If we were having coffee, the first thing you might notice is that I’m not actually drinking coffee. I prefer tea. The first thing I would tell you is let you know that I’ve been wanting to do this for weeks. I’ve seen many of these posts from bloggers I follow for weeks upon weeks, but was never able to take time to do my own. Until now.
So, friend. I’m so glad to be with you right now. Or, as Jane says in The Lizzie Bennet Diaries…
What is new in your life? Maybe I should save those questions until the end. In my enthusiasm, I’m getting ahead of myself.
If we were having coffee, I’d probably complain quite a bit about my back problems. I pulled something a month ago at work and have been fighting the uphill battle to health ever since. It’s better than it was–dosages of ibuprofen, icing it several times a day, and three visits to the chiropractor certainly helps. Most days are now good ones and it has stopped keeping me up at night, but progress is still slow.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you all about yesterday’s canoeing adventure. One of my camp friends came up from the cities and we canoed a ten-mile stretch of the St. Croix River. In Minnesota, there are some hobbies that, because of the ever-changing seasons, you can only do a few times a year. Canoeing is one of them. I have been dying to get a canoe in the water for the past three months. It wasn’t a very warm day, nor were the conditions good. Amy and I battled wind and whitecaps the majority of the trip. But it was wonderful. There are few better things than being on the water, paddle in hand, with nowhere else to be. At one point, we passed a man and his kids struggling to get un-stuck from a tree. He looks over at us and goes, “You’re still smiling? I lost mine a while ago.” He was right–despite the fact that our arms felt like they were about to fall off, we were both still smiling. It was exhausting, but I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Sadly, I probably won’t set foot in a canoe until next summer.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that apple season is almost here. I work on my family’s apple orchard and we are less than two weeks from opening day! We spent a good deal of time this week indoors (due to rain) cleaning our main retail building. I spent many hours scrubbing coolers, sweeping floors, and rubbing down cooking trays. In addition, the apple harvest has begun! My brother and I began picking the early varieties. Our big cooler is now filled with several stacks of Redfree and State Fair apples.
I’m really excited for Fall. It’s been four years since I’ve been around for a full season–and even then, I only worked weekends due to school and extra curricular commitments. Summer has been wonderful, but our work crew has slowly dwindled to just my brother and I. Fewer hands mean tasks take longer and the familiarity of siblings mean we don’t have as much to talk about. When September 4 is here, all the fall employees will come. There will be people selling in the store, high schoolers washing and sorting fruit in the back area, and a crew of bakers assembling pies and goodies in the kitchen. It’ll be wonderful to have new people to talk to.
Okay, okay. Enough about me. Time to pass the talking-stick to you. What would you share if we were having coffee?
This post is part of the Weekend Coffee Share link up at Part Time Monster.