Happy as a King

“The world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.”

-Robert Louis Stevenson

The yard is bathed in a golden glow as the sun makes it’s way toward the horizon. The kids are swinging on the rope swing and Trip is a happy dog.

The burrs behind his ears (and is that a slug on his head?) say that it was cool enough that he just got back from a romp through the woods. He happily runs up to me to say hello before he disappears again and I’m enveloped in his terrible breath. Without a doubt it’s from the maggoty chipmunk I took away from him earlier. And, while it’s not yet evident in the picture, I believe his happy smile may be seen as evidence that he was already plotting his evening roll in the neighbor’s newly spread ~~sh…~~ fertilizer.

Yes, my dog’s world is full of a number of…things, and he is happy as a king!

It was right in the middle of the seven o’clock hour when I was out taking pictures of flowers in the perfect evening light and my stinky dog came by to visit. So I’m again linking up with Northwest Frame of Mind and her 1 Day 1 World project. Click over to see what else was happening around the world in the seven o’clock hour.

Concert in the Park

Jun20

Six thirty on a Friday night found us at our local park just as The Dang-Its started playing. Concert in the park

We sat in the sun, under the first blue sky in days, and pulled out our picnic supper. The next few hours were spent just as lazy summer evenings should be; lounging on the grass with friends, cold drinks in hand watching the kids run circles around us.

Long past bedtime the band packed up and we drove our sleepy girls home under the last pink of the sunset.

Ahh , summer nights!

I’m linking up with Northwest Frame of Mind tonight and her 1 Day 1 World project. Click over to see what else was happening around the world i n the six o’clock hour!

Four Generations of Baseball Players

Jun12

It was a baseball game of four generations, our ages spanned 86 years, and our abilities were just as varied.

baseball game

The youngest spent a lot of time exuberantly running the wrong direction and shrieking excitedly.

The oldest spent a lot of time laughing from the pitchers mound.

We lost outfielders, changed positions at random, stole bases and laughed until it was time to come in for dinner.

It was the most fun I’ve had playing baseball since Great Gramps last big birthday party!

Happy Birthday Great Gramps!

I’m linking up with Northwest Frame of Mind tonight and her 1 Day 1 World project. The game took place between 5:00-6:00 this week, click over to see what else was happening around the world in the five o’clock hour!