What a busy week it has been. And it is ending on a beautiful note with a very nice constant rain, just the kind we need for our trees.
Lucy had her annual physical which always exhausts her. I'm not certain if it's the effect of the immunizations or the stress of being at the veterinarian's office, but she is lethargic the rest of the day. We always try to make her appointments in the afternoons so she will at least have her morning stress free. The doctor pronounced her very healthy and commented on her svelte figure and solid muscles. "Perfection," he commented, and my husband broke into a broad grin.
Cuddling with her bee and bone pillows, she snoozed until dinnertime.
Pope Francis has made quite an impression on all Americans with his humility and kindness. I especially loved that when he asked for prayers from the faithful, he also asked those who cannot or do not pray to wish him well.
We lost a baseball legend this week. Yogi Berra was a hero of mine when I was a child. (Wish I'd saved the baseball cards.) He died last week, but his words will live on.
My favorite Yogism
We are entering the first full week of Autumn. I hope it is a wonderful one for all of you and all of those you love.
HAVE A MOST WONDERFUL WEEKEND, EVERYONE AND A GREAT WEEK TO COME.