It's our dogs' birthdays today. They are nine. Labs don't have long lives, so we're having birthday biscuits and bought them new toys. Every moment they are with us is precious. My husband gave them the biggest treat: a trip to the cabin. They love it up there, and get to be off leash more.
It rained last night for a short time, and is overcast, humid and damp today. We don't get enough rain to complain. With us, it's a blessing. But I think of my friends in Colorado. They had a tough time.
Everything is relative. Nine doesn't sound old. Rain sounds benign. Each and every event has a multitude of reactions and effects. My point of view is just that. I speak for no one else, and my listening skills are of paramount importance.
I'm making lasagne tonight. Just thinking about it makes me happy. I made pumpkin bread for the study group and that turned out great. I seem to be getting back into the domestic thing. Maybe it's Fall, the chill in the air, the sense of holidays around the corner. I already have Halloween earrings from my friend. It's time to put out some decorations, perhaps.
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