Sorry for not posting on Friday. The events in the House on Thursday and the blatant cruelty on full display were tremendously  upsetting. I woke up at 3 am on Friday morning and never got back to sleep. I couldn’t stop my thoughts, my worry, my outrage. So I only had a few hours of sleep. I realized it was the Fourth of July and a holiday, so I figured you’d understand.

It was also the 31st anniversary of the day that Don and I met. And really, even though it was our first meeting, tentative, with some flirting and shyness, neither of us had any interest in anyone else from that moment on. We knew. We just had to work it all out.

So yay for us! 31 years together.

I can’t bring myself to write about the atrocity of a bill that was approved on Thursday. You all know how I feel about it. And I desperately need to lose myself in some work outside today and to observe birds and bees and butterflies and our groundhog. On Thursday, late in the day, we saw three young bucks walk through our property. Their antlers were beginning to bud, but they were young. And so beautiful! I briefly wondered if they were the culprits eating my plants. Very likely. We’ve never seen three bucks together and it was magical.

Anyway, Don has a gig this morning. I’m going to trim a lot of weeds and mow some grass. I finished the Jane Casey mystery this morning and when Don is back home after his gig, I’m grabbing the car to return a book to the library and pick up two books that I have on reserve.

I needed some comfort yesterday. Olivia is definitely one of my comfort dolls, so she and I hung out together.

She is so darned cute!

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

Yesterday was the kind of humid day where you just know that thunderstorms will appear. And they did. Not too much, just enough. It’s going to be warm again today, but without the crazy humidity.

I’m very angry at yesterday’s vote. All I will say here is part of what I said online, without the cuss words:

My mother spent the last years of her life in a nursing home supported by Medicaid. My father could no longer keep her safe from repeated falls and injuries. He visited her every day.

My nephew is disabled and relies on Medicaid.

We’re an average American family. Multiply us by millions and millions of Americans who rely on Medicaid.

Then I said what I felt about those who voted for this. It was colorful.

Anyway, karma is real.

Moving on.

The zinnias seeds I planted in a metal tub on the funky patio are blooming. The ones I sowed in the ground are progressing much more slowly.

Ruby loves to read.

Gosh, I love her face.

Chloe is wearing the sunglasses my pal Gwen sent to me as a thank you for helping her out with a little speech she had to make. Too cute for words! I’m always very careful with putting any glasses on a Blythe because I don’t want to scratch the faceup. It was worth it for this photo.

Chloe is super cool.

Tomorrow is my little sister’s birthday. She is the best.

No real plans for today except to vacuum and clean the house.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

More day lilies have opened.

Some pesky deer have been chomping on my David phlox (just like last year) and even some of my coneflowers – that has never happened before! So I sprayed everything the other day, but I’ll spray again today as we’ve had some rain. Oh, and I saw that my big hosta had been chomped on.

It’s all out war now.

I mowed yesterday – I was just going to mow the back forty, but I ended up mowing the corral, too. Boy, that tires me out! I didn’t get to the lilac side of the front lawn, so Don is going to get to that today or tomorrow. Needless to say, today I will be taking it somewhat easy, though I think I’ll be doing some pruning. Everything is out of control at the moment.

We watched The Lady Eve  last night on TCM. It’s one of my favorite movies – Henry Fonda, Barbara Stanwyck, William Demarest and a great supporting cast in a screwball comedy directed and written by the great Preston Sturges. Oh my heavens, we had such a good time watching it!

The bee balm fully opened.

I’m going to do my best to avoid the news this weekend. I reached burnout yesterday. The weekend will consist of reading, working in the garden, hanging out with my husband and eating some of the apple pie he’s going to make later today.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.