I hear my husband sneezing upstairs even though I am out in the studio. There is a lot of stuff in the air, and we have two dogs as well, which makes allergies a given. I have a perpetual runny nose, and hardly bother attempting to figure out what is blooming or floating in the air. We have no rain here to damp down the dust. By the time the first rain comes, we will be dry as bones and eating dust. There is a fine layer of pollen and whatever else, including spider webs, on every leaf and bush and tree. Everything needs dusting. Yesterday the gardener came and the carpet of fallen leaves is gone for the moment, but huge trees overhang our house on every side. It will be raining leaves again soon, and the slightest wind blankets everywhere we step.
Yesterday my granddaughter practiced some of her piano at my house, which was a huge dose of deja vu. I could see my own four children at the piano, the tunes passed down from child to child. You never regret your kids having piano. It opens up a whole world of music to them.
I held the baby while the mother and I watched, and got her to laugh and laugh. Three months old and with the laugh that tells you how delighted she is in the world, interaction with others, and what a great kid she is going to be. That little hit of baby had me smiling the rest of the evening.
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