The Sameness

Today it is Monday, I leap from my bed,
I bathroom and shower, wash the dirt from my head.
I walk with the dog, and I survey our town,
I brew some fresh coffee and then settle down.

It’s a work day of course, that’s easy to know,
I sit on the couch and log in, sip some joe.
It’s quiet for now, the family still sleeping
Just me and the dog, up the stairs she comes creeping.

A little bit later, I break my night’s fast,
The rest of my crew awakens at last.
A videoconference to break up the morn,
By noon I am feeling exhausted and worn.

Some lunch then to nourish and get me to move,
The dog needs some air, then it’s back to my groove
By that I don’t mean my routine oh so sweet!
But rather the one I’ve worn into my seat.

The rest of the day soon evaporates too,
The sky remains gray, leaving me feeling blue.
We eat dinner together, and I clean up the mess,
Sanitize best we can, then comes evening’s rest.

Today it is Tuesday, I jump from my bed,
I tinkle and shower, wash the dirt from my head.
I march with the dog, and I survey our town,
I brew some fresh coffee and then settle down.

It’s a work day of course, that’s easy to know,
I sit at the desk and log in, sip some joe.
It’s quiet for now, the family still slumbers
Just me and the dog, up the stairs she now lumbers.

A little while later, I break the night’s fast,
The rest of my family stirs at long last.
A quick Google hangout to break up the morn,
By ten I am feeling exhausted and worn.

Some lunch then to nourish and get me to move,
The dog needs to pee, then it’s back to my groove
By that I don’t mean my endeavors so fair!
But rather the one I’ve worn into my chair.

The rest of the day soon dissipates too,
The sky remains dull, leaving me feeling blue.
We sup then together, and I clean up the mess,
Sanitize best we can, then comes evening’s rest.

Today it is Wednesday, which ends in a ‘y,’
I sit on the pot and then shower and dry.
I take out the dog, I look over my town,
I make a pot of coffee and then settle down.

It’s a work day of course, how could you not have seen?
Back to the couch to ingest some caffeine.
The moment is silent, the family still slumbers
Just me and the dog, in the bed she encumbers.

Sooner or later I must break the night’s fast,
The rest of the household wakes at long last.
Our team zooms together to break up the morn,
By mid-day I am apoplectic and torn.

I quickly assemble a lunch and then eat,
The dog must go out, then it’s back to my seat.
There’s still half a day of my work to be done,
It’s hard to believe but I’m not having fun.

The rest of the day is then shrouded in fog,
The sky looks like rain, best bring in the poor dog.
Our dinner we share, and I clean up the slop,
Sanitize best we can, then it’s time for a stop.

The pattern repeats, one day follows the last,
Happy times it may seem exist just in the past.
We took them for granted, those old carefree days,
And now they recede to our past in a haze.

Tenaciously keeping us tied to our homes,
Which have been transformed into live catacombs,
This COVID pandemic that keeps us apart,
Can’t keep the love of our God from our heart!

Easter is coming! 🙂

A Very Placid Day

Today we spend largely in the Lake Placid area, after an excellent breakfast at the ADK Cafe on Rt. 73 where Emma had the best French Toast she’s ever had, made with homemade bread. From there, it was just a few miles up the road to Lake Placid, and on the way we stopped at one of the Olympic Training Centers to look into letting the kids have a bobsled run (with trained driver and brakeman). They were a bit busy, but we bought tickets for later in the day for Emma and Tyler, as Clara wasn’t interested. We then drove up into the little resort town, with a very brief stop at the ski jumping area, but you had to pay to drive closer, and we had a pretty good view from the road, and nobody was particularly interested in taking the elevator up to look down the jump and ride back down the elevator. We did see a few kids coming down into the parking lot on luges, which was presumably something else you could pay to do. In the town, it started to rain, and in fact it even hailed a bit! We parked and walked; had some ice cream, then split into two groups for the rest of the afternoon while the weather continued to rain on and off. Clara and Tom stayed in town, checking out all the little shops, while Susan, Emma, and Tyler went back to the bobsled area. Emma and Tyler had an excellent run on the bobsled, though apparently their run was at the height of the rain. Emma is pretty convinced at this point that its her pants that are cursed, bringing on downpours while she’s outdoors and unable to shelter. After we met up again, we drove back down the mountain and to the next town over, and had a nice dinner at the Noon Mark Diner.

Keene to get back to the U.S. of A.

Today was largely a travel day, but we did start the day with fresh from the boulangerie croissants, etc. On our way out of town, we stopped at one final attraction, St. Joseph’s Oratory on Mount Royal. It really is an amazing shrine, and many people were passing through at the same time as us. Many healings there have been attributed to Frère André, who has since been canonized.

Our visit to Montreal would have been incomplete without having eaten crepes, so we went to La Bulle au Carré for lunch,IMG_1157.JPG and had some savory crepes as well as some chocolate crepes for dessert. In addition to the food, they had a foosball table, books, and other time passers. With that accomplished, we did get back on the road to NY. One thing we were pleased to have accomplished was not using the car during our stay in Montreal. We walked (a lot), and took the Metro (some), and even biked once (well, some of us). Our lodging was ideal for this, located within walking distance of a number of Metro stops, and much of what we wanted to see.

The drive to Keene, NY, was about as uneventful as possible, and included another delightfully easy border crossing, though as per usual, the U.S. border agent was more stern than his Canadian counterpart.

We made one sightseeing stop on the way into Keene, at AuSable Chasm. It is mostly a tourist trap, and you have to pay to walk near it. But you can at least see what spectacle there is from the nearby bridge, so we did that.

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