These are pictures of my perennial garden. It's overgrown, and I kind of love it, though I would like to neaten it up, not sure how that would be done.
I wanted to go to the cabin. Well, not exactly. I wanted to BE at the cabin. It's hot and gorgeous and something about being there is very soothing.
Jay said we could go. But the effort to get out of the house and get there? I pondered on it while he was gone, but no. We'll go next week. Maybe I'll clean the office and file papers tomorrow. That would actually feel really good.
In the afternoon we went and watched this kid play baseball. It's Little League, which does not ever change. He played catcher and we saw him get a nice hit, and saw the other kids too.
Later in the evening I stood on the patio in the dark, in a warm summer breeze. My beautiful puppy was there, holding a shoe in her mouth--which is a her form of greeting, to bring something to the one she is so happy to see.
There are those inspirational things all the time on Facebook, "Change your thoughts and change your life."
Oh, hell no.
Apparently my must thoughts should hang on.
I love this weird old house, all the kids who inhabit my life, their dad, our complicated business, the summertime, the conversation I could hear across the field, soccer players departing.