|The Veggie Garden at Chez Sarge|
I realized today just how little I care about that. As I write this, the locals are no doubt raving and cheering as the Patriots play the Dolphins.
I've already missed the first game, oh well. I was in Maine, I had better things to do than sit down in front of the television.
It's too early in the year for this. I'm on my own schedule this year. The heck with the NFL and the many hours of commercials they inflict on the viewing public. I can't stomach it anymore.
Take your commercials and go. No, thanks for asking but I'm not interested in whatever crap you're selling and the "clever" way some Madison Avenue type came up with to present it. I know what I like and I seriously doubt that whatever lame jingle/funny saying/scantily clad lady you're using to sell whatever it is you're selling will influence me to buy it.
There it is.
Heresy, I know. What red-blooded American male doesn't care about football?
Hey, I enjoy the game but I'm not going to reschedule my life around it. It will be here until early February. I may catch a game or two sometime in there.
But for now, I think I'll kick back, have a beer and enjoy my backyard. The sky is intensely beautiful today. I snapped some pictures.
|The cicadas are singing today, up in those trees.|
|View from the veggie garden|
|View to the south...|
|The blue of the sky is particularly spectacular today.|
|A rainshower in the night cleared all the gunk out of the air.|
|Some of my favorite trees.|
|As a child of the forest, this speaks to me.|
|Lookin' good in the neighborhood.|
The view looking to the ground is pleasant as well.
|Moss roses, another favorite thing.|
I'll watch football later in the fall. For now?
I'm enjoying late summer / early fall in New England.
I am blessed.
And thankful for it.