Autumn

Autumn

Sunday, May 5, 2013

A Tidbit

She's gone. Walked out a few minutes ago for her Sunday service. Quiet now. The rain has been pushed eastward by a westerly cold front. The house, for at least two hours, is all mine.

I've promised to drive her north after her church service. There are flowers to be placed on her father's grave, antique shops to explore, and a seafood lunch. Should be a nice day.

Our drive will take us along the river which gives over to the sea. We'll cross many marshy creeks and tidal flats.

 I like the drive. There are always hawks and eagles to count. Perhaps we'll stop for a bag of boiled peanuts, a cold Coke, if she likes.

After a few minutes at the cemetery we'll have lunch. I shall insist on my side of fried oysters covered in deep red hot sauce. The tangy salty taste should hold me for a few hours. Then, the stroll of shops. She loves to 'antique.' I don't mind as long as the little caves hold a few manly items.

Things that catch and hold my interest are - bits and pieces of war memorabilia, books, old radios, stock certificates, any firearm related pieces, high quality knives, and vintage male clothing (last year I found a great world war two leather jacket), old hand tools, and believe it or not, unique cook books.

Her, all the other stuff.

I spent most of yesterday with my two shortwave radios. Reception (skip) was awful. Cuba, no problem. Europe, not so much. Even with my slinky antenna deployed on my Grundig I felt my time wasted. Sadly when I set out my beautiful Zenith Trans-Oceanic I discovered my thirty-one meter button stuck. Darn near cried.

More on the radios later.

The birds are singing to me. Their music soothes the soul.  Many years ago we both awoke within seconds of each the other and stayed in place within our warm bed. It was a clear cool Sunday morning, much like today, and quiet in the house. The birds, just outside our bedroom window, were clear and loud, their songs almost translucent.

She turns to me and asked, "Isn't it beautiful."

"Yes," I said. "But not uncommon on a Sunday."

She gave me an explain yourself expression. So I said, "It's God's plan.The birds always gather to sing us a beautiful song each and every Sunday morning."

As I've written, my straight face is world renown...

But, you know what.... prove me wrong.

I close to the music of a Mocking Bird, bright and clear; a tidbit of joy.


Later.

Stephen

13 comments:

  1. I wouldn't be surprised if you're correct about the birds on Sunday. The only songbird we've heard in the last month has been the northern crested chickadee ... until this morning, when the 'dees were joined by another song which I didn't recognize. But it was wonderful to hear something besides ravens, seagulls, and magpies.

    Enjoy your day & the drive - and good luck with the antiques.

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    1. Thanks, Rev., found one of those unique cookbooks...nothing else worth a mention.

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  2. Sounds like my kind of day :)

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    1. Indeed. I have noticed we both seem to like similar experiences. Thanks, my friend.

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  3. Nothing beats a quiet Sunday morning. Reminds me of the song "Sunday Morning Coming Down".

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    1. I haven't thought of that song in years...thanks, my friend.

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  4. We saw an abundance of mocking birds at the Country House today. The Purple Martins are still hanging around too. They make this little clicking sound when coming back to feed the babies. Made me smile while enjoying my cup on the back porch this morning. So glad to see the sunshine, although I did love the rain while it lasted.

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    1. I enjoyed the rain, too. Thanks, Sweet Lady.

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  5. Nice. My lovely wife is on a two day babysitting gig. I'm join her tomorrow and cook her some breakfast. Launched the sailboat on the lake today. Disturbed the kingfishers by my beach, but they soon got over it.

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    1. I haven't seen a Kingfisher in thirty years...nice little birds.

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  6. I *might* have a service manual for that model T-O in my collection.

    What chassis number is it?

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  7. Here's the best place on the web for T-O stuff!

    http://www.transoceanic.nostalgiaair.org/

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    1. Doc, not sure about the chassis number. I'll look tonight. Thank you for the link and have bookmarked it...seems I've stumbled across it in the past. BTW, have another TO in route....thanks, my friend.

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