Comments on life’s changes

Comments on a number of things: The world knows my feelings about losing the woods next to me for the purpose of building a number of new houses.

This week, all the rest of the trees, except for one huge ancient right in the middle, were taken down, and the land leveled. I know I have no right to complain…it isn’t my property.

I actually felt kind of sorry for the workers whose expertise truly was amazing, because almost all of the neighbors were standing close by with their arms folded and frowns on their faces, watching the procedure. Change is hard. What’s done is done, the new neighbors will be nice, and I can always move.

Mothers Day: I know I’m getting old and cranky. Family and I had brunch at a well-advertised and well-known restaurant. The meal was lacking in everything but the roast beef, which was very good. There were very few offerings, and the vegetables were a mixture of canned carrots and something. Few desserts were offered. I’ve eaten at the restaurant before when the food was good. They over-booked for Mother’s Day and had to have two separate buffet times, which caused a lengthy wait in line, despite reservations.

I am sorry I still can’t let go of the fact that no one dresses up for anything any more. To me, any celebration deserves something better than jeans and sweatshirts. In my youth, mothers on Mother's Day, wore either white or pink carnations on their Sunday best to signify whether their mother was alive or had passed on. Most have never heard of such a thing today. I am fully aware that if I am to be “with it,” I need to change with the times. Change that word need, to have. There seems to be no going back.

The week brought me a new refrigerator. Normally, I would be ecstatic, but this one came because a couple of blackouts destroyed the motherboard (whatever that is) and it was almost as expensive to fix it as it was to buy a new one, It was only four years old. My father had a gas refrigerator in his office that was 45 years old. The company that took care of my problem was nice to work with, and the shining new piece of my kitchen is nice, but ho-hum…there we went again.

Not wanting you to think all I do is complain, I will add a couple of positives. A kind friend has provided me with all the plants I need for this year’s garden. He grew them from seed, so I know they will flourish. My sunflowers are already up, ready to grow to horrendous heights. There has been no need to water my new blueberries and elderbrerries because the rain has come just at the right time. I have read several outstanding books, am corresponding with an extremely talented student, now writing his own books, and I can look forward to complaining about the heat as summer appears to be in the offing.

Life is good after all.