Quiet Except for a Parade

It was a very quiet weekend. Lots of household chores, watering the gardens and just being home. We even bought two pumpkins for the window boxes. It is truly Fall. The next few weeks are going to be very busy.

Mom has some issues we have to deal with this morning, which will take some time. I know she is going to need to run a few errands as well.

My knee is better but I am still icing and wrapping it as the large bruise beings to change colors. I meet with the vascular doctor next week. My liquid oxygen tanks were finally filled Friday evening and I am happy to have it instead of my concentrator at night. I sleep so much better! My breathing has been a bit difficult since it has been humid as we wait for the first rainstorm of the season tomorrow.

Yesterday, we decided to go out to lunch to a place on Main Street. We sat on high chairs at a bar in the front window and watched the tourists and traffic go by. Suddenly, the Sheriff blocked the traffic at the end of the block and we realized that the traffic had also been stopped from the other end as well. What? No traffic. A truck began to pass by our window with a priest speaking Spanish into a microphone from the back. He was leading a parade, a celebration from the Catholic Church a block behind us. They were circling the block. There were four statues surrounded by flowers carried on the shoulders of several people. A long parade followed with people of all ages from babies to the very old walking slowly with walkers or canes. It ended with another Sheriff's car and the traffic began again.

We looked at each other and commented that we loved living in a town where this sort of thing happens. We live in an area that is rich with Portuguese and Mexican traditions. Lunch with a parade. Pretty great.