We have arrived at the banks of Spring Creek, thrilled to be back. It's been a long summer of... perhaps a kind of deprivation, not being able to be here until now. It is on the warm side, sunny, beautiful...the ponderosas smell delicious, the creek babbles and bubbles along, and the amazing mountain anchors us. How lucky can we be? The flower fairy had on the table a bouquet of blue iris and something white. The kitties are glad to be back, sniffing at the screens and trotting from room to room to scope out the place, checking for intruders during their absence. Tashie is resting on the sofa, glad to be here at last. Terry is making a delicious green curry, Clarke is dozing, and I am about to go out to the porch for some corn husking.
PPS: Message from EWL: Tashie is very eager to embrace her wonderful community, but... 1) her stamina is limited, and 2) KD and fam will be arriving tomorrow. So give us a ring first just to check that she's feeling frisky, and not otherwise occupied.
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