metamorphosis

Here it is almost June and this weekend our little town is expecting snow. That is so rude for all of us gardeners. At the same time it may keep me from spending money more foolishly as I have in the past. Each year I set a budget and each year I exceed the budget by at least double for my garden.
I sat around stewing about the weather this past weekend and decided that I had better re-invent myself at least one more time and get out before I am officially assigned the name of recluse. I do tend to relish my weekends and rarely leave the house which is not really that good for me. In light of that, after work on Friday I went to the Senior Center to see what was up and get a schedule of events. They were happy to see me and gave me the schedule which included the daily lunch fare. Friday night they had a bluegrass group live and the tab was two dollars! Of course I signed up immediately. I had an enormously good time, met some people, got the CD and had all of the musicians sign it. Saturday, invigorated by my bold move the night before, I got up, showered and dressed and went to yet another event at a local church. On the way there I stopped by the home of a friend who had as yet not given up on my lack of social skills. Good thing I stopped by as she was severely depressed and needed some cheering. E. was given the news that her neck had deteriorating bones and would only find out this week what could be done about it. To add icing to the cake her older brother was diagnosed with prostrate cancer. I was sure glad I decided to stop by unexpectedly.
The church people were trying to raise funds by having a combo breakfast and blood pressure event. The breakfast was by donation and they had a little craft fair along with it. One of the crafts was a glass garden do-dad made of stuff we sell at garage sales like bud vases and old glass plates and punch cups. I did not need more inspiration than that so I immediately went to a local thrift store and bought the materials. I am now washing them and will soon have my little do-dad for my yard. Those things look incredibly good with the sun shining on all the facets of the glass patterns. I will post a picture when finished.
Sunday turned out to be sunny and nice so the fur people and I set abut getting cuttings from the geraniums which over wintered and various other little chores in the garden. By mid afternoon I was aches and pains from stem to stern and very happy. Just the aches from using my ill used muscles for gardening brought back happy memories from the past seasons of plant care.
Yesterday I went to the Senior Center yet again for a Tai Chi class. The class was a forty minute event and I lasted only twenty but am determined to go again on Friday. I feel as if I am emerging from a cocoon and about to spread my wings.