Mid-morning. You were up
fairly early, did chores, had breakfast, read the Sunday paper; afterwards you
and Carol drove to Pine Hill Lakes and walked the north woods to the dam and
back. Carol is continuing her walk. You enjoyed the walk, as you have not been
on this path for some time now. Even in the shade the sweat is running off you.
You both brought ice water, which you are drinking sparingly. With your
shoulder you cannot do your regular exercises so this is a substitute. Earlier
you used the heating pad that helped ease the pain temporarily, and you took
another pain pill. - Amorella
I
always loved walking in the woods and did my share of hiking in my youth and
longer walking (almost always in the early morning or evening), two miles or so
up to the early fifties. My left shoulder and arm are feeling a little less
sensitive this morning. I don't know how I pulled my shoulder but I did. I
think I need a nap. (1020)
You want to get on with Merlyn and Vivian,
just to get it done, but that is not the best of attitudes because
"getting it done" excludes little caring to do the best job or the
passion you normally exclude. Each is new territory for the other. An embrace
can carry more intimacy than either suspect. All those unconscious small
muscular motor controls can be as sensitive as the fingertip and an unexpected
surprise and delight to brain and mind alike. The naked 'touch' of limb on limb
and/or toes on toes are magically intimate and deeply suggestive for the
further sharing of the subliminal communication of physical bodies. This
paragraph shows a more Merlyn attitude than Vivian.
1213 hours. We are home after spending
almost an hour sitting in the shade of McD's at Kings Mill Road watching
traffic to and fro from Kings Island. We talked about new cars as well as our
grandparents and how in the fifties we both sat out on the back porch shucking
homegrown peas or snapping string beans for cooking - shared times, shared
memories even though we never did those things together. While at Otterbein we
used to drive my 1965 green VW beetle up SR 315 to Delaware in the late
afternoon because we could open the small windows in the car doors and vent the
cooler shaded air back through the pop out back windows (sun roof open). It was
the closest thing to natural air conditioning that we had at the time. Owen and
Brennan are growing up in a different world. We even had a real icebox with an
ice man coming almost everyday to load it up. I don't remember it being so
awfully terrible because we did have fans and shade trees around the houses.
This is what older retired people do, recollect the changes seen in a lifetime.
As always, there are some good changes and some not so good. (1242)
Again, you are off task but the shared memories are
authentic and sincerely felt. Part of aging, boy. Post. - Amorella
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