Daily Notes- A New Month. July. We had some rain- it came down heavy.

 June's desk calendar page. Some are many day spreads- if I forget. I already covered the blank squares that start this month of Heat & Humidity.  July.   Our son was born in July.  A few weeks early as my doctor said he feared the baby would just drop out of me on the kitchen floor.  So, induced.  If he'd gone to term- I think my two children would have shared the same birth date in August. He arrived at just over 8 pounds.  Ready to start walking.  Literally.  

The deer came last night and ate all the petunias in the planter in front of the porch steps.  They had been so pretty-the petunias. I have never had good thoughts regarding the deer.  Wild Life isn't a good neighbor.

And it is still very wild up here in Maine. Barely civilized.  Why do we still live here????? I ask that every day.  Especially when I see fast food commercials for things we will never ever be able to eat in Maine. The Girl Scout Blizzard. 

Today...a new book.  A new calendar page.  Perhaps some rain.  So the humidity goes up.  Some lunch. Yesterday I cooked some rice and ate it with butter and green peas.  It was wonderful.  I never got up enough gumption to prepare my yogurt and cherry bowl.  Sigh.  Gumption-less.

I sorted all the cloth scraps on the ottoman next to me- My Workbench- and rolled thread onto plastic paddles.  Neat piles.  But no ambition to actual do any trying out or sewing.  

I miss Riley.  The rescue dogs in Florida look like him- some might even be relatives as his breeder breeds them for Florida Fire Stations as Rescue Dogs. Riley was destined for Tampa Bay Search and Rescue. But he got too tall.  So he found us.  Thank goodness.