SATURDAY SUNSHINE AND LITTLE SQUIRREL

Good morning!  My day started at 6:30 with Buffy's soft velvety kisses.....and this marvelous sunrise.  We are blessed to look out our windows at night and see the moon watching over us and in the morning the sun announcing a new day.  No matter how good or how bad yesterday might have been, it's a thing of the past.  We can delete it if we choose as though it never happened.  OR, we can wrap and tie it with a bow, and save it forever in our memory box.

Guess who's back!  Yuppers, the little Yorkie arrived yesterday morning with a suitcase packed for a 3-day stay over.   We've been fetching and playing keep-away, taking time for intermittent naps, and then she wakes up and starts her energized bunny routine.  This is a picture of her clunked out.  Today we'll play with toys, we'll snuggle, we'll visit, we'll be silly.  She's a gift of the moment.....we realize that come Sunday evening we'll have to pack up her stuffed toys, chew bones, dishes of food and water, and relinquish guardianship back to her momma and daddy.  Every good thing must come to an end.....one of the worst parts of any life.....human or creature.  Little Squirrel is a tiny mite, yet she carries within her an immense essence of love.  Sometimes she lays beside me and just looks at me with those dark eyes of hers.  I can't help but wonder what she's thinking and feeling.  Are her thoughts and feelings the same as mine?  

Temperatures are predicted to reach mid-90s this coming week and then by next weekend cool down to the mid-70s.  A week from today we have a super-duper-dandy-ditty-bug gathering of cousins planned and from there we're heading farther north to re-visit our favorite resorts and places of the past.  We're going Subaru camping in one of our favorite campgrounds amid the tall pines, for old time sake.  Both of us want to pretend that life is still carefree and we have an unlimited supply of adventurous energy.  Fact is, I'll pack my walking sticks so I can make my way around the whole campground.  Man, the stash of memories that we have in our memory album, well, it makes us wonder how we managed to have that much fun and work our butts off at the same time.  It's that business of our generation appreciating everything we had and did, because we had so little and our vacations were like fairy tales.  That might sound silly to today's youth.  They have at their fingertips a world of entertainment that we couldn't have dreamed would ever exist.  Trips to Disney World and Europe are annual events for some.  When I was a kid, a day of fishing was a really big deal.   

Change seems to be happening as fast as the time is going.  Think I've written about a convenience store chain that had to change all their clocks to digital because the younger employees couldn't tell time on the old-fashioned clock with two hands and 12 numbers.  Sad fact.  When batteries die, the digital clock will be useless.  As a little girl, my daddy taught me how to tell time by watching where the sun is located in the sky.  When it's right above me, it's probably around mid-day or noon.  My estimation may not be to the minute or hour, but it will put me in the ballpark.  If the power grids are taken down and the supply of batteries runs out, a sea of humanity could be stranded with panic.  That's scary.