The world around The Haasienda is wet from last evening’s deluge that soaked us. It is 58 degrees at the moment, and we are only to climb to 69 for the entire day. The sky is still quite gray and uninviting as the school buses begin turning onto Rockhill Avenue to swing into the high school parking lot entrance a block west of here. The busy day is getting underway.
After my head hit the pillow last night, I don’t remember a thing following the moment of rejoicing to find some sleep. It was a good sleep and I only recall two nature breaks and winding my way back beneath the covers with Bailey and Harrigan securely situated.
Breakfast is done and it’s almost time to shower and dress for the day. Chief is poised on the deck, his favorite spot, and will remain until he hears my call to come back inside. He’s quickly obedient but always takes another look around the yard before entering. Chief is such a great pal.
Okay. On with my day! Make it a great day!