Well, I don’t know about you, but for us it’s been “one of those summers.” Long, beautiful, hot, (at times) stormy and punctuated by curveballs. There’s been a lot to take care of, tend to, fix, arrange…a lot of emotions to be felt…loss, sadness, elation, hope. There’s been work of every description. The kind that pays. The kind that rewards you with a clean load of laundry. The kind that requires delicacy, stillness and a careful tongue. All kinds. So blogging has been a luxury. As have walking, daydreaming, knitting…those activities that need time to unwind themselves and us with them.
A couple days ago, the dog we are babysitting—we call him “Doggy-in-law”—said “Enough is enough. It’s time for a walk.” He was quite right, of course, so we headed for the fields. I showed you the state of the fields in my last post, so you can see that the set designer has dramatically changed the look of the stage. Weedy chaos has been replaced by neat, brown clods of dirt. They have always looked to me like the enormous curved backs of benevolent, sleeping animals. Warm in the sun, concealing a beating heart.
Doggy-in-law was thrilled and flattered to see that it was all the same color he is, brown being the new black, and all that. He scampered around running up and down, this way and that, inspecting scents and droppings and buzzing winged things. I tried to capture his noble “look” but he would not oblige, preferring instead to present his hindquarters posed just-so next to the sunflowers in the second field.
I’d hoped to show them to you facing the sun, but I’ve let too much time slip by. They are heavy with seeds and most of them hang down forlornly. But still, cliché that they are, they are lovely to behold. And so concluded our walk.
Then it was back to the work at hand. Back to the calling, tugging exigencies of life. Back and back and back…
Have a lovely day, one and all.
The Daily Cure 
Amazzing, and so beautiful. (Lucky you!!) Many thanks! –Love, Mom
Thanks Mom!
Thank You for adding beauty to my day!
You’re welcome Diane!
pretty, funny, and comforting. brown is the new fuzzy blankey.
Gotta take your fuzzy blankets where you can find ’em, no? And naps!
dog, what a writer you are.
Naah. That’d be you, dawg.
Isn’t it a hoot to walk with a dog…they “see” so much with their noses! Their eyes seem to enjoy much more than we do and those big sloppy smiles they get on their faces is always a huge delight!
Linda
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Yes! It is a hoot, and you’re pnto something here Linda. I just tead abt a book that’s all abt being observant when you walk. And one chapter’s based on walking with a dog.
Morning darling. Love the sunflowers, esp when they are heavy with seeds like that. i sometimes wonder how they can hold their heads up at all and don’t bring the whole thing crashing down. Nice to have a dog to baby sit too. You do sound busy. It is raining here today which makes me feel like being very UN busy.. maybe i will make myself a cup of tea. have a lovely day! c