It’s a Tuesday
It is Tuesday and a bit back to sticky temperatures.
When Dennis takes off in his little pickup, it is hard telling where he is going, when he will be back . . . but always back in time for supper. This evening I had started supper and after the red pickup had pulled in there was no Dennis coming in. I turned down burners and went to see where he was. Dennis was at the front of our home wrestling a political sign. It was a rather large sign and supper was on hold until we got it up where the passer-by traffic could see it. Supper was a tad late, but if Dennis is happy how cannot everyone be happy. I have no idea where the sign came from. Dennis has people. All I know is that it has found a good home.
These last several days, I have taken time to sit on the east patio and take in the clouds as they flutter by. The wind today was a bit strong and it kept all bugs at bay. That in itself is priceless. I did spy my first Asian beetle today. Man on man, I do not appreciate them. With the Asians I know the Box Elders are not far behind. Hanging clothes on the clotheslines is going to be nixed for a time as they mess at will and those stains are hard to get out. Sitting and daydreaming, I was caught off guard. Without warning, Snuggles came out of nowhere and found my lap for a nap. Oh so innocent when just a few hours earlier, he had a squirrel that he had to bring into the porch to show off to Dennis. Snuggles is faster than a bullet and catches them right in the back of their necks. The cat never has a scratch on himself. If he did, it would mean a trip to the vets.
Sitting still is not my usual but even old dogs can learn new tricks. It’s not a trick to slow down but it sure is a challenge. We have been keeping ourselves busy since spring and it’s time to wind down before the snow comes . . . and then we are busy again.
When I checked the weather on the computer, I am very happy that some cooler temps are coming. I sure got spoiled for what we enjoyed last week.
I have no idea what the morrow brings. For Dennis and I . . . it’s better that way.