Saturday, June 26, 2021
Every year since I've been alone here, I've watched Smiles of a Summer Night, a film by Ingmar Bergman, on my birthday. Since I was born on the solstice, this always seemed like a good way to celebrate.
This year, I went grocery shopping instead. Then I was exhausted, so no movie.
And now it's Midsummer...
Traditionally, Swedes celebrate Midsummer with food, drink and dance into the light summer night. Decorating and then dancing around a Maypole is common. In the archipelago, where I spent my summers, we danced on a jetty to oldtime music played on an accordion. Such delightful memories.
In Sweden, and some other countries as well, custom says that when a young girl picks seven different kinds of wildflowers and places them under her pillow, she will dream of her future husband.
This year, I was supposed to go on a drive to the beach with my greatnieces and their dad, but after remembering the traffic and crowds at the beach on a lovely summer weekend, I suggested we go in the fall instead.
So now, here I am spending Midsummer's Eve with Faith and Samson.
I can't think of a better time to watch Smiles of a Summer Night again.
Wild Strawberries, another film by Ingmar Bergman. I wonder how long he and his contributions to film will be remembered.
Sunday, June 20, 2021
Friday, June 18, 2021
Me: What are you doing?
Faith: Guarding what's mine.
Me: There are no thieves in this house.
Faith: You never know.
Me: Samson doesn't chew on bones and he's never played with a ball in his life. I think you're being unfair and worried about nothing.
Faith: He's not the only one who lives in this house.
Me: What? You're worried about me?
Faith: Someone who looks just like you ... been known to take balls and put them in the closet.
Me: That's just to keep them from rolling under the couch.
Me: Sorry, I'll try to make sure you always have your ball.
Faith: Thank you, mommy. I know you mean well.
Sunday, June 13, 2021
Saturday, June 12, 2021
When I sat outside yesterday morning, suddenly a chorus of beeping noises broke out all over my yard. The sentinel ground squirrels were raising the alarm and I thought a coytote was on the way to drink some water from my leaky faucet, which I haven't yet shut off.
No, it was the roadrunner and his wife. I didn't have my phone so this is an old picture. Of the wife. He's much flashier, of course, and I looked for his picture, but couldn't find it.
Curious as to why the squirrels were concerned with two birds, I asked Google.
This is what I learned:
Tuesday, June 8, 2021
Then I drove over to the hospital to have my mammogram done. The tech who did it was very cute and giggly, and made me giggle too. A lovely visit. Afterwards, I drove straight home, forgetting to stop at the post office, which is right next door to the hospital. Ack, old age, so much fun!
Over the weekend, I fixed up a part of my living room. Since I cancelled my DirecTV and since I never liked the big TV in the living room, I managed to get it down from the chest it sat on with only a small part of it landing on my foot.
I will see if Mark can take it to the dump for me. It's quite heavy. And since 2014, so not up-to-date and I doubt anyone would want it.
Resting in bed now, with the window wide open. The sky is gray, overcast and a slight cool breeze comes through my window.
An altogether lovely day.
Monday, June 7, 2021
For a while now, I've wanted to keep a weekly journal on my blog.
I'm trying it out here:
Sunday, May 30th
I probably did some things around the house and rested in the afternoon. I hadn't decided to try this journal, so I didn't keep a record or take any pictures.
Monday, May 31 - Memorial Day
I had a close encounter with a Northern Pacific rattlesnake.
Tuesday, June 1st
Went to an appointment with Jim, the dermatology PA who comes up here from Palmdale. They rent offices in town. Their new office had a small and badly ventilated waiting room. And the wait was over an hour, they said. I found myself with not enough patience to deal with that, so I rescheduled for an early morning appointment at the end of July. And left.
Mark came over and we started working on going through and cleaning out the shed. That is, Mark worked while I sat in chair in the shade and decided what to keep and what to toss. Mark wanted to buy a few things that we agreed were worth $10.00.
Saturday, June 5th
I only got pictures of this one. Joyce has had some bad luck with kittens before. They would get out, never to be seen again. It's too wild and dangerous for small critters around here, one reason I don't have a cat.
Joyce has an older cat, named Einstein. He's learned about his environment and knows how to stay safe.
The new kittens were adorable. I hope they will grow up and be safe here.
Sunday, June 6, 2021
Friday, June 4, 2021
Faith: Thank you, mommy.
Samson: Yeah, thanks mommy. You always take good care of us.
Me: I love you, guys!