Random thoughts on a Tuesday

I hate to say it, but summer is nearly over in Minnesota. I’ve seen the signs.

The hummingbirds have been drinking nectar from the feeder I put out like tiny vibrating camels, storing up energy for that long flight back to central America. The state fair is in full swing, and leaves are already beginning to turn.

I’ve been canning for the past few weeks; storing up pickles and salsa for the long winter. You never know when the heat will go out and we’ll have to warm up from the inside with jalapeno peppers. We Minnesotans are not wimps. Texas has a little ice and cold and they all think they’re going to die. They have tons of hot salsa down there. What’s the problem?

Thankfully, we still have a few weeks left before Snowmageddon begins. Most people hope it at least waits until after Halloween so their children can run up and down the streets begging for candy without having to wear coats covering their scary costumes. I’m getting to the age where I prefer a good blizzard on Halloween. Especially if I spend thirty bucks for treats to give out to children I’ve never seen before. But if kids are willing to trudge through three feet of snow to get to my unlit porch, they’ve earned a sack of candy. I’m no Scrooge. I believe in rewarding hard work.

We had our lawn aeriated yesterday. Apparently, even dirt needs to breathe. I’m sure next year our grass will be amazingly green and soft, but for now the yard looks like a huge flock of geese landed and used it for their personal Johnny-on-the-spot.

Ducks have been acting rather strangely this year. I saw one fly over our car, turn, and fly back into traffic hitting the side of another car traveling in the opposite direction. I don’t know if it was suicidal or had taken drugs. A few days later I saw a duck walking casually down the middle of the road following the white lines between cars going fifty miles an hour. Sounds like a science fiction plot of some kind. But I don’t write science fiction, so if you want to take the scenario and run with it… You have my permission.

We had our granddaughters over for a sleepover this past weekend. One is four years old, and one is five months old. Both are extremely intelligent, happy when they get fed on time, and love books. They take after their grandmother. Of course, one of them actually listens to the book read to her and the other one tries to eat the book. But it’s a start.

Do you have any strange or interesting stories from your summer? Leave a comment and tell us all about it on this random thoughts Tuesday.

Thanks for stopping!

Barbara