In yesterday’s blog–which you remember vividly because I’m certain you read it with utter, absolute absorption–I mentioned that bicycling with Michel, I found a new place to take the puppers. (I will also bicycle over that way now sometimes, too!)
It’s an old golf course that is completely defunct. So I did take them and it was a lovely walk. When I take all three dogs I have to bring the stroller – Lucky is so much smaller and older and he is missing that back leg (I mean it’s there, but he can’t really use it, if you don’t know Lucky.) So – a defunct golf course is perfection. A nice clear PAVED track that winds all around a desert scenario. This is the first picture, the one that probably appears to the right… our outing last evening just before sunset at the defunct golf course. You can see Topher and Ninja, up ahead a bit. Lucky is in the stroller with me, not pictured.
No, I’m not going to tell you where it is. MINE
The audit-roaches are appeased for now. I think I will have a more pleasant work day. And it’s good because Wednesday is a more writing-related day.
I decided to go ahead and take another English class. I was going to take a break from it and just write… but I’m going to take one of two classes that I think will be fun. One I am wait-listed for, the other I will take if I don’t get in. I think they will be more reading and discussion oriented and not distract me from my writing.
Making my rounds this morning, I took a few pictures. The swim spa looking inviting, my new baby plants are adorable. I had to trim my whatever-those-tall-things-are, because they were leaning over hard in the walkway. I felt terrible cutting them. For one thing the hummingbirds love them. Not to worry, there are loads more in my yard. But since they are pretty and I felt bad, I stuck them in my watering can (which always has water.) Made me smile. It’s the little things.
If you’re keeping score: yes, I finished cleaning the floors, no I did not build the kayak rack.
I feel like I’m living in a Nascar race. Round and round and round. The subtle differences between days loom larger. Garbage day is such a big event. Here’s the thing though. The bulk cleanups are done. Completely. Kaput. Will Garbage Day reduce from being my Big Event each week. Stay tuned! (How’s that for a cliff-hanger?)
