He’s Home!
Dennis is back in his patio porch. I am not sure who is happier . . . Dennis or the cats. You would have thought that the cats had been strung up by their tails during the duration of a wet floor that eventually went to damp floor and is now dry. Each item that we planned on moving had Snuggles perched on it. Harriet decided that as long as the buffet was being moved back in the patio porch so Dennis could hook up his television, she needed to crawl into one of the bottom doors. What a zoo parade and it is . . . all Dennis’. I can’t blame him for being excited. Dennis was gone the entire month of February and the day after he came home, we evacuated the patio porch. People, please . . . realize Dennis was out of his element for two months!
I have a few things going on in my element. The sewing studio always can be opened with just a “what if” of a brain thought. Nothing pressing, nothing promised, just taking a flying leap to see if the project can be achieved. There will be many days when the lights are not even turned on as I begin cleaning up the yard from the mess of branches.
We are getting down to the last of the cracked corn and alfalfa buds for the deer. It was a great run and helping when everything was buried in regard to their food. Dennis has really enjoyed the entire process. He recalls a time when he was younger, deer were not to be found in our area. Hunting was predominately pheasants. Times do change.
Times do change, but I kind of like how things are going now . . . taking each day as it comes.