These golden days of late summer just continue to drip like pearls.
Ed filled the new fish pond with water from the well last evening. It’s pretty deep, and I hope it won’t be a problem. I’m praying over it, that it is a source of joy.
I took Yukichan on a walk down the road to the south. Looking back, our fat Topi cat was plodding along behind. Yuki and I walked only a bit further and then had to turn around. Topi walks in the middle of the road!
Picked him up and took him behind the house. There we met Alex, Ed’s cat. Yuki and I tried to escape to the north, to head up the (gravel) road that way.
Alex is extremely vocal, and he was yowling at us as we skitted away. We thought we would out pace him. Not even a few tenths of a mile we looked back, and you guessed it: Alex was following us IN THE ROAD!
Turned around and headed toward the newly mowed hay field. Alex followed, yowling. Little Rosie Runabout, our tiny sprite of a white kitty, showed up in the hay field, a little spot of purity in the green surroundings. She loves to run fast and leap up on things.
I let Yuki off the leash to run around the big cylindrical hay bales, scattered around the field. She finds all sorts of interesting things to smell in the newly shorn grasses. It was very hard to lure her back to the house.
I headed in the door, and all three cats converged. Yuki was promised a treat as a lure. All pets are now inside, but I do not blame them for wanting to be soaking up this summer beauty, sweet air, sunshine, and freshly cut hay.
Alex and Rosie hunt every morning and there is always something on the sidewalk for us to admire. Cats really do feed on recognition. If you acknowledge their prey (mice, moles, shrews, gophers, and chipmunks) they tend to stop meowing about it and go off to find another. Such interesting creatures.
I have a few more things to get ready at Corgi Hollows North, for the interim pastor and his wife. I need to bring over a microwave and a couple of kitchen items.
While working at the hotel I noticed what appointed the kitchenettes in our king-suites. The cupboards and drawers were mostly bare, but the basic necessities were there. You really don’t need much to furnish a short-term kitchen!
It’s nice to have a microwave, though, even if there is a stove and finicky oven in this little “mother-in-law” apartment.
It’s fun to set up a little place for comfort.
Remember the woman who built a “prophet’s chamber” for Elisha? That always fascinated my mom, and I like to think I have one in my home, too.
I have always wanted to have a room for guests.
I gave Ed the option of having the guest room for an office as he moves back “home.” He said no—he wants us to have that space for our friends and family to stay whenever they can.
That warms my heart. We will find the space we need for Cheri, Ed, and me to live and work, and have a prophet chamber!
This is place of quiet and industry. That isn’t a conundrum. We get a lot done here in the midst of all this beauty.