I don’t actually keep a diary, but if I did, some current entries might look like this:
October 29-We were in Fort Worth to see Peter’s last soccer game. The camera on my phone had stopped working, and April took me to the AT&T store to get a new phone. It came with a new cord and plug and new ear buds. The ear buds were all wrapped nicely and tucked in a little plastic case sort of thing. And I wondered what workers were employed to insert the ear buds into the holder and wind the cord around the holder before putting the cover on. It seemed like monotonous work. I don’t know who they are, but they are much more accomplished at it than I, as you can clearly see here by my dismal attempt to do it myself.
November 4-I picked Peter up at school, and we began the drive back to Waco. As we started down the interstate, he said, “What’s that sound, Mimi?” And I began to explain the sounds of the tires on the road, and how, when he was driving with Mom or Dad, around town, the car was going more slowly, and the tires didn’t make much noise. But, because we were driving faster, they made a louder, different kind of sound. He didn’t respond, and I glanced back at him. Yes, I had bored him to sleep.
November 16-The tree that always drops its leaves into the next door neighbor’s yard has turned and begun dropping leaves. As usual, I’ve tried to keep up, but I then got sick and stayed in for a few days. When I went out into the garage on Thursday, I looked out and saw that the tree had done a cartoon-style leaf drop.
November 22-I got ready to leave to run errands. I stepped out to get the mail, before I left, and saw, Ollie, Mollie, Gollie! A monarch. (We’ve had what seems like an unusual number of butterflies migrating through the area this fall.)
After the photoshoot, I went off to shop.
November 30-I posted the picture on the left early in November, taking about fall. I mentioned that I bought the plant because I liked its leaves and was startled to know it was a chrysanthemum. Here, on the right, is what it looks like in full bloom. Tiny little yellow flowers. Cute, but I still appreciate it for its pretty leaves instead.
From dawn until sunset
the name of the Lord
deserves to be praised.
Psalm 113:3 (Contemporary English Version)
I’m grateful for the dawn and the sunset, and everything in between. Both halves. Praise the Lord, O my soul!