
I am his and he is mine.
I am as tired as I look, here, but after two weeks of no rest, yet, I am beginning to feel better.
So much going on.
Bathroom repair necessitating my painting two walls.
Special events at church.
Taking a few short video courses.
Internet flailing. I think that must be an epidemic, as WordPress AND Social Triggers both have also played into my lateness, here, due to malfunctions. Ah, well.
Several large pieces of furniture vanishing when the last two left the nest, and needing replacements.
Empty rooms to spring clean. I know; it’s autumn.
And — drumroll, here — with moderate rains arriving, the blessings of mowing chores.
Still, this photo just gives me a glow. I seldom look this good, so I guess he brings out the best in me.

