Sunday, July 19, 2015

Auditions

Fair
74°F
23°C
Humidity 37%
Wind Speed calm
Barometer 30.22 in
Dewpoint 46°F (8°C)
Visibility 10.00 mi
Last update 19 Jul 10:20 am MDT

Easy, pretty, mild and quiet morning. Eleanor out for a while, to roll on the walk and lurk under the grasses. Moby next, spent a long, long time lounging among the flax. Met the old, black, scabby cat I have decided to call Louise. They started, stared a while, then politely sniffed noses, he sat, she ambled on, with a calm gaze at me on her way.

I sit reading The Plover*, laughed and wept in turns. Sitting on the lawn chair on our front walk amid sunflowers. I can smell the bergamot, which is wonderful. I hope some of the lost seeds come up next spring. Or that this single plant will spread all round in it's own good time. Planning to put in more of the purple/black irises in the fall, if only I can find the bulbs again this year.

Got the electro stim on my neck, bolstered by salvaged steri-strips, since the pads don't stick well to neck skin. Makes me a bit vague and easily distracted.


"Oh, bee-bee, beeeeee-bee!"


"Swing, swing, swing, swing, everybody start to swing..."


"Andah one, two, three!"


"I'm a puppy!"




Next.





*Per Pete's "recommendation" if I can call it that. Either way, I'm completely under it's spell.

3 comments:

The Crow said...

I love it, I love it!

So glad you're feeling better, Z.

Oh, Beeeeeeeeeeee!

Fresca said...

A puppy!!! Yes, I see it!

You have a crazygood ability to catch the interior monologue of sunflowers.

Zhoen said...

Crow,

Hey, baybee! Hey, baybee!

Fresca,

Overactive anthropomorphic gene.