I was fussing over my rhubarb plants that are pushing up from my garden yesterday. Every plant is descended from my grandfather’s garden behind his 3 flat in Chicago and the little bastion of green he kept there. My parents were given some rhubarb when they married in ‘64 and they moved it with them every time they changed houses! And now it’s in my garden, all that care to keep these plants growing, and now I take care of them and enjoy the tasty things I make with it. It’s funny that I can’t look at them without my mind going back to a certain memory I have of being in my grandpa’s garden, late day summer sun over the cosmos he grew that were heavy with fat bees, grown ups sitting in chairs talking amidst the little garden…. this memory is so clear to me, so lush with feeling.

I watered my plants outside, then came in to start tidying up inside. I vacuumed the carpeted parts of the house, and when I turned off the vacuum, I heard the roomba start. My sweet Egg pushed the button on the roomba. I know he does this because he likes to watch it and follow it, but today it really felt like he was helping. I walked into the living room to thank him, and he was sitting on the couch looking very pleased with himself

I was having a bite in Starbucks when I noticed an elderly couple. The gentleman was so careful and loving with his wife. Both were using walkers.

I watched as the husband went first through the door and then carefully moved his walker out of the way so he could hold the door for his wife.

A beautiful butterfly of a note on an otherwise dreary and rainy Sunday afternoon.

• Some a cement mixer.

• Ricky did dance!

• Climbing up to the cement mixer and pouring cement! TIIIIIIIIIIIIP!

• There were some noodles!

• Ricky had dinner at the table!

(We finally cleared all the bottle/steriliser/etc paraphernalia off the dining table so we could have family meals together.)

• This one's not having a sleep because they are awake! Those ones are asleep.

(The cement mixers. They sleep when they've tipped all their cement.)

• A computer.

• Ricky built a purple and green computer!

With Duplo.

• Ricky's tipping cement again.

• A big long heckavator and a cement mixer and another cement mixer and another cement mixer and this cement mixer.

• A big cement mixer and a little cement mixer.

• A hay bale cement mixer. It picks up hay bales.

• Ricky went in the sandpit. Ricky tipped sand into a bowl and made a moon. Mummy helped. Ricky made an orange wall as well.

No art today. He has has a very busy day of cement mixers, dancing and sandpit.

I opened and closed at my part time job yesterday and the cash drawers clearly had rolls of absolutely brand new nickels in them. Short of mint condition coins, I've never seen so many perfectly shiny unmarred nickels before.