My computer and I are sitting on the deck where a fair breeze is blowing away the heat and humidity. Gracie is lying in the shade, and Sheila is reading the paper and catching me up on the events of the world. Kay Starr is belting out Fool, Fool, Fool on iTunes and my neighbor’s house is being reshingled. I can hear the tap, tap of the nail gun, twice on each shingle. Meanwhile, the AC is on and my house will soon be cool. The morning is lovely right now, but I can already feel the heat the weatherman promised will be with us for three or four days. The deck looks lovely in the morning light. The potted flowers are in bloom, and their different colors brighten the day. The birds are singing noisily and are busy at the feeders, in and out, in and out.

A chickadee couple is quite the sensation. They fly together from branch to branch and perch together. They just flew so close to Sheila and me we could have touched each of them. Their tiny wings were fluttering by my ear, and Sheila said one brushed her cheek the other day. We figure a nest is near by so we’re keeping an eye out hoping to see it.

I’ve moved into the house. The sun hit me, and there are few places to hide. The house feels amazing, cool and inviting. I’m even going to have some toast. Lately I just haven’t felt like eating but today seemed a toast day, a rye toast day.

Okay, I’ve sat up far too long. I get stiff when I either sit or lie down too long, and I’ve hit that point and am ready to switch positions, to lie down. I’m thinking a nap.

Every day gets better!!