I started a post last night and then Lon and Lis got here and so there you go.
We are all fine and I dreamed that I was living in Chicago and my friend Anna was living downstairs and somehow, it was all quite pleasant.
I had a tiny little bed with a red cover and a tiny little chicken who lived with me and I walked a little boy to school every day.
Why would I dream of a little life in a big, giant city?
Meanwhile, here in my little life in my little village, all seems well and Mr. Moon is already in town to show a car and I think that Lon and Lis are just getting up. I believe we were all exhausted to begin with and then we had martinis and well...
Sleep was good.
As was supper. We had the best grilled chicken and potatoes from my garden and pole beans from Lon's garden and a loaf of bread from my oven.
A small and delicious supper.
And today is going to be dedicated to rest and lounging about I think. Playing cards was mentioned last night. We shall see.
Party like rock stars, rest like geriatrics. And then tonight there is a concert and the rock stars will emerge again.
I hope it's a restful little day for you, too.