Berkeleyblipper

By Wildwood

A Very Slow Day

Broken sleep again last night results in a slow morning, a difficult Pilates class (but thank goodness I made the effort). 

Home again I treated my patient, ate lunch and read the food section of the newspaper featuring wine and food pairings of all kinds. Our usual habit is drink first, food later so it doesn't really matter.

Ann and Paul came over for a drink last night. They have had children and grandchildren visiting for two weeks and conversation circled around the issue of moving to be closer to family (who don't really seem to want it) without resolving anything. We're not going anywhere.

Were having trouble getting the Tour de France on TV but then I realized that for some reason we get them a day late, and Monday was a rest day.

Managed clean sheets on the guest bed (who knows how many times one of us bailed from the matrimonial bed to the guest one? Lots of excuses for it these days). My brother is coming for a visit tomorrow and we're looking forward to it.

Weather is heating up again, but for the moment it is beautiful, and we have declared our porch an extension of the house so we can sit out there with Spike. He seems to be the only one who isn't getting fed up with the cone, though it is always difficult to know what is going through his head....

Apologies for this rather lame picture of the drainage swale between our house and the driveway next door from the corner of our porch. The driveway continues to be used by the workers at the Fortress, though I'm not sure what they are working on as they are on the other side of the house.  Somebody at the end of the road has been cutting trees almost daily for several weeks. There must be a lot of dead timber at the head of the canyon that the fire traveled down.

Time for Spike's stately 'pee walk' around the corner of the house. We started tapering off the predisone today so that should make him less thirsty after another week or so. And maybe by then he will be able to get through the dog door and do it by himself or at least without a leash.

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