Saturday

It is Saturday.

We protested. Gorgeous day, windy, which made the signs a bit of a challenge. 

Two of our tenants were there. I thought it was interesting that they simply stood on the corner making eye contact and waving with broad smiles. What was interesting is that when two women in their 70s are waving directly at people, no matter what their political leanings were, after some hesitation, generally, there was a small tentative wave back, one that used all their fingers.

We haven't had counter protesters lately. We have a small handful of people who cross over to stand with them, talking in a friendly way while waving their signs. The counter protesters kept trying to back away, but the friendly protesters followed them, smiling, talking, and waving their signs. Eventually, they left. They never have returned.

We made new signs.

 There is a big hulking young man who stands quietly in the back in solidarity. Somebody handed a sign to him and he came up front to stand with us. He seemed pleased to be there too. 

There was a lot of honking. I love the elderly people who quietly wave and smile at us. One fellow told us he was proud of us. Yeah. We get a few fingers and some shouts of 'go home!' Or 'Trump, Trump!' But that part of things seems to almost be dying down. 

We always hear him long before he gets to us. Today, air horn man was about ten minutes early. He came into town blaring his horns. A ripple went through our group. 'Here he comes! Here he comes!' Indeed he was, following a tanker truck. This time was different though. He caught the red light. We had a chance to demonstrate our thanks. We cheered and waved. In return he blared his horns. He tooted the old 'shave and a haircut' and around the corner, another horn answered with the obligatory 'two bits!' We all laughed.

A good day. 

We grabbed a burger and ran into people i used to work with, and had a good visit. 

We stopped off at a thrift store to make a donation from all that stuff that was mysteriously stuffed into the spare bedroom while I was gone. (Grrrrr!) I ran into a girl. I went to school with. More jawjacking. I also got two beautiful blouses and a snuggly sweater for a quarter apiece. 

We stopped to check out Albert's garage sale on the way home. I could not believe my eyes to see a folding Rubbermaid two step ladder. Just that very morning I decided something to reach the top shelves in the bathroom and the kitchen. $7.50 brought that home. $5.00 more brought a window fan home too.

So...it was a people-y sort of day, but a good one.

My blister is doing great. I soak my foot in the evening...

...and put a blister pad on it. Those things are miracle. 

That was Saturday.