After breakfast, I laid down to read and woke three hours later, at Noon, having accomplished nothing.

At a few minutes to 11:00 PM, I’m still trying to wrestle up some energy to accomplish something notable for this day.

As I write, I’m feeling periodic droplets of rain which seem to close in on their arrival. I’m sure my remaining deck time will be cut short but the smell of rain is already wafting across the deck.

I did meet a new cousin via Facebook.

Susan Whetsel’s grandmother, Katherine Greenlee Hueston, was first cousins with my great-grandmother, Mary Belle Jones Clary, whose mother was a Greenlee.

Susan and her brother, Rick Hueston, grew up in nearby Alexandria, are my third cousins, once removed. Susan and I spent a good deal of time sorting through all our many connections. This was a great surprise!

The rain, after noting its arrival ten minutes ago, has not increased. I’m holding on to as much of my evening deck time as I can.

It appears that we’re to have one more day, tomorrow, in the 80s before it slips down to the mid to upper 70s the remainder of the week.

It’s 11:20 PM and Erma has made numerous trips to the deck to nudge me out of the comfort of my Adirondack chair as the rain perks up.