“The house of every one is to him as his castle and fortress, as well for his defence against injury and violence as for his repose.”
Well the Memorial Day Family Barbecue Day dawns wet, freezing cold and gray.
Perfect for New England! The land of cold and mildew.
But all is well. I got up and cleaned the grill on the lowest deck and moved it so that the smoke will get blown out to the sky but will leave me under the overhang, snug and dry. I walked the property in the rain and saw all the flowers and weeds swelling in the rain. One of the ponds had cold bull frogs and leopard frogs that were too chilled to care that I was walking by. I dropped the level on the swimming pool and backwashed it to get rid of all the pollen and tree debris that the wind and rain brought down. We won’t be using it today. That’s for sure.
The hellebore flowers are fading out now and the rhododendrons are at peak bloom and one of the earlier blooming bushes is already shedding its flowers. Have to get a few photos soon. The cone flowers and the roses are starting to bud and the irises are just about done. Boy they don’t last long. And miracle of miracles the deer haven’t eaten the daylilies or the hostas like they usually do. They did pick off one bunch of Solomon’s Seal bunches but I’ve got plenty to spare. As Camera Girl says everybody’s got to eat. Well, I wish someone would eat the deer but that another story.
It’s too cold for us to eat outside so I’ve made a big table in the dining room from four folding tables and we’ll all sit together and feast on Camera Girl’s fixings and my barbecue skills. Today is restricted to burgers, dogs, and sausage on the meat side. We’ll complement that with homemade potato salad, baked beans, corn on the cob, washed down with lemonade and followed up with watermelon, Italian cheese cake, apple pie, strawberry shortcake, vanilla ice cream and by popular demand Klondike Bars. All of that dessert will be washed down with good coffee and lots of good talk and laughter as the grandchildren get spoiled their grandmother and I tell lies about the good old days.
Afterwards we’ll talk about school and what they want to do this summer and their vacation plans. I’ll make a point of leaving out politics and COVID since that will just upset everyone on a happy day. We’ll talk about inflation and education costs and whatever else is on their minds. Maybe we’ll watch some old kids’ movies. Maybe not. Maybe I’ll just put on some music. Should be a lot of fun.
What else can I ask for. Healthy kids, productive adults and functional families. That’s as good as it gets. So at least for this year I’m still king of my castle and the secret police aren’t supposed to make an appearance at the castle gate. I can make believe that Memorial Day still means we live in the United States of America. Enjoy your holiday.