Another late summer paradisical day. I want to soak in all this good weather to get me through the fall and winter. Soon it will be time to take in the outdoor chair pads and cover the picnic table and pull down the umbrella and store it. And after I do, inevitably there will be another heat spell and there will be nowhere to sit. Nature has a downright naughty sense of humor and likes to play jokes. Especially where I live. It's mean spirited not to laugh, so i just go along with the joke.
We like to think we can plan, be in control, and yet it's always that thing you can't anticipate that flummoxes you. I'm in great training, though, because having small grandchildren hones my skills as far as surprise and sneak attack is concerned. Plus, I have the dogs, who I thought were out in the back yard with me but they'd sneaked in the kitchen yesterday to steal and eat a bunch of bananas. Skins and all. The only evidence left was a bit of the top connecting the bunch and an organic sticker. Guilty as presumed, Watson.
So I try to go with the flow, old flower child that I am.
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