The breeze is cooling this morning, the sort we hope for in the heat of a summer’s day. The air is still clear and the day smells of spring, of flowers and grass. Gracie and I stayed on the deck for a long while, both of us reluctant to come inside. The oriole dropped by for his grape jelly. He announces his arrival with a whistle.

Yesterday was a beautiful day. I stayed outside, filled the last of the flower pots on the deck with zinnias and got the fountain started. I love the sound of the water. Today I’ll plant in the front garden. Later I’ll buy the last of the flowers for the yard.

The leaves have secluded my deck. I feel as if I’m in a tree house high above the ground. No longer do I see the neighbors’ houses. I see only their lights through the trees.

Our stalwart band of trivia experts is dissolved for the summer. Last night was the last Trivia Night at the Squire. Another restaurant, down the road, also has trivia night, and three of us will give it a try. As for the rest of the team: two are on the fence and two are no-gos. It will be lonely without them.

Sometimes I just choose to stay home and spend the day reading or sitting on the deck in the sun. I don’t count success by enterprise but by contentment. Today I will be successful.

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