May Recap
I know recapping a little early but also has been 5 weeks since I entered any thoughts and I fell my complacency directly proportional to our recent travel and catching up since combined with spring garden yard panic and wonderful cool weather that has teased us and caused us to all dread the summer. Vermont has a finite number of gorgeous beautiful days. Which makes them so precious to us.
Likewise the superstitious among us feel too many good days will lead to monsoon or other weather extremes.
When people first move to Vermont like I did so long ago, after a spring warm spell they often ask, "It must get warm now?...It is time to plant the tomatoes?" These questions worded as a statement with a question mark as an afterthought, knowing deep down the bad weather real never goes far.
one thing that happened this month was
us going to Illinois to see the parental units and siblings and their aufspringen.
The town I grew up in just doen't look much like it used to. I missed going to the old neighborhood this time. Memories stronger than the sights I saw there. Deep memories and people long dead.
If I had to give you one message I learned in our journey to the flatland,
I would tell you what Dad said about working longer. He would have worked longer. I would say going blind and deaf really is one of the worst robbers. Somehow losing touch by phone was made up with one touch of the hand.
I hoped his tactile sensation made up for not being able to see me as more than a vague circle of blur or hear my voice like he used to clear and loud.
My Mom would give me a lesson that says don't try this at home. The pain is too great and the pills don't work or they knock me into a haze and make my head spin. Makes me pray for a cure for arthritis.
Dad with senses diminishing and Mom with pain intensifying.
Sensual imbalances deficits and excesses.
Me trying to make some senseof it all and make it all better.
Frustrated by my inability.
And now back home to the familiar scenes.
The highlight of the trip for us was my Brother Dan's Edwardsville introduction to the Tim-Tam Slam, an Australian original pasttime.
It seems his boss is Aussie and passed on the well guarded secret in a Dallas undisclosed location.
We then did the Tim Tam as a Fam..ily and laughed and smiled like none of us had any of the problems we do and did.
The Tim Tam Slam gave us a great break and brought the Tim Tam close to the 90th meridian.
Then this week, The Tim Tam Slam was performed I believe for the very first time in a public building when I introduced the subterranean obsession to my office co workers as it was my turn to celebrate the next birthday in the office.
Everyone either watched or participated or both.
Once again the Tim Tam traveled a bit farther, to Vermont now.
And we all found a few minutes to laugh and forget our troubles.
May you find the Tim Tam to take your troubles away even for a minute.
Say a prayer for Hunter and Mom and Dad for safe arrival hoefully before May's end.
mary
