Here I am on our back deck
on a beautiful early-autumn day, embroidering away.
Teensy is in the chair to my right, Kitty is at my feet on the warm knotty pine of the deck, and Tabby is behind my
chair; all are sleeping blissfullyin the warm sun.
Katydids and birds are
chirping and tweeting, though the birdsongs are not the lovely warbling of the
springtime, but the calls and whistles of birds either caring for the last
fledglings of the year, or of other birds congregating in preparation for their
long migration south.
I have a brand-spankin’-new coffee mug (‘Bubba’ brand, haha) that is supposed
to keep hot things hot for 8 hours, and cold things cold for 24 hours. So I put
ice cream in first, down at the bottom, and topped it off with soup at the top.
The complete lunch. This otter be goooood!
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Actually, it’s full of steaming hot French caramel crème coffee.