Here to Tell You
I can tell you the feather comforter was a winner last night. I usually go to bed with fresh white socks on. There is a good reason. The foot end of my bed is against the north west wall of my bedroom. That says it all. Insulation can do only so much when the wind continues to insist to blow in the double figures. Halfway through the night, the socks came off. Winner, winner, chicken dinner!
I have had a great day. Some days click right along as if going to a hard and fast schedule. If Dennis were to be asked, he would say all my days have a schedule.
Dennis just called from the patio porch. Someone must have rang the dinner bell for the deer. The dinner guests have gone from four to seven. Dennis gets a kick out of the yearly buck with the ever so slight horns that will become this yearling’s pride and joy antlers.
Tonight is my night to be showered up early. My favorite PBS shows start at seven sharp. With the PBS shows having no commercials, no quick errands can be run as I may miss something.
May everyone have had a day as great as mine. Catch ya tomorrow.