When:  Wednesday–During the Afternoon- 3/14/2018
Weather: Low 60’s, mid-afternoon, light breeze.
Observations/Thoughts

• Getting the paper: On Monday night, I turned the sprinkler on. The green grass is just starting to push through the straw of last year’s final breath. I wanted to start the grass breathing well this year. And, the lawn person came on Monday. They generally say to water in the fertilizer within a couple of days. So, I set the sprinkler to run on our next watering day–Wednesday. I had a passing thought about this on Tuesday evening. I wondered how the sprinkler schedule might affect my grabbing the paper Wednesday morning. It definitely had an impact. Just before 5:00, I peaked out the front door. The sprinkler was showering my path to the street where the paper presently dwelt. I figured the news was not of immediate importance, so I continued my preparations for the day. With all prepared and really just wanting to read the comics, I took another gander out the front door. The first sprinkler head, the only one I could really see any water coming out of, was pointed the other direction.  My immediate path was clear. With no thought as to what may have been beyond the first sprinkler, I dashed toward the paper. My commitment could easily have been swayed by the couple of sprinklers not as favorably turned, but I persevered. Again may I stress, it was quite early in the morning (Just after daylight savings time began). I believed I was supposed to read the comics and trusted the sprinkler would be favorable. I got back to the house with a slightly wet lower back and a pulse running a little more quickly then when I left the house. The paper was in a bag, so the comics were not a soggy mess.  My day could start well.
• Build a dam: Since it was spring break week, I am picturing some parent who was asked by her adorable children, “What can we do this week? We are bored.” The parent with possibly a little sarcasm replied, “Build a dam.” And, that is what they did. The driftwood from the recent heavy rains was waiting to be plucked from along the fences. I am not sure where the dirt came from that was placed on top of the driftwood. There were ample mud smatterings along the sidewalk. The house of origin may have donated the mud OR the tools dropped mud as they were hauled back to their garage of origin. Regardless, the now slow moving water in our overflow creek was somewhat dammed up. The dam had an area approximately 3 feet wide across the top. At most, the dam was 4 feet long. Atop the dam was some items indicating the dam was more than just a project. It was a place for a club to meet to celebrate its accomplishments. The next large rain is likely to start decomposing this spring project. In previous years, the same kids may have been responsible for moving the rocks below the culvert and creating a damming effect. Maybe next spring break’s project will involve cinder blocks and the generating of electricity.
• Slow jogger with weird shirt: This is certainly the weakest entry in today’s collection. A middle-aged man was wearing a shirt that fit way too snuggly. His shirt was a light green with the word “Weird” appearing prominently on the front. His jogging pace was nearly that of a snail. I believe he feet, at their highest point were still scraping the sidewalk. At no point was I concerned he would trip and fall on his face, but neither was I confident he would actually stop jogging in place. My assessment was apparently incorrect. His body did indeed move forward. I hope he lived close. Otherwise, he might be out “jogging” for quite awhile.