I won’t give up holding her on my lap.
I can’t share a photo yet – but one of my bestest friends gave birth to her son, Beck, around noon today, March 27th! We are over the moon happy for her and the wonder of new life.
My beautiful boy hand-picked flowers for me this afternoon. It was a first! Another wonderful, sweet moment.
Then some more from the sky today…
Shiloh had a tick in her neck. We rubbed petroleum jelly on the area, burned the tick’s butt, then I tweezed, deeply, to not break him in half. When I pulled him out, I was wide eyed with wonder examining his smashed body.
It was my first time tweezing a tick out of a body.
That is a wonder absolutely. The news has been filling us all with anxiety. A day off is important. (Don’t worry I still see some stuff online, but we have been watching a lot of CNN too. And tonight we did not.)
Today I took Shiloh for a long walk. Yesterday was national puppy day! Love this pup of ours.
Every other place has allowed pick-up and drive thru. Last week, Starbucks did too. But my beloved Starbucks is no more (it’s the only decent espresso in town). The only one within a hundred miles or so. Is closed. It’s a scary time to be alive. And I wonder what decisions were like — to officially close this location.
The gang is all here…spot Shiloh in the back.
I went on a walk yesterday, mid-quarantine. We are not sick, but are staying away from businesses (all that is open) and groups of people as much as possibly. On the walk I found a bunch of wild green onion. I pulled some on my way home to wash and then place in a vase. I had some last spring, and they sprout beautiful onion-fumed purple flowers. The smell was oddly wonderful. Scratchy and bitter and pungent.