Chairlift: Automotive appreciation

I'm in a minority of sorts. I still write thank you notes. I’ve a stack of them on my desk waiting for me to set aside time to express to each recipient how much I appreciate them and their thoughtfulness. 

It occurred to me yesterday while driving around town on errands that I am also thankful for repairs and improvements that benefit my truck and me.  

For instance, I’m thankful for Spokane Avenue. Remember its horrible condition just last year? Now, it is dreamy, even when covered with traffic. 

Also, the intersections along Highway 93 South at Commerce Street, West 13th Street and West 15th Street are smooth as silk. Thank you, Whitefish Public Works Department. 

Each time I drive I find myself apologizing to the animal kingdom on behalf of humans and their need for speed. The highways and roads in town are spotted with death. Baby deer still with spots, skunks, cats and raccoons – each time I see one, I bow my head and whisper, “Sorry little one.” 

When I was working at the junior high school, we teachers often used the expression: “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.” This bit of wisdom applies to adults and students alike. Winter conditions, especially at dawn and dusk, necessitate slower speeds.   

I am thankful for the teams from the city and from the Montana Department of Transportation that pick up the remains of these unfortunate souls. Thank you. It is a difficult job and you don’t get the recognition or appreciation you deserve. 

If we suspend our deeply held disdain for non-permeable surfaces for a moment longer, we can enjoy the grandeur of the newly refinished parking lot in front of Super One Foods.  

The smooth black surface makes my old truck roll like a Cadillac. The parking lot boasts crisp, golden stripes that delineate spots that feel more spacious than those of old. 

The refreshed parking lot gives me a fancy, elevated feeling that follows me into the store. 

I find myself shopping for items at eye level and above rather than stooping to get the store brand beans and bagged cereal from the lower shelves. 

I've just one question: Would someone tell me what to do with this gilded jar of French-style hearts of palm?