Saturday, June 22, 2019

THIS GLORIOUS, BEAUTIIFUL DAY...


Yard work through this glorious day. Little by little. 

When tired, I had my places to rest... Front porch, "tree-house" porch, upper deck, ground-level back patio... with soft, fragrant breezes everywhere... 

What I do miss is that big dog Mick, who would follow and adoringly watch as I worked. Bob always said, "He thinks you're the star of a movie."... 


What he was, was a wonderful gift from my Bob, that big guy I miss just as much.


It seems they are with me as I work. Still lucky; never really alone...