I was blissfully happy yesterday except for when I thought of poor Stormy’s passing. I shed tears often throughout the day thinking of her, Deborah and Alwyn. They are broken by the loss.
But most of the day, because I awakened to daylight, and because it was incredibly sunny, and because we’d escaped snow all Winter, my spirits were soaring all day. I was home and not in the city. I love my home and I love being here. And on top of all that, it was My Day.
We went for a short walk in the morning because I wanted to do a lot of putting things away before we walked. I got a lot of supplies at Walmart. Plus, I wanted to be home in time to Zoom with Dianne, and talking with her was wonderful. Her daughter, Ashlee, is marrying a fabulous man in August, and I am going to the wedding in Dianne’s garden, and yesterday Dianne said that Sheba and I could stay at her house the evening after the wedding.
After our call, Sheba and I went shopping and then we went to Drumbeg to walk in glorious warmth and bright sunshine. Nothing beats walking in Drumbeg in a sunny day.
Th evening was the usual, and I slept like a bear through the night. We’re in for another bright and sunny day today, but the rain returns tomorrow along with much warmer nighttime temperatures. I will likely do some SPACE work and some reading today. It will be another slow and gentle day.
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