HMFWIC — of a certain red winged blackbird

trilliumfieldJust about everyone in the world was off work today. I mean in my cube-farm, of course. My supervisor sent out a humorous “BA status” email the other day that she and my co-worker would be out Friday (today) and *I* would be “in charge”. It’s almost impossible to describe my job or work situation but there is almost *never* a need to leave someone on my team “in charge” of anything. So I replied that I would be happy to be in charge of the red winged blackbird. The one that fights with (and poops on) the Ninja all spring, to the great amusement of my co-workers.

As it turned out, the Long Suffering Cat Herding Person (uber-boss) *did* show up today. He had been out all week at a corporate junket on the mother ship. FZ and a few QA-type people (but I’m not sure who because they all look alike [untranslatable inside joke]) were in this morning but FZ drifted out after lunch and then the LSCHP intercepted me as I was heading back to my cube from wherever and suggested that if I wanted to sneak out early this afternoon, “no one” would notice. In part, this was a genuinely nice gesture but I also suspect he wanted the place to himself.

Boy oh boy, I needed that. To make a long story short, I scampered over to Mouse’s place and we walked to a nearby woods where there are huge fields of trillium. I do not think I have ever seen so many trillium in one place *ever*. I did once abet The Commander The Trillium Bandit on a little trillium digging expotition in the yooperland. Yes, The Commander, a woman who did NOT break laws. But that’s a story for another day. This was a serendipitous day. The unexpected gift of a few badly needed hours of free time and a walk in an unfamiliar woods blanketed with spring wildflowers.

After that, we both headed to the Landfill where Mouse worked in the garden and baked bread and I cleaned up rodent crap in the Dungeon (yes, again, different room) and we both did laundry. The day culminated in a walk over to Zingerman’s Roadhouse for a cocktail and dinner and now I am going to quit while I’m ahead because I’m about ready to fall face first into my laptop. 9 miles today? Yes, that’s about right. Plus some hard labor. Sleep and then back into the Landfill Dungeon tomorrow.

Good night,

3 Responses to “HMFWIC — of a certain red winged blackbird”

  1. Margaret Says:

    What an excellent day–minus the rodent poop! I really miss those spontaneous activities, which my husband was expert at and I AM NOT. Glad you got some therapeutic flower and daughter time. 🙂

  2. Kathy Farnell Says:

    Flowers are beautiful. I also thought I would pass on some good news. Buena Vista got some State funding and the kids are back in school for this school year. They have to go until June 21 to make up for lost time, but at least the kids and teachers are in class. Next year? It is not settled yet. Just thought I would let you know what I learned from the TV News up here at HL. Have a great weekend!

  3. Tonya Watkins Says:

    OMG, trilliums! I grew up in a modest middle-class neighborhood that was ordinary in most ways except that we all had woods for back yards. It was magical. Huckleberries, salal, rotten logs to build forts around, sword ferns, fir trees, moss…and trilliums! They weren’t abundant, but man were they special! My mom was emphatic that we never picked them (she said that if you did, they would never grow back again. Not sure if that’s true, but I appreciate her insistence that they thrive in their native environment and not in a silly vase with water to die within a week). Even as a kid I loved trilliums. At Harstine Is. we have a lovely ground cover flower that makes me think of low-lying trilliums, called “Western Star.” We have always looked forward to May when they would bloom along the path to the beach. With the house construction, they are gone and I am bereft! I am soooo hoping that when everything all settles down, they will return. Man I miss ’em!