Happy Fathers’ Day to those who celebrate! My Dad’s been gone 26 years now, but he lives in me, in my music, in my reading and writing, and he eggs me on when I’m being hilarious. When I miss him, I put on his favorite songs and we sing along.
It’s been very summer-like here at the Acres. The days float by in a lazy daze…mornings in the garden, afternoons working on the tan, researching and writing in the evenings. We broke up the routine this week and headed out to the racetrack.
If you didn’t know, Churchill Downs, in Louisville, KY, shut down their track and moved the remaining races of their Spring season to our humble little track, Ellis Park. Ellis has been going downhill for many years due to owners who are not really horse people, but Churchill bought it back last year, though they haven’t really done much to fix it up. They were caught off-guard having to open up a month earlier than planned, and it looked pretty bad Friday, but I have read that they got some help in and are catching up, getting the tents put up and the picnic tables out. I only lost 70cents, so that’s a good sign.
After watching a few races, we crossed the bridge over to Henderson for the W.C. Handy Blues Fest. It’s been a while since we attended and it felt good to be there.
We’ve had little rain, so our water bill will be astronomical. I love the peaceful feeling of watering my plants, praising them for their growth. We’re struggling for bees in the veggie garden, but my anise hyssop is about to bloom — if that doesn’t attract them, I think I’ll buy some cocoons next winter.
This week is Willard Library’s Genealogy “Almost-Midnight Madness”. I’m registered for morning speakers on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. There will be free swag and food trucks, as well as new info to help my research.
It’s supposed to rain today, but I think it will be later on this evening before we see the precip. Hope your week has just the right blend of sun and clouds!
Peace
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These days come around once a year, and it’s always bitter-sweet to think of our parents, long gone from our life. Mine have been gone since the mid 90s, but I still have the urge to call them, or go by their house even though I can’t remember their number, and the house was sold eons ago. I like your garden. My fellow master gardeners here in Granbury would go ape over that.
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Thanks! I memorized a lot of phone numbers back in the day and I have used my old high school number as a password at times! I was a Master Gardener, but it took too much time away from my own garden!
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Happy Father’s Day! My dad too has been gone for 30 years this year, and so the day is bittersweet.
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