Some evil witch put a spell upon me but after a week of small
misfortunes, not the least of which was a haircut that almost
scalped me, I think it is over and my world OK.
Jose and I have been walking with neighbors who are dog walkers. It is fun for us both but especially Jose. When
we meet the pack on the corner there are lots of snuffles and
squeals to welcome us. Jose keeps up with the big dogs but
he is exhausted when we get home. He starts begging to leave
several hours before it is cool enough to go.
Our Laura, my grand daughter has moved to New York City to
seek her fortune in fashion design. Teal has given her
the names of several friends who can help orient her and steer her in the right direction, for which her mother and
I are very grateful.
My garden is flourishing. It consists of squash and tomatoes
and hope. The herbs are outdoing themselves. Parsley must
love our soil, it looks like it is on steroids.
Mike and Fredo have a beautiful garden, far beyond the scope of mine. Fredo provides the supervision of course.