Lydia and David arrived early in the afternoon on Wednesday (and what a truly glorious afternoon it was), and then we had all day Thursday together. But they left at 6:30 am this morning and I fetl gutted. I missed them terribly, but they’ll be back in August.
D&L have always been an extremely comfortable fit with me. We talked and ate; we played games and used the spa. They live alone on an enormous wheat farm so the solitude and quiet of Gabriola is very comfortable for them.
And while they were here, they ferried me back and forth to the automotive garage to get my car checked over and tuned up, plus they took me to my pre-surgery physical at the medical clinic. (My blood pressure is “outstanding!”)
But it feels empty here with them gone.
This morning Sheba and I walked with our group and the rest of the day will be whatever it becomes. It’s another stunning day (17°) so I’ll be certain to be outdoors all day. One thing I intend to do is to take a nap on one of my lawn chairs in the sunshine.
I napped in the Spring sunshine the other day and it was heavenly. I hate taking in the sun in Summer; I die of boredom and heat rash. But it’s lovely to lie out there now, and with a blanket, whilst the air is so crispy cool. I really enjoy the warm sun on my skin.
I’ve a couple of weeks alone before I go to Vancouver for Cathy’s memorial on May 12th. And no jobs press; I may do some weeding—there’s a lot of that I could do—and I may plant some more Spinach, but all I do is because I love puttering in the yard. Nothing demands my attention.