A post of few words but many lovely moments.
They did not begin until breakfast. Prior to it, the day was humid, dank and spattered with an occasional shower. (We had set up a thermometer to measure humidity in the basement and today's reading is dismayingly high.)
But breakfast is grand!
I notice the remains of a rain shower on a day lily.
And then, very quickly, I am off to Snowdrop's. The girl has been under the weather for a few days. I don't really use the camera much when she is in her more quiet moments, but as you can see, she had plenty of regular playful spells as well!
We take a walk, making it to the distant coffee shop...
And on the return, we pause at the lakefront. She insists on walking down toward the water. The little beach is empty. I can understand why. The water is no longer pristine and clear. Still, we find a spot where there is some visible sand and ever so daintily, she steps into the very warm lake.
Very quickly into the game she stumbles and topples into the water. I tell her it's okay, but she is a bit disappointed. It's all part of feeling just a little bit off.
She asks to go on the swing. I see the tiredness in her sweet sweet face.
Still, the girl is all spirit. At home, I rinse her off and change her to dry clothes. As always, she makes a real effort and if you didn't know her well, you'd never see that she isn't fully up to snuff.
In the late afternoon, I move on to my tasks and chores. Unlike Snowdrop, I am not feeling under the weather and yet I still manage to be a little off center. For example: I have a doc's appointment. Driving to it, I realize that I had forgotten to shed the slippers I wear at Snowdrop's home. I show up at the clinic wearing fluffy footwear in 90 degree weather. Honestly, I look like the nutty person who wears a bathrobe and curlers to the grocery store.
Next, at home, I chop off a bit of a finger while cutting onion for home made chili. Many bandages later, I finally get things under control.
So you could say that the stars were not aligned today. But I don't think that's entirely correct. Snowdrop, in the end, was all hugs and giggles. The chili turned out fine, despite my handicap (bandaged hand). And the flowers! Oh, the lovely flowers of July!
(Day lilies by the porch.)
Cheepers running to get some bread when I come home.
And then -- cheepers, following Ed back to the barn for a corn treat.
Finally, the ever magnificent flowers.
I always tell people I encounter during my travels that I live in a place that's extra cold in the winter and extra hot in the summer. We're in the full swing of the latter but we're starved for it. I don't know many who would complain.
Time to let go of this day. Tomorrow will offer a new range of scents and colors. We're in a sweet bubble of midsummer. How good is that!
They did not begin until breakfast. Prior to it, the day was humid, dank and spattered with an occasional shower. (We had set up a thermometer to measure humidity in the basement and today's reading is dismayingly high.)
But breakfast is grand!
I notice the remains of a rain shower on a day lily.
And then, very quickly, I am off to Snowdrop's. The girl has been under the weather for a few days. I don't really use the camera much when she is in her more quiet moments, but as you can see, she had plenty of regular playful spells as well!
We take a walk, making it to the distant coffee shop...
And on the return, we pause at the lakefront. She insists on walking down toward the water. The little beach is empty. I can understand why. The water is no longer pristine and clear. Still, we find a spot where there is some visible sand and ever so daintily, she steps into the very warm lake.
Very quickly into the game she stumbles and topples into the water. I tell her it's okay, but she is a bit disappointed. It's all part of feeling just a little bit off.
She asks to go on the swing. I see the tiredness in her sweet sweet face.
Still, the girl is all spirit. At home, I rinse her off and change her to dry clothes. As always, she makes a real effort and if you didn't know her well, you'd never see that she isn't fully up to snuff.
In the late afternoon, I move on to my tasks and chores. Unlike Snowdrop, I am not feeling under the weather and yet I still manage to be a little off center. For example: I have a doc's appointment. Driving to it, I realize that I had forgotten to shed the slippers I wear at Snowdrop's home. I show up at the clinic wearing fluffy footwear in 90 degree weather. Honestly, I look like the nutty person who wears a bathrobe and curlers to the grocery store.
Next, at home, I chop off a bit of a finger while cutting onion for home made chili. Many bandages later, I finally get things under control.
So you could say that the stars were not aligned today. But I don't think that's entirely correct. Snowdrop, in the end, was all hugs and giggles. The chili turned out fine, despite my handicap (bandaged hand). And the flowers! Oh, the lovely flowers of July!
(Day lilies by the porch.)
Cheepers running to get some bread when I come home.
And then -- cheepers, following Ed back to the barn for a corn treat.
Finally, the ever magnificent flowers.
I always tell people I encounter during my travels that I live in a place that's extra cold in the winter and extra hot in the summer. We're in the full swing of the latter but we're starved for it. I don't know many who would complain.
Time to let go of this day. Tomorrow will offer a new range of scents and colors. We're in a sweet bubble of midsummer. How good is that!
