Change of plans.
I had planned on attending church this morning. But when I got up this morning I was just dizzy enough I wasn’t comfortable with the thought of driving. My belief is that all the dealing with my ears brought it on. When I went outside to feed the colony I was very careful going down the back steps and back. I came inside only to see a cat that doesn’t belong trying to shove the colony away. I scared it away and started back inside only to watch it return. I figured the only way to make sure colony members got to eat, was sit outside.
I wish I was able to post video to my blogs, because the gift I was given was and still is, amazing. As I sat there I noticed several of the cats looking toward the woods.One even went so far as to creep down to the edge of the woods. AS I watched the cat, I saw what had captured their attention. A very large female deer was watching us. She strolled back and forth just inside the tree line for a long while. Each lap brought her closer to the edge of the woods. Finally, while keeping an eye on me, she moved out of the woods and into my back yard. I had been videoing the deer from the moment I saw her. Stopping and starting often. I shared one to my facebook page https://www.facebook.com/rebecca.s.revels/ ya know, just in case you’re curious. There is also a video of my Bella moving to the Beach Boys.
With today being Father’s Day. and my dad being one of those people who has everything he could possibly need, I did the next best thing. I baked.
My mother had kept telling me that dad would love a chocolate cake for Father’s Day. But then my nephew gave me a large bowl of blackberries he had picked in his backyard. Blackberry cobbler it is, because, dad loves that also. My son ran to the store for me to pick up an ingredient I needed. By the time he got back I had written out the recipe-because my printer is out of ink. Step by step I followed the directions. Ordinarily I adjust recipes as I go, but not this time. When the timer went off and I checked the cobbler, it didn’t give the appearance of being ready. Setting the timer for a bit longer I waited. When I finally took it from the oven, it smelled so good, but didn’t quite have the appearance of the photo on the web page where I found it. Hoping for the best, I called my son to get him to walk with me to open doors.
Walking down to my folk’s I noticed my brother’s truck in the driveway. I was glad that I had accidentally but happily timed it right. I carried the still hot cobbler inside and placed it on a mat on the table. I then joined the family in conversation. After my brother left dad and I got a helping of the cobbler which actually tasted very good. I won’t lie. I was relieved. My son is disappointed though because I didn’t have enough blackberries left over to make one for us.
I am so thankful that my parents are still with us. The fact that age is making things difficult is obvious, but as long as we are around, they won’t lack for anyone being there for them.
Thank you dad, for all the things you taught us. Thank you for showing us how to be responsible. Thank you for showing us how to enjoy life. Thank you, for the gift of that weird sense of humor. Thank you dad, for the love. I do love you.