drowning at 7 feet sea level
Sometimes… only sometimes… do I groan when the dogs want to go out. Last night was one of those times. Cleaning up after dinner, I wasn’t even aware that the sun was setting. Attentive only to my own needs, the grumbling was audible.
Until I looked up.
That’s all.
The man and I hadn’t been to a proper sit down restaurant since before covid started… and six months before that. I don’t like eating out anymore. The tables seem closer together these days and people are loud, especially children. One of my favorite sounds is kids playing out in the yard or street… but transfer those cries and screams to a booth behind me and food is the last thing I want. Escape becomes a priority.
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Well, I missed it. Couldn’t get to it when the thing was huge; trees, clouds, etc… interrupted. Should have set a ladder against the house and clambered onto the roof but… well, I’d never have gotten down.
From this morning…
Daisy is 14 today! Unfortunately she hates the camera… but here she is this morning.
I enjoy nature; just walking around, smelling the grass, looking at all the beautiful colors of God’s creation… makes me right. Happy.
This mockingbird tried to keep up with my whistles, making me laugh. After wondering why he kept hanging around, even after the dogs came outside with me, I looked up into the areca palms and saw the nest. WHY do they persist in making nests in unstable growths? The last one they tried was only a third of the way done when a strong breeze knocked it down. Oaks grow all around us – go there, silly birds!
Sorry for the plant spam, but it amazes me that these things are still growing. I usually kill everything except lilies, which just won’t die. (Seriously)
This philo hates its habitat. Too much sun, even though it has the fence on two sides and house on another.
We’re not blessed with shade and the areca palms certainly don’t supply any.
I’m thinking about planting something alongside the fence. Some of the gaps are so big Daisy could just walk right through.
I tried to choose only one photo of lilies that I shot this morning.
Can’t do it. Won’t do it. The good Lord blessed me with these so I’m blessing you with them.
pamibe 