It feels like a Saturday, always a good sign when it IS Saturday. Friday eventually slipped away like a thief with the night. A good night, mind you, looked forward to friends on island, music at Dinghy Dock, Celestial Chuck pointing out Venus bright and more in the dusky sky...oh what a crazy wild life we lead. I'm guessing that as a population, our heartbeat is sub-par 87% of the time.
Before I headed to town, before I fed the chickens, I was on yard walkabout.
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| I like seeing iguanas again now that they aren't eating everything in sight. |
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| The aloes are making a comeback, bright and green and plump instead of sickly white-ish. |
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| Another chicken milestone - six chickens, seven eggs! I applauded them with great thanks. |
I was sure I had a photo of two Doug's and a Mariel playing their wonderful music, in fact, I know I did, but somehow, it disappeared. So you'll just have to mentally insert some really good music with funny Doug patter in between.
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| Many boats have left, heading south for more serene climes, but the harbour can still be a busy place. |
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| Right now, for the first time in awhile, we're in a lull. It won't last but we all liked having at least one night 'family style' with the usual suspects. |
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| There is such tenderness here, whether or not it was a tender moment, I'll never know. |
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| Celestial Chuck brought the iridium flare to our attention. Walt pointed out the first sighting. Walt was also wearing a hat belonging to someone else, which I only mention in case you didn't notice. |
I'm not sure what time it was when home was reached but according to my neighbors, it was obviously time to be sleeping. I very shortly thereafter took their advice.
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| Sorry! didn't mean to disturb you! |
Have a slumber sated Saturday. Do something softly.
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