It’s odd. Interesting. Intriguing. Why can’t we, culturally, meet to chat and see, without coffee, booze, or tea?
Work is currently chats and catch ups and introductions. Fascinating. And caffeinating.
Sunflower underleaf nests for this beneficial…or pest?
It’s been ages since he’s been. Five years, perhaps? Half his life.
He saw my grubby shoes go by the door.
I put on sunscreen.
I grabbed my keys.
I picked up the leash.
Loaded in the car, he quieted. Tongue lolling. Bracing corners. Toppling.
Just before the driveway to the parking lot.
I know, buddy, me, too.
Any guesses on this volunteer?