Charlie has scooted into his spot on the right of me and is snoozing away, tongue lolling out of his mouth.
Just another day in the life of Brenda and Charlie Ross.
Yesterday I gathered Charlie up and we drove through the nearby Popeye’s Chicken (I’d never been there before) to use a coupon I got in the mail for a meal.
I was hungry for mashed potatoes and cole slow. And I’m a sucker for those coupons.
It was okay, but not as tasty as KFC.
Every time I go to KFC I am reminded of a great aunt who was widowed and didn’t drive. She’s been dead now since the late eighties.
Most every weekend I’d go pick her up in my huge old blue Pontiac (the first car I owned which I bought for $400) and I’d drive her there. She loved KFC.
She was very helpful to me when I was single with a small child and trying to both work and go to college classes, where I met my first husband.
In fact, I stayed at her house at the end of that pregnancy due to having to go on bed rest, and I let her choose my first daughter’s name. I kind of felt I owed her that.
Even with bed rest I ended up having pre-eclampsia and it was a difficult time for me at age 17 to handle all alone.
We’ve been outside and Charlie has done his sniffing around and I have taken photos and looked closely at all the plants to see if anything new is happening.
It is quiet inside and I hear the soft tick of a clock somewhere. That sound used to drive me crazy, but it doesn’t bother me so much anymore.
Yesterday afternoon I watched a silly Lifetime movie. They are overly dramatic but somewhat entertaining.
Do you recall years ago when they had nighttime movies of the week on either ABC, CBS or NBC? I forget which network.
I always looked forward to those movies. It was my reward at the end of the day after getting kids corralled for a bath and finishing up the dishes.
Someone asked what color the sedum autumn joy is now. So here are a few pics.
There is such a pronounced evolution of this plant from spring to autumn. When we get our first frost, the long stalks will keel over and I’ll have to cut them down if I haven’t already done so.
I haven’t done much maintenance at all on the patio since my second eye surgery. It seems that the air is full of allergens and makes my eyes itch. So I’ve pretty much just left everything alone except for watering the containers.
I need to do some dead heading of the spent blooms, which normally is a task I’m right on top of.
Earlier I heard the familiar sound of the blue jay. I was only able to get a quick photo before he/she flew away.
I have one orange cone flower blooming, and here is another. The white cone flower has not made an appearance for a few months.
Not sure why that is. They are in the same large container.
I’m big on taking photos of a flower from the first signs of it budding. I like to watch the flower evolve. To follow its entire journey.
I’m beginning to ratchet down the worry I had with Charlie and all his urinary tract infections that were filled with blood. Almost two weeks have passed since he ended the last antibiotic, and everything so far seems fine. No blood anyway.
I think I’ve kind of been holding my breath these last few months worrying about him.
Right now he is sleeping peacefully next to me. It won’t be long before he’ll want to go out on the patio and do more sniffing and disappearing into the jungle of plants out there.
No sooner did I write that that he jumped up and turned around and stood looking at me, his way of telling me that he wants to go out.
I’ll grab my camera and sit in one of the chairs along the wall and let him do his sniffing.