Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We just took a walk and the sun is out and spring flowers are emerging, like the snowdrops under our apple tree. I wore a puffy vest and was soon too hot, though the temperature was supposed to be 64. It didn't help that I had a turkey burger for lunch. I felt like a whole turkey was in my stomach. My husband and I have already agreed that we're having salads for dinner. I've been calling to see if anyone can repair the bench our son gave us last summer. The maker said no, but now I'm seeing if the people who repair cane chairs can possibly fix it. Repairing and duplicating our backyard furniture is a drag. And it's Friday, so lots of luck. Our insurance adjuster was supposed to come out but has not shown up yet. I feel pretty unmotivated. Right now I can see our neighbor cat Toby is sitting on top of our back fence looking up at the trees, no doubt hoping a bird will fall down into his mouth. Neither that nor sitting under the bird feeder has worked for him so far. But he's a hopeful kind of guy. He thinks positively. I need some of that optimism to rub off on me. On our walk we saw a squirrel a couple of feet away in a tree who was so fat and smug he paid no attention to us. The critter world likes this springtime weather and is as cheerful as a Disney movie. Next, I expect Snow White or Sleeping Beauty to sachet down the path throwing petals to the skies and singing with the birds.