So she sits back there and whimpers.
She will occasionally come into the living room and make sure I still know that she’s upset. It is driving me nuts.
Charlie is such a simple dog.
He lays next to me, tongue hanging out, and either sleeps or is quiet unless he hears something to bark at. Abi, I have no idea what is going on in that dog’s head.
If there’s a gnat or fly inside, I don’t see it.
I cajole her till she comes up on the couch and lays down next to me for a short time while I pet her. Then she gets it into her head to start all over again.
Yesterday I just gave up and gave in to her around noon. Once I was in the bedroom with her, she was fine. Charlie just gets up and follows along amiably.
Not much going on on my patio. My herbs are even starting to look tired and overwhelmed.
Although it was somewhat overcast yesterday and that was pleasant.
They sent a guy down here to give get another estimate to take down the trees.
I’m hoping, if they ever get around to doing it, that maybe they can extend my fence out a little and leave the one tree so the sun isn’t beaming right down on the roof.
I think that’s part of the problem next door. They have no shade trees.
My neighbor told me that before I moved in, this apartment where I now live caught fire. And guess what started the fire? The air conditioner.
Which means my air conditioner inside is probably much newer than the guy’s next door. He tells me that his is old and taped up from top to bottom.
I guess if there’s a fire, they will fix things.
August is right around the corner. Which means stifling heat. The true dog days of summer.
It seems to me that we don’t have a real fall anymore. We didn’t last year. So who doesn’t believe in climate change?
I recall the days when September meant the leaves were turning colors and then in October, you’d have to start occasionally using the heat.
But last year, we went right from summer to semi-winter.
I love fall and crunchy leaves underfoot. I love going out and taking photos of all the changes. So I’m hoping that this year we might actually have real fall weather.
I need the changing of the seasons.
I yearn for the sights and scents of fall. And for the heat to actually abate so that we have a changing of landscape.
I recall when I was moving here from Texas, and leaving the home that I loved, I told myself I would see more of the seasons In Oklahoma.
But that didn’t exactly happen. Shoot, might as well live in Florida.