My Kind Of Day

It was such a pleasant surprise when the rain stopped and the sun came out and stayed out yesterday morning.  It was an unexpected bluebird day, start to finish.  The girls, including Tessie, came in on cue, did their duty, and went out again.  Narcissus was crooning by the truck.  The hens have been either on strike or on vacation.  I haven't gathered a total of a dozen eggs in almost two weeks, but one was inspired to drop a gift yesterday.  I, myself, was also inspired and got a lot of household chores out of the way, right after I'd taken Bess and a book out to the deck.  In the afternoon, it was warmer outside than in, and I brought several wagons of wood to the porch and took advantage of the day to just sit on the porch awhile before lighting the stove.  It was the best of both worlds:  rain (which we need so badly) all night and a sunny day.  That's my kind of day.

With the help of tech support, I got the television in the bedroom working again last night.  Ta da!

It was a good day.