Mural Art in Forest City, North Carolina

 

December 22, 2020 – Mural Art – Forest City

 

         This county has charm at the most unsuspected times.  The last few times I went through the drive through pharmacy pickup at Smith’s Drugs, the prescriptions were not ready, even though I had placed them in advance.

 

         So, I decided not to be stuck in the 6 or 8 vehicle queue the last couple of times I picked up prescriptions, I parked out front and walked in.  I thought I would try the pick-up window today, as the line was short – maybe 4 cars instead of 8 or more queued out into the street.

 

         When I drove in, much to my surprise and delight, there is a new mural at the back of Smith’s Drugs near where the drive through window is.  I could see it about half a car length away.   How cute – a Dalmatian in front of an old timey firetruck has been executed on the rough brick exterior of the building.

 

         When I had a chance to move forward, I eased even with the dog and snapped its picture close up and then I snapped another with some of the firetruck.

 

         It lifted my spirits.  I hope it lifts yours.  So much doom and gloom this year with the Covid19.

 

         I haven’t been very optimistic and the last thing you want to read is a blog that is pessimistic – so I have stayed away.

 

         I am all decorated for Christmas and we have not invited any guests and don’t expect any due to the Covid19 situation.

 

         But, it would not be Christmas to me if I didn’t do the decorating thing. 

 

         The first thing I do in the morning when I pad out to the kitchen to feed the vocally hungry cat that owns me is snap on the Christmas Tree lights just at the crack of dawn.

 

         Sleep in when you are retired?  HA HA – tell that to my internal clock.  My eyes snap open just as sunrise is expected.  It has for years.

 

         I ordered a book recently mentioned in The Epoch Times newspaper by Donna Cameron, A Year of Living Kindly, for my Christmas reading pleasure.

 

         My Mom used to say to me, “get along to get along” and when I would dart my eyes at her – still a teenager at the time – she would say, “Kill them with Kindness if you have to.”

 

         The first thing I do when I receive a new book is read the Contents and all the chapter headings, then flip to the “index” and “note” sections.  I must be a dinosaur as I still call them footnotes.

 

         As I expected, Under Section III, Chapter 12 is Mom’s old saying, except it has been updated by the author as: “Kill Transform ‘em with Kindness. A Lesson from my Mother.”

 

         Possibly the author’s Mom and my Mom were cut out of the same cloth.  We shall see. 

 

         Stay tuned - Coming to you soon – a book review or two.

 

         I will be back soon with another blog or two to wrap up the end of 2020.