Doodle — funny word, right? “To scrawl aimlessly,” according to Etymology Online, and doodle is also linked lexically with “dawdle,” that is, “to fritter away time.”
We escaped the heat and humidity of the Triangle for a few days in the mountains. The fallen trees across the creek are reminders of the fury of Hurricane Helene, but businesses in the little town are open. After supper, we walked to buy ice cream. Sugared-up and excited, our kids chased fireflies in a grassy field beyond a parking lot.
The Carolina men’s baseball season ended with a whimper last Sunday in Boshamer Stadium. I never played at that high level of competition, but I remember the tears after a season-ending loss.
Last Saturday was my wife’s birthday, and we left the kids at home with her in-laws. For her present, Ginny and I rented a tandem kayak for a group paddle on the Haw River in Saxapahaw. Our cheerful guide informed us that the boat was known as the “divorce kayak.” O ye of little faith!
My earliest memory takes place in our old house on West Academy Street in Winston-Salem. I was about three years old. While my baby brother napped, I sat with my mom at the kitchen table, eating an afternoon snack of sliced apples in a bowl of vanilla yogurt.
The Haw River Festival is Saturday, May 3, from 4 to 8 P.M. Though it is located in Saxapahaw, which is outside of Chapel Hill/Carrboro, many listeners and readers of Chapelboro.com are in the Haw River watershed, which covers eight counties.
My children’s elementary school celebrated Earth Day with a school garden cleanup. When I arrived to volunteer, I found the first graders peeping with excitement like baby chicks.