The morning has dawned grey and chilly. More rain predicted for today. All three dogs are curled up in balls to sleep. I am not far from that myself. I am very tired this morning. I sit here and look at the screen. I can’t find anything to say. I don’t feel very good. I find that I have been going around that topic. I deleted about three paragraphs so far. I don’t want to talk about me feeling sick because I am concerned about the severity of it. But feeling sick has pushed all else from my mind. It is much worse than the last time around. And honestly it scares me.
I try to focus on the kids but we can’t do much because of Essie’s sprain. She still seems to think that she can go running and jumping. So I have to limit my play with her but not the other two? Ha! Good luck with that! I have tried to just throw the ball for Stella but Essie automatically assumes that her toy will be thrown as well. So she will either present me with said toy or go buzzing out after her sister and look at me expectantly from the yard. Moose just wants to be with me so whatever I decide to do is fine as long as he is with me.
The peeper was back by our ponds again last night. I am very grateful for him (or her as the case may be but I am pretty sure it’s a he). His song gives me hope at night. We usually have a frog of some kind every year around the big pond. The dogs usually leave him alone (although the smells keep Essie sniffing around for a bit and if he jumps into the pond… lol). I am pretty proud of a frog coming every year. This is the first time we’ve had a peeper though. Usually you will just hear them at a distance from the surrounding lakes. One of the many things I enjoy about living away from it all. At night we can see the stars and listen to the “silence” and hear Nature.
My coffee has run out and my focus is too. I will get a fresh cup and then probably curl up with a book. I hope you and yours are well. Stay safe and thanks for reading!