“Remoted” – Day 370 (Sunday)

The stubborn patch of front yard snow.

There has not been an official survey undertaken, but it’s possible, despite temperatures in the 60s today, the last patch of snow in the neighborhood is the one stubbornly lingering in the front yard of The BungaLowell. There is a companion stubborn patch of ice in the back yard. The sun just doesn’t seem to hit those two spots with any effect at this time of year. 

While sitting on the back step to the deck in the sunshine today, and staring at the ice patch along the back fence and the shed in the corner that is showing signs of age and wear, an idea crept into my head. I was running through the inventory of what is in the shed, and when I got to “patio table,” the idea dawned to paint the metal frame a more fun color than the current dark green. 

While the table frame painting is a new idea, for two years I’ve thought some fabric paint or dye might help camouflage the fading on the umbrella fabric which makes it look tired when closed, and weather abused when opened. By way of a reality check, the average duration on the house list is currently two to four years, so the umbrella idea may be close to done percolating, but the table painting may need to run through the usual gauntlet of analysis, doubt, and procrastination before action occurs. Because paint is involved, there could also be the prolonged and agonizing color debate. This is my version of a low-budget, solo home entertainment/improvement system. Fortunately, I’m easily entertained.

Veggies!

When not enjoying the sunshine in brief spells of sitting or picking up doggy waste and dreaming up projects that will probably not happen any time soon, there was the usual Sunday cooking and lounging. Time was spent with Mummu's old photo albums from the 1930s and 40s. Many of the photos are very small, and hard to make out. 

The cooking was a vegetable stir fry that included kale and beet greens, mushrooms, cauliflower, cherry tomatoes, and onion along with with roasted beets, farro, black olives and feta cheese. Of course, there is more for tomorrow, because that is how Sunday cooking works. A little time invested on Sunday pays off later in the week, and one if my favorite things is not having to worry about what to have for lunch.