Saturday, July 09, 2016

Hot Tomato :: One Hundred Eighty Eight

As hot as July... but not hot enough to complain about. And besides, it's just what these tomatoes need to get them ready for our salads, and sandwiches. Hot, bright July for pumpkins, peppers, and sunflowers, too.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Friday, July 08, 2016

My Driving Companion :: One Hundred Eighty Seven

At the risk of being mistaken for a Kitten Blogger, I have another picture of Cairo to share. Yesterday I had some errands to run, Max and kitty joined me. Once I got the fan set just where it would blow across his body, Cairo fell fast asleep for the entire venture, turning occasionally, but never showing the tiniest concern about stops, or traffic. Where should we go, next?

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Thursday, July 07, 2016

Anniversary :: One Hundred Eighty Six

Let's see... the first year is paper, the twelfth anniversary is silk. But the modern suggested anniversary gift for twelve years of marriage is pearls, or colored gems. I remember we called our 13th anniversary the concrete anniversary, in honor of all the work being done to our El Rancho home. We've enjoyed a silver anniversary, but apparently the chart is blank until we've hit thirty years. That's kind of lame. Let's play... what would you say is a fitting gift, or symbolic commemoration for twenty-seven years of wedded bliss? Yarn? Breakfast burrito? Mustard? Reading glasses? A new mattress?? Over our morning date, Geoff said, "I'll take you anywhere," and I replied "I'd follow you anywhere." He still makes me feel gaga.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Wednesday, July 06, 2016

The Glorious Fifth of July :: One Hundred Eighty Five

Hurrah! for the fifth of July! It was our perfect holiday. The pool was (almost) warm, friends were available, we were a lot less travel fatigued, the market had replenished their stores of hot dog buns, our package of mustards from the National Mustard Museum had arrived... seriously, what more could we need to say, "Let's celebrate! Let's party like it's the fifth of July!" And so, here we have our picture of the day.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

And we have some more...










Tuesday, July 05, 2016

Kitty Grew :: One Hundred Eighty Four

We missed him, and Chango and Foo, too. We knew he would be safe, happy, cared for, while we were away. And we knew he would grow, as kittens do. But we couldn't be sure if he would be the same, if he would still be sweet natured, have a mop of fluffy, disarrayed fur, if he would be still a kitten, silly, playful, if he would remember us. Foo is still Foo, and Chango is still our old man Grandpa cat, and Neo Cairo Nepenthes is still a kitten, and all the good that entails. And he grew, which is also good.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Monday, July 04, 2016

Home For Independence Day :: One Hundred Eighty Three

Happy Fourth of July~

And happy to be home, again, happy to see our tomatoes and sunflower, the peppers and pumpkins. Happy to snuggle our kitties, sleep in our beds, and upload thousands of photographs from our trip to Wisconsin, our jaunt into Michigan, the day in Chicago. Happy to be reflecting on quite wonderful days spent with people we love. Happy to have had Janece and Paul keeping an eye on goats, chickens, doors, floors, and all matters Bird House. Happy to have been met at the airport by a friendly face, and our kitten. Happy to live in this country, to have our hopes, our freedoms, our tools, the skills and sense to put them to good use. Happy to stay home and catch our breath(s)... to make more plans for the rest of summer.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

Sunday, July 03, 2016

Our Chicago Apartment :: One Hundred Eighty Two

A view from the prettiest blue house, on a tree lined street, with miles of brick houses and business all around. Where fireworks were lit, an all night percussion, with baritones, tenors, falsettos. And all of us upstairs, tucked comfortably in, with everything we could need in our first Chicago apartment.