Hammock weather

Today it’s beautiful outside. Nice enough to put the hammocks back up, lay out there and read (or color, as GiGi did). 

I was about 30 sec into my hammock time when I got the first of two phone calls. I was able to help the first person, & sort of help the second.

That first phone call was from Seamus (and his dad). I’m so pleased I was able to help. I won’t go into details. I’ll just say that raising teenagers is an ever-changing landscape.

I had a salad for lunch. Watched the butterflies swirl in the canopy. Listened for and possibly heard an owl.

Started the day with a Mr. Rogers documentary on PBS, and had a good cry. Fred Rogers is my shaman.

Every day should be hammock weather in July.