Last week I posted a status – Bank, Post Office, Groceries, Volunteer Work, Walking and Canoeing through Nature. Thinking back, I want to expand on that and why exactly it was so great.
The bank, post office, groceries – errands that everyone has to do. However, for 14 months in my hermitage I hadn’t done any of those IN PERSON – just all online with delivery.
Very grateful for those who worked to make it possible for me to have that option. Now especially grateful for vaccination and the precautions businesses are still taking to avoid another of those dreaded surges in Covid cases. Now I was able to do them myself. Grateful for the functional fitness that allows me to do those things.
Volunteer Work – We drove the 25 miles to town and while I worked on my weekly tasks at our ministry office, Joe went to swim at the Y. We haven’t been there in 14 months even after they opened up in September. We kept our membership. They do good work for the community and needed the money.
I finished my work before Joe finished swimming and went for a walk.
With the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains in the distance, I cut through the hospital parking lot.
Very grateful for those working throughout this year under extremely difficult circumstances.
A short prayer for whomever it was that was arriving at the ER by ambulance and helicopter
Met up with Joe and back to the lake for lunch and a canoe cruise on the lake.
First I put out some carrot scrapings for our new “tenant”
He or she lives under our porch.
We checked out nature’s nursery – the geese with their new brood of goslings.
We counted 8 of them in the grass, but didn’t want to get too close and annoy the watchful parents.
The young blue herons getting out on their own.
They look big until an adult flies by them. Very big birds!
Look at how this one compares with the ladder railing on the dock. Good fishing there.
We got home and noticed that our tenant had eaten all the carrot scrapings except one piece.
Perhaps he was comfortably full. Like a Spark goal to emulate?
Once again, the title of my blog reflects songs in my head
Oh What a Feeling (1983)
One Fine Day (1963 – the year Joe and I met)
I wish you all many fine days.