.

She would kiss my cheek and tell me she liked my hair. A lot of people don't like my hair.

C. or someone else would help her up to communion.

She was a bright light, even during her last days.

I gave her communion in her bed, she dipped the wafer in the wine and put it in her mouth.

A few moments later, she said, "I didn't drop it!" and laughed.

Such a kind and humorous soul.

I will miss her.

I pray God welcomed her home....