I saw a picture someone posted of the beach and I thought of Avila Beach, California.
Kim and I lived not far from it and would go to the beach at least once a week. We’d load up Maggie — our Yorkie — grab a coffee, and dive to the beach.
We’d throw the ball for Maggie and she’d run up and down the beach until she was worn out.
If we could live there for the remainder of our lives together we would. It’s our little paradise.
I miss our beach dates. I miss California.
Kim’s flowers are pretty darned happy. There are a few new flowers in the mix but the purple and yellow flowers and her mini roses have been around for years.
Our magnolia is just starting to show signs of spring happiness. Beautiful blossoms are just around the corner.
I thought I’d sticker up my work MacBook Pro and after adding the centerpiece WillowTree sticker I stopped. It just looks so nice.
Looking up
It’s a beautiful morning here at the Fahrni Homestead. We have two Dogwoods in our yard and they’re in full bloom. Such beautiful trees.
Ms. Priss set the trap and I fell for it.
It’s been a pretty darned nice day. 🌞
My Junior Playing Cards just arrived. They’re extremely nice. Looking forward to using them with Kim.
Ms. Gracie sleeping on one of her toys, or babies as we call them.
Isn’t she adorable? Yes, she is. 🥺
There’s no fool like an April fool.
Solid advice.
Got a picture of this Eastern Tiger Swallowtail yesterday while doing some yard work. We had bumblebees zipping all over the place but I couldn’t manage to get close enough to get a shot of one.
Want
I haven’t had Chipotle in a very long time.
It’s sunny and 70 out, might as well have a good beer, right?
I think Lucky is failing at the whole hiding thing. 😃
Enjoying a Firestone Walker Whistle Monkee tonight. 🤤
I’m a big fan of Stikee Monkee so this beer is a natural fit.
Mmmmmmm beer
Flynn has a rough life.
Got Kim a new flag!
Priss and Flynn doing what they do best. Chillin’.
Mr. Flynn found the sun.
It’s so nice here today. Low 30’s this morning but the sun is out and warm, not a cloud in the beautiful blue sky.
Yesterday we had some roofers come by to find a leak in our roof. They found something but want to inspect it from the outside. Since the roof has some snow on it they need to wait for it to defrost a bit.
I stepped out into the yard with the two roofers so they could show me approximately where they suspect the problem is. As I was walking backwards up our banked yard the thawed earth gave way and I ended up on my keister.
You’d think I’d broken apart the way the two gentlemen responded. Look, I know I’m completely gray and probably look like a man who hasn’t had a great sleep in a while but good lord I’m not 1,000 years old.
Anyway, I’ve been thinking about their reaction ever since. I mostly don’t feel as old as I am. I’m 56, a young buck. My mind isn’t as sharp as it once was but I still see myself as young.
I’ve noticed an overall trend of a certain kind of respect toward me as my hair has become mostly gray. Which is extremely kind and thoughtful. The thing is, I don’t feel that old. Cheers! 😃