Half our pansy plants are missing. The dogs evidently either find them tasty or don't like the landscaping design. They have flattened most of the back yard to the consistency of concrete, and now they have decided they don't care for the color green or leafiness. If they could gnaw down the trees they'd do it I'm sure. They'd do well in Palm Desert or Death Valley. I have pretty much conceded the back to them. Next the house will resemble a kennel, and then the front yard will go. It's like having my own private bulldozers.
I made a list yesterday. It wasn't much, but it's a beginning to preparing for the holidays. It can be checked off, and consulted and worried over. I'm waiting for my cards from UNICEF, then I will address them, buy stamps and slowly write in them. My daughter helped me with Snapfish, so I have pictures of the dogs looking ridiculous coming soon. I'm thinking of garlands and narcissus bulbs, which can be bought ahead. My mind is getting in the old groove, and slowly but surely, I'll be prepared. It's reassuring. Even though, so far, I only have a list.
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