1-9-23, Day 8 In PTL Perrin’s Life
Welcome to day nine of A Day In My Life! Happy Tuesday!
Look who came to visit us today! This is a young pair of Sandhill Cranes, possibly siblings, since they seem to be under the tutelage of two larger cranes. Bill discovered them when he opened the lanai doors this morning. The parents instructed them to stay away from the large, wingless aliens and stay close to them. The exchange could easily have been heard all the way to the ocean, a few miles to our east. If I post the video I took, be sure to keep your sound low.
The weather is perfect for keeping the house open, with temps in the mid-seventies, low humidity, and a soft, fragrant breeze. My orchids (some of which are pictured here) are between blooming phases. When they bloom, their flowers last for a month or three, but several months can go by without flowers.
I took the wreaths down and put them away today. Step one of the great Christmas break-down has been completed. That’s the easiest step. Now I’ll print the list of our bins and what goes in them. Some re-organizing will take place, and some unused decorations will go.
The beautiful cards we received will also be sorted. Instead of stickers on our wrapped presents, I use the faces of many of last year’s cards. They look pretty, they usually have a message for the receiver, and it’s a great way to repurpose the good vibes we felt when we opened them the first time.
I will save the tree for last. I have a bit of a stubborn streak.
This afternoon, five ladies met for lunch at a nearly empty Outback Steakhouse. We call ourselves the Misfits. Wonder why? What a wonderful server we had! She engaged in banter with us, and was quick with her comebacks. We laughed together and she treated us like family. Which we are. She asked what we’re celebrating and we told her we’re Princesses, rejoicing that we’re children of the King, the Living God. And so is she. She gave us complimentary ice cream with chocolate syrup for dessert. That’s called favor in Christian lingo.
Later this afternoon, I’ll catch up on some critiquing and some writing, although I’d really prefer to catch up on some napping. If you’re tempted to nap while you read this, then here is something to wake you up. Remember, keep the sound on low.
Patty Perrin (writing as P.T.L. Perrin)