Who remembers when they first heard Eleanor Rigby? Did you smile sadly, knowing your life would never be like hers or Father Mackenzie’s? How do you feel about that now?
I always wondered why Eleanor didn’t just move in with the Father, so maybe neither one of them would be so lonely. Maybe also they’d have someone to care for, and she wouldn’t have to be picking up wedding rice for her next meal.
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Songwriters: John Lennon / Paul McCartney
Eleanor Rigby lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
With costs rising and all of us aging (well, the lucky ones anyway) sharing homes has become more of a ‘thing’ with some people reaching out to long time friends or even strangers. A quick search brought a wealth of information, such as an article in the AARP magazine.
I mentioned in the last blog about an old friend moving in with me. The process is slow, neither one of us is a spring chicken and I’ve managed to fill my life with various activities. But she’s settling in and in a few weeks of fresh air and physical activity her health is improving. Good times ahead for sure.
A fire in Arizona is affecting air quality and sunsets here. The reason is sad but the result is stunning
I’m off on Agility adventures. I’ll let you know how we do
“How can you live in the desert when you love gardening?” or “What’s it like to live with no water?”
I’ve heard these questions and more during the more than a decade since we moved to New Mexico. To be accurate I don’t live in the desert, I live on the Plains, up against the
Sandia Mountains. Yes, it can be dry, like this time last year…I hadn’t had to mow yet.
Then we have a few rain ‘events’ like this and next thing you know:
It’s green as far as the eye can see
Out here that’s pretty darned far. My mower is getting a workout but I’ve fallen way behind in gardening chores.
The trumpet vine is threatening to take over the side of the house, producing even more of a wild and crazy look. Life has taken an abrupt jolt with the addition of a long time friend who needed a place to settle and get better. And I needed something to give me a push to get back to my writing. In between doing battle with the local equivalent of lawn AKA weeds!
the ongoing garden project!
Life does not suck.