My dear blogfriend, Vancouver Voyeur, has asked "Where you at?". VV would be proud to know that I have been enlisting a new therapy to conquer my blahs...I've been releasing my inner weirdo.
Our summer has been only marginally better than our horrendous winter. We have only had 6 or 7 days that it hasn't rained. Our non-rainy days have been spent mowing and trimming our huge lawn. L and Z mow the bulk of the yard with the regular mower. I mow the rough areas with the wheeled line-mower. This is where my weirdness starts to be revealed....
The last time I was mowing, I noticed motion in the grass ahead of me. I stopped the mower and discovered a frog. I tried to pick him up and move him to a safe spot behind our woodpile, but the long grass stymied my efforts. Sooo...I just kept shooing the frog toward safety. Along the way I discovered 2 more frogs. Now, I'm literally herding 3 frogs, 30 feet to safety. It's a good thing that my actions weren't visible from the road that runs past our house. Yeah, I'm a frog-herding weirdo!
This isn't the first time I've exhibited these behaviors. We used to have a HUGE(he weighed at least a pound) toad living in our yard. Before L could mow, I insisted on finding our toad and sitting with him while L mowed. My hours of "toad-sitting" were some of the most peaceful moments of my life. I was free to just soak up the nature surrounding me for a couple of hours every week. I admit it...I'm a weirdo!
We used to have a pair of Mallards that nested in our back yard. For some odd reason, the hen would always decide to move her brood across the busy road, and on to the river, when I was home. I would run out, usually barefoot, and stop traffic until the ducklings were safely across the road. The hen would usually get spooked by the cars and fly to safety, leaving me to herd her babies across the road. SME and L always questioned my sanity following this maneuver. I guess that makes me a weirdo with a death-wish. When driving, I've also stopped traffic to carry turtles to safety...one time on a 4-lane highway.
I suppose you're all wondering what I've been doing to occupy myself when it's raining? Our July has been the coldest on record since 1913. I hate heat, so our 60F temperatures haven't bothered me at ALL! I'd been spending my time creating all sorts of yummy comfort foods...not a good thing for my waistline! Sooo....I decided to revel in my weirdness and spend time soothing myself in my current favorite comfort zone...the garage. I've been cleaning, sorting, and organizing my way into a peaceful frame of mind. I have an old cassette boom-box in the garage. I crank up my music and slowly work my way toward creating the efficient, organized, work-space I want our garage to become. A couple of hours in the garage leaves me feeling like I've done something to bring order into my disaster-ridden year. In the garage, my creativity can run wild and I'm enjoying every minute I can sneak out there. My name is Tshs and I'm a WEIRDO!