MAKE IT A GREAT DAY: Sunday morning on the deck, July 24th

Today is the birthdays of my great-aunt, Joyce Clary Riser, and my maternal great-grandmother, Thelma Daugherty Barmes.

The weather on the deck is breezy and while the humidity is fairly low, there’s still an ominous feeling about the impending 90 degrees approaching in the afternoon.

I am feeling antsy and wish to do something, but I have no idea what I want to do. It’s a “fifth week” with the studio and there are no lessons for today. I do not want to waste a free Sunday. There’s an old-time baseball game at Carillon Historical Park but, naturally, it will take place outdoors. I could go see a movie at Neon Movies. I am not in a photo-taking mood, either.

Saturday, I was at the park all day, well, most of the day. Around 10:30 AM, heavy rain gave the park a good drenching. The Guests were undaunted by the weather and were quite cheerful and came equipped to explore the park. The rain blew on and by my lunch time at 1:00 PM, it was so nice outside, and not at all a steam bath.

The atrium area where I work in the park began quickly filling up with items for a private event later that evening. My tall service desk was in the way so I discussed it with the park’s day manager on duty and left by 3:30 PM. There were more than thirty minutes before I was I needed to pick up my bus so I sat outside the printshop area to enjoy one of the baby eagles perched near the nest. The eaglet was screeching, or singing, loudly and amusingly.

I joined darling woman. Mama Kay, her cousin, Sue, along with Ann, and a new lady I’d not met, Mary, a darling lady who seems to want to be a part of the group for lunches and dinners. It was touching as we were chatting about two of the ladies being widows, Mary, who was seated next to me, softly said, “Today would have been my anniversary.” I inquired and learned she, too, was a widow.

I returned home and set up shop on the deck but heavy humidity roared about me within a few minutes and I retreated to my study which has an air conditioning unit. I was a bit tired and thought a thirty-minute nap at 8:00 PM would scrape off some of the fatigue. At midnight, I woke, rose, and moved to my bedroom. So much for getting any work completed.

As I continue to write, the urge to go exploring has increased. I have no idea what it shall be, but I will be on the move.

Make it a great day!

PHOTO: At night, Erma often moves her bed over to where Chief is sleeping. Chief seems oblivious or embarrassed to her and the others during these moments of affection, but Erma especially loves Chief.

About Wright Flyer Guy

Darin is a single adoptive father, a teacher, playwright, and musical theatre director from Kettering, Ohio.
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