One Fine Day

I believe that if you count carefully, you can see all of the chickens there except for four of the babies. So many chickens! I had thrown them some watermelon and they were gobbling it up. They love watermelon with all of their little dinosaur hearts. They are watermelon-eating machines. 

Today was just a very fine day. As I had said, Hank offered to go with me to pick out glasses and Rachel ended up coming too. We went to Costco and the lady pointed us to a wall and told us where the women's frames were and said, "Just help yourself. Feel free to try on whatever you want."
I had decided that maybe I wanted red glasses. I have had red glasses twice in the past and always enjoyed them so...I concentrated on those. Hank held the ones I tried on that were contenders, Rachel looked for ones she thought I'd like. And she was right, too. They were both fast and honest in their opinions of what looked best on me. And we all seemed to agree. So that made it so much easier. Within fifteen minutes I had found two frames, one for regular wear, one for sunglasses and I like them both. The ones I got for sunglasses have two tiny pearls on each of the stems. They are so fucking cute! The everyday ones are a bit more sturdy which is sensible. And then another lady did all the measurements and cracked jokes with us and asked me the questions that needed answering and it was just a breeze of an experience. And for less than the price of two pairs of just the frames I was looking at yesterday, I got two pairs of glasses with my crazy prescription. 
And I forgot to take one picture! 
Well, in a week to ten days, I'll have them. 

So that was done and dusted and we went to lunch and then to the Goodwill bookstore where I got another tractor book for Levon and three Babar books that I don't have and a crazy book that I think is a bit too scary for August and Levon but which Owen and/or Gibson might like and which I decided I just had to have in my library. 

It's educational!

It was just easiest, sweetest day. I enjoyed being with Hank and Rachel so much. I never got anxious, I never felt nervous. I didn't even feel ancient! It was just a laid-back, lovely few hours. And I am so grateful for the help they gave me. 
Dang but I'm a lucky mama. 

Mr. Moon's been working on his big boat all day long. I swear- that man can put in a day's work. It is truly a big boat and he scrubbed the whole thing, inside and out. He wants to take it down to the bay to run it to see if everything's working and he will not take it out of the yard unless it is in tip-top, ship-shape, shining condition. He just can't do it. I know that he'll be feeling a huge amount of satisfaction tonight. 

Two more pictures. This one, I took this morning to send to a friend far away and I texted it with the word "Florida."

The rain we've gotten lately has made everything so green and my wild phlox is a pure glory. I took this picture this afternoon from the other side of that little bed.

My next door neighbor at the last house we lived in before this one gave me the tiny phlox sproutlings. She was a true master gardener and I loved her tremendously. I transplanted a bunch into this yard when I moved here and they come back every year, strong and true, no matter what the winter has been like, no matter how much rain or drought we've gotten, no matter how much sun or shade they get. 

I wish I was half that resilient. And beautiful. 

Don't we all? 

Love...Ms. Moon