Flowers from the Past, Hope for the Future

I thought I might try a Throwback Thursday Post, only I don’t know what I should throw back to. I have several times lamented my inability to maneuver through my Media Library. Then again, if I rely on my Media Library, I may just keep throwing back to the same tired memories.

May flowers.

I tried the Media Library and found these tulips from 2017. I hope I get some tulips this year. Perhaps I should put down some bulbs for next year.

A lot of daisies!

Here are some more front yard flowers. I wonder if I didn’t let the daisies go a little too far. Nah!

Ah, the container garden.

This is a Before shot of 2017’s container garden. I don’t know that I can easily find any of the After pictures. If I even took any. You never know with me.

I guess I did take a few.

So here is my Throwback Thursday Post. Some flowers from the past, which makes me look forward to the future. I am remembering a cartoon I have seen more than once on Facebook.

“I think the new year will bring flowers.

“Why do you think that?”

“Because I’m planting flowers.

I think that’s a nice note to end on. Happy Thursday, everyone!

Mid-Week Run, Tired Post

I thought it was supposed to be raining with dropping temperatures this afternoon. When I left work (at my new job, by the way), it had rained but was not doing so currently. Additionally, it was warm. It felt almost summery.

Earlier in the day, I had repented not running Monday and Tuesday. By the time I got home, I realized I might have a chance to redeem myself. It was cloudy and threatening, but MAYBE I could get a run in. And I could write a blog post about it, instead of having a Wuss-out Wednesday!

I happily dressed in shorts and short sleeves. I put a sweatshirt on the porch for my cool-down walk but was not sure I needed it. I set out with high hopes.

For the first few blocks, it was not at all bad. I wasn’t too tired to run! This was great! I turned left onto German Street, keeping on the sidewalk, because afternoon traffic in Herkimer can be heavy.

A mere seven or so minutes into the run (I looked at my Garmin but do not remember the exact time), I felt tired. Just persevere, I told myself. I am up to 45 minutes on my weekend runs. I certainly did not have to go that far today. Still, 15 minutes might be a trifle paltry.

I settled on half of my longest time. 22 1/2 minutes. I ended up going just over 23. It did not start to rain. Score! I petted one nice dog along the way. I felt quite pleased with myself.

Right now I feel more tired than pleased. I’m not sure it was all that great of a run, and as usual, I question the quality of my blog post. However, also as usual, I trust the process. I ran. I posted. Happy Wednesday, everyone!

Too Tired to Cook

It was a beautiful afternoon today. My husband Steve and I sat out on the front porch waiting for the sub we ordered from Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant in Herkimer, NY. The beauty part of that is, I can give a shout-out to a local business instead of making a purely Tired Tuesday Post.

I’m afraid it is a Tired Tuesday Post. Maybe I need to start living a healthier lifestyle so I don’t keep feeling so tired all the time. In the meantime, I must try to make today’s blog post.

We order from Salvatore’s fairly regularly. I like their wings and salads. Steven is fond of their garlic pizza. The last two times, however, we ordered subs. Yum!

I need to give a shout-out to another local pizzeria soon. Sunday we enjoyed food from Enzo’s Pizza. I’ll let that stand as a preview of coming attractions.

Do you suppose I should be cooking for myself more often? But then I would be less supportive of local businesses. I never get tired of supporting local businesses!

Enzo’s Pizza is located at 122 N. Main St., Herkimer NY, phone number 315-985-9090. They are open Monday through Thursday 11 a.m. to 9 p.m., Friday and Saturday 11 a.m. to 10 p.m., Sunday noon to p.m.

Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant is located at 650 1/2 W. German St., Herkimer NY, phone number 315-866-2600. They are open 11 a.m. to 8 p.m. Monday through Thursday and Saturday, 11 a.m. to 9 p.m. Friday, closed Sunday.

It’s Not Right to Not Write

Yes, this is another late post. I just did not want to make the attempt last night. I am going through a bad writing period. Not to make too many complaints, but I have a few personal problems as well. There may be no solution to the personal problems; after all, no matter what I do, I will always be the same person.

However, the solution to writing problems, according to almost anyone you ask, is Write Just Write.

I have always maintained that it is not that simple. I still maintain that, but now I want to shout at myself: Of course it’s not that simple! Nothing is simple! It never will be! Just do it!

So here I am, babbling on. I made this concession to my laziness: I am lounged on the couch, pecking at the Tablet with the stylus instead of sitting upright at the laptop,industriouslly industriously (how do like this: I made the typo of putting two “l”s in “industrustiously” and now my autocorrect thinks that is how you spell it!).

And I have not much to say. However, I am approaching 200 words, and I need to get back to dealing with my day. I will attempt to Write Just Write a better blog post later,

Mooning Over My Blog Post

Last night, when Steven stepped outside, he told me there was quite a nice moon. I took a couple pictures, first with my phone.

A trifle blurry.

I was not best pleased with the shots, so I tried again with my Tablet.

I did not howl.

The moon is the uppermost light. The lower one is a streetlamp.

You can see the houses a little better.

I tried a few shots.

One more attempt,

I offer these shots in lieu of a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Blog Post. Full disclosure: I am tired and not the least bit inclined to make a real post. Therefore, I offer a few pictures and forego my usual criteria of at least 200 words.

I hope you are all having a delightful Sunday.

I Loves Me Some Crocuses!

In lieu of making my Saturday post early Sunday morning, I thought I would share a few pictures I took of some spring flowers. Earlier today I was walking home from a couple of errands when I saw a few white flowers poking up out of a nearby yard. I grabbed my Tablet.

I don’t know what they are called.

I have noticed a little growth while walking home from work but had not gotten around to taking a real walk and get some pictures. These things last such a short time, I was glad to get a picture or two.

There it is!

I walked up a driveway to get this crocus. When I got home, I found none in my front yard. However, I did see some green. I believe it was some lilies of the valley, which last year vied with the daisies for control of the area.

I guess there were also a few weeds.

Walking out back, I found a few crocuses where none grew last year.

Aren’t they lovely?
So graceful.
My favorites are the white with purple veins.

I also noticed some daffodils starting. How cheerful!

I should perhaps clear away the leaves.

I was so delighted to see some flowers. I mean to plant more this year and perhaps a few vegetables as well. How encouraging to see some beauty happening already! I wonder how much better I can make it look with a little effort.

In the meantime, I feel grateful for spring. And that I made a blog post on time. Happy Saturday, everyone!

Nything on Lame Post Friday

I had my relaxing interlude last night, but I have not been exactly un-relaxed this evening. For heaven’s sake, it’s Friday, if I can’t relax tonight when can I? Oh well, I guess almost any time.

Whenever I get all TGIF, I become uncomfortably aware of all the people that work weekends. I used to work weekends, and I hated it. Then again, I often enjoyed my days off during the week. Wait a minute, where was I going with this?

Obviously, this is Lame Post Friday. I can only feel happy that I am not typing this in early Saturday morning. I feel one must celebrate these small wins.

He’s my guy.

I just got done watching a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie. The Leech Woman. What cheesy fun! I am debating watching another episode or a DVR’d true crime show. I have a slew of Datelines on my List.

But first I must make my blog post.

Unfortunately, once again, I got nuthin’ (oh, that was a weird autocorrect: nything for nuthin’. That’s not even a word!) (Or is it?) (At least it gave me a headline).

How could I resist?

I do feel inclined to write a post about The Leech Woman. I have not done a movie write-up in a long time. They don’t get as many Likes as other posts (I am a notorious Like junky), but they are oh so fun to write.

As for this post, I see I have rattled on for over 200 words. I call that respectable, even if they have been 200 lame words. Happy Friday, everyone!

A Relaxing Interlude

It was unseasonably warm today, and I was delighted I left work early enough to enjoy it. I was too lazy to go for a run or a walk, but I spent a lovely hour or two sitting on my front porch.

I was the picture of leisure.

I had been saying at work that I was either going to go for a run or have a beer on my front porch. A co-worker was puzzled by what she saw as two things which cancelled each other out.

“It’s just two different ways of making myself happy,” I explained. As you can see, I opted for the latter. I changed a clunkier pair of shoes for a light canvas pair. I am so delighted to wear my little canvas sneakers again. They offer my feet zero support, but I love them so much.

The view I enjoyed.

I took a few pictures from where I sat. The lighting was not the best, but I can’t control the sun.

Frankentree obscures the view.

We discussed how we may need to deal with Frankentree, as he becomes more and more of a monster.

Not the best view of the pumpkin or the trees.

Steven told me not to take a picture of him, so I shot over his head. I was hoping to get the pumpkin hanging from the porch and the trees down the street.

A depiction of my relaxation.

I took one more shot of my cute shoes. My father made me the footstool. It is also handy to stand on to reach things. When I am not relaxing.

So was this a better blog post? I let my readers be the judge. Judges. Happy Thursday, friends.

What Excuse Shall I Use This Time?

I guess late blog posts are just going to be a thing with me. And here is another discouraging thing: I seem to be losing my knack for ten-fingered typing. SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!!!

I thought this week was going to be so great, blogwise. I was going to take the various things I did on Scattered Saturday and write full blog posts about each. I have done this in the past with great success. This week, not so much. So do one now, a logical voice in my head tells me (ooh! ooh! a voice in my head that is not putting me down! This is amazing!). Well, now I am on my laptop, and my pictures are all on my Tablet. I cannot overcome such obstacles before coffee.

So here I am, hoping to babble on for a few paragraphs and be sufficiently entertaining to call it a blog post. What, I must ask once again, is my problem? I can write every day. Some weeks I do write every day. I love to write! Sometimes it is easy. Sometimes not so much. Guess which kind of time I am having today.

The best thing to do with a foolish post like this is to keep it short. We’ll call this a check-in with my readers. Yes, I am still calling myself a daily blogger. As always, I will try for a better blog post next time. Also as always, no promises.

I Thunked, But I Ran

I thought I would make a Running Commentary Post in lieu of my usual Tired Tuesday. For one reason, I was determined to run. All last week I came home feeling too tired and frustrated, mostly frustrated. Intellectually, I knew if I ran I would feel better. Physically, I could not accept the knowledge.

So I ran. Do I feel better than if I had not? I suppose I do.

The run did not start out feeling good. Oh what a difference eight hours of work make! I thunked along like the overweight middle-aged lump that I am. My autocorrect does not think “thunked” is a word, but there I must differ.

At least it was a beautiful warm day. That caused a few problems, as I had to avoid pedestrians, bicyclists, and others. I tried to stay mindful of social distancing.

One other runner passed me, toward the end of my run. I could hear footsteps approaching me from behind, moving a lot faster than I was. This young kid passed me, loping along like a gazelle. He turned to give me a friendly grin and wave as he passed, which I was happy to return.

I did not run very far, and I never run very fast. But I was glad I ran. I’m only sorry that this is not much of a blog post. As I run, I narrate in my head. It usually sounds pretty good to me at the time, but when I get to the Tablet and start posting, I can’t quite make the translation.

No matter. I ran, I posted (or rather, I will have posted, for the more didactic among you) (you know who you are). Sometimes we must be content with the process.