Dark and Gloomy | Coffee Makes Everything Better

It Was a Dark and Gloomy Morning

open trenches
waiting for inspectors
in the back yard

this morning’s thunderstorms
stretch back at least three states

Copyright © 2017-10-01, by Lizl Bennefeld.

If we were having coffee together, this morning (Yes, two days in a row!), I would tell you about yesterday’s adventures, covering the conduit trenches and related dirt as wind gusts threatened to tear the plastic sheeting from our hands before we could pin them down with old railroad ties and other assorted heavy items. We had already covered the trenches with scrap boards, so I don’t expect the trenches will fill with water. …  I hope.

My fasting blood sugar was a bit high, and so I am offering hardboiled eggs to go with the morning coffee. What do you get wrapped up in doing, last thing before bedtime, that keeps you up till all hours? For myself, I was rereading a favorite book from L.E. Modesitt, Jr.’s Imager Portfolio. And playing Dragonboard (an old Mahjongg board computer game); it doesn’t work quite right on the Windows 10 system, but it still creeps along, and I like it better than anything Microsoft apps offer. We were late getting to “puppy time”, last night, and the dogs were not inclined to play before going to sleep.

Thanks to Saturday’s activities, tacking things down before the rains came, we did not get to the butcher shop. We hope to fit that in before Al has to go off to work his volunteer shift at two o’clock. He’s working a shift three days in a row; volunteers are slow to get back onboard with scheduling following the summer’s reduced Open hours. The butcher shop has resumed posting its specials on its web page instead of their “Please call for weekly specials”, and the sale on chicken breast tempts me. I have salt-free Cajun seasoning that I favor. Although sassafras with garlic powder and a bare touch of cayenne pepper also works.

If we were having coffee together (before the real world begins for the day), I would confess that I intend to make up for last night’s short sleep by taking a nap with the puppies, once Al heads out for the afternoon.

I hope that your Sunday is/was pleasant. Looking forward to seeing you again soon!

Best wishes,

Lizl

 

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Tea at Bedtime | #WeekendCoffeeShare – 30 Sept. ’17

Painted Lady on a Black-eyed Susan flower in the garden
Painted Lady in the Garden

If we were having coffee together, this evening, our visit might be a bit short. I’ve gotten sleepy, and I just might fall asleep before I finish this post. There is left-over coffee that can be heated, if you’d like. Also, I could brew some decaf or pour you a cup of black tea. I am having Irish breakfast tea, brewed strong, because I dare not take antihistamine again so soon. While the pollen counts are low, I am still spending too much time outside.

If we were having coffee together, or in my case, hot tea, I would confess that Friday was a busy day. Al finished digging the trench for the electrical power conduit, and I helped feed the wires through it to the woodworking shop. We’re now ready to call the inspector have the work checked before we fill in the trench.  We then wandered out to do some last-minute shopping. The Scampers needed more food in the house, so that they can have breakfast in the morning. As for me, I needed some more green salad makings and brick cheese, and the store where we usually buy groceries doesn’t carry greek yogurt in the brand that doesn’t have extra ingredients added to it, so there was another stop to make a long the way.

If we were having coffee together, this weekend, I would mention that I sent in my three tanka for this week’s assignment, and again, the instructor’s observations were helpful and encouraging. I thought I might share a couple of the poems that I wrote, this past week. The tanka are more comfortable for me to write because they have fewer restrictions; they seem to allow more variety and informality. Or perhaps I am compulsively formal in writing haiku, which I feel I need not be with the tanka.

i.

quiet room
one picture on the wall
familiar
pasture, autumn trees
memories still too close

ii.

a Painted Lady
finds my tickseed flower
the shutter clicks
her cameo appearance
in my photograph

iii.

puppies asleep
by bowls and tennis balls
my empty lap . . .
soon enough they’ll wake
warm tongues and wagging tails

Copyright © September 2017, by Elizabeth (Lizl) Bennefeld. All rights reserved.

These three weeks have gone by too fast. I’ve received the guide/assignment for week 4, the last week of the online workshop on Japanese poetry. I will continue to write both the haiku and the tanka poems. I hope that I will do a much better job of it, now, especially the haiku, than I have over the past fifty years. There is a depth to the terseness that is awesome.

If we were having coffee together, this evening, I would regretfully say, “Good night!” The Scampers are sound asleep, and so is Al, finally. I’ve only, now, to pick out a photo for this post, and I can turn in, too. A lot of time is saved for productive activities; I seem to have quit watching television, and I never did listen much to the radio. I am actually going to bed, again tonight, having washed all of the dishes, silverware and cooking pots of the day.

I hope that you have a wonderful weekend and a successful week. Thank you for stopping by. I look forward to visiting with you again next weekend, if not before.

Best wishes,
Lizl