Saturday, October 27, 2007

Saturday night

It's 9:00 and I'm tired. The cat hasn't moved for the last 1o minutes. She's hypnotized by the pull string on the overhead light in the bedroom. She's talking to it in a high-pitched nervous tone. I don't know what threat it poses, but I sit here assured that if it makes a move, PPBob will get it.

It's been a terrific day. A ten-mile run with two friends got the morning started. Later, I went out to the farm to work in the garden. Another friend came along. We helped harvest the last of the peppers, pulled up cages from around pepper and tomato plants, and then pulled up the plants to make room for garlic. The sun was shining. There was a light breeze. We worked to the sounds of goats bleating, dogs barking, roosters crowing, and cats meowing.

We had a lunch of tomato soup and grilled cheese, but I guarantee you, this wasn't like the lunch your mom made. The tomato soup was homemade using tomatoes from the garden. The cheese was smoked cheddar from a local dairy, and topped off with a spicy green sauce that is locally made. We ate a few black cherry tomatoes and some tasty little red peppers while we worked.

Something inside of me shifts every time I go out there.

I came home and slept for about 30 minutes. The alarm woke me from a deep sleep. For a good thirty seconds, I had no idea what day it was, why I was waking up, and where it was I had to be. Fortunately, I figured it out, because the day ended with a moon-rise party at a friend's house. Their place is up on a hill that overlooks the city. The deck provided the perfect viewing of a deep red moon coming up on the horizon. Lots of good food and good company accompanied the moon.

And now, with the assurance that the cat will keep me safe from the evil pull string, I am going to sleep. I can't keep my eyes open any longer.
ETA: PPBob finally jumped off the bed and found something to occupy herself with. A minute later, she jumped back up with a little flower between her teeth. One of the kids at the party gave me the flower and I'd put it in the zipper of my sweater, but forgot about it when I took the sweater off. I guess she found it and thought she should bring it to me.


JM said...

good kitty!

PPB said...

I love hearing about you at the farm. It seems like it's a place that you should be.

Hey, are you going to Orlando in March? Turns out I am.

Yankee T said...

Good night, Linda.

Sue said...

It sounds like you and PPBob are having a wonderful time!

jo(e) said...

I always love reading about your visits to the farm.

SassyFemme said...

That lunch sounds absolutely delicious.