Going Out Like A Lion
Apr. 1st, 2023 01:48 pm It blew hard for several days.
Which is how March is supposed to conduct itself.
We walked to the Meeting House along the sea front on Thursday and we were going into the teeth of the wind. I had to keep my head down or my cap would have kept whirling away. In the end I took it off and let my hair be ruffled (only ruffled because I'm wearing it short these days.)
More people than we expected have been turning up to sort the library books. It has become a community bonding exercise. One of the older Friends brought her grandsons- who were very polite and did their bit until it got too too boring, then talked Granny into moving to the Public Library where there are computers.
We are writing reference cards for the books- a lot of which have "Quaker" in the title. Ailz says that on a couple of occasions her attention lapsed and she wrote it as "Quacker"
Yesterday the wind was blowing so hard I mostly stayed indoors.
And today the wind has dropped. I rescued our statuette of the Venus de Milo from the flowerbed into which she had toppled headfirst and washed the dirt from her hair with the garden hose.
Which is how March is supposed to conduct itself.
We walked to the Meeting House along the sea front on Thursday and we were going into the teeth of the wind. I had to keep my head down or my cap would have kept whirling away. In the end I took it off and let my hair be ruffled (only ruffled because I'm wearing it short these days.)
More people than we expected have been turning up to sort the library books. It has become a community bonding exercise. One of the older Friends brought her grandsons- who were very polite and did their bit until it got too too boring, then talked Granny into moving to the Public Library where there are computers.
We are writing reference cards for the books- a lot of which have "Quaker" in the title. Ailz says that on a couple of occasions her attention lapsed and she wrote it as "Quacker"
Yesterday the wind was blowing so hard I mostly stayed indoors.
And today the wind has dropped. I rescued our statuette of the Venus de Milo from the flowerbed into which she had toppled headfirst and washed the dirt from her hair with the garden hose.