I watched her glide from one end of the hollow to the other, riding the gusty wind currents like a surfer rides a wave, shifting ever so slightly to stay in the drift. She went all the way from my left to my far right without a single flap of her wings. Beautiful.
I don't have a photo - I didn't want to take my eyes off of her.
I love the feel of the wind in my hair and on my face. I love the sound of it talking to me, whooshing through the tree branches, making them dance. For me, it's the feeling and sound of joy and renewal, invigorating and energizing.
Except danger, in the form of fire, can ride the wind just like this morning's hawk. When it does, the trees don't dance ... they burn, along with everything else. They're burning in west Texas already.
We need rain.
I love the sun and the wind, but we need rain.
This used to be our pond.
It's down to the original creekbed now. (Yes, that's the d*&% dam in the background.)
As long as there's at least a puddle of water, though, Max is happy. Just enough to get his belly wet - that's all he needs. See him smiling after a quick dip?
Remember the centipede that terrorized our home a few days ago? I'm happy (very happy!) to report that it's dead.
I discovered it stretched out, beautifully straight and still, on the floor downstairs yesterday morning. I took advantage of the situation and snapped several photos of it, including this one, so you can see how long it is.
It's actually a small one! Any larger and the Raid we sprayed around its fortress couch wouldn't have even slowed it down.
Oh, and thanks so much to all of you who mentioned the possibilities of babies, by the way.
Aspirin is really and truly a miracle drug! Remember not too long ago I thought Max was going downhill fast and would be lame soon? Well that boy is like a puppy again, now that he gets 500 mg of aspirin twice a day. He prances, pounces on lizards (okay, tries to), wrestles with Belle, and runs again. Really runs!
The difference is amazing! I'm happy.
My sister Brenda is out of the hospital again and getting stronger by the minute. She is even beginning to walk with her walker (farther than just to her wheelchair!) But please continue to pray - she's got three months to go with no pressure on that hip. Thank you!
My favorite photo this week has nothing to do with any of that - I just like it. I'm loving the flowers while they last, which won't be long, if this drought continues. (I found out from a blog friend this is called Blue-Eyed Grass. Perfect! Thanks, Gail!)
We need rain!
Many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows not that it brings abundance to drive away the hunger.