Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Wednesday

Is it the last of the really beautiful days? Or will we have a rerun in later fall? Perhaps we should embrace it as a final hurrah, reveling in the splendid warmth, the sunshine, the gentle breezes. Yes, never assume a repeat of perfection. Love what's before you.

And we do.

(morning garden walk: the Big Bed...)


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(the way things look out by the porch...)


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(sunshine on our faces...)


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(happy, who continues to be... happy)


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We play disc golf. It's such a perfect day for it! In future years, as I recall these disc golf days, I'll think of this day, with that smell of sunshine hitting the golden rod. And I'll feel the wet dew from the grass which we soaked in with our bare feet on the disc fields.

(on the ride there...)


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(it's bad news when your disc flies into the flowers and prairie bushes to the side...)


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And we're not done with the day! We return to our county park, convinced that on this sunny day, we'll have a full swarm of Monarch butterflies.

We see not a single one. They've moved on!

(these guys, on the other hand, have not...)


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As always, Snowdrop comes to the farmette after school. No, Snowdrop, I don't know if that flower is edible. Best not try!


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We do a lot of indoor stuff. It just worked out that way. We read, we build with Legos. We play airplane ride to Snow Country.

And we tell the farmette animals they'll have to wait. It's not dinnertime just yet.


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But oh my, are there a lot of them! Too many, right? Definitely too many...