Dreams, Moments, Travels
I’m waiting for FedEx to deliver a package. Every time a vehicle stops in front of our place and I hear the car door shut, I jump up, run to the door, look for my package. For the fifth or sixth time, it is someone else. The last check though I looked left and one of our cactus was aglow in the afternoon light of sunset. The thorns appeared to burn hot as though they were heating elements. As I write this another couple of car doors have slammed shut, still no package.
After two months it was finally time to remove the lemon peel from the stewing alcohol lemon mix. At this point, the alcohol is being strained of sediments through a coffee filter producing a beautiful golden liquid. With this put to the side, we wait for the syrup we made beforehand to cool to room temperature before we add it to the bottle and wait yet a couple more weeks before this will really be limoncello.
Happy New Year to the Indian state of Gujarat. I have decided that as we outsource jobs, I am going to insource the globes various holidays. Yesterday was Diwali in India. Today is Police Day in Russia, Cry of Independence Day in Palau, and Maputo City Day in Mozambique. Tomorrow I’ll be kicking back to celebrate Concordia Day in St. Martin, Father’s Day in Finland and Sweden, Guru Nanak’s Birthday in India, Lacplesa Day in Latvia, the Prince of Wales Birthday in Tuvalu, but I’ll be pulling out all the stops and throwing a bash for the Cutting of the Goose in Sursee Day celebrated in Switzerland – weeee. Monday is a slow day, think I’ll opt to observe National Memorial Day in Liberia and take it easy.
Caroline has worms! No, don’t pity her, don’t shun her, they are not here by accident; she wanted worms. And so it was that I arranged a late-night meeting with Robert at Canyonland Worms to give my wife worms. Caroline now has the responsibility for caring for a full pound of worms – oh, you did not think I meant she has them in her bowel, did you? Her worms are in a black little house with an HD Flat Screen TV and lounge chairs, just kidding about the TV. These are composting worms who we plan on feeding the remnants of our veggie waste. The composting worm abode fits perfectly in our apartment and besides an occasional tiny worm fart, doesn’t smell in the slightest bit. Caroline has already named almost 80 of them!
Fine, you want to sit there all morning and not light a match or make a courtesy flush, then take this, let the world see you in all your morning glory! They say us guys take forever, they’ve never met someone like my wife. She can sit here reading more articles from her German news magazine, Spiegel, than you can shake a stick at. And the stench, WOW, I thought vegetarians were immune from this, but hey, she is a "Resident Alien" and I suppose we can’t expect these aliens to be just like those of us who are perfect and whose stuff don’t stink – wink.
In addition to knitting, crocheting, spinning, Caroline is an avid cactus gardener and has a real green thumb when it comes to the horticultural arts. You may recognize this particular shirt from some of our travel photos, there is a special story regarding it. For Caroline’s 25th birthday, I took her to Euro-Disney in Paris, France, at one of the gift shops we picked up this very shirt. She has worn it the day we were married in Las Vegas, she has worn it on our first trip to Disney World in Florida, it has been worn in Yellowstone, Amsterdam, Berlin, New York, Washington, California, and all across this great nation. Most amazingly Caroline has grown all of these cacti from itsy bitsy tiny little thorns!