I don’t care for hammocks, sorry but it’s true.
I am not a southern belle.

Today at our house was a declared day of healing.
I have been really sick, and John has been stressed to the utmost.
We took the day off, hammock with the dogs for The Master of the known universe my charming Hubby, with his dang dogs….

I was happy to fall into a chair on the patio with a good book,
Hawkins chased around the yard poising for a nose lick.

From The happy happier happiest damn dog in history,

At dinner time hawk wandered in. a first. Scared and waiting to be yelled at.
Not happening. No horses in the house.
That’s it that’s all.

All in all we are pretty blessed.