Monday Early

I found one last sunflower blooming.  Sort of small, bedraggled, isn't she beautiful!
I found one last sunflower blooming. Sort of small, bedraggled, isn’t she beautiful!

Remember in Spain the metering of water and electricity. Here at home I turn on the tap water or the light switch and it just goes whether I really need it or not. There along the Camino at least the water taps ran for a certain time and then shut down. Ah, including showers! Including the public fountains for valuable drinking water out in the middle of nowhere, which made a lot of sense. Water conservation all around. And similarly the electric lights mostly ran on motion sensors which lead to some interesting moments in water closets and stairways. Electric power conservation all around.

All that took some getting used to but I sort of got in their groove after a time. The intermittent shower was my least favorite though. Here at the ranch we are used to watching our water use during the dry summer season anyway. So back home here I have made some difference in our electrical use by seeing light in a different way. Instead of lighting a whole big space evenly better to light the points where people gather. If there is just one group then bringing the light in just to them makes them special, an ambiance thing.

Bringing this this all back to “Monday Early” like the title of this post, I was up early, 0630, and had made myself breakfast. I was just sitting down at the kitchen table after having just turned off all the extrainous lights. Just the one over the table was burning and I was grooving on the ambiance thing while getting ready to enjoy my breakfast when…

My Rebecca is a substitute teacher in the local school district. She has an old time certification that says she can teach in K through 12 which is the whole thing from youngest to oldest. So, she is the perfect substitute. She is perfect in another way which I will attempt to describe.

So, yea, the phone rings at 0700 and it is Barb the secretary at the Middle School. She is trying to find a substitute to fill in last minute for a sick teacher. I wake My Rebecca and she can make it from a dead sleep, to cold pizza breakfast to the middle school classroom in less than an hour on a Monday morning. Now that’s perfect! I guess I have given her good training putting up with me. Amazing.

Just a description of our morning. Me trying to snuggle into cozy Spanish ambiance and My Rebecca zooming by me in a cloud of dust to ride herd down the road. OK, then, I can finish up this post and do a walk at 0900. The rain has stopped but I will need boots in the wet grass. Good luck getting your week started, love you, Felipe.

4 thoughts on “Monday Early”

  1. Hola Felipe!

    Just time to make note of yet ANOTHER connection between thee and me. MY Cathy is also one of those “can substitute for any teacher any time anywhere” subs at our local school district. Since our next door neighbor is also the school secretary, Cathy often gets those calls when absolutely nobody else can fill in at the very last minute. Wonderful women we have, eh amigo? 24 caret gold they are, yessiree.

    Harvest 2015 complete. That means it’s the first day of preparing for planting 2016. Wouldn’t do to be unemployed for a few days, now would it?

    Our pheasant hunting season opens on 31 October. We have more birds around this year than we’ve had in a dozen years. Hoping my bum hip has a least one good walk left in it for the opening day foray through our prairie grass strips/pheasant heaven.

    SF,
    PFJ

    1. PFJ ~ here you are talking women and game birds, two of our favorite topics, well beside corn. Yes, My Rebecca is just a fearless sub. You know what I mean? Some of these subs won’t even set foot in the middle school. Wimps, right? I keep telling Rebecca she needs combat pay for some of her assignments.

      OK that’s it, next year if I make it that long, I’m flying out to help with corn harvest and staying for a few days of pheasant season. I am the world’s worse wingshot so I won’t deplete your bird population by any means. It is just so much fun trying. I am off here Wednesday to chase the ruffed grouse around with my buddy Steve. We both lost our bird dogs last year so it should be interesting.

      Well that’s all I got for now. Have to go, halftime almost over. We always have a good time though, don’t we? Felipe of the North.

      1. Pretty obvious by now that we’re “brothers of another mother”.
        I hope you hug Rebecca everyday and remind her of just how beautiful she is. I have many daily goals, but the one I work hardest on is to make my Cathy laugh, right out loud, at least once during the day, every day. Brightest spot of the whole day when that happens.

        SFBro,
        PFJ

        1. PFJ ~ aw, now I have to be a comedian besides. Man, I’m definitely asking for a raise. PFF.

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