A Good Day

In my slow-pokey way, I have scrubbed and rearranged and put away a lot of stuff today. Even though it's just another small dent, at least it's done.

The main reason this has been a good day is that I had visits from my two sisters and one beautiful, sweet niece (Andy). (My sisters are right good-looking, too, and sweet most of the time.) Susan and Andy were slurping up the last drops of Chick-Filay (sp.) milk shakes, so they were acting good and cheerful. I hope they'll all come back more often and stay longer.

We had another hard rain shower a while ago. This morning it was dry enough that I could walk to the back of the lot to see what that big round thing is that the last flood washed up, and it's a smooth-sawn section of a log about 2 feet long, looks like a piece of somebody's log house. All this wind and rain has been hard on my newly-transplanted peony plants; one of them is broken. But I hope and trust they'll all recover.