Ever Have One of Those Weeks?

You know, the kind of week that’s there, and then – suddenly – it’s not. Suddenly, it’s the next week, and the week that it was is no more. Well, that’s what has happened to me.

The weather has been beautiful, and I’ve been outside more than in. I’ve been wandering through nurseries on my shopping trips. You know what that means, don’t you? It means plants. One cannot look at plants without buying at least one. Or two. Or more. Yep. Once plants make the trip home, they have to be put into the ground, into a home of their own. It seems each year I attack one flower bed, trying to overcome the grasses that sneak in overnight when I’m not looking, taking over the bed and making it their own. The bed I did two years ago is now overcome with grasses again, so this year I’m changing my tactics. Maybe I’ll win, maybe I won’t. I’ll be happy if I break even.

Plants are planted. Nasturtium seeds that were stuck into the soil in a half barrel are coming up very happily and in good numbers. I wasn’t sure they would, because we managed to have freezing nights shortly after I planted them. They were good plants – they waited until the weather returned to spring. I am happy.

The grass – that grass in the lawn parts of the yard that is there because we want it – is growing. And growing. Yesterday I mowed until the sun got too hot to continue. Project half done. I’ll finish tomorrow, when the weather says it will be in the upper 70s, not the upper 80s. I love the smell of the newly mown grass. Riding around on the mower gives time for the mind to wander, to think thoughts. I tried listening to music – the sound of the mower drowns out the sound of the songs. Quiet – quiet being a relative term – thinking time is good. Except quite often I come up with new wants, new projects. Maybe not so good.

The lilacs have faded, the peonies are bursting forth. Perhaps this evening I’ll get out and take some photos to share at a later date. The season evolves. Life evolves. Days seem busier, more active.

I have found a charging dock with speakers for my Android phone, so now when I am in the house I can listen to my music without the dreaded earbuds. Husband hates when I have the earbuds in. I think he feels that he’s being ignored. He wouldn’t be far from wrong there. Remember when we listened to music on vinyl records? 78s were a bit before my time, but 33s and 45s. Heaven was when you had a record player with an automatic changer so you weren’t running to put a new record on every few minutes. Then came 8 tracks. Oh my! So much technology! CDs, DVDs, now all those songs are squeezed into this tiny little card inside this small gizmo – the phone that is so much more than a phone.

Speaking of music – the song that has been visiting my mind the past few mornings is “There’s a Bluebird on my Shoulder”. How many of you remember that one? Uncle Remus, Brer Rabbit, Brer Bear? And Molly Bee. Tennesee Ernie Ford. Trips down Memory Lane can be fun until you realize how many years ago that really was.

I think now I’ll share the photos of the Western Tanager that visits us in the summer. This time, I caught him at bath time.

20130609-092327.jpg Anybody watching?

20130609-092404.jpg This feels pretty good!

20130609-092435.jpg Aren’t I a pretty boy?

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Today, enjoy your day. Spend some time just letting your mind wander and see where it takes you. It might be a happy surprise!

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About Carol

I'm me - nothing unusual, just me. Widowed, 2 grown children who are my best friends, 2 dogs, 1 cat, retired, loving being retired. I am woman, I am strong.
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12 Responses to Ever Have One of Those Weeks?

  1. cobbies69 says:

    have just recently had one of those weeks… 😉 fabulous pictures…

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  2. Carol – THIS post was JUST what the doctor ordered. The verbiage, the photographs. Perfect for me today. THANK YOU!

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  3. kaodell says:

    Zippidy doo dah, zippidy ay…Song of the South….you took me to see the movie as a kid.

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  4. D. A. Wolf says:

    It has been “one of those weeks” around here as well, but I’m going to heed your implicit reminders to get outside and enjoy a bit – certainly inspired by all you’ve done and that lovely bright bird.

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  5. Kathy says:

    Lovely post, Carol. It’s such a busy time of year with all the planting and being outside. Good for you to put those earbuds in. You need a little time to yourself! And, lucky you, to have a scarlet tanager. Have only seen one or two here in 33 years.

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  6. jay53 says:

    Oh, yes – I’ve had those weeks! We don’t have a ride-one mower, but we do visit garden centres and come away with more plants than we ever intended. And then we get them out of the car and look at them and think … well, darn it! Now we’re going to have to plant them!! I finally filled my raised vegetable beds yesterday, so there’s no point in me getting any more plants or I’ll have to buy another planter!

    I love peonies. I bought a bunch of beautiful pink ones, cut-price, in the supermarket a few days ago, and they’re glorious!! They’ve opened out nicely .. pale pink with random red-streaked edges as if they’ve been dipped in ink.

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    • Carol says:

      Jay, I have a peony plant just like that, but cannot remember it’s name just now. Check with me at 3:00 a.m.

      “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That’s why we call it the present.” ― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

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  7. Joanne says:

    I’ve said it before Carol, I love reading your posts that are written as your mind wanders! Visiting a garden centre is one of my favourite shopping trips, then there are book shops and craft stores, so I have three favourites. I can never, ever leave though with just one plant! I don’t mow our lawn, I have three able-bodied men in the house who can do that, but my mind wanders when I am sewing. The whurring of the sewing machine can take my mind on the most amazing journeys, often which end up in a blog post.

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    • Carol says:

      Joanne, I read books on my iPad, most of which I get for amazing prices from Bookbub.com. I’m avoiding craft stores until I use up some of my accumulated supply.

      “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That’s why we call it the present.” ― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

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  8. lisa says:

    Ever have one of those weeks? Suddenly, it’s the next week, and the week that it was is no more. All. The. Time. It amazes me that it’s already almost the middle of June! Gawwd….I’m going to have to start thinking about buying Christmas gifts!!!!!! Love your pretty boy Tanager. My hummers have disappeared and I have no idea why. 😦

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    • Carol says:

      Lisa, my male Calliope Hummer has disappeared. The only one I’ve seen for the past week (about) is the female Calliope. I think birds just like to keep us guessing.

      “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That’s why we call it the present.” ― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

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  9. Heather says:

    You have such gorgeous winged visitors! I’ve spotted a scarlet tanager in the woods once, but that was it. We are limited to blue jays and orioles for our bright spots.
    Let us know if you find a way to win against the grass. I’m trying to construct beds that aren’t beds…you know, plants that outgrow the grasses so that I can ignore their sprouts.

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