Oh no. . . I may be getting the flu. I ache everywhere. I’ve drawn a bath and I’m going to soak it out of me. Sigh.
I did manage to hold it bay all afternoon. I took Zephyr to the river, a nice long walk. It was almost ridiculously hot (global warming in Feb. Fabulous.) We took the lower trail along the water’s edge, still muddy in some places. It spends most of the winter underwater. Lots of mulchy leaves, that groovy pond smell. It was lovely, actually.
Bought more flowers, gazanias, and filled the planter at the cafe. I couldn’t help it. I love gazanias. Hopefully R. will agree. I fixed the small purple fence I made, tattered from weather. It’s mostly heavy twine. It looks much cleaner now. I suppose I need a picture of that as well.
But now we are home. Zephyr is tucked in, a bit sore and stiff. He thinks he’s a puppy still, romps and plays w/other dogs, then creeps up the stairs at night. Poor guy. And right now, I feel the same way. Even my fingers hurt. Ugh.
Good night, d.