This is the sunrise taken from our back porch this morning. Yeah we have some clouds acting as earth's umbrella to shade us from that big hot ball in the sky.
Therefore, you can see why I post sunrises instead of sunsets. When we get to the lake we have the reverse and that is where I can take pretty sunsets but no sunrises.
Mimi is better but still on the weak side. She is a "MY DO IT" (quote from Puppy's first sentences) but I have noticed this week she is asking us to do more for her, which without her saying makes me aware that she is not back to her old self yet.
This morning in my drug induced slumber, Maggie jumped up to get on the bed at the exact time I threw myself up and out of the comfortable cocoon. Both of us were shocked into reality. Nothing like being hit with an eighty pound dog with one eye open. It confused her and stun me.
When I took Maggie out this morning, I was pleasantly surprised. Yeah, thanks for the cool down. It was like stepping into a slice of refreshing heaven. A gentle breeze made the skirt of my robe caress my legs. One of the first things I do out of habit is look up into the trees and sky checking for my feathered friends.
Maggie was still confused and headed down the drive at record speed to get the paper. Now, Prince usually takes the paper off the roadside and up the driveway about 35 feet so Maggie will not get close to a busy road. That brought me immediately out of my skyward dreaming and I headed pass the horse block so I could see her. Just as she got to the paper, a dump truck came up the hill from highway 100 and around the curve. Maggie grabbed the paper and headed to the roadside where I planted the day lilies. How soon apprehension can turn into relief.
After Maggie's payment (one piece of beggin strip and a dog biscuit) I took my first cup of coffee and some fresh water for the birdbath out on the back porch. I took a sip and here came a female hummingbird within three feet of where I sat. I wonder if she thought she had hit the Mother load of flower, a giant pink one at that. I must have blinked as she backed off and chirped at me in disgust. Or was my imagination running wild AGAIN. As I continue to enjoy the first taste of starting fuel, I spied a black cap chickadee enjoying a safflower seed. I made a mental note to put out some more later today after the morning feast.
The kitty justice is not to spring from bed at the same time your dog begins her flight to join you in bed.