Lemme sit a spell and write a thing.
I’m late today.
I was up half the night catchin up with a friend.
Slept pretty hard for about six hours.
Morning came early, but lusty.
I watched a documentary on trees while I drank my coffee. Moo thinks I am obsessed with trees just because I have watched that episode about ten times. I really, really love trees. I don’t think my love for trees is interfering with my ability to life. If I climb up a tree to watch the tree documentary, feel free to stage an intervention.
The Mister learned to make pimiento cheese for me while I made him an omelet. Such strong hands, shreddin that block of cheese. I put extra love in his omelet, I did. Chopped it up real fine and sprinkled it all over.
I was to collect Sassy from Oaklandon and in a strange turn of events, she wanted to get out into nature, so I leashed the dog and off we went. We tried to go to the castle park, but there’s no castle park there anymore. A castle park is often a castle, but they’re basically enormous wooden playgrounds with bridges and lookouts and climb-y things. There’s a standard plastic-coated playground there now. And an empty field, replete with the sadness of bygone days.
In those bygone days, the parking lot would be so full, sometimes we’d have to park illegally for our kids to play. There’d be 40-50 kids of all ages there on cool, sunny day like today. Now? Mine was one of two cars in the parking lot and there were maybe 10 kids total, half of them teens kicking around a soccer ball. Man, I’m glad all my kids had the castle park while it was still a thing. We were lucky. Good times.
Still, we walked around town, smiling at the spring and snapping pictures.
It was a beautiful day to stop and smell the spirea.
If your dog is trained to walk to the left of you, she gets very confused when you need to be left of her to snap a shot of her shadow. But y’all, how cute is her tongue shadow?!
Totally adorable, am I right? Floofy beast!
Walked into a sale. Bought two dozen eggs for a dollar.
I’m tellin you, it’s rough, but that’s how it is when there’s no alarm and no schedule. So yeah, now that the sun’s goin down, I can sit a spell and write a thing.
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