A Day in Three Halves

I went out walking after I got home yesterday from the vax shop,  because the weather was going to be much hotter today, so i seized the day. 

I saw the first daylily out, and a bed of them in bud, waiting to open.

On the way home I was surprised when a deer stepped out of the trees in front of me, studied me for a moment, then moved off 

This is a first. In 35 years of living in this development I have never seen a deer. They're in  different parts of town, but have never made it across the highways that surround my neighborhood. There are roads closed for repair and I wonder if he slipped across one of them.  

Yesterday being a COVID vax day, by evening I was so tired, usual aftereffect, that I went to bed around eight o'clock. Halfway up the stairs I seriously wondered if I should just lie there instead of struggling on. 

I did make it into bed and woke at 2am, wondering why I was hurting head to foot and shivering. Ah, yes, the vax, nothing to be alarmed about. Too tired to go down and find a snack and eventually did sleep again. 

That was part two. Got up at six feeling wobbly and nauseous and needing to sit down quick, legs gave way. This passed and I made it downstairs for a bite to eat then I slept on and off all morning.

So when the Misfits arrived -- I heard the arrival, got a picture of Jeff, and the box he left -- I was up to the third half of the day and things were starting to go better.

I managed to wrangle the box, gosh it was hot.  Also note the humidity 

And here's the doings 

Cans for three bean salad, currently a favorite, lovely yellow potatoes for roasting, must remember to keep a couple to plant, Envy apples, big ones, and they've been great lately, brown eggs for quiches, 

Bananaz to ripen in a day or two, mixed greens for salad, weather appropriate, lazy Bloggerlady bread, and yogurt for all seasons. Scallions hiding in there to go in salad and quiches.

I did manage to catch a picture of Jeff, and after my incessant moaning, the delivery map has been improved. 

They did start out saying delivery was in about 15 minutes, before 7:30am, clearly ridiculous because the driver was in Philadelphia, over an hour away at the best of times, and with numerous stops between there and here.

It showed up about 1:25 pm, about what you'd expect. But at least they've stopped giving endless updates, every  15 minutes for hours. 

And the box was reasonably cool, order complete and accurate. So I'll stop moaning. For now.

And I may continue sleeping. I do get a significant reaction to the COVID vax, which I like to think is my tough immune system saying you lookin at me huh? My vaxxed arm isn't up to much, so weaving has to wait.

Happy day everyone, try to get all the way upstairs before you nod off. It works better. Sez Ted and Big Ursy and Pony and Ursula.

Celebrating the coming of Fall at the Preserve

Lovely peaceful hike on the Preserve today, to celebrate the arrival of the equinox, taking in the lakeshore, and the farm track and the trail through the beechwood then back up beside the field.

So many different sights and sounds and views in a tiny area of wilderness. 

An artist quietly painting by the lakeside, to my surprise, since she's in what I thought was my own preserve, never saw anyone down that little path to the water before. 

 

And realized that they have widened the trail so much that it can be seen from the farm track, which explains her discovery.

While I was down there, I spotted, far across the water, an egret perched in a tree above the lake.  Unusual to see one there, in fact to see one at all, perhaps a fall visitor on his way somewhere.

Then through the lovely green shade of the beechwood, with birds flittering about ignoring my presence. 

Interesting circles of tree stumps, probably felled because they're about to come down anyway

huge fungi on this old tree, and what look like ferns marked with flags, perhaps they're rare, this being a place with quite a lot of protected flower and plant species.  

 And here's a really aggrieved sawn off tree stump.


Then out along the track where fox and deer like to live.  In fact I saw a doe with two fairly young deer a few minutes before I went to that trail.  I also saw what looked like a fox scat, pretty fresh, but I didn't see the scatter. 

 Fallen leaves starting to turn color.

 
Then back across the edge of the field, full of butterflies -- no big ones this year, but tiny yellows and whites -- and wildflowers.

And so home for a cup of tea and a nice muse over what I saw this afternoon.  And over what I cooked this morning. My life is just one long mad round of unalloyed joy!  and this evening it's "Endeavor" on DVD, with a nice glass of red.