The humans are traveling to see the male’s family in the tiny city rather far to the west. Sigyn and I have tagged along. Sigyn, because she likes long car rides and seeing new things; I, because new surroundings can equal new opportunities for mischief.
The roadsides have shifted from spring’s blue, pink, and white to that obnoxious orange-yellow shade that denotes late-spring/early summer in Texas.
That photo doesn’t do it justice. For miles and miles and miles, it’s as if someone melted all the school buses, number 2 pencils, and Kodak film boxes in the world and poured the resulting mess onto the roadsides. Sigyn thinks it’s pretty. I think that color adds about 3 degrees to the perceived ambient air temperature, which, believe me, is far too warm for comfort already.
The home we are visiting is a smallish one, so we are lodging in an in. I have finally broken Sigyn of wanting to eat sink cakes, but she still enjoys a good game of hide and seek in new environment.
Great Frigga’s hairpins! Sigyn has vanished completely! She is entirely invisible! I will have to search long and hard if I am to discover her clever hiding place!
(the next morning)
True to form, the human female has headed straight for the funny-shaped breakfast maker on the buffet line. This time her efforts have yielded a hazard map of the state.
Northern Panhandle: tornadoes. Far west Trans-Pecos: dust storms. Lower Rio Grande Valley: hurricanes. Southeast Texas: alligators. There is nothing for it but to apply butter and syrup and put the state out of its misery.
Sigyn, uncharacteristically, has opted for a slightly less sticky breakfast. Is there anything more boring than raisin bran?
Besides the human female, I mean.
Off to visit with the folks! This is the part of the visit I’ve been looking forward to. I understand there are baby photos of the male, which ought to be good for a laugh, his mother has some tech-support issues with her computer, and I’ve arranged for some chiggers to meet up with the female as she answers some garden questions for the mother-in-law. See? New opportunities for mischief!