sunday
I've never wanted a thing like a motorcycle till now. I've been feeling guilty lately about driving a car to Two Mile - using up gas in a car just to do something that is basically unnecessary like hiking. I do love Two Mile. I love traveling over and learning the trails. But as far as exercise goes I could get my exercise walking down to the lake, or on my cloud walker in the goatshed. Every time I go to Two Mile I use up gas going 22 miles round trip. I use nearly a gallon of gas every time I go. What about getting an electric scooter type motorcycle? What good does it do to experience something so earth friendly as hiking if I'm ruining the planet to get there? But then I think - how would I take Rainy with me? She'd be scared to death in a box on the back. Dave says I could engineer a front pouch to carry her on my chest like a baby - maybe... Anyway that's where my mind is wandering this morning.
I did succeed in getting the phones hooked up and plugged into their spots around the house yesterday. We have one in our bedroom, one in my studio room, one at Dave's desk, one near my spot at the dining table and one in the kitchen. A lot of phones! Didn't activate any of the fancy options. My first call to check the phone (as it has always been) was to call my sister Kathy. She said she was honored that she's still the one. Though I thought about calling Jules. He's my next person.
Someone who junks cars noticed our old 2006 Kia sitting in the front yard the other day and offered to buy it and haul it away. He's going to give us more than the local junk yard so Dave said okay. They'll be here tomorrow to get it. I need to get out there and clear out any last stuff today. It'll be nice to not see that stupid car sinking into the ground out front anymore. I usually try to personify my cars and have affection for them. I do love Brownie (my present car a 2011 Rav4) but I never liked the Kia that much. I never even gave it a real name - it was always just The Kia. I didn't trust it. It would sometimes just not start - be dead. Then a little later it might start - just out of nowhere it'd be okay again. That's how it came to be out front taking up my favorite parking spot under the maple tree. It finally died for real right there. I did thank it for that - at least it didn't strand me somewhere. Usually we keep a car till the bitter end - when it can't be inspected anymore because of the frame. Keep fixing it up. But I guess we just didn't have enough affection for the Kia and let it go. It's been two years of letting it go and two years of built up bird shit and pollen and grunge on it now. A flat tire to boot. An eyesore.
Just now, in dawn's light. Goodbye.
*****
I got a head start writing this morning. Woke up at 3 am. Planning a big day. Hopefully first a hike with Rainy at Two Mile. Clean out that car and then start painting the tray I want to give Johnny and Alison.
I did succeed in getting the phones hooked up and plugged into their spots around the house yesterday. We have one in our bedroom, one in my studio room, one at Dave's desk, one near my spot at the dining table and one in the kitchen. A lot of phones! Didn't activate any of the fancy options. My first call to check the phone (as it has always been) was to call my sister Kathy. She said she was honored that she's still the one. Though I thought about calling Jules. He's my next person.
Someone who junks cars noticed our old 2006 Kia sitting in the front yard the other day and offered to buy it and haul it away. He's going to give us more than the local junk yard so Dave said okay. They'll be here tomorrow to get it. I need to get out there and clear out any last stuff today. It'll be nice to not see that stupid car sinking into the ground out front anymore. I usually try to personify my cars and have affection for them. I do love Brownie (my present car a 2011 Rav4) but I never liked the Kia that much. I never even gave it a real name - it was always just The Kia. I didn't trust it. It would sometimes just not start - be dead. Then a little later it might start - just out of nowhere it'd be okay again. That's how it came to be out front taking up my favorite parking spot under the maple tree. It finally died for real right there. I did thank it for that - at least it didn't strand me somewhere. Usually we keep a car till the bitter end - when it can't be inspected anymore because of the frame. Keep fixing it up. But I guess we just didn't have enough affection for the Kia and let it go. It's been two years of letting it go and two years of built up bird shit and pollen and grunge on it now. A flat tire to boot. An eyesore.
Just now, in dawn's light. Goodbye.
*****
I got a head start writing this morning. Woke up at 3 am. Planning a big day. Hopefully first a hike with Rainy at Two Mile. Clean out that car and then start painting the tray I want to give Johnny and Alison.