Window boxes. Somehow they make a home look more cheerful and inviting. I hope so because we have them and I love them. I just snapped this photo this morning as I came in from getting the newspaper this morning.
Speaking of pictures. This was taken this weekend. We were on a family walk and took a shortcut through a corn field.
Did you know about reverse sneezing in cats? I didn't until last night when trying to search out what was ailing Simba. He seems no worse for the wear except when he does an alarming cough-sneeze sound.
Last week was a frenetic pace of many, many young people coming and going. The weekend was a sublime couple days of just a couple daughters, a Chairman that didn't need to work, relaxing meals on the porch, and a nap both days. I think they are called mental health days. Hopefully, I'm not a nut case the rest of the week.
Yesterday, a childless man was talking about being around a family that had lots of children. After they had been there and were driving home, he and his wife we having a long discussion about life. It seemed so low-key and tranquil and reflective. Later the Chairman and I were talking about what he had mentioned. We don't have long discussions about life. We are too busy living it to discuss it right now.
Speaking of life. There was a funeral here yesterday. That's right, right in our own home. We
flushed laid Beanie Bart Junior to rest. It seemed like a little service was needed. So I hummed #1 as I pushed down the lever to flush him away. I would have actually sung the words but that seemed like overkill (pun intended).
Mused out! Stay cool! We will for the next couple days anyway...