Note the yawn! It's how I feel. Bacchus is sound asleep. I could join him.
Nothing in the news has gotten me excited. We've got a vet appointment in a while. Worked in the yard all morning and am now wishing the appointment to get a cortisone shot in my ailing hip wasn't a week away. Ho hum.
Summer. Not yet summer temperatures. That comes later in the week. Today the breeze is gentle, the air almost crisp. The killdeer have a new nest out back. They made sure I got no where near as I was searching for the morning's crop of gopher mounds. The bare roots we planted earlier all have new growth and fresh mulch. The pond fish are darting among the plants in conga lines of hide and seek.
Summer. One lazy day.