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My day started when I came downstairs to shower and saw Maria sitting on the back porch reading, thinking, and sitting with Zinnia. I can’t think of a more beautiful sight in all of the world than Maria or a better way to start the day.

Tomorrow, I’ll take Maria out for breakfast and go to the Farmers Market. I hope to read for much of the afternoon. Be safe, dry, warm, and peaceful. Emma and Robin are on a plane fleeing the California hurricane and returning to New York City. She got on a plane.

I’m thinking of the people who will suffer from all that rain. My wish is that it is not as bad as I feared.

 

I’m mesmerized by purple.

Tin Man looks like a flower himself. He’s very happy in my garden bed. Ed Gulley would be proud.

Minnie goes into this hole leading to a way under the porch. We haven’t seen her all day.

Pink and blue.

I’m enjoying my exploration of Hen Art. It is almost hauntingly beautiful to me.

Just another day, another surgery. This time on my teeth, I’m seeing yet another excellent and competent surgeon who’s beginning the implant process. It should take more than a half hour, and I’ll be conscious the whole time. Maria is coming with me, she insists on driving me home.

It’s probably a good idea. My renovation is going well. I’m actually getting healthier.

I expect to be a little dopier than usual afterward, but it should be a walk in the park after the other stuff that went on this Spring and Summer.

I guess I’ll eat pudding and drink soup for a few days.

As always, I am grateful to be able to confront these health issues directly and without complaint.

I am grateful for what I have.

I had a sweet morning so far. I meditated with hens outside for a bit and was greeted by three happy tail-wagging dogs when I came out of the shower. Zinnia and Fate are happy to let Bud take the lead. He is, by far, the toughest of the three.

I confess I had to laugh and smile at the sight of them, their small Treat Committee Chairman pretended to be polite, but I knew he wasn’t going anywhere without the morning treat; they got them, of course.

The two bigger dogs are a riot. They know I don’t always like to be disturbed inside the house, so they stand back and let Bud take the heat. Like the donkeys, I find him hard to resist.

I went out briefly to check on my flowers and got hooked on some photos. You are all invited to come along.

(Yesterday, I asked the Army Of Good to send peanut butter, grape or strawberry, and non-perishable noodle cups to Sue Silverstein so she can have nourishing snacks read for the kids who need them at Bishop Gibbons High School. She’s also looking for discarded wooden frames (and other discarded old jewels  or fabric) so they can make a loom and create some fabric art with it. If you can help, please send these things to Sue Silverstein, Bishop Gibbons High School, 2600 Albany Street, Schenectady, N.Y., 12304. Thanks.)

I saw the hens taking up their meditation position just behind some flowers. They suggested meditating, so I pulled up a chair and sat quietly with them. They make lovely and sweet chicken noises. They make great meditation partners.

The flowers looked so beautiful this morning that I thought I saw stars. I guess I did.

There is no such thing as a cloudy or colorless day when Dahlia’s are around.

I call this a Splash Photo, color all over the place, each one connected somehow to the other.

My new Dianthus Sunflowers are happy here. They are showing their beauty more and more each day.

I love the elegance of these flowers, rising up proudly to the sun. I often think I hear them singing to me.

 

 

Another busy day. I got the T-shirts to the Mansion for their tie-dying re-built one of the damaged garden beds (new photos above and below). Tomorrow, I go to the dental surgeon to have a base inserted into my right jaw for an implant. Expensive but necessary. The surgeon says I’ll be able to drive myself home; Maria is having none of it. She’s driving me there and back. You know what? I’m glad.

I’ve had a busy week and hope to take it easier this weekend.

Maria is at belly dancing class, and I’m cooking dinner – brown rice, plant sausage bits, and crispy kale. I went to Moses Market today and got four beautiful ears of corn for the weekend. I’m planning on holing up with a book, preferably a novel, then cooking before Maria gets home. More later.

This is a new photo with style and character. It’s a Dianthrus sun.

 

This is another new flower, a Gloriosa Daisy.

 

I rarely see Bud sitting so calmly out in the yard. He’s usually busy patrolling, looking for moles and squirrels and chipmunks. Once in a great while, he catches one. We can tell from the gas that follows a kill. I love the light from Maria’s fabric set out to dry.

 

Lulu flirting with me again. I can’t resist those eyes. She got her alfalfa treats.

Another new plant, I’d love to get another one. I call this  “white art.”

Maria is preparing to make some Raven art; she’s already sold most of them in advance. This fabric will go to that project, and I didn’t notice the Raven she drew hanging  up on the line drying. Fitting and almost eerie. I can’t wait to see where it goes to live.