I sat down to watch "Tea With Mussolini," a very good movie with a stellar ensemble of (mostly) older women. I'm so grateful for the "pause" button because periodically I had to get up to accompany Bessie when she asked to go out. I had to get up again when the propane delivery guy drove up. He was new to this route so I needed to show him where the tank was, down the hill and around the corner. I slipped him a milk bone, asking him to give it to Bess and explaining that previous drivers had carried a supply in the truck. Bessie now thinks that all deliverymen bring cookies and I didn't want her to be disappointed.
In the afternoon, Camille and Honey from down the road and Beau from up the road came by. A nice breeze (yay for the deltas!) was blowing so again we went out to the deck where Cam and I sat down and Beau preferred to stand up. With so much happening in the news, it was pleasant to just talk "of shoes, and ships, and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings" (Lewis Carroll), and set controversy aside.
It was an up-and-down kind of day.