A Spring Day
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A Spring Day
I awoke early on the first Saturday in May as the first rays of the sun were coming over the eastern horizon. I could hear the steady drizzle of the gentle spring rain, as it dripped from the eves of the house and the twittering of the birds as they talked to each other as they courted their mates and were busily building nests. As I rolled back over to go to sleep for a while, I was thinking of my plans for the day and hoped that the rain would only be a spring shower and would end by mid-morning.
When I woke up a few hours later the sun was shining in my bedroom window casting little rainbows on the glass where the rain drops still clung from the early morning rain. I thought again how glad I was to have a bedroom with windows facing to the east. The east window in my bedroom was a fairly high double wide window, that made it possible for my bed to sit under it long ways, so all I had to do was sit up and I would be able to see out. My bed was my great grandmother’s cast iron bed so it sat higher than most modern beds. My view out of the window showed the sun shining brightly and drying up the morning rain. I was thrilled that my Saturday outing would not be stopped by rainy weather.
I hurried as I pulled on a t-shirt and jeans, I thought that it still might be cool so I grabbed a plaid flannel shirt to wear as a jacket, I knew I needed to get myself something to eat for breakfast and thought about fixing a sandwich to take with me for lunch, since I really wasn’t sure just when I would be coming home. I put a couple of slices of white bread into the toaster, and slathered it with butter and homemade currant jelly after it had popped up. A glass of milk would go well with my toast, rounding out my breakfast. As I ate my toast the warm butter oozed from the slices of toast that I had put together like a sandwich. I fixed myself a lunchmeat sandwich with a slice of Swiss cheese and catsup. A few potato chips in a sandwich...
I awoke early on the first Saturday in May as the first rays of the sun were coming over the eastern horizon. I could hear the steady drizzle of the gentle spring rain, as it dripped from the eves of the house and the twittering of the birds as they talked to each other as they courted their mates and were busily building nests. As I rolled back over to go to sleep for a while, I was thinking of my plans for the day and hoped that the rain would only be a spring shower and would end by mid-morning.
When I woke up a few hours later the sun was shining in my bedroom window casting little rainbows on the glass where the rain drops still clung from the early morning rain. I thought again how glad I was to have a bedroom with windows facing to the east. The east window in my bedroom was a fairly high double wide window, that made it possible for my bed to sit under it long ways, so all I had to do was sit up and I would be able to see out. My bed was my great grandmother’s cast iron bed so it sat higher than most modern beds. My view out of the window showed the sun shining brightly and drying up the morning rain. I was thrilled that my Saturday outing would not be stopped by rainy weather.
I hurried as I pulled on a t-shirt and jeans, I thought that it still might be cool so I grabbed a plaid flannel shirt to wear as a jacket, I knew I needed to get myself something to eat for breakfast and thought about fixing a sandwich to take with me for lunch, since I really wasn’t sure just when I would be coming home. I put a couple of slices of white bread into the toaster, and slathered it with butter and homemade currant jelly after it had popped up. A glass of milk would go well with my toast, rounding out my breakfast. As I ate my toast the warm butter oozed from the slices of toast that I had put together like a sandwich. I fixed myself a lunchmeat sandwich with a slice of Swiss cheese and catsup. A few potato chips in a sandwich...