Notes - what would you think?

       Late Saturday afternoon after a takeout lunch from Potbelly's and dollar drinks from McD's you are sitting under the shade of a large oak at Rose Hill relaxing. Carol is beginning Chapter Six of The Brethren as she has been busy watering the lawn and other outdoor endeavors throughout the day. Your legs, hip through ankle, both ache with general aging while your back is less bothersome today. One of the varieties of seventeen year locust is abuzz with hums like heard while standing under high tension electric lines. - Amorella

       1633 hours. I have a cousin, Jimmy and his wife Anne, who are in San Antonio up from Rockport who are waiting to see if their house survived Hurricane Harvey. Aunt Ruthie called around noon to tell me they were safe, but still that would be a big thing, waiting to see if your house survived wind, water and whatever else.

       Carol decided to walk so you went home for her walking shoes and now she's off on the shaded north trail at Pine Hill Lakes Park while you sit facing west behind the hill of assorted trees. - Amorella

       1713 hours. This is not as quiet as the cemetery. I keep hearing the two stage buzzing of an electrical transformer in the nearby small city owned garage and house on the property. I'm even sitting under some electric lines. Clear blue skies and green leafed trees and shrubbery; very relaxing. We periodically talk on moving or staying, neither of us has made up our minds -- always pros and cons, but so far in our lives we have made a commitment to move to one location or another and so far we have never regretted our moving or staying in place. This next commitment preferable, at least from my perspective, be lifelong. We stay until health conditions force us to move closer to Kim and Paul  and a retirement center for the disabled, or we move now to spend more time with Kim, Paul, Owen and Brennan and my sister's family. The locust are here too. Life cycles, all living creatures have them.

       You wonder if the Dead have cycles too. - Amorella

       1728 hours. It crossed my mind. Being physically dead sounds interesting, always has. Once I'm dead I'll probably find something else to wonder about in remaining heartansoulanmind, in spirit form.

       What would you wonder about? - Amorella

       1730 hours. I have no idea.

       Yes, you do. - Amorella

       1731 hours. What's next, for what reason, and for what purpose? That's what pops up from the depths of the unconscious.

       Don't you think most people would wonder what their life had been for, for what reason, and for what purpose? - Amorella

       1735 hours. Ha. That's funny. That didn't come up from anywhere inside. It should have I suppose, but it didn't.

       For you the question was no longer necessary. You had moved on. It would be impractical to concern yourself with what had been since you still existed although in spirit form only. - Amorella

       1739 hours. Sounds just like me, Amorella. Yep, that's probably it.

       Enjoy the rest of your evening. Post when circumstances permit. - Amorella

       1740 hours. Believe it or not, Carol just arrived at the car door from her walk. I asked, "How was it?" Carol replied, "It was nice, not too hot, and fairly quiet." -- She is now on page 81 and wants to finish chapter six before heading home. -- Strange, I don't hear the transformer any more, now it's just locust and crickets. We did see a groundhog when we first drove onto the lot; he turned from us after being still, and shuffled under the bushes by the house. I wonder what he thinks of us living Homo sapiens periodically invading his personal private space?'

       What would you think of the Dead periodically invading your personal private space, orndorff? - Amorella