A New York State Of Mind ... what does that even mean ??
Right now New York State is buried in snow, more is coming, none of it is melting and everyone is either escaping to the South (the Florida population count just doubled) and those of us hardy souls ( lol) are left to tough it out.
Between Snow storms and Ice storms, just to keep a touch of variety in it .. we dash out to the markets and stock up and get gas and books if we need them and do whatever has to be done before the next storm.
I got out the other day .. It is marked on my Calendar ... I GOT OUT !!!
The kitten could care less, when the sun is shining in that big living room window, she lies on the sill ( sort of a window seat) and roasts ... she is in a sunshine coma for hours afterwards.
And boy does she feel good to pick up and snuggle ... a roasty toasty little kitten... all floppy and relaxed.
It is about the only time that she doesn't think of biting me or trying to climb on my head.
She loves me.
I went to the Supermarket. I saw all my "friends" ... you know, the people you see once a week , the employees at the Supermarket .
They are very friendly, very helpful and remember me.
(No, I don't really refer to the people at the supermarket as my friends, for those who take me too literally )
It helps to be remembered sometimes, you don't feel quite so isolated and unknown.
Someone once referred to me as Oh yes, you live in the house with the beautiful Gardens.
That one was nice.
But the one who said, Oh yes, I heard you lost your husband quite suddenly.. ... that one made me smile politely and run away.
To think that people would know me by one of the most tragic days in my life is mindboggling. Maybe I need a few more years to adjust .
The Little House that I want .. is in one of the wonderful Historic Towns of New York State.
Actually the History of Early America.
There are homes from that time, actually on the street where the Little House is located.
The town Library is a home from the 1700s .. the churches are all right out of a New England paintings by people like Church or Hopper or Wyeth ..
I will add myself to the list of people who will take photographs of everything ..
I can take a walk and read the plaques on the homes that used to be where traitors hid from the troops who were hunting them down.
The home of the third President of the United States, the parks that are his gardens, will be a good spot for a picnic and a book to read ..
I will get a puppy and walk the neighborhood and take photos .. always taking photos.
So here I will stay .. but the whole "Snowbird" thing will require some thought, it might not be such a bad thing .. we will see.
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
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