The photo is from 7:00 AM at the farmers market. I thought it would be the last day I could get shelling peas but Donahee’s said they’ll keep having them. We’ll see though. Other people also had them but Donahee’s takes a plastic card for payment. The gal who took my plastic card remarked (in a friendly way) on “you and your tie-dye”. I refrained from saying something like, “tie-dye is post covid biz-caz.” I can only guess that they might be calling me the “pea woman.” It’s okay. Shelling peas and tie-dye both float my boat.

I remembered to take the route home that would take me by the gas station. Cygnus was not dangerously low but I’ve been putting it off for a couple weeks. There was a minor kerfuffle at home in which I had expected to have Cygnus at my service all morning. Not so much, even though I could swear we talked about it last night. The GG had it all loaded up with stuff to take to FlaMan’s place in Flint. I was pretty darn cranky for a few minutes but then I decided to apply one of the mantras I use for adult children to male partners with selective hearing. “She’s apparently talking but I can’t hear the words.” The mantra is “go with the flow.” I mean, Moooon Yooonit was available but she is ALWAYS filled with all kinds of crapola, including a “monster” in the passenger seat.

To be fair, my daughters, all “three” if you include my bonus daughter Pengo (niece), are well capable of taking care of their own business and do not need any advice from meeeee.

It was busy on our block today. The neighbors across the street held their annual garage sale. We did not attend but a few years ago we picked up a cute mid-century modern style cocktail clock from there. “It’s five o-clock somewhere.” It now hangs outside the moomincabin bathroom.

They wrapped up their sale mid-afternoon but then the street started filling up with traffic AGAIN. I wondered if all the new folks knew the garage sale was over? But they were going to the next door neighbor’s house, not across the street. Struck as if by lightning, I realized it was L’s birthday! L is the daughter the next door neighbors had approximately a year ago. It was touch and go for many months because she was born with genetic abnormalities and needed oxygen and a feeding tube at first and I dunno what else. She still has a long road ahead of her but from what little I know, she is getting excellent care and is thriving. Lots of happy noises from the neighbors’ back yard today.

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