The sun comes up on another day during the pandemic.
It's peaceful and calm and the gang is all here, if only in spirit
(that's Smooch's resting place under the rocks in the background).
Look closely and you'll see Alex way back there at the gate.
We're getting a bit desperate for rain, but the yucca is in bloom...
...and the yard is looking pretty good.
This is the first visitor we've had in months.
He was on his way to steal swallow eggs from a nest
but met the snake pole instead and was relocated far, far away.
Alex and I ran into this guy yesterday on our morning walk.
Aren't you glad I started blogging again?
I'll end this on a better note.
My bedroom has inadvertently turned into the Rug Room.
A girl can never have too many Navajo rugs, and I recently acquired my third.
The Navajo nation is being hit extraordinarily hard by the coronavirus.
In looking for ways to help, I came across a non-profit organization called
Adopt A Native Elder.
There are many ways to donate to their efforts, but I went straight to the rug catalog.
100% of the proceeds from a rug purchase go directly to the weaver.
I could think of no better way to use my stimulus check.
