Rain, mud, bees... it's early spring
Monday-- 39 degrees and raining, and it's been raining all night. Greening up the lawns and trees, pushing up crocuses and daffies... but also muddy and wet. Days like this, I'm grateful I no longer live on a dirt road a mile from pavement as I did from the age of 12 until I got married. Yesterday, G and I went out for an afternoon coffee, and while we were out, we braved Walmart. Ugh. Hate that store-- it's huge, the floors are concrete, and there's just so much STUFF. That said, G needed a bike helmet. His doctor has been after him to increase his sustained activity (as if 12 hour shifts hauling five gallon buckets of paint isn't enough, but yeah), so he's got his bike up and ready to go. Which is, of course, another good reason not to live on a dirt road-- pavement is kinder to ride on. We also got him a mirror/light thingy too-- safety is a good thing, especially if one is hard of hearing. At any rate, ugh, the store, but okay, we found what we needed (and ...