It’s Thursday morning and I am the only soul awake. Even Ivy sleeps. She woke when I did, went outside, and came back to the screen door and I let her inside. She is curled up in a ball on the footstool, grandma’s footstool. It’s Ivy’s perch, so to speak. The footstool comes with grandma’s chair, it’s grandma’s morning perch when she is here, too. There’s a marked depression where she lays and it’s now part of the cottage. Last summer, when grandma was up north, Ivy came over to the footstool, put her head on grandma’s leg and looked up, pleading. Grandma held her ground and Ivy retreated to her pad by the door. This morning Ivy jumped up on the stool without asking, though sometimes she does ask but this morning she didn’t. I did not protest, as I often do, or almost always, she warmed my legs while I sipped my coffee and gazed out across the lake as early morning slipped into day and the lake slowly returned to light.
Yesterday was windy and it wasn’t a good day for boating, Tuesday was windy, as well, and taking the kayak out was a struggle, but I did it anyway. Today looks like it will windy and the lake will be choppy for another day. Nevertheless, I have other tasks to do; there is always something to do, to keep busy, some important task that needs to be accomplished.
This past January, I found the oven didn’t heat well and needed repair. My discovery happened while cooking dinner and using the oven, that is how I learn something doesn’t work – when I am using it. The thermostat appeared to be the trouble. The next morning, I attempted to troubleshoot and ended up calling for repairs. I could not arrange a service call until a week after we were gone, so I made a note to call the next time we planned to be up north. And, I did. In early July, the service tech came and pronounced that our oven, or rather the thermostat control was the problem and couldn’t be repaired. The range works, but the oven is important part of the ensemble and B and I knew we had to replace it. We searched several places and ended up buying local and the range arrives today.
This is the day the Lord has made;
We will rejoice and be glad in it.
Which means that dinner tonight will be baked beans, coleslaw, barbecued ribs, and blueberry crunch for desert and perhaps some guests. I am looking forward to cooking and baking with the new range and oven.
In between, there are errands, chores, appointments, and even more chores. I will try to squeeze in a little fun when I can. Maybe.
Today is gonna be a great day, I know it and can feel it. The sun continues its rise in the east and more and more of the lake is bathed in its golden early light. If I don’t get a move on the sun will be slipping over the hills in the west and the day will be over. Life happens quickly, so, I had better jump up, jump in, and seize the day. Making the Days Count, one day at a time, starting with coffee and ending with desert. I will be glad in it.
What brings gladness to your day?