Today it really does feel like November. Wish I could share the rain with those still suffering from drought. I finally moved the transplants from the covered deck to the open. I had to do it in the rain, but they looked so pathetic I felt like I had to do something. Hopefully the Algaflash feed and rain will help revive them.
I don’t know what I’ll do if my North Face windbreaker ever gives out. Although it was soaked; I stayed dry inside it. Did you ever have a piece of clothing that held so many memories that you’d miss it if it were gone? This jacket fits that description. Robert gave it to me years ago – probably 5 or 10 years before our 21 year old son was born. Here’s an image of our son Eric and me sitting on a rock at Estes Park, CO when he was about 18 months old.
And there are many more memories of hikes and vacations, wearing this jacket. Memories of Boy Scout camp outs, standing around the fire, knowing I could go home and wash the smoke and grit out of the jacket and it would be good as new.