Last day off for a bit

Saddle Mountain fixed my sads yesterday, as usual.

It was a lovely hike up, but socked in and so so cloudy. This was not the forecast but what happens on that mountain is very unpredictable.

As soon as I reached the summit, it started to rain, and it never stopped until I reached the car, whoops.

Got sooooo soggy.

I did not care. The wildflowers smelled incredible, especially the fringecups, the birds and squirrels did not mind my presence, it was quiet and peaceful and I was grateful for the chance to tough out some weather. I had decent gear and a warm dry car to drive home in, and blissful sunlit skies the whole way, the extra sparkly kind after a rain.

Was home by 6pm and shed my soggy clothes and muddy shoes and got comfy on the couch for a bit, after dinner and enjoying the last of the sun with Avalanche in the back yard. So lucky.

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Today is my last day off before I head back to work. My back is painfully cranky, so I am not going to the aerial gym, but I want to do a little workout here. Finley postponed our hangout which is for the best anyway.

I might try to dance with Jasmine tonight?

Got some faery hair phone calls to make and orders to arrange.

I'd like to clean my room thoroughly and put away laundry and sweep and vacuum and dust and maybe finally start hanging some art today, I think part of the reason I keep putting it off is that I think I need to do it all at once. How about just hang one and see how it goes, maybe?

Also a bike ride up to the chickens is on my list, we finished the quiche and I don't have enough eggs to make another.

Maybe I'll bake rhubarb pie today? I picked up TONS at the farmers market on Sunday, yay.

Josh wants me to work less. He is the most generous supportive creature on the whole planet, I can't even. How did I get so lucky.

Just a little silly thing...

I might have mentioned this before, but our neighbors who cat sit for us have pets with silly names - the cats are Marshmallow and Tater Tot, and the dogs are Lucy Goose and Chicken Nugget.

My favorite thing is hearing them scold Chicken Nugget. Imagine saying those words in a scolding tone, it's so hilarious.

CHICKEN NUGGET! lololol yeah you tell 'er.

Chicken Nugget is smaller than my cat lol.

while I'm waiting...

...for a process to complete, a small reflection.

Josh caught me on the couch with the 2005 version of Pride and Prejudice for the 5th or 6th time in the last few weeks, and asked, "What is it about that movie that you like so much?" He's never seen it.

"Oh, well, the scenery and cinematography is gorgeous, the people are beautiful and they're really good actors, the period outfits and setting and houses and landscapes are gorgeous, the music is beautiful, these beautiful dance scenes are so joyful (I think the first ballroom scene when they first meet Mr Bingley and Mr Darcy is my favorite moment in the whole film, watching them dance complicated patterns together in a room full of musically coordinated glee, even that sweet little "whoops! you went the wrong way!" when Kitty does a backwards turn, it just fills my heart with delight), the story is sweet and tender, the dialogue is super good since it's Jane Austin..."

he cut me off. "That's a lot of reasons!"

lol.