Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Gandhi like.


My washing machine repair man just left. He looked like Gandhi, had a soft, pleasant, peaceful voice. He worked on my machine for under a half hour, fixed the problem, showed me the broken part and left. Not that I want anything more to break and need repair but it was nice to have something fixed so quietly and quickly.
So, now I have laundry to do.
It must be the dampness or the threat of rain or just the fact that it's darn chilly for April 29th. I ache. I feel tired and sleepy. If I didn't have so much to do I would just grab Murphy and curl up with him, under my down comforter and nap.
My back yard is a beautiful green spotted with bright yellow dandelions. It used to be I dug, I sprayed, I sliced off their heads in my efforts to keep them out of my lawn. I find them rather pretty now. I look at my lawn and think how pretty it would be to paint it with those little Monet dots of yellow all over.
I'll do the first mowing of the lawn before they all turn to seed heads. But, for now, I'm just enjoying the beauty of it all.

2 comments:

  1. What a wonderful shadow that is, Bea. Now I know why I haven't been here. You weren't on my blog roll. Well you are now, of course!
    Lovely to have Gandhi to fix your machine, how lucky for you!
    Funnily enough, that is just how I felt on the 29th too. So tired all day but I too resisted the urge to curl up and sleep all day!
    No good mowing the lawn to get rid of those dandelion heads. They just lay down and then pop up again when you've finished mowing!

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  2. OFF WITH THEIR HEADS I say.
    Well, Some yes and some just hunkered down in the grass.

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