Fall Morning

Wednesday, November 08, 2023

Yesterday, in Lowe’s Garden Department, looking for my friend Debbie, I found her crawling under shelves stacked with pavers and bricks and counting items for inventory. I wasn’t surprised that she was working on her knees. She’s a born organizer and perfectly willing to crawl and climb to get jobs done. Debbie’s energy has improved the shape and appearance of that department. Her boss, Todd, loves her.

We spent time talking and catching up. After hearing my current working plans, Debbie said that if I ever decide to return to hardware, she’ll link me up with Todd. He happened to be nearby and confirmed I’d be welcome. So, possibly a backup plan.

I went out with my camera but didn’t download pictures. I got sidetracked while hunting in my pantry for not out-of-date canned food, for bagging and setting outside for the Gonzales family’s annual food drive. My pictures and all else went forgotten because searching among the cans forced me to tackle the pantry’s overdue cleaning and rearranging–the sort of task Debbie would have dispatched, long ago. Oh, well.

Dear Friends: This morning it’s just below 30 degrees and I’m heading into it. Diana