Their condition is the perfect metaphor for the way I felt when Tuesday was over. Busy, busy day in Concord.
My critter collection got a nice bath, though.
After our committtee work session, we took our Admin. Asst. out for lunch. The restaurant is conveniently located next to the tire company we use, so while I was eating and socialising they were replacing my snow tires and rims with my regular tires and rims. And changed the oil.
Some former committtee members joined us, so it was a mini-reunion. One of them is my dogs' best friend, he would always bring dog bones for them (and sometimes chocolate or cookies for me!)
He presented me with a plastic bag of half a dozen little treats for the girls. When I got home, distracted and downtrodden and drenched, I carelessly placed them at the edge of the kitchen counter.
After I fed the girls their supper I realised that the baggie had disappeared. I instantly knew that Jewel had made off with it and devoured the contents.
I found the evidence under the dining table, shredded.
It, too, is a metaphor for what Tuesday did to me!
Our world is a noisy place these days, especially in the mornings. This one began with our head-banging robin knocking on the windows, causing the dogs to bark like mad. At dawn the phoebe started in...he keeps calling out for his mate but she hasn't shown up yet!
Our spring peepers (little bitty frogs in the bogs) haven't yet begun peeping here at the Lodge. I hear them nearby, though, as I drive the local roads in the evening. So any day now....
Sun is back this morning. More rain expected overnight. Very warm weather on the way!
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