Sort of choking on the last post, wondering if I'm too open in what I say, but figure it's better to be true than not. I always inwardly cringe when I say what I think so blatantly. Still, it's me in unadulterated form.
About to throw some bed clothes into the dryer that got caught out in the rain before dinner. They smell so good---am glad they got the fresh air earlier because that scent will linger on.
And will read and rest. Gary's all cozy in his chair doing whatever it is that relaxes him. We're all so thrilled at having him home, and he's already teasing that he wants more time off. Ah, that it could be so.
Wish I could get this blog to look the way I want it to. Some pictures/colors are pretty for awhile only to get stale after a bit. You know how it is...
Take care.
