This is what the Casey Road looks like these days. An amazing difference from just a couple of weeks ago. Green, lots of bright green. Very pretty in the morning when the sun is bright. Twice i've run into (not literally) Fred on my way to work. He's working on opening his camp and hopes to move in next weekend for the season.
It'll be nice to have him in the neighborhood again. Last year he was busy being president of a community college and had no time for socializing. Now he's fully retired and we can spend more time together. We like to sit on his porch (screened in), sipping rum and watching hummingbirds and goldfinches at his feeders. Or sitting on the dock, commenting on how beautiful it is.
My mother used the word "rich" to describe things like a good life. Yes, I feel rich. poor, with no money, but rich in my life.
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