Wet And Windy

Granny's Kindergarten Class

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As you can see, Evie returned to her kindergarten class for the last time yesterday — a day of laughs, fun, and tears. It started early for me, too. I was up before the house, waiting until 8:00 to kayak because Evie wanted to be awake by then to get ready for school. I was out forty-five minutes, came back, wrote the blog, and Evie read it before we published. Then I helped her fill goodie bags for her eighteen kids, and by 10:00 she was off.

Kayak Morning

The Sun

Clouds And A Touch Of Blue

Northern Sky

For some reason, I haven't felt like doing yoga or pickleball, and I'm not entirely sure why. Flying to Dallas on Friday probably has something to do with it — I wanted to get things ready before we leave. Around 10:30, the sun came out and started drying the lawn, so I pulled out the battery-powered mower and got the grass cut. I was pleased to find I made it through most of the lawn on a single charge, barely needing the second battery to finish.

It's always a little strange to be alone in the house when Evie's gone. I'm not used to it. By 12:30, I was ready for lunch — I heated up the veggie soup, made a turkey and cheese sandwich, added some chips, and watched my show. Then I went upstairs to read Live by Night by Dennis Lehane, one of the few of his books I hadn't gotten to yet.

Around 3:00, I was in the garage pulling out gardening tools when Evie drove in — happy, but carrying the sadness of a last day. We saved her stories for happy hour. She grabbed something to eat and watched her show while I took the tools out back and spent a good half hour weeding around our two fairly new trees. The mulch, for whatever reason, loves weeds, and it took longer than I expected.

I wrapped up around 5:00. Evie had her Zoom call with her sisters for forty-five minutes, and I read until she was done. Then we talked about her day. The kids had been all over her, of course — she'd been gone a couple of weeks, and they couldn't understand why she hadn't come back sooner. A painful afternoon in some ways.

We'd both been looking forward to dinner: Kentucky Fried Chicken. We loved it, especially the coleslaw. We watched some news, then a great Colbert — he had four fellow late-night hosts on together, which made for a wonderful hour. After Evie went up to bed, I watched the Spurs–Timberwolves game through the third quarter, then headed up myself, confident the Spurs had it.