Saturday, September 24, 2016

I’m tired – my back and feet hurt from standing most of the day while I baked and cleaned. I am surprisingly calm though for the amount of jobs left to do and the relatively short time I have to do them in. Maybe after five years I’ve got it cased, or maybe it is a delayed panic and I’ll be a mess tomorrow.

But first – I know where the bears sleep! All last week I saw folks standing in the driveway to the library. They were looking out in the direction of the water, snapping photos and peering through binoculars. I thought at first they were whales but nothing appeared and, several times over several days, the same series of events would occur.

When I was at Carola’s for coffee she mentioned the crazy people watching the bear in the tree by the library. On my way home I (one of the crazy people) wandered over to have a look. Nothing! But today I saw more people so I got out the binoculars and from my kitchen window I could see a huge shifting mass in the crook of one of the trees. We watched off and on all morning and saw Momma bear and one or two cubs.

I had just started making brownies for the concession tonight when Christy called to say Dylan’s football game was live-streamed by the opposing team. We joined just after the start of the second quarter and I was able to follow the right team and the right uniform (the bright coloured socks helped me Christy). While the brownies baked I sat and watched, with one eye on the bears in the tree.

Dylan’s team won and would it be bragging too much to mention Dylan was on the field for both the Play of the Game and the Hit of the Game? Next time I watch I’ll go upstairs to my own computer; Pat laughs at me when I cheer! By the time the game was over the bears had moved on – next time perhaps I’ll be less distracted and see them all come out of the tree.

Pat picked up a picture from the framer this morning – our souvenir from our trip to France. Finding a spot to hang it meant a long game of musical pictures. In the shuffling we were able to find room for two pictures that had been stuck in the closet since we moved. I’m not sure how that led to rearranging my quilt wall (as you go upstairs to my sewing room) but that now has a new look as well.

Once my baking was done (angel food cake, two batches of brownies, and rice krispie squares) I went out and picked up the groceries we need for tomorrow’s affair – supper, concert and breakfast on Monday – plus a trip to the liquor store; we like to offer our performers some of our local beer.

Pat is out at the hall for sound check now. When he gets home we’ll have a quick supper; we’re due at the hall in just over an hour.