Saturday, September 25, 2010

What a dark week it’s been.

Tomorrow it will have been 9 months since David died. I miss him. Tears have been all too ready the past couple of weeks.

We’ve passed the autumn equinox now. 3 more months of increasingly dark and dreary days.

More goofy, unseasonable weather. Lots and lots of rain. We had 2 1/2 inches here, and further south, in the Mankato area they had 11 inches, and Owatonna is flooded. We’re used to hearing of flooding in early spring, but in the fall?!

Monday, if she makes it that long, I’m going to call the vet and see if I can get David’s cat in to have her put to sleep. She’s 20+ years old, and has a tumor on her side, and is having trouble with her breathing.

As I said, a dark week.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

We went down to the farm this past weekend to try to get more stuff salvaged from the old house, which is slowly collapsing. My grandmother had to be put in a nursing home in the early 60s because of dementia, so her house had to be sold to cover the costs. My mom packed up everything and moved it to the house on our farm, which wasn’t being used, since by then she had remarried (my dad died in a farming accident when I was a baby).

When I was a little girl, I would go up into grandma’s attic and pluck away at her ukelin (I was quite surprised when I googled it and saw utube videos showing it being played with a bow). Well, that was one of the treasures we found. I opened the box and was relieved to see it looked in excellent condition, but when I got home and pulled it out of the box to show my boys, I saw that the strings had never been loosened when it was put in the box, and between that and the dampness, both ends have pulled up. I’m hoping that a friend who repairs guitars will be able to fix it.
I wonder about its history. I never saw grandma play it. I wonder if it was from her mom or dad.