Cloudy and Showers and Gray

Rainy, Cloudy and Cool

Up at 5:00, with the sound of a gentle rain hitting the roof, a bit of light, so I came downstairs, made the coffee, settled in on my couch, and listened to the rain, watched the clouds become more distinct as the morning got lighter.  It reminds me a bit of the grays I mentioned all winter, the snow, lake and sky, various shades of gray but in the summer, you always have a ring of dark green as you get near to our house, though in the distance, the green fringe of the lake, for instance Bemus, appears gray, as it's shrouded in both mist and clouds.

 It was 55 degrees when I rose, like yesterday, though it's supposed to clear up later so we may perhaps be able to work outside.  We are going through the trauma of getting a new septic, upset with the fact we are going to have this huge structure in our side yard, yet knowing that we need it.  There does not seem to be a solution either.  It's going to be quite prominent; the rub is the lower you set the tank, thus less visible, the less effective the system.  The higher, the more prominent, the more effective the system.  So what do we do?  Worry about aesthetics and have a troubled system, or dam the aesthetics and not have to worry about the system.  Why is life always a Catch 22, with nothing quite the way you would like it.

We have a busy day ahead of us, as it's 5% day at Wegman's for senior citizens, that's us,  so off we go to Lakewood, stopping at Bon Ton for returns, Sam's for deals (sure!), then Weggies, then home again. By the way, Evie is excited as T. J. Maxx is coming to Lakewood this fall.  Exciting? Scary? I am not sure.

We watched the debate last night between Republicans and had to finally turn it off as the candidates were so disgusting, nothing good to say, the same mantra of cutting taxes, criticizing Obamacare, anything he has tried to do, with no idea as how to halt the decline.  It reminds me of I. F. Stone's mantra: "Never believe a politician. They all lie." " Every government is run by liars and nothing they say should be believed. " Or Michael Kinsleys witticism: "For a politician, a gaffe is telling the truth."

It's 3:00, we have done our shopping and Evie's out in the shallows, scooping up the moss sitting on top of our water.  I walked the entire Woodlawn lakefront and we are the only house that has this gloop sitting on top of the water, though it's almost gone now because of Evie, a good wife, a bad husband!  It's actually cold outside, about 59 degrees, very windy and gray, just like winter's coming in a month.  I have been down checking out my neighbor who is having their septic put in today.  What a mess, as their yard's dug up, truck and tractor and bulldozer  tracks, though all will eventually be smoothed out.  Our yard looks so wonderful right now an in a week, it too will be mess.

We are off to Linda and Ron's soon, as we have bought lots of goodies to put in their fridge, so they have some food when they return late this evening, as long as all of their flights work.  Linda's birthday is Thursday as well, so it will be nice to have some goodies