In the last few days, I have taken great pleasure in the simplest things.
First, flowers from the Spousal Unit. He was doing the normal shop at the grocery store, and stopped by the flower section. Here’s the story as he told it to me:
Spousal Unit: I would like some flowers for my wife.
Store employee: Is there a special occasion? Maybe Mother’s Day?
Spousal Unit: yes, it’s Thursday.
Second, weeding in the yard.
|Front flower bed - in progress|
Front flower bed - finished
|Back flower bed - in progress|
|Back flower bed - finished|
Doesn't it look so much better?
Third, our new (used) lawnmower. Our lawn here is small; we will only be here for a few lawn-mowing months; our next house will not have a lawn – for all these reasons, we didn’t want to invest in a new machine. Spousal Unit called on a few ads for used mowers, but to no avail. Then, he had the brainstorm to visit the ReStore. As a result, we are now the proud owners of this manual reel mower with grass catcher. $25. And it did a superb job on the lawn. (For Spousal Unit, there is significant sentimental value in the reel mower since his father used one for many years in the UK.)
Fourth, sunset at Whitefish Lake. Spousal Unit and I were listening to live music at the Lodge, and I ducked out to capture this serenity.
Sixth, a Scrabble battle to the finish with #1S. I don’t think he let me win just ‘cause it’s Mother’s Day!
"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more complex ... it takes a touch of genius and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction." Unknown