The breezy deck is comfortable, even with a 90% bit of humidity, dark rolling clouds, and a chilly droplet, here and there, but the twelve new Mary Lincoln day lilies are loving life out front of The Haasienda.
A strong shower passed through last night but I had hit the pillow so hard I don’t know what happened after that. These past several nights I only had to attend to the bladder once through the night which, to me, is so amazing and, well, relieving. With each bathroom attendance through the night, I, like my Grandpa Leroy always did, find myself checking outside at most windows before returning to bed.
This morning was a bit of relief from yesterday’s barometric pressure’s arrival in The Miami Valley of Southwest Ohio. I was not aware how the barometer affected some MS patients. Oh, the things we learn about our bodies!
I set down my second cup of coffee and twin bagels on a low table next to my Adirondack chair. I turned to take a photo of the darkening western sky, only to return to my seat to find Chief munching on one of the bagels topped with cream cheese with sprinkled with a sugar and cinnamon mixture. I never need to yell at Chief or get on his case for much. This morning, he got a scolding. When I took his photo, he never moved to duck the lens. The old boy knew he’d done the wrong thing. I didn’t even really get on him like I tend to do with The Sisters, Bailey and Harrigan.
The rain began. I’m moved inside to my bedroom where I actually had to turn on lights because it had gotten so dark. The swishing of water from Shroyer Road’s traffic is now playing in the background along with the smacking raindrops against the windows.
I’m grateful for our brand of crummy weather at the moment as there are so many areas of the country, especially the Northwest in Oregon and Washington that are suffering miserably, unaccustomed to the hideous hand they’ve been dealt.
Whatever your circumstances, make it a great day!