Day 159

July has not been a good month for energy and positivity. It’s been good for the garden and the tomatoes are an example of our climate and straw bales. I may go to church today. Missed it all month and am still feeling distance there. Anyway, I’ll start with routine: watering orchids and walking. Then I’ll figure out what I need to do next. There is always more yard work and getting ready for a week with an obligation every day.

POH

While rummaging around in drawers looking for something, I found my trip journal from Greece. Now there’s a story for POH. No, there are several stories there so I had to select one. Stuck in the journal were photographs and one is of the “Pefkos taxi.”

One day Zev and I decided we wanted to explore the island and asked our hostess, Peg, how we could get to a beach on the Mediterranean. She told us to go down to the square and ask for the taxi to Pefkos. We walked down the narrow stone paved street, past the bakery and the tiny store, and into the square. It was bank day and the truck was there to serve the people. We found one guy who spoke English and he pointed us where to find the taxi.

The taxi turned out to be donkeys for rent. They were saddled and ready. Don’t worry, said the man, they know the way and they will get you back safely. We got on the donkeys and off we went through the rocky, nearly bare hills with only a few olive trees and many shrines. Seemed like there was a small enclosure for a religious statue nearly every half mile, maybe more often than that. And then there was Pefkos, a couple of buildings and no people. We went down to the beach and the glorious sea, blue and clear and warm. We got wet and then laid on the sand enjoying the sun and air. It was a perfect time. The return trip was another adventure and I must say that donkey riding is not my preferred manner of transportation but it was a lovely day.

Day 158

I did deweed the north side, all berry vines and weeds are gone. Also took the giant weed out from under the fuel tank and poured weed killer on the ground. It’s hard to get under the tank and I want it to stay clear there. Thursday was the first good day in the whole month of July. I want to be keep feeling well. Farmers’ market this morning and I want fruit from the cron people, apricots, peaches, and plums.

Day 157

I stayed home yesterday and it was a mini-vacation. I felt like I was playing hooky but just didn’t want to go. I’m feeling better this morning. It’s safe to be around me as I don’t feel like biting anyone with sharp words. I don’t know why I get these spells as I do a good job with my health. Low energy messes with my attitude. I want to clean up the north side weeds and maybe part of Megan’s yard.

Day 156

Stayed home yesterday. I didn’t feel well enough to get out. No really ill, just not well. I did a walk after 5 PM. Just had to air myself out in the cool wind. This energy slump takes a toll on my attitude too and I’m still feeling an edge. May stay home from the senior center today and let my body rest. I found my trip journal from the trip to Greece and had fun reliving that experience. Next POH story.

Day 155

Long deep sleep. Karen’s massage knocked me out! She said I was depleted and I agreed that my reserves are low and limited. I’ve been short on patience and quick to feel irritated. Here’s hoping Karen moved it out. It’s so cool this morning that I turned on the heater. I’ll get out and walk and get ready for museum duty. It is usually interesting. I like the visitors stories about their travels. It’s as close as I want to travelling.

Day 154

I admit that having only myself and two dogs and routine is comfortable. I’ll get out for a walk in the fog when I’m ready. No errands, no stopping at the store. Just walking for exercise and observing my surroundings. I like living here and taking advantage of all the beautiful scenes. I may walk to the beach or the harbor and always around the park. Later, board of supervisors meetings and later still, Karen for a massage. Life is good.

Day 153

Last week in July. Egads. Kelle will leave this afternoon and the chimes are back outside ready to report the wind. Back to routine with a walk, the senior center duty, and taking care of the garden. Brought in the first cabbage and it is a fine fat specimen. I’ll pick peas and kale for Cheri. I’m hoping to hear from physical therapy today to start getting back in shape. I need a kick start and then I’ll do it myself.