Maybe the HATEFUL beast has figured out you aren't about to give up so it's surrendered.
Oh, how awful to think one would have to go to a notary in that condition. Thanks goodness for Richard & his daughter!
It's good at least that Bill can watch the chickadees & titmice.
Keep yer chin up Gin.
Still here.

Looks like we might get some rain...hope so. I just love the smell of wet dirt in a rain. The yard has been so neglected...really NEED to fill the birdbaths with fresh water at the very least.

Hope you get the rain you need. It rained here while I was out of town, Need to check on my Sempervivums and other plants. It was cold enough to need the furnace on this morning to knock out the overnight chill.

I found this poem which I hope you like as well as I. It really does tell why we should take just one day at a time.

One day at a time two days not to dwell on -- not the title but what I put on my document

Dennis Waitley

There are two days in every week
about which we should not worry,
two days which should be kept free
from fear and apprehension.

One of these days is Yesterday
with all its mistakes and cares,
its faults and blunders,
its aches and pains.

Yesterday has passed
forever beyond our control.
All the money in the world
cannot bring back Yesterday.
We cannot undo
a single act we performed;
we cannot erase
a single word we said.
Yesterday is gone forever.

The other day we should not
worry about is Tomorrow
with all its possible adversities,
its burdens, its large promise and
its poor performance;
Tomorrow is also beyond
our immediate control.
Tomorrow’s sun will rise,
either in splendour or
behind a mask of clouds,
but it will rise.
Until it does,
we have no stake in Tomorrow,
for it is yet to be born.

This leaves only one day, Today.
Any person can fight the battle of just one day.
It is when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities
Yesterday and Tomorrow that we break down.

It is not the experience of Today that drives a person mad,
it is the remorse or bitterness of something which happened Yesterday
and the dread of what Tomorrow may bring.

Let us, therefore, Live but one day at a time. -- I would add --- together

What a great poem and so true! It's raining gonna go smell the wet earth, leaving the beast connected for later

Yea for rain. Hope you can open the door so Bill can get a breath of that lovely smell.

Now I'm going to go check my plants to be sure they do not have wet feet.

Breathe deep!

GOODNESS...my nose is a happy camper The temp dropped to where I had to come in for long pants What a wonderfully wet silver lining...also had to "pill" Bill. I'm a poet. Hearing thunder so guess I really shouldn't push the point and turn the beast off. Luv you guys